Apocalypse Cockroach: Two hundred fifty-three have casualties? Three/five more

Zhang Xiaoqiang covered his mouth and nose with his hands, squatted on a tree branch, squinted his eyes, and desperately danced the rat king blade to cut all the burning things around him under the tree, but this was not enough, the flames around him were very clean It is almost the same as three, five, and two, but the flame at the foot is attached to the entire tree body. The flame head is all upward when burning, and the temperature of the outer flame of the flame is the highest. Zhang Xiaoqiang is almost a duck on the oven.

There was an open flame on the clothes on his body, which was burning on the flesh. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not care about the burning caused by the burning of the clothes on the body. He squinted and carefully observed through the smoke through the tree. Unfortunately, the tree was full of dense variations. Shrimp, there is no open space.

The flesh of the body creaked by the flame, Zhang Xiaoqiang dared not stay any longer, leaned over and climbed on the bark that turned into charcoal burning, grabbed the hot metal gun body, and shook the horn gun After two hard pulls, the moment Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't bear it anymore, he jumped high and fell towards the tree, and the place where he landed was a terrible mutant shrimp.

Zhang Xiaoqiang had no choice but to jump away under the tree. He had found the nearest safe zone for the shrimps. The only thing he had to do was to rush out of the shrimps. The burning flame on his body quickly covered his body. Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped in the air like a fireman and fell to the ground.

With a strong impulse, the Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned over and stretched his legs forward. At the moment of landing, he stepped on the carapace of a prawn. The whole mutant shrimp slid forward on the ground like a skateboard. During the slide, Zhang Xiaoqiang held the excitement in his heart, tried to control the center of gravity, and stepped firmly to change the slide.

The mutant shrimp sticking to the ground plows a deep groove on the ground, hits more than N kinds of similar species, and finally is embedded in the ground. It can’t be turned over forever. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not stop with the mutant shrimp. By vigor, he is like a leopard Just rush forward.

The burning Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped and charged. Like the kangaroo, every time it jumped in the mutant shrimp group, it rushed out quickly under the claws of the prawns. Zhang Xiaoqiang created a miracle in the eyes of the three women. I saw Zhang Xiaoqiang exerted his maximum speed. In the shrimp group, lightning sprint, a few breaths, he actually rushed out of 100 meters, far breaking the world record, this is still on the bumpy road and N mutation Shrimp.

After Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed out of the mutant shrimp, he didn’t stop. He just buried his head and carried the hot horned gun like a kangaroo. The brain was blank, and there were only two words in his heart. run.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ran to meet Yang Ke'er. In their burning eyes, they ran across their sides and continued to run. Because of the longing in their hearts, Zhang Xiaoqiang developed all the limit potentials he had, only running, There will be no more, if no one stops, he will run down one until he is dyed to ashes by the flames.

Yuan Yi rushed out, before she rushed out, she threw a shield at the Zhang Xiaoqiang’s leg bend, the rotating steel shield hit the Zhang Xiaoqiang’s leg bend, Zhang Xiaoqiang lost her balance, her hands spread out, and she flew to the ground in big letters In an instant, Yuan Yi flashed to Zhang Xiaoqiang, the steel knife danced cleverly on the body of Zhang Xiaoqiang, countless Martian flames and meteors flew to the surroundings, when Zhang Xiaoqiang fell heavily on the ground, all the burning flames on his body were all steel knife Cut it out.

"Husband · · ·, do you matter · · · husband · · · how did you hurt · · · · ·"

Yang Ke'er rushed to the side of Zhang Xiaoqiang, threw away the knife and shield, threw it on Zhang Xiaoqiang, grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang's shoulder and shook it. In the afterglow of the fire in the distance, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not have a good piece of flesh on his body. The place is still smoking.

"Aiyaya · · · hurts · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped up suddenly on the ground, carefully touching the scorched skin rubbed off by Yang Ke'er's small hands, the painful teeth were grinned, and in the stunned three girls, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped on the ground like a scalded monkey, from time to time Touching the scalds and burns on my body, I didn't dare to work hard, and I couldn't hurt myself.

The image of Zhang Xiaoqiang is terrible. Yuan Yi is completely dry. All the burning clothes on the body have been removed. There is only one underwear with a few big holes left in Zhang Xiaoqiang. The smoke can be seen in the broken area. The dark ass, there are a few scorching bubbles on it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang still has some willpower. After a few jumps, he no longer jumps. Insert the horned horn gun on the ground, take off the steel helmet hung on the head and hang it on the handle of the gun, and kick off the shoes. It feels better to stand barefoot. It’s not that he is funny, just because the shoes and helmet are hot in the flames and can fry eggs.

A full bottle of clear water dripped from the head of Zhang Xiaoqiang, followed by countless burns of the arms behind, flowed through the big and small legs and flowed to the ground along the ankle, then Zhang Xiaoqiang took over the military uniform in the hands of Yuan Yi and began to wear it. Regardless of whether the bare wound will rub on the clothes and cause inflammation and swelling, he picked up the guns and equipment on his body and put them on, then finally buckled the helmet on his head and turned his head to say to several women:

"Let’s go · · · · Let’s go and join them · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang ran in front with bare horns and a horned gun, followed by three women staring at his back and trotting, no one was talking, their hearts were heavy, the more Zhang Xiaoqiang pretended to be indifferent in front of their eyes, the better they were Feeling the pain of Zhang Xiaoqiang, even if they are far away from the fire, they can feel the tingling and suffocation on their faces.

However, Zhang Xiaoqiang is equivalent to walking back and forth in the erupting crater. Except for his chest and crotch, there is no better skin all over the body. It is this man who endures the hot pain, in front of them Pretending to be casual, just not wanting them to worry too much, but not knowing, hurting him and hurting them in their hearts.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is very uncomfortable now. The biggest pain on his body is not the hot pain, but the itching all over his body. The itching has completely overwhelmed the burning pain of his body~IndoMTL.com~If you can choose, Zhang Xiaoqiang is willing to wear it The itchiness again turned into the hottest tingling at the beginning, which was too tormenting and not as good as the pure pain.

This feeling has been tried many times before in Zhang Xiaoqiang. I thought he already had immunity. As long as he was injured, he would be able to heal itself in the itch. The impact on him is getting lower and lower every time, except for the wound There is no discomfort in other places except for the itchiness nearby. This time, the whole body is itchy up and down, whether it is the front chest or the back, whether it is the head and face or the sole of the feet, even including his crotch.

And the crotch is the most tormenting him, itchy, ash often itchy, and embarrassed to scratch the crotch crotch in front of a few women, can only bury his head in the front, with the teeth grinning.

Zhang Xiaoqiang goes faster and faster, as the blood runs, the itch seems to increase, the more itchy his body, the faster he walks, the faster it walks, the more itchy body, and finally there is no place for Zhang Xiaoqiang Itching, even the toe seam began to itch, there is no way, Zhang Xiaoqiang self-comfort, but chrysanthemum does not itch.

This thought just flashed in his head, and he felt that something was wrong. It seemed that he had been thinking before. Fortunately, it didn’t itch, and then it started to itch, and then he thought again. So it is now itchy everywhere.

A group of people ran ahead. It was Huang Quan who was heading. Looking at Huang Quan and the militia behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang forgot the itch on his body and asked immediately:

"What's going on there? Is there no chance to regain it?"

Huang Quan sighed and shook his head. Several members of the search squadron beside him also lowered their heads. In silence, Zhang Xiaoqiang found something wrong, and several of the players' faces and upper body uniforms were all covered with blood Point, dense blood spots seem to be splashed when sprayed at close range.

"Some casualties? How many?"