Apocalypse Cockroach

Around the garbage mountain, a long white wall is suddenly erected in front of it, the wall is up to kilometers long and two meters tall, it will cover everything behind the wall very tightly, it is intolerable to guess what will be behind it?

The wall is supported by a wooden frame with three plywood panels, painted white on the surface, walking through the door, the back is different, all painted with this grass green paint, when the environment behind the wall is small and strong, suddenly it feels like you are entering an orderly world from an disordered world, where everything is neat, no garbage, no parts, no steel, even no clothes, no dirt surface survivors.

The grass bushes on the ground have been carefully trimmed, each leaf is at the same height, a fine and gorgeous little tent like white clouds lay still on the grass, surrounded by various bright flowers, although very artisanal and unnatural looking, it is a living.

There are more than a dozen mutant beasts on the grass. The variety of these mutant beasts is so diverse and strange that they cannot recognize their previous breeds for a moment. Zhang Xiaoqiang's appearance caused the mutant beast to be alert. He looked up at him and let him find what these mutants had in common, so cute and beautiful in the first place.

These varied animals of different sizes and shapes seem to come out of the cartoon world as if they were round, with rabbit ears, short limbs, silky, blindfolded eyes, fluid-line shapes, furry pink, fluffy tails as chrysanthemums, and sophisticated and smart as a dragon cat.

Looks like these animals only exist in Little Lori's fantasy garden. Zhang Xiaoqiang stepped forward on the carpet-like grass, and the gunpoint behind him was all over his back, and all the animals came around curious, staring at Zhang Xiaoqiang with curious eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt bad. He felt he was surrounded by a group of animals. Just as he was curious as to who the owner of the tent was, a mutant beast that looked like a panda without dark circles suddenly screamed and let Zhang Xiaoqiang look at it independently.

This mutant beast is short and fat, about the shape of a panda, white black ears, obese and delightful, the only difference is its eyes, after removing the dark circle, its eyes are like two black beans, dotted on its head, it looks very strange.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know why the big panda that eliminated the dark circle screamed, but the armed man behind him screamed. When he raised the rifle, he pulled the trigger. The shadow flashed. The barrel split into two parts. Then Zhang Xiaoqiang's rope size broke off, and the revolving rat king's blade fell into his hand from the top of his head.

“Hmmm……. ”

The armed man carrying Zhang Xiaoqiang was kicked into his chest by Zhang Xiaoqiang weighing heavily on his freedom. He burst into the grass behind him, sprayed blood in his mouth and rolled for a few laps before moving. Zhang Xiaoqiang's gaze then transferred from the armed man to the grass next to him. Immediately discovered why the bean-eyed panda screamed. The mouse king blade had been lurking underground and manipulated by him. The mouse king blade moved closely behind Zhang Xiaoqiang. The moving mouse king blade was rotated, and the sharp blade cut off the grass bushes on the grass, forming two fine grooves.

After kicking out the armed men, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and was ready to deal with the mutant beasts. How did he know that the mutant beasts turned around and fled at the same time, leaving Zhang Xiaoqiang standing alone on the grass.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the grass and looked at the sophisticated tent not far away. There were more than ten tents connected at different angles, forming a group of tented buildings.

The beasts dispersed, only Zhang Xiaoqiang was present with the guy who was unconscious behind him, the turbulent grass, the mutant beast swapped the branches to escape the broken flowers, and the tent 100 meters ahead, which together constituted a strange and weird atmosphere.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked around for a moment, did not see anyone else, looked up at the sky, but found that the helicopter did not know when to fly away, took off the helmet and threw it on the grass, standing on the grass and looking forward to the tent.

Zhang Xiaoqiang really wanted to leave. The crisis prediction in his heart told him to stop walking forward. There was danger in the tent in front, which was weird. The danger only subsided when he stood there. Whether he looked around or threw his helmet away, it was like a big mountain pressing him, making him feel a little breathless.

From beginning to end, he was probing, kicking the escort, making all sorts of moves. In this strange unknown camp, everything was weird, the compact vehicles and weapons, the people who worked silently without emotion, and the robot's general work efficiency, all had a strong impact on him, causing him to be cautious and abnormal.

His mood at this moment was somewhat regrettable, especially as he tried to retreat one step, and the pressure came on schedule, leaving him with so much effort to break free from the sticky and substantial oppression.

Thoughts flashed through his mind and it was too late to say anything. This strange place was not necessarily safer than the headquarters of the new era. At the same time, he found that this very different place seemed to isolate the outside voices, silence and even a slightly heavier breath on the grass behind him could be heard clearly.

“Hehe…. ”

A crisp smile rang around Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang's face remained unchanged, his muscles suddenly tightened, his hands opened simultaneously, a large and small mouse king blade seemed to spin slowly in the palm of his palm, his eyes flashed left and right, looking for something wrong.

