The cold sweat slid down from Zhang Xiaoqiang's head until it dripped onto the clothes. He didn't dare to take a sigh of his face. His face was red, and S2 was listening to the movement not far from him. Fortunately, the fire would be S2. The sense of smell is destroyed. It doesn't know that Zhang Xiaoqiang is only five meters away from it. Zhang Xiaoqiang's weak breathing and the sound of the heart's beating are brought to the distance by the mountain wind.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang and S2 are deadlocked, a kind of cold stalemate that you can't see me. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the S2 in front of him and yelled at the merchant who erected the billboard. Actually, in order to save material, a bean curd residue was erected.

When I saw the billboard, I thought it was a metal sign that looked like plastic. Now it is confirmed that it is a billboard with the shape of iron as a plastic. The big hole above is almost the epitaph of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was lying on the ground and felt that every second was so long. He remembered to find the dagger in the old man, and slowly touched his hand on the back waist. Zhang Xiaoqiang was afraid that he had misplaced the position, gently lying on the ground and turned over, and once again touched the back of the other side, or wood? Zhang Xiaoqiang was in a hurry and is now an empty-handed party.

He began to rush as soon as he breathed, and the rapid breathing caused the attention of S2. It stopped and listened quietly. When it stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed in the lungs and dared not spit it out. S2 listened quietly, Zhang Xiaoqiang The feeling of suffocation is getting stronger and stronger, and the sound of the heart beats. The Zhang Xiaoqiang only feels that the sound of the heart beats in his ear. He looks at S2 and prepares to fight with S2 before he is killed. Even if you die, you die like a man, being killed by yourself? Is there a more awkward death than this?

Fortunately, S2 listened for a while and began to listen to other places. Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly spit out the turbidity in his chest and slowly sucked the fresh air into the lungs. After a dozen or so laps, he felt suffocated. Feeling slowly diminished.

Looking at the S2 Zhang Xiaoqiang in front of me, remembering where he put the dagger? A flash in the brain, Zhang Xiaoqiang wiped the dagger after eating rice last night, Yang Keer ridiculed the dagger ugly, Zhang Xiaoqiang in order to satirize her not knowing the goods, gently at the corner of the table, the wooden table corner is like being cut The open tofu fell to the ground and saw Yang Keer's eager gaze, and Zhang Xiaoqiang turned back to his body.

In the morning, it seems that Yang Keer took the initiative to ask himself to get up. It seems that she has never seen her take the initiative to wake up after she has known her for so long. This time she woke up in front of herself. I still remember that when she got up, she took the initiative to take clothes for herself, and so on? Take the initiative to take clothes for yourself? She has never been heartless, how can she take the initiative to give her clothes?

"@#¥%¥#@¥%·······" Zhang Xiaoqiang yelled at Yang Keer in his heart. Needless to say, the dagger was given her a chance to collect it. Is this **** and so fast?

S2 listened to the movement for a long time and did not find Zhang Xiaoqiang lying on its side, some rush, Zhang Xiaoqiang lying on the ground is also anxious, now if there is a horn gun in hand, it is not a piece of cake to clean up? But he can only lay dead dogs on the ground without weapons.

The frequency of S2 moving back and forth accelerated, and slowly moved to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side. "Opportunity!" Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart moved, his right leg jerked up on the leg bend of S2, and S2 was suddenly coming from the big ankle. A few steps before the fall, Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled a few times toward the opposite side of S2 and slammed it on its legs again. S2 was finally stumbled to the ground.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang turned over, he rode on the back of S2, and tied several big fists on his head. Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s fist was not a hoe. He did not practice the iron sand palm. His attack was ineffective for S2. S2 was Zhang Xiaoqiang. After pressing on the ground, he began to struggle. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that the strength of the S2 under his body was not small. He almost slammed himself down from his back.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is now riding a tiger and can only listen to the fate of human beings. What else can he do besides suppressing it and waving his fist?

