Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang was sitting on the ground and his body was shrunk. Take out the instant noodles and use the teeth to bite the package and send it to the stomach. After eating five or six bags, he was relieved. He slammed his fist into the right hand and summed up the gains and losses of today.

"It’s good to be at home for a long time, and it’s hard to go out for half a day!!!" The sinister troubles encountered today are more than the sums he had encountered in the last half of his life, even if he was too late to compete with the mutant cat. The ups and downs of the situation also made Zhang Xiaoqiang feel extraordinarily exhausted.

Zhang Xiaoqiang also admire himself. He can always escape when he is in a mortal crisis. The following corpse is not as harmful as D2, which is as fierce as a tank. Just let him break his forehead. ‘

“Do I also have the potential to be a pig's foot?” Zhang Xiaoqiang thought with gusto.

"Oh..." The roof of the building was knocked open, and a black shadow came over to this side. The sky is dark, and nothing can be seen on the black roof of the building. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know if the zombie was one of the corpses downstairs. He pulled out the iron gun and greeted him. When he was approaching, he was tripped by the bracket of a solar water heater under his feet. He fell to the ground. "Isn't it enough to play with me today?" Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed God. .

The iron gun in his hand stabbed the zombie, but unfortunately he lay on the ground with no force, and the gun was stabbed on the calf's calf. Slightly blocked the pace of the zombies, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a knee on one knee and put the iron gun between the calves of the zombies. The zombies lost their weight and fell to the ground.

"Oh..." Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled the gun from the head of the zombie.

During the time he killed the zombies, there was no second zombie to the top of the building, leaving Zhang Xiaoqiang slightly relieved. On the top of the building, he couldn’t see his fingers. He touched the lighter and wanted to see the fire and see the zombies. Unfortunately, the wind upstairs was too big, and the fire could not be spotted.

Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out his chin and pulled out the zombie's chin and dragged it into the corridor. Close the wooden door leading to the top of the building and separate the cold wind from the cold door. I took out a lighter and ignited it. With a faint glaze, he saw the face of the zombies.

This is a female zombie, the face is dry and black and thin and can not see the original face, the clothing on the body has not been damaged, a fashionable, colorful red down jacket is worn on the body, wearing a pair of matte jeans underneath, "before life should be compared Young." Zhang Xiaoqiang made a conclusion.

Zhang Xiaoqiang touched the wall and came to the seventh floor. He used a **** to smash a few security doors and did not respond. Touching the wall and walking down, he is not afraid of zombies in the stairwell. He stayed upstairs for such a long time. The zombies should have been attracted to him early. The blood on his body is their navigation lights.

On the stairs on the fourth floor, I stepped on a soft thing on my feet, and everything was black and lacquered. Zhang Xiaoqiang was so scared that the whole body was cold and the chicken skin was picked up! Invisible to make him fear, this fear of the unknown exceeds his fear of D2.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stepped back two steps by the stairs and sat on the stairs. He took out a lighter and took photos of Zhang Xiaoqiang. The faint flame was stunned by the breath of rapid breathing. A milky woman's small bag lie quietly on the stairs. He let out a sigh of relief and picked up his bag and rummaged.

A key, a wallet, some foundation lip gloss mascara, and then a nail clipper such as a nail clipper, pick up the wallet and open it with an ID card, a few bank cards, and a few hundred dollars. A young pretty young woman smiles on the ID card, "Cao Xiuyun, May 12, 1984" This should be abandoned by the zombies killed by Zhang Xiaoqiang on the roof!

"She should live here, there must be a key to the key in the key." Fortunately, at least not on the concrete floor overnight.

"Oh..." The lighter was thrown to the ground by him, burning for too long and some hot. Zhang Xiaoqiang re-examined a bright light from the bag and went down to the fourth floor to try the key. "No," and went to the third floor "not yet." "Is it upstairs?" He returned to the fifth floor, and the "咔" security door was opened. He carefully entered the living room.

The living room is large and the decoration is relatively simple. Zhang Xiaoqiang found a flashlight on the entrance shelf and tried it. Looking around with a flashlight, this family uses a three-bedroom, one-bedroom structure, a master bedroom, a study room, and a children's room.

On the small bed in the children's room, there is a small boy's corpse. The boy is about five or six years old. He is only skinny and has a skinny bone. He is lying on the bed with his fists, like a mummy.

"It should be starved to death." Zhang Xiaoqiang did not look away. There are too many tragedies in the last days. Who knows if tomorrow will happen to you? He also didn't have the heart to be sentimental. He kept tossing up and down for a day. "Too tired." Zhang Xiaoqiang went to the master bedroom and lay down on the wide Simmons to close his eyes. This night he slept on someone else's bed, lying next to a dry corpse, he did not care.

The morning light shone on Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyelids. He opened his eyes and looked awkward, as if he was still lying on his bed, when he saw strange living rooms, strange curtains, and strange quilts. He remembered that he slept in a stranger's house, remembered the corpse next door, and remembered that he escaped again and again yesterday.

Zhang Xiaoqiang got out of bed~www.readwn.com~ The body was sorely sore, and the stomach began to scream, reminding him of the energy. Go to the kitchen, the ground is full of all kinds of snack bags and yogurt bottles, standing in the kitchen like standing on the garbage.

Open the refrigerator, all kinds of ingredients are placed neatly, only because the time is too long, most of them deteriorate. There are still a lot of frozen meat and sausage in the frozen layer below. The power outage time is not long and the ice is not. Zhang Xiaoqiang also found a lot of rice flour in the kitchen closet, and some cornmeal, mung bean noodles and other coarse grains.

"Now the child! Jiaosheng, I am as big as he will scrambled eggs." Zhang Xiaoqiang was amused by the little boy staring at the white rice noodles.

This household is home to natural gas. If you try it, you should stop it. Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around in the kitchen and found a small gas tank in the corner behind the cabinet. "Good luck." Open the firearm, "啪..." The blue flame burns.

Make a hearty breakfast with the rest of the ingredients in the fridge. The rice and all the dishes that were eaten by a pot of seven or eight people were eaten by Zhang Xiaoqiang. I felt a full stomach when I touched my stomach. "I am a rice bucket?" Something incredible. Touching the forehead, the wound that broke yesterday was already scarred.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took a bath in the living room with a bucket of water and put on a clean dress of the male owner. Spread the flour in the kitchen into a pastry, cook all the frozen meat, and put it in a bag and put it in the backpack.

Packed up and went out to the first floor. I saw the dense zombies outside the public security door. The zombies smelled Zhang Xiaoqiang and waved their arms into the gap between the fences.

The zombies outside the iron gate were crowded and a tall figure was revealed. "D2" Zhang Xiaoqiang screamed out two words.

"Oh..." The iron gate was a little distorted, and he turned and ran upstairs.