Apocalypse Cockroach

“Meow!!! ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted again, meow did not respond, but the buried D3 made a shocking shout, countless bricks flew up into the sky, huge shadows in the dust appeared hidden.

“Ah!!! I tore you, you son of a bitch... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's face rose red and twisted, his eyes almost stared out, squeaked, actually bit one of his teeth off, then spit out the bleeding broken teeth, Zhang Xiaoqiang Qianqiang's muscled forehead, hair root raised, a quick shadow rushed towards D3.

At this moment, looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang's back rushing out, Tie Zhongyuan's complex eyes closed, Zhang Xiaoqiang launched the Don Quixote type of attack, the only similarity between Zhang Xiaoqiang and Don Quixote is that they are all headed towards an opponent that humans cannot defeat, unlike, windmills are more harmless than D3.

Tie Zhongyuan didn't know how to face Zhang Xiaoqiang, this biological and uncertain ally, Zhang Xiaoqiang tried to kill him, but he saved him again, so he was tangled, but at this moment Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed towards the invincible D3 of that person, and Tie Zhongyuan didn't know what it was like.

He has always held the name of the golden bloodline. He was seen as the dude who ate the ancestral family. No one listened to him, no one respected him in the bottom of his heart. He became an evolutionist. His confidence burst. Secondary evolution made him a more powerful evolutionist than his own. He cut his enemies into meat sauce the first time he made a move.

But by the time he fought with Zhang Xiaoqiang, he was stuck. Zhang Xiaoqiang could not help him, but he could not help Zhang Xiaoqiang. By the time he fought with D2, he almost died in D2's hands. Zhang Xiaoqiang had abused D2 in front of him. When he faced D3, he was only deeply afraid, but Zhang Xiaoqiang had voluntarily rushed up to make him feel his distance from Zhang Xiaoqiang was infinite.

His relationship with Zhang Xiaoqiang is complicated, that is to say, he wants Zhang Xiaoqiang to die, so that he is less than a threat to kill him at any time, but he does not want Zhang Xiaoqiang to die, Zhang Xiaoqiang to die, his successor will never cooperate with him again, his tribe will have difficulty surviving the famine without food.

He wouldn't care if more of his men died in front of him. He wouldn't care if Xue Jun was gone. He was just like that. If he died, he would die. If he wanted more of them, he wouldn't survive. But if he didn't die, he would go to those people to fight for a chance to live on that line. Perhaps his nature was faint, but he didn't lack responsibility.

After Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed out, Tie Zhongyuan also rushed out. Before going out, he yelled in Chinese and Mongolian: “Go outside... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart burned in a hurry. He was crushed by a wall more than one meter thick and six meters tall. Don't say he was a fragile meow. Even the thick and meaty Wanqiang might not be able to eat it. Zhang Xiaoqiang had a special affection for meow. She was the only family he had on the meadow and the only one who jumped on the bird's back and died following him.

Yang Ke 'er and Yuan Yi, as time passed, became faint in Zhang Xiaoqiang's brain. Sometimes he missed the person who said he missed her, rather than holding the child in her belly. The only thing that could make Zhang Xiaoqiang more and more clear was the meow next to him. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Mei on the meadow depended on each other, in this place far away from home.

So Zhang Xiaoqiang felt the pain of cone heart again. The last time Yuan Yi hit D2 with a truck, now Meow was pressed. Unconsciously, Zhang Xiaoqiang treated Meow as a family, an irrevocable family.

The flame burned in his voice's eyes, his heart fried in an oil pan, D3 yelled in front of him, and the spreading dust stained his whole body like a face.

Several zombies appearing in front of him were beheaded by him. At this moment, Zhang Xiaozheng's eyes only had D3. Anything that stood in front of him was an obstacle to his exasperation of anger. The obstacle was gradually cleared. D3's body became clear. Zhang Xiaozheng drank and rushed to the side of D3. The back drama of the Mouse King's blade was sawed open in his calf joint.

For the first time, the D3 zombie had an incredibly sturdy layer of the same square angle. The rat king's blade could only saw out a slight shallow mark, and deeper into it would not be easy to do so.

