Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang quietly lie in the shade of the trees looking at the sky, and the rush of breath spurts out from the nostrils as the chest rises and falls. The right hand is sore and painful. At that time, the pain of hemp is like a wave of tides. It seems that the right hand is now cooked in a hot oil pan.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the pain of his right hand. He just looked at the sky. It seems that the state of mind has not recovered from the fight. The short and fierce fight also consumed most of his physical strength. Now he is lying on the ground and his fingers are too lazy to move. Until the eyelids printed a small girl with a small smile.

"Uncle, you are so good, I will die at once, you have to turn over and roll for so long to kill? And ah! The one you killed is only a little smaller than mine."

Yang Keer looked at his eyes in the face of Zhang Xiaoqiang, his face full of naughty smiles.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned a blank eye to her: "Standing and speaking, no pain, is it that the little girl has a pig's foot aura, how can these two things only find me not to find her?"

Yang Keer squats around Zhang Xiaoqiang and wraps his right hand. Zhang Xiaoqiang is lying on the ground and holding a dead dog. He looks at the thick canopy on his head and thinks: "I have no luck in my own life! I won’t say it before I meet Yang Keer. After encountering her, the connection was unlucky. In the evening, the camp was almost killed by the mutant beast. In the small building, I was almost killed by the night, and the rain was almost pulled to death. Now I want to take the cold and almost be killed by that thing."

"Don't Yang Keer's little girl commit a crime in Tianzhu Lonely Star? Follow her and it will be unlucky." Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully looked at the busy little girl thinking about it.

Yang Keer looked up and saw Zhang Xiaoqiang looking at her, and she showed a bright smile to Zhang Xiaoqiang. The white cheeks were flushed by the heat around him, like a delicious red apple. The big eyes that were smiled into crescent moons contained a pool of clear springs, and then they were smiled and scattered with a little starlight. With two small dimples and two small tiger teeth, it seems that Yang Keer at this moment is super cute!

In an instant, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s heart of the otaku was detonated by the fascinating face of Yang Ke’s face. From head to toe, there was a chicken sensation: “The little girl is mine, and no one can take her away.” Zhang Xiaoqiang is facing the otaku. God swears!

"Hey!!! I lightly, you are bandaging me, not giving the pig's hooves hair back!" Zhang Xiaoqiang was interrupted by the pain of his right hand, and complained to Yang Keer.

"Okay, I know! This doesn't blame me. I haven't gotten this stuff before, but who told you to make yourself so miserable? I don't know how to love myself!" Yang Keer puts his movements on his mouth. I complained that there was a little wife who complained about her husband’s feelings.

In fact, Zhang Xiaoqiang still enjoys Yang Keer's little complaints. A person has lived alone for many years, and his heart has become solitary. Now he is alive with the little girl's fight. Yang Keer squatted and cautiously scrubbed the wound, applied the medicine, and wrapped it with gauze.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was lying under the shade of the tree and felt the coldness on the ground. Even the pain of his right hand could not be felt. He didn't want anything in his head, just quietly feeling the moment.

"Uncle, okay! Look at your satisfaction and dissatisfaction!" Yang Ker's voice shocked this rare ease.

"Hey? So fast?" Zhang Xiaoqiang really opened his eyes and some reactions did not come.

"Well! Uncle, look at it, my craft is like this!" Yang Keer urged on the side and seemed to hope to get Zhang Xiaoqiang's praise.

how to say? Zhang Xiaoqiang’s right hand now looks very vicissitudes and is really vicissitudes.

The whole right hand is wrapped like a stunted wild Yamanashi. It is not a concave piece here or a raised piece. There are three gauze joints. I think Yang Keer himself found that the bag was not wrapped in the package. The place is all inclusive. I re-applied the patch with gauze and looked at a layer of gauze. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that the right hand seemed to weigh a half pound.

There is no bow, no lipstick, but it is written by a little girl with a pen that doesn't know where to find the red signal pen: "Can be produced." The heart-shaped logo below also looks like an anti-counterfeiting trademark.

"I can barely pass, I am not allowed to continue to work hard." Zhang Xiaoqiang reluctantly made a serious smile on Yang Keer.

"Well! I know!" Yang Keer is also very satisfied.

"Yes, but Uncle! The gauze doesn't seem to be awkward!" Yang Keer turned and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang's right arm and said.

"Well! I know, I will find a way!" Zhang Xiaoqiang assured him with no expression, but his heart was crying: "That is a full gauze of gauze!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that the rest of the rest just stood up. The sleeves of the left hand had been bitten into a broken net by the thing. Even the animal skin inlaid in the sleeves was bitten everywhere. I saw these Zhang Xiaoqiang sucking a cold breath. The animal skin is not hurt even with the saber! If you bite directly on your body, you can't cover the bones!

In my heart, I was glad that I was not lazy to put the animal skin on my clothes. Go to the corpse of the thing and look at it carefully. The size of the thing is almost the same as that of the dog in the countryside. The body is very slender, the body is round, the limbs are short and thick, the legs and the body are disproportionate, almost one to five or so. Very weird.

One of the heads was smashed by Yang Keer's blood, leaving only the chin and the neck. One of Zhang Xiaoqiang’s fists was barely able to see the appearance, and his head was round. The tail is long and fluffy, reaching about one-half of the body~www.readwn.com~ looks a lot like African cockroaches.

"Uncle, what is this?" Yang Keer was curious about using the beast gun to poke the body.

"Well! Looked very familiar, and then a little bit like a weasel like to steal chicken in the countryside, there is also a place called Huang Daxian." Zhang Xiaoqiang thinks of the wall of the weasel skin that I saw at home when I was young. .

"Can you eat?" Yang Keer seems to want to try the game.

"I don't know, should I be able to eat?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was somewhat uncertain. He had not hit the weasel before his father was hunting.

"Was the weasel bite? Why is it in the tree? Does the weasel climb the tree?" Yang Keer regarded Zhang Xiaoqiang as '100,000 why'. Keep on asking.

"..." Zhang Xiaoqiang is depressed.

Yang Keer held a small knife in his hand that he did not know where to find it. He did not despise the **** stench on the weasels, and they cramped and peeled them. It seems that there is potential for turning to a clever woman.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand was hung on his chest. He looked at Yang Keer's busy heart and was slightly gratified. It was just a little strange how Yang Keer was like a jingle cat. From time to time, he would come up with some strange things, and she didn't know that she was hiding in the weekdays. where?

The sound of the "吱吱" tree uploading something, Yang Keer and Zhang Xiaoqiang are attracted by the sound, Yang Keer holds the horn gun, Zhang Xiaoqiang hides behind a pair of ‘I am a wounded ‘.

The sound of "吱吱" continues to come, calling for something, seems to be anxious?

Not long after, three small round heads were found on the trunk, and three little weasels, which were bigger than the mice, showed their bodies and their eyes were shining brightly under the tree.

"Wow! So cute!" Yang Keer screamed loudly, and the three little weasels were shrunk back by Yang Keer’s voice.

"The downside is that we enter their territory and they will attack?" Zhang Xiaoqiang understood.