Apocalypse Cockroach: 96 old beasts

The restaurant is near the kitchen and there is a miniature hill bag. There are several bungalows on the hill bag. At first glance, there is nothing conspicuous. If you look closely, you can see a bamboo stick sticking out from the roof. Hanging a red thing and shaking it from side to side, I don’t know if my eyes are bad. Zhang Xiaoqiang always thinks that the red strip looks like a bra?

Originally suspected and guessed, it has now been confirmed. Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed in the sky and said, "motherfucker, I have to smell it again!" Gu Qian left and right thought, stomping his teeth.

"motherfucker, just go. Everyone is dead. How to find a daughter-in-law? Are you going to be Sun Wukong suppressed under Wuzhi Mountain?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang has found a reason for himself that is not a reason. Ready to see who the survivors are? The ones that are pleasing to the eye are taken to the chicken farm. Goose tofu.

Find the scarves of Yang Ke'er, sprinkle the perfume that was not recognized by Yang Ke'er as a treasure, and wrap it around your nose. Try to take a breath, "cough cough cough cough · · · · ·" Zhang Xiaoqiang was choked.

But it's better than saying that the corpses around them disappeared, although the perfume smelled like air cleaner, but it was also a scent.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't flip out the window in the kitchen, the oily dirt on it made the scalp numb. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the end of the restaurant and crossed a low chested wall to the back of the kitchen. The greasy sewage on the ground was completely dry, cracked and broken, and the right-hand wall was poured with thick layers of thick shells with layers of oil stains, and there was faintly disgusting reflection on it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully proceeded along a narrow channel, trying not to let those unidentified objects with mottled colors get on his shoes, bypassed the bubbling garbage discharge pond to a path, Zhang Xiaoqiang followed the path like behind Looking around,.

"##￥#%%#......" Zhang Xiaoqiang was scolded immediately. The end of the trail was behind a rusty billboard, that is, the piece that Zhang Xiaoqiang just held, and the billboard blocked the road. , Just bypass the billboard to reach the parking lot. Zhang Xiaoqiang cautiously climbed up and jumped down with some effort is wasted.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not say anything and turned back to the parking lot, let Yang Ke'er and Yuan Yi follow their own back to the path. Walking dozens of meters away, I reached the entrance of the bungalow on the mountain bag. Several bungalows were surrounded by a wall of two a meter in height. A rusty one could not see the original paint color steel door tightly locked through the bar on steel door Deletion can see the door quietly, nothing happens.

"Isn't it right?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was cautious. Someone signaled to bring them Yang Ke'er. There was no movement after coming, either a trap, or the people in the house were not one mind, and some people hoped to rescue them out.

After the Xie Yuanshan incident, Zhang Xiaoqiang was more wary of its compatriots than zombie. Once some people twisted their hearts, they hurt others more than zombie. For this kind of person, Zhang Xiaoqiang is abhorrent, and it happened to others. But to himself, it was a shame, a shame in his life, he would rather find some women to follow him than men. Women are inherently weak. As long as they can remain strong, women generally do not rebel.

Different men, they will have ambitions. They may kill Zhang Xiaoqiang as the boss because of women, because of power, or for other reasons. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s net worth is too generous, if Dragon Brother knows that Zhang Xiaoqiang still contains thousands of pounds of bacon , Even if the casualties are heavy, kill him to grab the past.

"Xia La" Yang Ke'er inserted the horn head into the keyhole and turned it. Various small parts flew and fell to the ground with the rotation of the head. Opening steel door can see a pile of debris In the small courtyard, there is a water platform near the wall, and a rusted bridle is still dripping water.

The bungalow is a bit old, the lime powder on the wall has fallen to the ground to build up a thick layer, the windows are tightly closed, there is nothing inside that can not be seen from the outside, the house is very quiet, a little moving nor. If it hadn't been dusty on the handle on that door, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought it was just a long abandoned deserted house.

Zhang Xiaoqiang tried to push down the door without any movement. It seemed that something was blocked behind the door. At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang was relieved. It was not a trap. If the trap door would not be blocked, the people inside The courage is very small, and he dare not show himself up with a man and two women. Instead, he believes that he can't clean up Zhang Xiaoqiang, so he can bury his head like an ostrich.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn’t go to the door anymore, nor let Yang Ke'er smash open. Who knows if anyone behind the door is holding a guy waiting to knock the sap? He picked up the Jingwei Sword inverted sword handle and smashed it against the glass on the window. The shattered glass of various shapes fell into pieces and shattered his bones.

