Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Huai 'an's tone was not fake. He also seemed really helpless. Liu Zhenghua and others sitting beside him were shocked. They all knew what it meant to kill one of the more than 100,000 corpses back and forth. And they know better that there are evolutionary zombies in the middle of the loss, and that evolutionary zombies have to be traded for their lives as soon as they appear.

Zhang Huai 'an means that he can't resist the soldiers below. He can only use the most primitive method to calm the anger and resentment of the soldiers below with blood and head. What does that mean? This means that the soldiers in the camp have become a group of bloodthirsty lunatics, a group of lunatics who do not take their lives. Such enemies are the most terrible and they cannot provoke them.

“But... you can't kill so many of them at once... you know... so many of them don't know anything... you go talk to the people below... you're the captain, they should be reasonable...”

Qian Kaixi spoke. Although he didn't care about the poor people's lives, all the locals around WH were waiting to be killed. As a native WH, Qian Kaixi was very angry at outsiders for killing people from his hometown. Although he dared not refute it, he hoped Zhang Huaian would change his mind and kill one less would be good.

“It doesn't matter... they were going to kill all the rice tickets they came for, or am I going to say the least, they only accepted to kill these people. Alas... it's not going to be a good time for me to go back to base and let the cockroaches teach them...”

Qian Kaixi sighed and fell into the ears of Liu Zhenghua and others, but they caught a key word and went back to base?

Qian Kaixi was very cold about the word. He wanted to keep asking questions, but he saw a man with big bandages being driven under the table and twenty executioners with big knives on the table.

Two militiamen pulled one up onto the stage, kneeling five on one side, without Zhang Huai 'an throwing any license plate, kneeling down, standing beside him and chopping it off with a knife.

Five hands waved the knife together, surrounding the audience in a neat shout, flying three heads, two skewed heads hung around the neck, the neck did not cut at once, the round short neck split so large a mouth, blood like a pipe burst, splashed around, scattered blood beads rain point on the face of the executioner around, body.

Those who did not die were in pain, open their mouths, grinning their teeth, but there was no sound in their throats. Their trachea had been amputated, and there was a flurry of red blood bubbles at the amputation.

Two unsuccessful executioners were also frightened by the blood poured on them, holding the sword in a swinging position, staring at the blood splattered on the ground and feeling the hot blood dripping from their faces.

Shouting loudly, the two executioners standing behind him held up their chests, came up small, pulled the two scared executioners apart and fell to the ground, and the big blade in their hands flashed a bright light in the sun, and another head flew up.

This time, one of them lost his hand, and when he chopped it off, the blood-sprayed guy himself fell on the ground, and the knife was empty, which made the young executioner a little embarrassed.

Lifting his feet, the guy who crooked the ground kicked back to the sky, all over his body and down, including his legs were shaking, the executioner ignored him, red eyes one knife, three consecutive knives, chopped bones generally stamped his head off, one foot kicked the human head off the table.

Five dead bodies and two silly executioners lay bloody on the wooden platform, the floors were stained with constant bloodshed and red, a great deal of red, stimulating people's senses, the countless people stared at the observation deck, suddenly, a man standing in front of him raised his chest, a fluids of white flowers sprayed out of his mouth, and for a moment, vomiting became the main melody in the center of the gathering place.

In the presence, not only are the lively people throwing up, waiting to be killed are throwing up, even the executioner standing on the stage is throwing up, six of the twenty executioners threw down the knife, wanted to jump off the stage, but was pointed at by the team members at gunpoint.

Zhang Huai 'an rubbed the tears from the vomiting and looked around. He found that only one person sitting under the sun umbrella with him vomited like him, and everyone else just looked ugly on his face.

The vomiters are Qian Kaixi, and others, including Shou Pei Pei, are just frowning, which makes Qian Kaixi alert. These people are not good, but need to be more careful in the future, including the seemingly delicate Shou Pei Pei.

The execution continued, a loud whimpering man, pulled the bloody beheading table, fell one knife and two sections, not all of them had the luck to be beheaded, fell in pain, at least half of them were cut to non-lethal places, suffered some more pain, more and more executioners were unable to bear, they threw down the beheading knife, knelt on the table and kowtowed to the team members below, begging them to let themselves go.

As Zhang Huai 'an nodded, there were fewer and fewer executioners on the table, eventually there were only seven left. The more excited these seven killed, the more excited they were, they chopped off a man with a big five flowers tied up, kicked his head off with one foot, his chest gasped violently, his eyes opened with a scarlet, and he wiped the blood water off his face with his hands, his eyes slammed and waited for the next one to be delivered to them.

The body beneath the table spread a piece of the boss, the blood gathered on the ground like a river, until it was added by the distant spectators. Those who stood in front of it could not see it anymore. They had been scared of their guts and had to turn around three or five times to leave. They were blocked by those who were afraid to move behind them.

At this time, there is a strange atmosphere in the center of the gathering place. Whether it is killing or looking at killing, there is a polarization. Some civilians really can't watch, self-protection mechanism is activated, white eyes faint, some people are more excited to see, can't help but want to rush to the front to look carefully, see the rest of the executioners killing more and more refreshing, Qi Qi shouted well. Not that they hate the murdered, but simply that some people are beheaded and bleeding flowers and called well.

Those on their knees watched their companions being pulled away and turned into bloody corpses. I don't know how many people were scared to pee, or how many were freaked out of their minds. If they hadn't all been tied to solid, I'm afraid they would have jumped.

Huang Tingwei was talking to a woman by the big car behind these people. The woman was the one who had come to exchange food stamps. At this moment, the woman was no longer enchanted by yesterday's demons, trembling against the car compartment. Yellow droplets of water ran down her ankles to the ground, and the thick smell of blood in the air surrounded her like substance.

“See? You want to go up there? Or are you ready to lose your head from the start? ”

Huang Tingwei turned his back on the decapitation stage, stared at the woman's frightened eyes, whispered softly, the voice was very soft, with the intellectuals always graceful, but the meaning and tone of the words did not match, the individual could hear the heavy killing machine.

“I really don't know where he's hiding. I've told you everything I can. I'm really innocent. He just asked me to bring people here for food. I don't know if I can hide fake rice tickets. Please believe me...”

The woman tried to be honest and her eyes revealed a little sincerity. She wanted Huang Tingwei to believe in herself and that she was truly innocent.

“Do you really not know where he is? Not even a mistress like you? ”

Huang Tingwei frowned and asked carefully for the last time.

“I know a few things I've said, I don't know, he never told me anything, and if I did, I would tell you, please... please, you have to believe me, I really don't know anything...”

The woman cried and drowned. Her body slowly slipped down the trunk, kneeling to Huang Tingwei's feet, her head looked up at Huang Tingwei with tearful eyes, her hands as a petition, and her eyes were full of desire.

Huang Tingwei looked seriously at the woman, hesitated for a moment and nodded:

“I believe you're innocent, and I believe you really don't know where he's going...”

The woman nodded continuously, her eyes full of gratitude, the corner of her mouth slightly curled, trying to give Huang Tingwei a smile.

“Take her and stay with the innocent...”

After saying this, Huang Tingwei turned around and left, the woman at his feet he no longer looked at.

The woman stared at the back of Huang Tingwei's departure and raised her big mouth and couldn't make a sound. Two big hands grabbed her arms, one left and one right, and she screamed out loud: "No..."