When Yuan Yi saw that he was shooting his back, the back of the town was walking in the back of the town, the back of the crying in the corner, the back of the sword and the big mouse, all The backs overlap and merge.

Looking at his not generous back, she wanted to be integrated with his back. She shot the last particle to the rat, and she threw her pistol behind him and hugged him. She decided, dying. Just die with him, and the thoughts in his mind quickly switch until the moment he freezes in the dark ammunition depot and takes his hand to the ammo box.

The rifle had already been shot by a small bullet and was thrown aside by him. The large-caliber pistol in his hand shot six bullets into the rat, and the desert eagle with the last bullet was pointed to the stack of neatly. 70mm high explosives.

A thin figure rushed over with a black pistol.

It was him, the guy who tied the black-framed glasses to the back of his head with a fine hemp rope. The long, frustrated Wang Chong, who looked very bullied, the guy who was read by Zhang Xiaoqiang as a worm, his body was thin and thin. He was thin and he picked up a 70mm high-explosive bomb, and his head did not return to the direction of the rat.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's line of sight followed his running figure until he saw him holding a high-explosive bomb weighing eight pounds and rushing into the overwhelming group of rats.

A big mouse climbed onto him and bit him. The yellow uniform on his body turned into a piece of red rag. He ignored the big mouse hanging on his body. He was smashed by the mouse. The pain caused by the wound was ignored. His body was paralyzed by severe pain. He didn't care about everything around him. He was timid and weak, and he only had the tunnel that kept pouring out of the mouse.

Wang Chong, with his heavy high-explosive bombs, is constantly struggling in the dense group of rats. He can feel his body licking the mouse that is slowly hanging on him. He can feel the high-explosive bomb in his hand. More and more heavy, he can feel the violent pain like a wave of waves hit him, as if in the next moment he will be knocked down by this huge wave, all the feelings are the most desperate .

This desperation did not knock down the seemingly weak, and he decided when he took the step and picked up the high-explosive bomb.

He has always been weak in the eyes of all people. Even his parents thought that he was a timid good boy. Only he knew that he was not. He could watch the parents who grew up raising their own hardships and taught them to be bitter. How to be a man, he gave up, and once he retired, all the people bullied him.

The girl she likes secretly looks down on him. He wants to resist. He wants to tell people all over the world that he is not afraid. He is not afraid of anyone. But he is still afraid. When he sees being stressed by life, he is carrying his back. Father, when he saw his mother's long hair, he was afraid, he could not bear to watch his parents disappointed.

He is in love, he likes the girl very much, likes her smile, likes her eyes, likes her bad temper, he welcomes her with all her love, he uses her own mind to tolerate her everything, when When the girl nodded to associate with him, he felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

He wants to tell himself how good all the people he knows, the girls he is with, how cute he is, how much he likes her, yes, all people, whether his friends or his enemies.

Unfortunately, happiness is short-lived. How does the spoiled girl know that a man is really good? She yearns for glitz, longing for vanity, yearning for fashion and fashion, which he can't give.

The girl had to break up with him and looked at the girl’s familiar and strange face. He nodded. When he nodded, his heart was torn in half. He didn’t want to stay in this boring little town. He went to college outside, worked outside, and spent four years waiting for the world to change when he returned home.

When he escaped, he didn't know what was going on. He met Longge, they knew that all the places had changed, people became zombies, survivors struggled to survive in the zombies, and lost their families. Despair does not tear his heart in one day. He feels relaxed in the despair of losing his family. Without any restraint, no one asks him to be a man with a tail. No one will teach him to be bullied. Forbearance, his heart is free, an empty freedom???

He participated in the grazing squad in the eyes of others who could not believe. Those who grew stronger than him, who were more fierce than him, ate and ate chicken feed, while outsiders seemed to eat chicken feed. He was eating rice. White rice.

Someone wants to provoke, wants to bully him, he does not want to beat the man, he vomited a blood, the man was pierced by the dagger he hid in his body, at that time, he is the real self, Zhang Xiaoqiang When I fell to the crypt, others didn't dare to go. He dared, because he felt that he was afraid, he was no longer himself. It was the glasses that were bullied and did not dare to speak loudly. It is not now standing here. Wang Chong.

He has always been very respectful in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang. He is really respectful. He saw that D2 is any wall that hits the wall. He is afraid. He is afraid of being with other people. He doesn’t think anyone can kill the monster, especially Long Ge, they used the rifle to fight the undead monster, but Zhang Xiaoqiang did it. Wang Chong has since died on Zhang Xiaoqiang, following Zhang Xiaoqiang. He feels that he has a head, because Zhang Xiaoqiang is strong enough, Zhang Xiaoqiang is enough.

When the mouse broke out of the ground, he was shocked when he stood on the guardian's floor. Others were scared, including the three sons. I thought that now the control of the formation of the rat mountain has been controlled, and everyone is relaxing. When they saw the flock of rats running out of the ground, no one would be scared, and more was desperate~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhang Xiaoqiang’s rifle shooting sound woke up Wang Chong, he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang steady Standing in the ground below, his heart is alive. He saw the high-explosive bomb at the foot of Zhang Xiaoqiang, and a heart that never appeared appeared in his heart.

He grabbed a 92-type pistol that was sharp on his lap and jumped from the guard. He couldn't feel the vibration of his legs. When he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang moving the pistol at the cannon, he ran over and picked up the shells. He decided that a person who died is stronger than a group of people, really wants to die, and he will die first.

"Almost a little bit, just a little bit?????"

Wang Chong held the shells slowly and slowly moved to the tunnel mouth in the rats. His body was covered with furry mice. The mouse squirmed on him constantly, and he continued to lick on him. He had already been on his body. The pain of the array felt numb.

He is only protecting two things on his body, his hands and his eyes, holding a pistol in his hand, his eyes are looking at the tunnel, so that he does not shift direction, a big mouse from him The chest jumped up and rushed to his face. He slammed his head down, his forehead squatting on the mouse that leaped halfway, and plunged it into the flock of rats on the ground, finally arrived???? ?

"啪???" The crisp sound of the 92-type pistol sounded in the tunnel.

"Boom?????????????" An astounding bang.

In the flaming glory, countless mice that were shredded in an instant flew into the sky.

A huge swell of wind slammed the mouse on the ground and slammed into the surrounding walls. Many mice were directly shredded by the waves. More mice were smashed into the thick walls and the brain was cracked.

As the shredded rotten corpses fell, the mice at the tunnel mouth that rushed out like a fountain seemed to be cut off by the flow of water, and there was no movement other than the blue smoke that was constantly emerging.