"Ah · · · · · · ·" a woman's miserable howling came from the house, Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled into the window and rushed to the door kicked. A four-layer drawer with deep red paint touched the door. The hall was a bit dim. The only light was from the glass tile on the roof. The glass tile was only three or five pieces. The scene in the hall was very gloomy. In this gloomy atmosphere, even the portraits on the wall murals laughed with strangeness.

After entering the house from Zhang Xiaoqiang, the woman’s screaming never stopped, a little hysterical. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked down the hallway to the back, and the light became darker. There was no floor covering or cement on the ground. It was just the loess paved a long time ago. After many years of trampling, the loess has become firm and it walks very **** it.

The ground is bumpy and bumpy. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked very carefully. In this strange environment, a little negligence may kill him. He walked slowly with his sword in his right hand and the wall in his left hand. pèng pèng walked on the bumpy ground, touching the rough wall, his hands were covered with gray wall. Zhang Xiaoqiang calmly guards against any sound around.

The dark old house, the screaming of panic, and the tense nerves of Zhang Xiaoqiang, together is a living horror movie. This kind of cold bone marrow penetration makes Zhang Xiaoqiang have a way to go through horror movies. feel.

Walk through the dark aisle, the front lights up, bright light spills into the house through the window, and walks to an open door, the woman’s crazy howling is in the ear, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s ear is screamed by the woman The "buzzing" sound called Zhen, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked inside the house, he was shocked, he felt that the whole world was turned upside down, the scene in front of him let Zhang Xiaoqiang live to experience what it means to be miserable. He couldn't help vomiting anymore.

He didn’t dare to take a closer look and walked out through the slightly concealed back door. The back of the house was a vegetable field. Under the eaves was full of firewoods with thick arms. Following the path between the vegetable fields, you could walk to a lamb’s intestine trail Going up, the intestinal trail leads to the bottom of the mountain until the view is blocked by the shrubs under the mountain.

A man runs down the goat’s intestine trail down the mountain, wearing an old-fashioned yellow military uniform, carrying a bulging grass-green canvas satchel, wearing a pair of black shoes, and his legs and feet are not good. Lame, unable to get up fast, when he looked back. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw his appearance clearly.

He is about sixty years old, with white hair, wrinkled face, and small eyes, which are often referred to as mouse eyes, and his nose is very large, more than the nose of the old drunkard looking at the chicken coop Big, with a half-foot goatee on his chin, he is now tightly pressed against his chest by the oncoming mountain breeze. He saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang had chased out and made a horrified scream, and ran down the mountain.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw him running away without saying a word, and chased after him. He kept talking about breaking the bones in his body a little bit. The scene I saw earlier made Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is not a good person, also angry. He thought he was already used to misfortune. Long Brother and Chen Yi treated women as dogs, and letting men eat chicken feed did not make Zhang Xiaoqiang feel any wrong. The big egg boy was beaten with only one breath and it didn’t make him feel wrong~IndoMTL.com~Women have given their body and dignity but can eat, they can get shelter from men, and they can not be spoiled by more men Although those who eat chicken feed don’t eat well, they are still alive and can continue to live. If they don’t eat well, they can only blame themselves for having no courage. Even the zombie that women can kill can’t take a look.

Compared to the old man in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang thinks that they are a philanthropist and a group of saints. At least Dragon Brother will also bring those survivors back to raise. It will not be difficult for them to do some rough work on weekdays. The group of prisoners know that Doomsday should be as united as possible.

For the first time, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought that the word ‘beast’ should be used on this old man. “This **** old man actually eats people.”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's young and strong speed is so fast that he ran behind the old man and kicked on the old man's heart. The old hair screamed on the ground and rolled down the path until it hit the bush on the ground before being stopped.

Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped and walked to the old man. The old man who had been thrown was not awake. Only his chest fell together. His right leg had been broken. A broken calf bone penetrated the flesh and ripped the trouser legs to the outside. There are also uneven fascias attached to the pale white leg bones, and the blood slowly penetrates to wet the trouser legs.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stomped on the old man’s abdomen. The old man wowed wryly. He opened his eyes and saw a loud scream from the exposed calf bone. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn’t hit him again, let him watch His broken bones howled, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't like to abuse others, even if he didn't want to kill him yesterday, he gave a happy heart.

Only the kind of guy Zhang Xiaoqiang who really lost his conscience will torture him slowly, just like Xie Yuanshan and the old man in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang makes the old man look at his broken leg and utter a desperate wailing. It is more powerful than Zhang Xiaoqiang's fist and foot.