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Zhang Xiaoqiang had a numbness in his chest after he vomited blood. He felt that it was not very painful. He knew that it suddenly smashed and waited until a moment of intense pain would come. Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to stand up. Just after a move, his chest is sulking and he almost can't come up. Zhang Xiaoqiang whispered: "It's finished...".

He couldn’t walk. He couldn’t walk if he couldn’t walk. He squatted on the ground and moved to the door with his limbs. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s palm fell to the ground full of rice, and his legs and feet climbed forward with force. He has no intention to care about what D2 is doing now. His eyes are fixed on the open Kumen. From time to time, there is a rice bag flying over his head and squatting around. From time to time, there are loose rice bags from him. Falling down on his head, or falling behind him, or falling in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang seems to have no sense of consciousness. He didn't even look up and look at it. He just stared at Kumen and climbed out, as long as he still had a breath. I have to climb out. He doesn't even know what to do when he climbs out? He has no extra thoughts, and no emotions remain in his heart. He only knows that if he wants to live, he has to climb out first. As for climbing out? Why do you want to do this?

A pair of wounds, full of black blood and dried hands climbed outside Kumen, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up at the ground of various broken bodies, broken glass and blackened car parts, looking at the door 50 meters away from him, he His eyes are firm again. He set a new goal for himself. As long as he is not dead, he will climb out if he has a sigh of relief. Even if he is looking at Yang Keer, look at Yuan Yi again, or take another look at the sky outside the grain depot. Yeah.

Climbing through a body with a very different form of death, the palm of the hand was cut into a strip of blood by the broken glass on the ground, bypassing one or black or old car parts, Zhang Xiaoqiang crawled silently, he did not Knowing the passage of time, the blood continued to flow from the hand to the ground and was covered by his palm. On his way, he left a **** passage and a **** palm print.

A roar came from behind the storeroom, and then a tall and strong figure walked out of Kumen. It lifted a huge head and sniffed in the air, and did not hesitate to come to Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the heavy step on the ground caused A slight tremor, Zhang Xiaoqiang and D2 returned to the origin, but he is now unable to fight with D2, and D2 is still roughly intact, except that one eye is slowly seeping black blood.

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt the vibration of the ground beneath him. He didn’t react at all. He only looked at the front door and slowly climbed over there. His eyes flashed through a figure, and he was lying on the side of the car with his chest. Chen Yi, Chen Yi's mouth constantly oozing blood red foam, he looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes full of hope, when he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's D2 again, the hope in his eyes became desperate, he looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang's face Wry smile, now everyone is a look, they have become a dish in front of D2.

Zhang Xiaoqiang swept Chen Yi, his eyes stared at the front door again, his elbows and his palms continued to move the body forward on the broken glass. He didn’t know what he was doing for this purpose, maybe he wanted to look at the door again. Outside the world, except for the door Zhang Xiaoqiang, there is no other thought, he just climbed forward until he was shredded by D2.

The heavy footsteps behind him are getting closer and closer. It is the pace of death. D2 is the spokesperson of death in the world. Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed to the side of the beheaded body and saw that there was a small distance between the door. Zhang Xiaoqiang could not help but speed up the points. speed.

A bright red truck drove into the gate, and the huge car’s hair roared like the wild behemoth roaring in a low voice. Through the windshield, Yuan Yi could hold the steering wheel and her eyes stared at it. Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is crawling on the ground, has never seen Zhang Xiaoqiang so embarrassed. The only thing that can prove that he is Zhang Xiaoqiang is the old-fashioned satchel and military kettle that Zhang Xiaoqiang slanted across his body. After Zhang Xiaoqiang and D2’s circumstance, the body is no longer I couldn't see the original color, and the tears flowed out of Yuan Yi's beautiful glazed eyes.

Looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang who was looking at her on the floor, Yuan Yi’s mouth showed a smile. It was her man. The man who said to her, “You are my woman in the future!”, this man is only so overbearing, he I don't care about my own thoughts and never make sense. The man is so hard to get close, he uses every means to save his life to stay with him. The man is so gentle, he pity himself, and feel that he can really feel happiness as a woman. So proud of her, that is her man, the first man who broke into her heart, which let her escape, turned to face D2 alone, that terrible, let her chill, more than the devil Fear of monsters.

Looking at the floor, Zhang Xiaoqiang Yuan Yi smiled, tears kept falling, and flowed into her smiling mouth along the cheeks. She didn't want Zhang Xiaoqiang to see her crying. It was really ugly, but tears, it was disobedient. The flow of it, she wants to laugh, she let Zhang Xiaoqiang see her most beautiful look, can keep her in mind forever, even if he can not chase behind him, watching his back, his smile can stay He was silently accompanying him in his heart.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw Yuan Yi in the cab. He also smiled. He wanted to climb outside the door. Isn’t he just looking at her? I didn’t see Yang Keer’s regrets. I can see that Yuan Yi is also a good one. There are beautiful girls who are arrogant and weak in this bone. This girl who has a courage in the desperate fire, this face is dull forever. The girl who looked at her back behind her, this tearful tears asked herself not to care about her unclean girl, this girl who told him that he died and he did not live alone, he felt a strong heart The heat flow is the kind of warmth that makes him feel comfortable and feels the apex of the heart. This time it is so strong, just like a warm hot spring surrounded him, he feels his soul is clear. ~lightnovelpub.net~ There is no trace of dirt and dust in my heart. He can now truly and calmly face death.

Yuan Yi deeply looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and glanced at his shadow in the bottom of his heart. He stepped on the gas pedal and the big truck began to rush and rush forward, rubbing Zhang Xiaoqiang’s side and slamming into D2. Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his mouth and watched the big truck squirting black smoke from the side. He wanted to shout, but there was no sound in his throat. He looked at D2 and looked at it.

“Touch····” The body is bright red and bloody, and the D2 is tilted backwards. Yuan Yi looks at the D2 outside the windshield. He bites the throttle and pushes the throttle to the end. The big truck rushes forward with D2, D2. Being receded by the front of the car, it reacted to the two claws on both sides of the front of the car, but it was unable to stand still by the huge inertia of the car body. It was screaming wildly, it was afraid, it felt it hit it. The strength of something is bigger than it.

“Touch·····” The big truck hit the iron door of the warehouse with D2, and then it was placed on the cement wall. The large tire rubbed on the ground fiercely. The friction between the rubber tire and the concrete floor made the tire With black smoke, Yuan Yi sat in the cab and looked at the D2 outside. She had no cold in her eyes, and the scarlet in the eyes of crystal glass turned into blood.

D2 mad hair, it hits the windshield, the crystal clear glass with the impact of D2 covered with tortoiseshell cracks, with the D2's re-impact, the tortoise shell becomes a spider web, "touch" D2 Suddenly, the cracked glass hit the cab. Yuan Yi’s glass was knocked into the body. A piece of blood stained the glass in front of it, and a wiper was knocked from the windshield into her chest. Yuan Yi didn't take a look, just kept stepping on the gas pedal until her breathing became difficult, her consciousness began to blur, she fell on the steering wheel, and her soles were firmly on the gas pedal.