Apocalypse Cockroach: Thirty-two creepy exchanges five/five more

"wu wu wu · · · · · · · · · · ·" suddenly blocked the Yan Huairen struggling, struggling very hard, he knows that his opportunity is coming, he is not as gloomy as Takahashi, and he knows why at the current stage Talking about ten thousand and ten thousand, he shouldn't fight the idea of ​​the three girls. Does the appearance of Takahashi mean that there is a worse scum than him that makes Zhang Xiaoqiang vent his anger?

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the anomaly of Yan Huairen, hesitated for a moment nodded, and a team member stepped forward to tear off the mouth cloth in Yan Huairen's mouth.

"This big brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong, you took my life, I report to you, I report to you · · · · · ·"

Yan Huairen screamed and interrupted Takahashi’s complacent, Zhang Xiaoqiang swept the crying Yan Huairen with the corner of his eyes, nodded.

“I’m not a thing, I’m really not a thing, Takahashi is not a thing, I collect taxes, but I can give those women a way to live, not let others abuse them too much, but Takahashi It was the initiative to ask others to abuse his maiden, forcing the girl under the age of 13 to pick up the guests without saying that he himself practices his own maiden, it is really not as good as a beast · · · · ·"

Takahashi's face paled in an instant. He suddenly found that he had done a stupid thing. Yan Huairen must have a reason to say so. What is the real reason?

Takahashi hurriedly pushed her daughter out, turned and ran back, and the little girl like wood fell back to Zhang Xiaoqiang with their hands, just blocked their sight, and waited until the little girl was hugged by the team members, that high The bridge had flashed through two shacks, and it was about to get into the lively crowd in the distance.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took out his pistol and aimed at Takahashi’s back. He was hesitant. The level of his pistol was really stinky. There was a crowd full of people watching it. What if he was injured accidentally? He still can't treat human life like a mustard.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was hesitating, but Takahashi did not hesitate. He made a miserable howl and flew back to the sky. Zhang Xiaoqiang keen eyesight clearly saw Takahashi back and forth before and after flying back. A man kicked Takahashi’s chest Kick him back, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't go to watch the flying Takahashi, he stared at the man and wanted to look carefully.

The man seemed to know that he had caused the idea, and he stepped back and fell into the crowd. In a glance, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw his shirt clearly, which was a paratrooper combat uniform. Although it was broken, he could still see the blue above it. Camouflage.

Takahashi's rushed players came back and threw them at the foot of Zhang Xiaoqiang and groaned. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't go to see the dead dog's miscellaneous ·. He looked at Gao Jingjing again.

Gao Jingjing is right next to his wheelchair. The hollow pupil reflects Zhang Xiaoqiang's face. She seems to know that Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at her again, with a slightly bruised small mouth saying something:

"Give me the food, I will let you fight, give me the food, I will let you dry, as long as you give me the food, you can do whatever you want · · · · ·"

Girls are like automatic recorders. They say those words all the time. When Zhang Xiaoqiang turns to look at the hopeful Yan Huairen and the trembling Takahashi, the girl does not have the reflection of Zhang Xiaoqiang in her eyes, and then automatically Stopped.

Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly at Yan Huairen and nodded to him: "Well, what you said is very valuable. In order to thank you for the information, I will not let you die alone · · · ·" finished, Yan Huairen Blocked by the team members again, Yan Huairen was horrified, like a dying carp twirling on the ground and slamming.

"Do you want food?" Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Gao Jingjing again and asked her.

"You give me food, I am yours. You can do whatever you want, I can do whatever you want. · · · ·" The girl heard the food, her eyes lighted up a little, and her speech became clearer. It was so weak just now.

Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the meow standing next to her. Before the meow had responded, Zhang Xiaoqiang robbed her snack biscuits in her small satchel.

"Do you want this?" Zhang Xiaoqiang shook the cookie in her hand in front of her eyes.

"Give me what you want · · ·" The girl’s eyes are filled with cookies, staring at the right hand of Zhang Xiaoqiang without blinking,

"I give you cookies, you let me kill your father, OK." Zhang Xiaoqiang continued to shake the snacks in his hand, and gently said in his mouth creepy words.

"You give me whatever you want, give me · · · · ·"

The girl did not refute Zhang Xiaoqiang’s request, only the bag of cookies in her eyes.

The biscuits were finally put into the girl’s hands. The girl tore the packaging with her teeth and gnawed like a wolf. She ignored the father who was crying painfully beside her, and it was Yan Huairen who howled with Gaoqiao The place of howling is a wooden post with thick arms.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has never been soft-hearted, and he never knew what it means to be forgiving and forgiving. The torture he used was called "mouth laughter", which was the ancient stake punishment, which inserted the chrysanthemum of the prisoner into the wooden stick. Let him sit on a wooden stick and sink slowly. His punishment is extremely miserable than other torture. I believe that as long as it is not suffered, no man will like this thing.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is murdered and executed in a large public, and he has no fear of being seen by a child, causing psychological shadows. He has no scruples. In this Doomsday, you are not ruthless, do you wait until others are poisoned by you?

The look of Yan Huairen and Takahashi's pain and despair fell into Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, making him happy, but turning his head to see Gao Jingjing standing next to him and enjoying the pain of the two with him, there was nothing to bear.

Gao Jingjing feels that Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at her again, and she will say what she said to Zhang Xiaoqiang before she opened her mouth, which was swallowed back by Bing Han in the eyes of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"I will give you a lot of food~IndoMTL.com~, so that you will not be hungry all your life, you have to support yourself with your own hands, you know?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang watched Gao Jingjingman in a serious voice, with a long tone, seeming to be warning or persuading.

Gao Jingjing looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang woodenly. She was puzzled. She didn’t understand the meaning of work. She was too young.

"In the future, you are not allowed to use your body to change food for others. You have to work, like other women, don’t let other men beat you, or let other men lie on you. Food can only Earn it by hand, you know?"

This time Gao Jingjing nodded and turned his head to see Takahashi tortured.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is very satisfied with today’s harvest, and he disposes of two top-notch scum, which makes him happy. He also knows that the scum in gathering place is not counted. As long as he is not touched by him, he is too lazy to take care of others. Gossip.

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s handling of two scumbags did not make those poor people afraid, especially Yan Huairen. He lived so comfortably by sucking the woman’s blood. The women here hated him. If they were not taking Zhang Xiaoqiang into consideration, They really wanted to rush over to bite the meat off that Yan Huairen body.

Zhang Xiaoqiang dealt with Gao Jingjing so that women with children can see hope and hope for their children to live. The first woman appeared, she was holding a baby who was still in her baby, this baby probably It is not yet a year old. It is an Doomsday baby born after Doomsday. The woman is not too young. She is in her thirties, the way she walks, and the facial expressions she gazes at Zhang Xiaoqiang are quite satisfactory. She did not flinch, proving that she was a highly educated woman who understood etiquette.

"I can’t come up with anything. I beg you to accept my child. I don’t have milk · water. I just ask you to give him a porridge of rice porridge. I don’t ask you to feed me as long as the child can survive. Good · · · · ·"