As Zhang Xiaoqiang’s fists waved and fell again and again, his physical strength began to be consumed a lot, and the S2 struggle under his body was even more fierce. In the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang used his two hands to live in his head to be slightly better.

Zhang Xiaoqiang held S2's head in his death and his body swelled up and down with the waist of S2. Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed in the heart of S2's head. "Yang Keer, they should never appear. The scene is really too much." What?"

I don't know why Zhang Xiaoqiang found that all the zombies are full of physical strength. The higher the degree of evolution, the more so. The last time D2 let Zhang Xiaoqiang and it honed for a long time, now this semi-discrete S2 Zhang Xiaoqiang also began to feel powerless.

S2's head suddenly swayed from side to side and struggled to control Zhang Xiaoqiang's palm. Zhang Xiaoqiang naturally did not like it. Both hands jerked hard, and the zombie's head slammed on the concrete floor underneath.

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s eyes lit up. He grabbed the zombie’s head and smashed it to the concrete floor again. He saw the zombie’s head being grabbed by Zhang Xiaoqiang and smashed down on the cement road. The S2 was struggling and the S2 struggled more and more vigorously. Zhang Xiaoqiang Knowing that this was the last struggle before his death, he became more careful, his legs were statically gripping the S2's waist, even if the knees were stuck on the concrete floor.

The cement floor under the S2 head has turned black, and various black skin and muscles are scattered on the ground. The struggling of S2 is getting smaller and smaller until it stops struggling. Zhang Xiaoqiang feels that the S2 underneath has no movement but no care. Repeatedly sweeping its head to the concrete floor.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang really didn't have the strength to stop again, S2's head had turned into a rotten tomato, and the eyebrows in the middle of his head collapsed. The yellow brain and black blood slowly leaked out along the crack. Zhang Xiaoqiang sat. It took a while for him to slow down. When he stood up, he was sore. Today's S2 encounter made him realize that he couldn't care about any evolutionary zombies. If he was not careful, his life would be explained here.

Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't even want to go back and find his own sword. He is very tired. He just wants to lie down on the bed and take a nap. He kicks the S2 on the ground, and the S2 does not move. lightnovelpub.net~ S2 can climb from the fire. It was too deep to knock down his image, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was afraid that it would be dead again. Picking up a brick on the side of the road and slamming it on the back of S2.

"嘶~~~~~~" S2's hindbrain was shot open with a big hole. It smashed from the ground and didn't look for Zhang Xiaoqiang's trouble. Like the flies that had lost their heads, they smashed around until they suddenly knocked down one. The back wall of the restaurant's kitchen fell, watching the S2 still twitching on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang lost the bricks.

"Small sample, still want to install in front of the brother? Can not shoot you!" Zhang Xiaoqiang reflexively walked to the yard, S2 will be dead, and the vitality is even stronger than Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang does not want to be lazy, must cut his head to be willing .

After picking up the weapon, Zhang Xiaoqiang cut off the zombie's head and returned to the house to see that Yang Keer could be ready to go out.

"Yeah! You are back! I am still going to call you to eat!" Yang Keer saw Zhang Xiaoqiang come back with a high heart, at least she did not have to run again, Yuan Yi saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang found that something was wrong, Zhang Xiaoqiang was tired, body Dirty, black stains everywhere on the chest and legs, and some black meat on the face.

"You eat first, I go to sleep." Zhang Xiaoqiang said as he entered the door. Yuan Yi saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang's pace was awkward. He then took him to the bedroom and let him sit down in the chair.

"I am going to fetch water for you to wash!" The voice of Yuan Yi’s clear and mellow voice came from the ear. Zhang Xiaoqiang only felt that the eyelids had a fight and nodded. Then a darkness came.

When he opened his eyes again, he was lying down on the bed, his body was smooth and slick, only a quilt wrapped around him, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the beam on the roof, remembering that D2 and hundreds of zombies were burned in the morning. I remembered that I was attacked in the market, and I remembered that I was entangled with S2 and desperate for the last vitality.