Apocalypse Cockroach: Eighty-six, die without moving

Behind the corner of the fence, dozens of men stood densely, these men holding ropes and nets, and some carrying hemp bags, as if waiting for something.

"Master Xiong, he is back, the goal is following him, can we do it?"

The man who had peeked out from the corner of the wall saw Zhang Xiaoqiang approaching here, turned and ran back, and reported back to a burly middle-aged man.

A middle-aged man in his forties, a big, unshaven face is particularly frightening, half of his cheeks are scarred by old scars, the skin is rolled up, and the scars are entangled like a centipede, one eye is gone, There was only a miserable white in the eyes without eyes.

"No hurry, wait for him to turn over the wall and grab him, hoping that his identity is as rumored, otherwise it will be difficult."

Called Master Xiong, a man like a ghost speaks neither thick nor strong, with a northern accent. If he doesn’t see his face, if he just listens to the sound, he will think it is a relatively gentle one. the man.

After hearing the news, the man signaling to the crowd behind Master Xiong, came out with a few men holding rope and sacks, walked to the corner together, leaned against the wall and waited.

The Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt a little uneasy, and he seemed to feel something was going to happen, which made him a little hesitant and slowed down. After a while, he felt the uneasiness was still as slight as before, far from reaching the previous A danger alert.

This made Zhang Xiaoqiang erroneously believe that there was an associate who coped with the thief behind the wall. Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out his pistol and put it on his lap, speeding up again. He already had confidence in his marksmanship, and three or five people did not put it on his In the eyes, the man in front has turned around the corner, Zhang Xiaoqiang is chasing behind, the road is very bumpy, the bumpy road makes Zhang Xiaoqiang a little distracted.

When he turned around the corner, a group of men looked at him with unsightly eyes, and made him wonder. Between him, he shouted and threw four men · · · · · · from his side

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head to see the side of the wall. Four men twisted their faces and rushed at him, two holding ropes, one holding a sack, and the man in the front with his hands empty and his arms spread out Bring him to him, four men want to catch him alive.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand held the pistol on his thigh like lightning. He hadn't raised it yet. The man who wanted to hug him was approaching. The man's hands bent into eagle claws were only a line away from his collar.

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s left hand suddenly flicked, smashing the man’s hands with a residual image, and his backhand was caught between the man’s throats. His five fingers tightened his strength instantly, and his huge hand made his left hand buckle the man’s throat. The larynx, the nails between the five fingers, as easily cut into tofu, inserted into the skin on the man's neck.

"Ha · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted, tearing a big mouth between the man’s throat, a **** throat pulled out of the meridian, and in the splash of blood, the man spouted a blood foam, rolled his eyes, and fell softly. On the edge of the wheelchair.

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s eyes stared at the three people behind him, his head and face were covered with blood, and his left hand was still clutching the throat with dripping blood. The gurgling blood flowed down like a stream, slowly revealing his throat Sensitive white.

The three men remained in a slamming posture, standing still, like three statues, their eyes showing a lot of fear. They had forgotten their task, only the throat and the blood above them.

"Go to · · · · · ·" came from a distance to awaken three people, they made a wild wolf-like howl, twisted facial features, like a ghost continued to pounce on Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Three gunshots, three men fell to the ground on their backs, eyes staring blankly at the sky, blood spilled from the gunshot on their foreheads.

At the same time, where is the wall around the camp.

"Where do you shoot? Where do you shoot?" The team leader of the four-pack heavy firepower team leaned on the seat and asked the team members above. The sound seemed not far from the camp, which made the team leader bored. interest.

"I don't know, we can't see it, it's in gathering place, maybe the guy inside is fighting, who knows?"

The warned players above didn’t see me for a long time. Most of their attention was focused on the market area and lakeside. They didn’t pay much attention to the people who left the market. Zhang Xiaoqiang left. They didn’t see it. Naturally they didn’t know Zhang Xiaoqiang. In distress.

"What's the matter? Where do you shoot?"

Huang Quan ran from the depths of the camp, armed with arms in his hands, wet hair, and some tiny white foam left on it. It seemed that Huang Quan was taking a shower and only ran away when he heard the gun body. come out.

"I don’t know, it’s nothing from us. It’s from gathering place. It’s probably someone who is fighting. Haha · · ·. Maybe the girls in the women’s barracks were attacked again?"

The team members above have nothing to do with themselves, and the way they hang high, the speculation about the women’s barracks makes him gloat. The team members all know about Uncle Yun and Taro, and they don’t have a cold for the women’s barracks.

Huang Quan heard that there might be something wrong with the women’s barracks, and he was stunned in the same place. His face was sullen. To say disgust, he hated the women’s barracks more than anyone else. Zhao Xiaobo , Thinking of the women’s barracks being breached, Zhao Xiaobo His heart was a little uncomfortable to be killed or something else.

Of course, it’s just uncomfortable. Huang Quan gave the female soldier camp a catty of fish and meat. He has done his best. Let him take the team to fight for others. He is unwilling. In the end, he sighed and turned back to the camp to continue washing. His bath.

The screen returns.

Dozens of people standing not far away were stunned. They stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang and the four corpses on the ground. In less than a minute, Zhang Xiaoqiang killed four people in a row, and the means were vicious~IndoMTL.com~ one of them The death was terrible, the flesh between the throats turned up, and the veneer of the cervical vertebrae could be seen vaguely, and the blood flowing from the rupture like a spring, flowing to the ground to form a blood stream and flowing under the wheelchair of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is staring closely at the dozens of men in front of him, slowly turning the wheelchair backwards, and the current person is Junjie. His body has not fully recovered, and dozens of men will come together and will not leave him too The time for more bullets, when dozens of people were scared by him, he slowly backed away, as soon as he reached the corner, his rescue will appear.

"Give me all, grab him five hundred pounds of rice each, three beautiful women · · · · · ·"

The sound of screaming was heard again in the crowd. The voice was Mandarin with a northern accent, without too much emotion. It was cold and penetrating. It made those stunned men recover. They did not dare to step forward, because Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his pistol again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang held a pistol and aimed at everyone in the front, glanced at the crowd, and wanted to find the leader who was hiding in the crowd, but unfortunately, that person was too cunning, and even the clothing corner was unwilling to be exposed to Zhang Xiaoqiang’s sight. in.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that dozens of people did not dare to move. He felt a little calm in his heart, put down his pistol and quickly turned the wheelchair, and swear in his heart that as long as his body was not fully recovered, he would never run around again.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to retreat, Master Xiong hiding in the crowd was anxious. Two sleeves flicked, two silver-grey pistols fell to the palm, and he raised his hand to shoot. Two gunshots sounded, standing in the crowd. If the two in front were shocked, some black and white objects were ejected from their heads, and they tilted their heads forward and slammed thump on the ground.

Two holes were punched into the back of the two men’s heads. Blood flowed out of the holes with their brains mixed together. Not far from them, the broken skull with hair fell aside, and sporadic brains were dotted around them.

"· · · · · · ·" if you don’t move"