(Hey, I am guilty, I missed a big chapter, and TMD is the most critical section, forget it, send five chapters today)

Zhang Xiaoqiang put his head on the thigh of Shangguan Qiaoyun. Shangguan Qiaoyun was shocked by his movements, and his body was tightened until he slept on her legs like she did in the morning and looked at her legs. Zhang Xiaoqiang's tight body slowly relaxed, and the delicate and delicate palms gently touched his cheeks like the morning. The squid on his face was slightly itchy in the palm of her hand, but she didn't feel enough. Like, over and over, the palm of his hand was gently slid on his face, his eyes swept over his hands on his chest, and he saw the wounds in his hands criss-cross, and she gently grasped his right hand.

His back and palms are all kinds of wounds of different widths and widths. The dense wounds are like a thick web of spiders on his hands. It is a new wound on the old wound. Some of the skin near the wound is slightly twitching. It is caused by the pain of the wound. It may be because of the pain. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s hand wash is very sloppy, some wounds have dark mud, and some wounds are also inlaid with some rice grains. .

Looking at the criss-crossing wounds of Zhang Xiaoqiang, the tears fell from the eyes of Shangguan Qiaoyun, slipped over the cheeks to the chin, and condensed into a crystal-clear pearl on the chin, and the body suddenly fell to the face and lips of Zhang Xiaoqiang. on. He was too tired to feel the hot tears pouring on his face. He lay quietly on her lap with his eyes closed, smelling the fragrance of her body and sleeping more sweetly.

The car that suddenly stopped awakened Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was sleeping. He opened his eyes and looked up and looked out of the car. The team’s eyes went to the gate of the chicken farm. The door was closed and the door was still littered. The old furniture and wood were sealed to the door. Several yellow-skinned men held some wooden sticks and tools and held them against Zhang Xiaoqiang. Some of them were still screaming and shouting for rebellion to be free.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at everything in front of him and was a little worried. When he left in the morning, he was still very good. How did these cowards start rebelling now? Where are they courageous?

The people in front and the cowards were negotiating. If they didn’t say a few words, they would be smashed with bricks. Then they smashed the bricks and even smashed them into the windshield on Zhang Xiaoqiang’s car. Zhang Xiaoqiang The child is on fire, Yang Keer and Yuan Yizheng are going to rest and rehabilitate themselves. They haven’t eaten their mouths at noon. They are desperate in front. They are copying their homes in the back. Although they don’t know the reason, these cowards also evoke the real fire of Zhang Xiaoqiang. "Even D2 and S2, I have packed up and can't clean you up?", the poor people must have hatefulness, and Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't care if they don't have any hidden feelings and want to rush.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped, and the people inside dragged out two bodies, put two ropes around the neck of the body, and then hanged the two bodies on the iron gate. Both bodies were stripped of clothes, and the naked body was All kinds of scars, the limbs of the two bodies were cut down, even the birds and eggs of the lower body were cut off. Looking at the two bodies, the other men of Zhang Xiaoqiang’s team were afraid of the face. Retired to the back, the people inside saw the people outside were scared to start to get crazy. They held a variety of homemade weapons and screamed. Several people kept jumping behind the subway door and ran. From time to time, grabbing the fence of the iron gate, shaking the big iron gate, the mouth is screaming by the horrible people, the iron gate is shaken violently, and the two bodies hanging on the iron gate are also swinging, and there are still residuals from time to time. Blood dripped from the body, dripping onto the rusty iron gate, and adding a bright red color to the old iron door.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw who the owners of the two bodies were, one was the old Mao who was disabled by Yuan Yi, and the other was the old drunkard who guarded the chicken house. They died very miserably, very miserable. The eyes of the two are gone, leaving only two black holes in the eyes, the old drunkard still open his mouth, the teeth in his mouth are also knocked down, the body is full of whiplash, stick injury, cut, and even flame Burning, watching Zhang Xiaoqiang cold hair upside down, it is no wonder that the people in front are going backwards, it is personally seen and can not stand it.

Looking at the crazy men in the iron gate, Zhang Xiaoqiang really can't think of what makes them so crazy, even if they rebel to grab the food in the chicken farm, can these foods eat for a few days? After eating, do they have the courage to go outside and grab the zombie mouth? Is this their last madness?

Seeing this group of irrational men Zhang Xiaoqiang feel familiar, the scene has been seen before, seeing the Indonesian people in 1998 in the video screen, those crazy Indonesians treat their compatriots like this, burning, *, **** After killing and smashing the body, the people are swaying through the city. The Indonesians are applauding ~lightnovelpub.net~ Now their former compatriots are doing the same as the Indonesians*, what makes them so crazy? Can I get them to eat chicken feed for a few days? Or do they want to vent their inner madness together and then destroy them with others?

The people inside suddenly ran around like a bomb, and the sound of the roar was getting louder and louder. A cry of screaming and screaming into the sky, then a group of people carrying two wide planks to the front, two lying on the board. Personally, the two men were still twisting on the board, their limbs were nailed to the board, and the blood stained the boards under them.

On the board are a man and a woman, both of whom are lighted by clothes, so they are lying on the wooden board. The man is the gun that Yuan Yi stepped on his leg. The woman’s Zhang Xiaoqiang has never seen it. It is a thirty or forty. The middle-aged woman, who is very fat, has a layer of white meat on her belly and the two huge **** on her chest look really terrible. It is simply the Himalayas among women.

The wooden boards nailed to the guns were erected, and the guns screamed and asked them to give them a good time. But the group of people was crazy. They cut down the limbs of the cannons and castrated him. The eyes were also like the old cats. Dig up until his abdomen is broken (forget it, don't write it later, don't overdo it, and this is not my creation, remember that in 1989, every day on TV, these things were released, and the PLA officers and soldiers were being thuged. If you treat this, you will not be allowed to shoot because you get the order. In addition, the topic about 1989 is here.)

The corpse of the cannon was also hung on the iron gate, and the blood continued to drip until the iron gate and the ground under the body were completely reddened. The crowd on the side of Zhang Xiaoqiang screamed on the ground, and Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the body of the cannon. Disgusting, suddenly a figure with a fragrant incense fluttered into his arms, Shangguan Qiaoyun buried his head in Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms.