Zhang Xiaoqiang licked his mouth and nose with his hand, squatting on the tree scorpion, squinting his eyes, and dancing the Rat King's Blade to cut all the burning things around him under the tree, but this is not enough. The flames around him are cleaned up, three times. The fifth and the second are almost the same. The flame under the foot is burned on the whole tree. The flames are all upwards when burning, and the temperature of the outer flame of the flame is the highest. Zhang Xiaoqiang is almost a duck on the oven.

The clothes on the body had an open flame, and they were burned on the flesh. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not take care of the burning of the clothes on his body. He squinted at the tree and observed it through the thick smoke. Unfortunately, the trees were full of dense shrimps. There is no open space.

The flesh of the body was sizzled by the flame, and Zhang Xiaoqiang did not dare to stay any longer. He leaned over and climbed into the bark that burned into the charcoal block. He grabbed the hot metal gun body and shook the beast gun twice. Pulling out hard and pulling out, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't stand it anymore. He jumped up and fell to the tree, and the place where he left was like a mutant shrimp.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has no choice but to jump off the tree. He has found out the safe zone of the road shrimp group. The only thing he has to do is to rush out from the shrimp group. The burning flame on his body quickly climbs the whole body. Zhang Xiaoqiang is like a The fireman jumped in the air and fell to the ground.

With a strong impulse, Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned forward and stretched his legs. At the moment of landing, he stepped on the crust of a prawn. The whole mutant shrimp slid on the ground like a skateboard and swung forward. Zhang Xiaoqiang kept the excitement in his heart, tried to control the center of gravity, and stepped on it to change and slide.

The mutated shrimp attached to the ground plowed a deep groove on the ground, hitting the N-type of the same type, and finally embedded in the ground forever to turn over. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not stop with the mutant shrimp. By the impulse, he went forward like a leopard. Rushing away.

The burning Zhang Xiaoqiang is jumping and charging. Like the kangaroo, he jumps in the mutant shrimp group, hits the big sniper pliers of the prawns, and rushes out quickly. Zhang Xiaoqiang has created a miracle in the eyes of the three women. I saw Zhang Xiaoqiang. He played his maximum speed, in the shrimp group, lightning sprint, a few breaths, he actually rushed out of a hundred meters, far breaking the world record, which is still in the bumpy road and N more mutant shrimp.

After Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed out of the mutant shrimp group, he did not stop, just buried his head, carrying a hot beast gun like a kangaroo, jumping forward, the brain was blank, only two words in his heart, jumping and running.

Zhang Xiaoqiang greeted Yang Kerer and they ran. In their burning sight, they rushed over their sides and continued to run. Because of the desire in the heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang developed his extreme potential, only running, not There will be others, and if no one stops, he will run one down until it is dyed to ashes by the flame.

Yuan Yi rushed out. Before she rushed out, she pulled out a shield to Zhang Xiaoqiang's leg. The rotating steel shield hit Zhang Xiaoqiang's leg. Zhang Xiaoqiang lost his balance. His hands opened and he rushed to the ground. The smack flashed to Zhang Xiaoqiang, the steel knife dexterously danced on Zhang Xiaoqiang, and countless Mars flames met and flew around. When Zhang Xiaoqiang fell heavily on the ground, the burning flames were all exhausted by steel knives.

"Husband, you don't want to be tight, my husband, how are you hurting?····"

Yang Keer rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, threw the knife shield and threw himself on Zhang Xiaoqiang, grabbing Zhang Xiaoqiang's shoulder and shaking. In the afterglow of the distant fire, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not have a good piece of meat, and the skin was full of burnt black, many The place is still smoking.

"Oh, it hurts. ····"

Zhang Xiaoqiang slammed on the ground and carefully touched the burnt skin that was smashed by Yang Keer's little hand. The painful fangs licked his mouth. In the stunned eyes of the three women, Zhang Xiaoqiang squatted like a scalded monkey on the ground, from time to time. Touching the burns on the body, but not dare to force, can not hurt yourself.

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s image is very bad. Yuan Yi’s work is very thorough. All the burning clothes on his body have been removed. Zhang Xiaoqiang has only one pair of **** with several big holes. The broken place can see the smoked black buttocks. There are also a few fire bubbles above.

Zhang Xiaoqiang still has some willpower. After jumping for a few times, he will not jump anymore. He will insert the beast gun on the ground and take off the helmet that is fastened on his head and hang it on the handle. He will also take off his shoes and stand barefoot. I feel better, not that he is funny, just because the shoes and helmet are hot in the flame to fry the eggs.

The water full of a kettle dripped from Zhang Xiaoqiang's head, followed by numerous burns in the back of his arms, flowing through the large and small legs and flowing down the ankle to the ground. Then Zhang Xiaoqiang took over the uniform of Yuan Yi and began to wear it. Whether the bare wound would rub on the clothes caused inflammation and swelling. Immediately, he picked up the gun equipment on his body and finally put the helmet on his head. He turned to the woman and said:

"Go, let's go and join them..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang ran with his horns and his bare feet running in front, followed by three women staring at his back, sprinting, no one talking, their hearts were heavy, Zhang Xiaoqiang was pretending to be in front of their eyes, the more they could feel Zhang Xiaoqiang Suffering from the pain, they can feel the sting and suffocation on their faces even if they are far away from the fire.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is equivalent to going back and forth in the erupting crater. Except for his chest and armpits, there is no good skin in the whole body. It is this man who suffers from the hot pain and has nothing to do with them. Just to not want them to worry too much, but do not know, hurt him, hurt in their hearts.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is very upset now. The biggest pain in his body is not the burning pain, but the itching of his whole body. Itching has completely suppressed the burning pain of his whole body~lightnovelpub.net~ If you can choose, Zhang Xiaoqiang willingly Itching is once again transformed into the burning tingling at the beginning, too tormenting people, not as good as the pain of pure pain.

This feeling Zhang Xiaoqiang tried many times before, I thought he had immunity, as long as he was injured, he could heal itself in the itch, and the impact on him was getting lower and lower, except for the itching near the wound. In addition to the discomfort, there will be no discomfort in other places. This time, the whole body is itchy, whether it is the front chest or the back, whether it is the head or the bottom of the foot, or even his armpit.

His Majesty is the most tormenting him, itchy, gray often itchy, and embarrassed to be in the face of a few women to wretched to the pants, can only bury their heads in front, licking their mouths and endure.

Zhang Xiaoqiang goes faster and faster. As the blood runs, the itch seems to be intensifying. The more itchy the body, the faster he walks. The faster he walks, the more itchy the body. In the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s body does not have a place to itch. The toe seams began to itch, there is no way, Zhang Xiaoqiang self-comfort, but the chrysanthemum does not itch.

The thought just flashed his head, he felt that it was all wrong, it seems that he was thinking before, but fortunately, where is not itchy, then the place began to itch, then he was thinking where not to itch, then became Nowhere is it now.

A group of people came in front of him. It was Huang Quan who was heading. Looking at Huang Quan and the militia behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang left behind his itch and asked immediately:

"What's going on there? Is there a chance to win back?"

Huang Quan sighed and shook his head. Several search squadrons around him also bowed their heads. In silence, Zhang Xiaoqiang found something wrong. Several players’ faces and upper body uniforms were all covered with blood spots. The blood spots seem to splash when they are sprayed at close range.

"Is there a casualty? How many?"