Apocalypse Cockroach: 77, I am useful

Without letting Zhang Xiaoqiang wait for too long, a calm Yuan Yi wandered back to Zhang Xiaoqiang, ignoring the surprise in the eyes of others, first looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, seeing that he had not changed during his time away Standing silently behind him silently.

Zhang Xiaoqiang received several complacents from the eyes of others, and did not ask how Yuan Yi did. He believed her, turned his head to look at Huang Quan who was standing next to him, and nodded.

"All have it, enter the position."

Huang Quan shouted loudly, and the team members and the militiamen picked up their respective guys, entered the trenches they had dug before, and stared calmly at the distant waves of the lake.

"Bring · · · · · · · · ·"

Three twisted sacks were dragged from a truck parked on one side. When the sacks were unfastened, three burrowed heads protruded from the bird’s nest. They were gifts. They were gifts from the camp. It is also a token of indemnity. They were taken prisoner that night. They were kept in the camp for three days and hungry for three days. At this moment, they were the scarecrows who attracted big fish to go ashore.

The three men were frightened and their faces were panic. They wanted to twist their necks to see where they were, but the team members pressed their faces to the ground and could not move.

"Uh · · · let’s get started · · · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the three people at the feet and ordered softly, without pity, no joy, or the courage to take away the lives of others. In his eyes, these three people can no longer be regarded as human, since they are not treated as him People naturally don't have to show more emotions.

Six team members stepped forward and dragged three men with big flowers to lakeside. The three also saw where they were. They knew where it was. gathering place. Anyone who was eaten was caught and the final outcome was tossed. By lakeside was eaten by fish.

The hungry, powerless body renewed their strength, struggling desperately, short on the ground, their feet kicking on the ground, kicking up pieces of sand, and the flying yellow dust had not yet rolled into the air, It was dissipated by the wind from the lake.

The three desperate men struggled on the ground like dead fish. Their struggles also fell into the eyes of those militias who were upset. Seeing the means and determination of the convoy, their hearts were tumbling like drums. The ice cellar, cold liver and intestines, no longer the previous tension and pulsation, only a gloom left.

In a blink of an eye, the three men were dragged to lakeside. One of them was tallest and had the largest frame. The original face was horizontal, and now the desolate man was dragged to kneel down to lakeside.

The previous struggle exhausted his last strength, he was absolutely heartless, and let the team members pull him like a soft-faced man, kneeling on lakeside, staring down at the clear waves and pure lake under him Reflecting his cheeks, the man stared at his reflection in the water, the man in the water was emaciated, and there was no arrogance and publicity in the past. Come.

The man didn’t care about the sword held by his teammates. He carefully examined his face. The reflection in the water was him. It was what he looked like in this world, what he saw in the eyes of others. He seemed to be looking at himself for the first time. It looks like the reflection in the water reflects the worst scene of his life, and it is so perfect to fall in his eyes. That is nothing else, just him, he looked at the reflection in wood, and the sharp sword face flashed in the sun. A dazzling glance crossed his eyes.

He flies in the air like a bird, the headless corpse of lakeside tipped to the side with the blood fountain sprayed, the player who is recovering the long knife, and the two companions kneeling on the ground not far away In his eyes, he didn't take a closer look, everything had nothing to do with him, he was flying, he was free, he was a bird, he wanted to fly higher, until he was buried by Qingbo.

Ripples rippled in the calm lake water, and the ripple circled the earth circle to the distance, a splash of water, the lake on the shore changed from clear to blood red, and the second round began.

The previous scene fell into the eyes of the second person. He saw it from the beginning to the end. It was his turn, and his heart was calm. Although the dirty cloth that blocked his mouth had been removed, he did not cry out wailing or If begging for mercy, he was very cooperative and took the initiative to walk to lakeside without pulling, he knelt on the **** ground.

The lake water has been soaked with blood. He can’t see his reflection like the first man. He has no regrets. He was swallowed and eaten by the big fish and was freed by a knife. It’s not a pain. A good choice, he was satisfied, not too greedy, hard to be a man, being a survivor of gathering place is even more bitter and free.

The human head flies up, and the blood-like color of the fountain brings a long blood drop to the lake, and the head falls into the water, but the body does not fall, and it still stands on its knees, as if it is facing the world. The last trace of longing.

The player with the machete on his back wiped the tiny blood beads that fell on his face with his sleeve, lifted his foot to kick the body into the lake, and turned to look at the third man, who was also the weakest , The man with the least courage, who was not as calm as the previous two, huddled on the ground and shrunk. Under him, a pool of water slowly penetrated into the mud.

"Bah · · · · · · ·" the hand of the child spit out a spit, staring at the third person with contempt, he will not be admired by others for their needlessness, nor will he be weak for others.

The sound of the footsteps of the walk of the hands of the gentleman, like a huge wave of waves hitting the heart of the man, the man is not lying on the ground wet with his urine at the moment, he seems to be lying on the air compressor, the frequency of trembling It took the executioner's eyes.

"Ah!!!!!!"

The man can’t stand the superposition of fear anymore, and struggles on the ground to roll around~IndoMTL.com~ Wet soil, urine stains, dried grass roots, and large patches of dust are everywhere on his body,

Wait until the executioner comes to the front, watching the guy make him like this, until I don’t know where to catch him, just look around and see that he hasn’t got his hair in the urine, although it is also dirty, Turning greasy astigmatism.

"Ah · · · · Rao Ming · · · Rao Ming · · · · grandpa grandfather, you let me go, I will give you a cow and a horse · · · · · · · ·"

The man was dragged by the executioner's hair and dragged on the ground. The man was ignoring the ache of his scalp, churning on the ground, tears and his nose falling together, his mouth still crying for mercy.

The executioner's palm was cold, how could he be moved? Shen Sheng dragged him silently, just like a machine, the man's fear of death exceeded everything. He shook his head and tore the hair caught in the big hand, and he finally struggled out.

When the executioner only felt light in the hand, the man broke free from his hand. The only thing still in his hand was a dirty hair. Seeing that the man was rolling on the ground with a lot of flowers, the executioner was anxious and threw away his hand. Dirty hair, stepped forward and flew a kick, kicking on the man's chin.

The man screamed, spit out blood, and the blood fell to the ground, mixed with a few teeth, and then he was kicked by the executioner like a ball. The man screamed and was kicked into the blood pit of lakeside. Still not giving up, jumping like a shrimp, trying to break free of the rope that bound him, the howling and begging for mercy never broke.

The long knife was raised, and the target was the man’s neck. There was nothing else in the man’s frightened eyes, as long as the high-end sabre knife was raised, suddenly, he made a big call Words:

"I use · · · I use · · · I will make explosives, I will make explosives · · · · · · · · ·"