Apocalypse Cockroach

After removing the spoilers, the two returned to the starting point. At this time, Wanqiang and Zhang Xiaoqiang tangled together. After half a day of fighting, they did not see who lay down tired first, but they were both hungry.

Zhang Xiaoqiang had been wet by sweat, Wanqiang was not sweating, and began to gasp. When two people breathed their breath, the scene was messed up again. Rare noise. The wood floors in the middle of the site could no longer be seen as intact. They all became broken rice head scum. The table and chairs were also mixed on the ground, and their previous identities could only be identified by their colours.

Two people went from the center of the scene to the wall, a wooden plank wall broke open, and the backstage was exposed to everyone's eyes. A woman dressed in a three-point style screamed and fled, avoiding the fight between the two, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wanqiang forgot the god, and didn't care where they went.

“Touch..." a cloth bag with flour rice flew halfway up, the spread flour bag dyed two people into a flour man, Wanqiang grabbed a rice bag with rice, tore the bag apart, poured rice into his mouth, he was so hungry, first add some.

When the rice entered his mouth, a large iron pot was framed on his head. The rice cooking pot framed his head like a helmet. It was dark in front of Wan Qiang's eyes. I didn't know what had happened yet. I was anxious to throw the rice bag out of my hand and the scattered rice formed a flying waterfall like a rain screen.

Zhang Xiaoqiang threw out the large pot, blocked his head face with his left hand, withstood the itching of rice hitting him, rushed to the front of Wanqiang who wanted to pull the large pot out of his head, with his feet not between his legs, to bring him to the ground.

“Phew...” the large pot hit the ground heavily, slammed into a large chunk, Wanqiang emitted a muffled howl, no longer thinking about how to pull out the large pot, ten fingers like brass, into the large pot, tear the large pot on the head with a large mouth and reveal its head.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not see, Wanqiang could already see something, pick up a mop, prepare to once again violent daisy, mop with shadow, about to light ten thousand daisy, Wanqiang a rabbit slip leg, broke the mop, Zhang Xiaoqiang's belly, Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned out and ran into another room.

There are a variety of wine cabinets arranged here. Most wine cabinets are empty. Only one wine cabinet is full of drinks. Zhang Xiaoqiang is flying into the wine cabinet filled with bottles. The bottles are shattered, the drinks spilled out. Zhang Xiaoqiang's back became numb, slipped down, and fell to the ground. The wine cabinet swayed twice. The whole bottle fell down and hit Zhang Xiaoqiang's back.

The girl who bought the wine was hiding in the corner of the room. She wanted to rush up and pull Zhang Xiaoqiang out. She saw the whole wine cabinet mutilated silently and turned into wooden boards of all shapes.

Zhang Xiaoqiang inserted the mouse king's blade back into the leather bag, saw the girl in a position about to run over, gave her an out position, picked up an unbroken bottle of wine at random, bit the mouth of the bottle with the plug with her teeth, containing the broken glass at the mouth of the bottle, leaned back and poured it down, tossed the bottle at random, spit out the glass residue in her mouth, and rushed out again.

Wanqiang did not chase him, he knew Zhang Xiaoqiang could not die, took the opportunity to hold the rice bag to eat rice, then smelled a strong aroma, he still tangled whether to continue eating rice or to drink, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed over again.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang, Wanqiang shouted at him for a while. Never seen such a tough guy before. How to fight, he is a living dragon. Unless a heavy hand is made to kill, Wanqiang cannot beat Zhang Xiaoqiang to the ground.

Two people hit again, another wooden wall was broken, two people returned to the lobby, Zhang Xiaoqiang also had no way to take Wanqiang. Unless the Mouse King blade was used, he would not beat Wanqiang down. Without that step, he did not want to move his weapon.

Zhang Xiaoqiang flew out again, flipped two rear flips, steadily landed on the ground debris, fell steadily, when he landed, something went wrong, stepped on a piece of wood fragment, the soles of his feet slipped, and lost weight. Back off and hit a pile of wooden tables and chairs all at once.

Zhang Xiaoqiang still struggled in the wooden pile. A bottle of Chihuahuas hit him hard on the head. Half a bottle of Chihuahuas flew down with the shards. Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his wet hair and looked at him, but saw a foreign girl staring at him with half a bottleneck.

“Pfft..." the bus slammed on the face of the yogi, slammed the yogi's head against the wall, passed out, fanned him with potato head, Zhang Xiaoqiang hit their improvised shelter.

“Watch her, she wasted our wine..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed out again after saying it, leaving the taro stunned. He didn't understand. Zhang Xiaoqiang was not investigated for being struck in the head and only cared about his wine?

Wan Qiang saw a scene that had just happened, pointing to Zhang Xiaoqiang's loud howl, said that he had also beaten a woman, Zhang Xiaoqiang had not responded. As he rushed forward, he pulled out the mouse king's blade in his right hand and crossed with Wanqiang to stand behind him.

Wan Qiang turned around as Zhang Xiaoqiang flashed over. He thought that this sly ghost guy was trying to violence his daisy ass again. He turned around and saw Zhang Xiaoqiang shaking his wet hair and smiling at him. Then the belt broke off and his pants fell to his feet.

Wan Qiang looked at his naked little bird and Zhang Xiaoqiang tasted it with him.

“For your height and style, your guys aren't small, do you want to fight? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Wanqiang's cannon, envious said, Wanqiang did not speak, lightning raised his pants, turned around and ran away, smashing a large hole in the wooden wall and disappearing in the distance...

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked proudly at the big hole smile, he fought and won, Wanqiang ran away, things were over, he became the final winner, the winner turned to see the wolves of the house, suddenly, a face came down, Wanqiang ran away, the two of them fought and smashed someone else's shop into pieces.

Looking at it, the whole hall, including the wooden floors on stage, was all ruined, the kitchen and the back of the bar were all destroyed, even the walls were smashed into the big hole, what log coffee table, wooden chairs, and various decorative displays were all ruined, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood around and didn't see anything complete.

Zhang Xiaoqiang had some headaches. He looked in the direction of Wanqiang's escape. That big hole was in sight. Two people fought, one ran away, so it could only be compensated by those who stayed?

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to cheat, but he didn't want to make a big mistake, pay for others. During the tangle, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a yogi who had fainted at the foot of the potato head. Zhang Xiaoqiang had an idea. He called the potato head and said a few words to him, and the potato nodded and went out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang raised the young woman in front of her, patted her face and woke her up. The young woman was still confused, confused, and opened her mouth to speak a bunch of foreign languages. Now it was Zhang Xiaoqiang's turn to be confused.

“Hey, hey... do you speak Chinese? ”