The laughter itself is not right, within 100 meters, except for him and the guy who is in a coma behind him, there is no one else, with a soft female voice as if it sounded in the ear, without the previous weird pavement, would think it was a prank of a little girl.

“A guest comes from afar, not happy, lazy, invites the Guest to come in and talk... ”

This time, the smile turned into a round and sweet woman's voice, the voice was uncertain, always unable to locate in the ear, seemed to go far forward, making him listen uncomfortable, but the meaning of the conversation was to understand, twist his head, insert the mouse king's blade back into the leather case, and lift his foot toward the tent.

This time, he did not feel any pressure and easily walked to the tent, where the person just stood and the hanging curtain automatically rolled up, revealing the Tibetan-inspired handmade carpet.

Walking into the tent, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not see anyone. He was surprised. The teapot on the coffee table automatically floated, filling the cup, and then everything went into silence.

Raise the teacup, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt the boiling heat of the tea water, a fresh fragrance wrapped around the nose, it is precisely the scent of Tieguanyin. In addition to the ancient porcelain of the tea, the tent is also furnished with various ancient colors of furniture and decorations, sitting there, you can feel a sense of relaxation.

However, Zhang Xiaoqiang always tightened his body. At this time, he admitted one thing. Compared to the oppression just now, the comfort of this moment made him more uncomfortable. The life and death battle at the touch always made him more acceptable than suspicion or unknown.

“When guests come to the door, the owner doesn't show up. It's not a way to entertain them. If you invite me to taste tea, why don't you come out and see me? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to delay the time, whether dead or alive. He had to meet the target before planning. He experienced a lot of life and death. Naturally, he would not mess with his hands and feet because of the other party's defect.

“Hmm...? Looks like the guests are in a hurry? Relax, I'm dressing up. After dusk, ask Junmei? ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Xiaoqiang first looked out of the tent at the sun, but saw that the afternoon sun was thick and he fought a cold war involuntarily, his heart whispered to himself, which old fairy said strange poetry?

“Giggle………. ”

Drop the teacup, Zhang Xiaoqiang self-controlled his irritability, waiting for the master to show up, without tearing the skin off, so there was room for him. This strange place made him nervous. Since he had come, he still watched it turn into a better strategy.

“Dingling... ”

Once the bell rang, several shadows came in from outside the tent, the crisp bell sounded like a beating note from afar and close, as several girls dressed in white veil walked in and rang in the tent.

The girls were beautiful as flowers, their eyes were bright and bright, and they looked at Zhang Xiao Qiang's clean cheek, like a shy, frightened deer. Zhang Xiaoqiang sat on the cushion with a cold face, leaving the girls to put various plates on the coffee table in front of him.

Girls' thin fingers are white and slippery. Soft and delicate, while placing the plates, the hair drops down and the skin under the white veil skirt is more snowy than the white veil, like a glaze with a virgin fragrance.

The young girls were busy working beside him, such as the smooth body scent of Lan like a musk spinning around his nose, while he sat still as an old monk, resilient and more vigilant in his heart.

After the girls were busy and walked out of the tent with a tray in their arms, Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly relieved herself. What happened just now would not make Zhang Xiaoqiang feel fragrant, it would just feel weirder.

The reason is simple, every move of these young girls shows that they have never seen the world before, exaggerated that they have not been tarnished by the world, as clear as a snow lotus, which is not normal in itself, believe that it is difficult to find one in previous life, let alone a group, except for the original tribe that is isolated from the world, and in the end of life, I am afraid it has been extinct.

Which one of the young girls before the end of her life was not elf weird and which one had not been bombed with a lot of information? The appearance of these girls did not upset Zhang Xiaoqiang's soul. Instead, the vigilance intensified.

“Have you encountered a noble customer, a light meal of coarse tea, and ask the noble customer not to be surprised... ”

It may be that Zhang Xiaoqiang showed in front of the young girl a genuine sense of winning the mystery, elevating Zhang Xiaoqiang's identity from a guest to a guest, and she said that the coarse tea light meal compared to Jiang Xiancheng's banquet at the supply base did not know how many times the luxury. At least, Jiang Xiancheng did not have the ability to give Zhang Xiaoqiang a strong scent puff nose, golden coke crisp roasted milk pig out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at the big meal in front of him, his index finger moved loudly, he could hardly stand the call of fragrance, he jumped on the big chew, strange environment, strange place, unknown owner, and these unknown culinary delicacies, let Zhang Xiaoqiang restrain himself, but smelled the fragrance, but never touched the chopsticks.

“What, it doesn't taste good? Or do you really dislike it? ”

The voice was as delicate and sweet as before, but with a slight stiffness, the mysterious master was clearly angry at Zhang Xiaoqiang for not giving face.