Apocalypse Cockroach: Forty-seven kill me

On this desolate night, the campfire roasted his chest. Whole body warmly, by this warm Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned on Yang Ke'er wondering whether to sleep again.

Yang Ke'er is sleeping with Zhang Xiaoqiang leaning against the wall. Zhang Xiaoqiang can hear the smooth and long breath of Yang Ke'er. A slight warm air is spraying on his neck, a very comfortable and comfortable feeling.

The horizon has begun to faintly white, and the night is about to pass. Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly feels that his body is not right, ‘very wrong’.

There are countless needles and acupuncture points on the meridian points of the whole body, and there is no place on the whole body that is not sore and sore. Then it was like millions of ants crawling on the body, drilling into the skin, into the flesh, into the bones until they reached the marrow.

Itchy~ Itchy everywhere! From the top of the head to the bottom of the foot from the skin to the bone marrow there is no place not itchy.

It’s the same with Wan Ting’s body, and with the annoying itch, it seems that there is still a current flowing around the bone gap. Bringing up bursts of numbness, as if holding a coil of copper coils discharging around.

It is more tormenting than the unspeakable pain of being sore and numb compared to the pain of being naked or naked. Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to shout out loud to vent this weird feeling of torture. I couldn't scream, there was no place to control myself on my body, and even the blink of an eye felt difficult.

Yang Ke'er was awakened by Zhang Xiaoqiang in his arms, and Zhang Xiaoqiang shivered involuntarily, like a pendulum.

"What's wrong?" Yang Ke'er was a little sleepy.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is speechless, but he knows that this is his quirky ability to heal quickly. The injury was relatively light before, so he didn’t feel strong. A good night's sleep will return to the beginning, but the amount of food will become very large.

"What's the matter with you? wu wu wu~~~~~" Zhang Xiaoqiang was speechless, Yang Ke'er was very anxious, crying anxiously.

Zhang Xiaoqiang shuddered with closed eyes, looking painful. Yang Ke'er hugged him tightly in his arms and touched his forehead with his small face to feel his temperature.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has no awareness of the outside world, but just quietly endured this feeling of itchiness and bloating. As time slowly passed, it began to feel better, at least to take a breath.

"Go" Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes and spit out a word.

"What?" Yang Ke'er hurriedly put his ear over when he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang responding.

"Cooking · · requires at least · · and at least ten people's meal · · ·" Zhang Xiaoqiang said intermittently. ,

"??????" Yang Ke'er really couldn't figure out Zhang Xiaoqiang had already done so and asked her to cook.

"Hurry up, don't worry about me" Zhang Xiaoqiang urged, the body has slowly recovered, and speaking is no longer laborious.

"Oh" Yang Ke'er sees Zhang Xiaoqiang and begins to recover, and his speech is organized. He let him lie flat on the ground and started to work awkwardly.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lay quietly, the sky was starting to shine, and the blue sky was cloudless, like a pure and huge sapphire hanging overhead.

The numbness and itchiness slowly receded, and a hungry sensation like flames came from inside! Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that his strength had recovered and suddenly climbed up from the ground.

The bonfire was burned by Yang Ke'er with a few pieces of firewood, and a pot of rice was cooked on a simple stove made of triangular iron. Yang Ke'er's face is being stirred with a spoon.

Zhang Xiaoqiang can't wait to climb into the car to find some cooked food to eat first.

"Comfortable!!!" Sighing while touching his stomach, seven previously made chickens were eaten, and a large pot of half-cooked rice was eaten. Zhang Xiaoqiang has recovered its former dragon spirit.

"You didn't sleep much last night, go to bed first. I'll do something!" Zhang Xiaoqiang took the rare initiative to care about Yang Ke'er.

"Oh" Yang Ke'er felt too sleepy, climbed into the carriage and slept with the quilt on.

"It's time to calculate the ledger!" Zhang Xiaoqiang murmured and walked towards Xie Yuanshan.

Xie Yuanshan was lying on the ground like a dead dog. There was no movement. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood and watched quietly. The clothing on his limbs had been invaded by blood, and there was a foul smell on his body. Xie Yuanshan was a little confused, and his mouth groaned painfully.

Tear the gauze from your hand, the wound is completely closed, and a dark brown scar shell remains on it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang dragged the collar of Xie Yuanshan with his right hand to the door of the food factory.

"Ah~~~" Xie Yuanshan was shaken and refreshed, and the screams also had some strength.

Open the door, there are several broken legs zombie lying on the door, it should be caused by the **** smell of the night, Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored zombie.

Dragging Xie Yuanshan around zombie to the open space near the fence, throwing Xie Yuanshan to the open space, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood by and waited.

Xie Yuanshan no longer cares about how Zhang Xiaoqiang treats him, it may be thought that it will die at most. He hummed himself, trying to relieve some pain.

The sun came out and climbed slowly, the golden sunlight slowly spread out, and the light spot moved to this side at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

When the whole body of Zhang Xiaoqiang was bathed in the sun, the broken legs zombie also arrived~IndoMTL.com~Xie Yuanshan also saw the zombies, and became excited. Looking at the mouth of Zhang Xiaoqiang, I want to talk one by one.

The words "give me · · give me · · happy · · · kill me · · ·" these words took him a lot of energy, and he said panting.

Zhang Xiaoqiang just stood by and watched, said nothing and did nothing.

zombie is not a few meters away from him, he is terrified, Zhang Zhang panic. The body wriggled backwards like a huge maggot, and big sweaty beads of soybeans sprang up from his forehead and then fell like raindrops.

Finally, he was overtaken, and one zombie climbed up to his leg, two claws hugged his left calf at once, biting it down across his pants legs.

"Ah~~~~~" The last eruption before he died made his potential all burst out, and the screams were full of breath.

A zombie hugged his head to bite on his ear, zombie lightly. The ear was torn off by zombie with his teeth.

Zhang Xiaoqiang squatted on the ground and vomited violently. What it eats in the morning has been digested by a black hole-like stomach. Now I can only spit bitter water.

The Xie Yuanshan was not dead yet, and screams came in bursts. Hearing his scream, Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed to remember the scene of zombie eating him. He squatted on the ground and began to vomit again.

Xie Yuanshan was finally silent, and Zhang Xiaoqiang took a rest for a while before taking a break. This time I feed Xie Yuanshan to zombie. I don’t know whether to torture him or torture myself. Anyway, I can’t see the scene. I admire Yang Ke'er. She didn’t vomit to see her boyfriend eaten.

"Is it a horror movie to see that the realm is coming? Small scene?" Zhang Xiaoqiang is puzzled.

Solve those broken legs zombie, Zhang Xiaoqiang before returning to tricycle, Yang Ke'er wrapped in quilt sleeping Masaka, with a slight smile on his face, want to have a good dream!