D3's roar stopped, turned to Zhang Xiaoqiang and caught it. He flashed his head over the claw rubbing his scalp. Zhang Xiaoqiang circled behind D3 and continued to deepen his mouth on the black square spot. The second knife was stronger than the first knife. The blade took off, and half the squamous armor splashed with it.

D3 felt the pain on his leg, sucked hard, yelled out his anger, the invisible air wave pushed the dust around the corpse away, Zhang Xiaoqiang was still jumping, the elephant leg of the corpse hit him hard, Zhang Xiaoqiang had no meow speed, he could only reach his side, his chest was rubbed by the edge of the corpse's thigh, a groan, Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed to have been hit by a truck, and immediately flew out and fell into the mixed ruins of bricks.

The second muffled hum, Zhang Xiaoqiang rubbed the ground slide, ran into several large pieces of brick, one fell into countless sacks, then a layer of white rice swept up in the sky, the pearl-like white rice scattered in the middle of the sky, the rain point spread out in all directions, Zhang Xiaoqiang smashed a layer of white rice scattered in the middle of the sky, and continued to rush towards D3.

D3 ran towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, a white line sent a sharp whistle around D3's neck, D3 thick neck trembled under the white line wrapping, a little bit of Mars splattered with black scaly horn debris, D3 couldn't yell, slapped his throat, seven or eight white plates drew a raft of curves scattered around.

Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that it was Tie Zhongyuan who supported him, but at this time he didn't have any other thoughts to sigh, rushing between the legs of D3, raising his pistol and aiming at D3's penis.

Although at the D3 stage, that thing was basically degraded, Zhang Xiaoqiang believed that D3 zombies were mutated by men. He didn't believe that D3 even mutated with men's guard doors. 15 rings, Zhang Xiaoqiang rubbed past the zombies.

The zombie roared, turning to Zhang Xiaoqiang, running room, countless scattered bricks and cement on the ground were about to be kicked off, countless pieces of architectural garbage crashed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang, while dodging the stone brick, stared closely under the crotch of D3, finally admitted that his efforts were ineffective and could only continue to saw his calf joint.

Zhang Xiaoqiang approached the corpse. Twenty-four rounds of the moon chased him from behind, rushed into his curtain and stabbed D3's eyes. The rotating disc was abandoned by the original iron. As a flywheel, it hit D3's eyes. D3's eyes had long degraded and disappeared. A layer of bright white powder exploded on the corpse's face.

Those plates crushed continuously on D3's face, D3's head raised high, his body couldn't help but retreat, Zhang Xiaoqiang roared and rushed up, first jumped on D3's calf knee, then jumped on the root of his thigh, and finally stepped on D3 to raise his chest backwards, under the necropolis of the necropolis, the mouse blade hands up and down, even cut between the throats of the necropolis, Zhang Xiao mighty if the tiger, the hand gripping the blade flashed on the throat of the necropolis like a polar film.

The zombie rushed backwards one step to stop the body shape. The next moment, ten ten-kilogram weight masonry fell from the sky and fell continuously on the head of the zombie, the masonry burst, the zombie was smashed and retreated again, finally tripped, a cloud of dust lifted up again, and the iron waved up the previously scattered sharp steel sheet and rushed that way, a shadow came out of the dust.

The direction of the human shadow is coming towards him, and the human shadow did not rush over by itself. Instead, it was thrown out by something. In an instant, it reached his intimacy. More than 30 pieces of steel are still spinning. Just send it forward, the steel sheet can cut off the human head in the future.

Just as Zhang Xiaoqiang hesitated against Zhang Xiaoqiang's original hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand was equally hesitant. The killing machine in his heart was pressed down only slightly. The steel pieces were split like butterflies left and right. Zhang Xiaoqiang was smoothly stripped by him, and the two heads fell steadily beside him. Thirty pieces of steel were then shot out by him like bone discs.

The huge shadow slowly stood out of the dust, like a super big rebel who couldn't kill himself. Thirty pieces of steel wrongly covered its upper body, and then 30 deformed and distorted pieces of steel were reflected down. Even Zhang Xiaoqiang was bounced back by three or four deformed pieces of steel, waving the mouse king blade to open the pieces of flying iron, Zhang Xiao Qiangzhang pointed towards the side of the iron plateau.