Apocalypse Cockroach: Eighty-nine wins two/four more

The sharp dart head is coming in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the Zhang Xiaoqiang eyelids haven’t moved a bit. The rat king blade on the right hand is just about to knock on the chain body to change the direction of the dart head. When the blade fell, the chain dart drew an arc and rolled back towards his neck, trying to wrap him around his neck and strangle him.

"pa" Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his left palm to shoot the sharp dart head mountain, flicked it, and the dart head that flew to the side was suddenly retracted by the chain and fell into the hand of Master Xiong.

Zhang Xiaoqiang versus Master Xiong Looking at each other, one sits on the ground, one stands long, compared to the image, covered in blood Zhang Xiaoqiang It's too far away to see that he has reached the Jedi, Master Xiong His body was as clean as ever, and there were no folds on his clothes. It seemed that he was the ultimate winner.

The situation is just the opposite. Zhang Xiaoqiang sitting on the ground has a smile on his mouth, a relaxed face, no matter how bad, can it be comparable to being trapped in the net?

Master Xiong has a cold eyes and a flickering expression. He didn’t expect that he would be deadlocked at this moment. He did not get the lame way out. Instead, he was on the side of the road and was emboldened, but Zhang Xiaoqiang was getting more and more courageous. The previously created advantage is lost, Zhang Xiaoqiang is out of trouble, and his uselessness is useless. His chain dart seems useless to Zhang Xiaoqiang?

"Let me listen, come on together, and then wince without killing, without killing, your family, your women are all killed, and none of them let go of · · · · · · · · · · · ·"

Master Xiong is on fire, shouting loudly, with a lingering tone, without the previous warmth, like fire.

In the study, the one by one man stood up with a gray face and looked desperately at the blood-stained Zhang Xiaoqiang sitting on the ground. His heart was sad and unspeakable. They clenched their fists, bullied their chests, and gritted their teeth. A **** slip on the bitten lip lowered from the chin.

After the first shout, all the men shouted together, rushing towards Zhang Xiaoqiang with their red eyes together. They were either holding stones or holding swords and sticks. They didn’t want to catch Zhang Xiaoqiang alive, they just wanted to fight. Desperately, earn a living for himself and his family.

The men in Zhang Xiaoqiang threw back again, without the previous tension, their legs were close together, and they hit the ground fiercely. Between the slight vibrations, Zhang Xiaoqiang bounced up and rolled back, followed by more than a dozen heels, Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled At the edge of the wheelchair, he grabbed the wheelchair and pulled the whole body off the ground, and he stood on the ground.

The crowd fell. Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the wheelchair with his left hand and swept it. Between the collisions, three or two silhouettes flew out. Zhang Xiaoqiang raised the wheelchair forward, straddled the left foot, moved half a step forward, and slashed a short knife. , You Yuli will rush a person to break the belly, the man clenched a half-length knife and emptied, rushed behind Shang Xiaoqiang, after a few steps became staggered, countless internal organs shook off his chest, wrapped around his leg , Tripped him, he fell to the ground, clenched the handle of the knife, staring at the cheek with red eyes with his eyes open, and swallowed his last breath in thoughtlessness.

Zhang Xiaoqiang uses wheelchairs as crutches and shields to fight against the crowd, the power of the rat king blade is shown in the close fight, the sword is broken, the blood is gleaming in the sky, the wailing wailing, Zhang Xiaoqiang looks like an iron man, **** Majestic in the tide, a dead body fell behind him, he rose against the current in a crazy crowd, a pride of heart swept into his heart, could not help crying.

This is his Zhang Xiaoqiang. At this time, he has no regrets. Even if he is beheaded in the next second, he has no regrets. He has enough wheelchairs. He was a strong man who was washed out in the fight, and became a The weak are not pleased with him, he likes to kill, and loves to kill.

"Ha!"

After a big drink, a figure jumped forward, his legs were tight, his upper body leaned halfway, he flew towards Zhang Xiaoqiang in the air, and in the eyes of Zhang Xiaoqiang, the black soles that were brought face-to-face zoomed in infinitely, and he will swing the rat out Wang Blade retracted the diagonal lift, the sharp blade ushered in silently, the sole was cut off, and more than that, the sharp blade cut off the man's feet like a tofu, cut off the calf, cut the red meat and bone between the thighs, and inserted Into the man's belly.

"Peng· · · · · · ·"

The man was too late to scream. In a moment of numbness, he jumped in the air to make his half-body stump hit Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang was wiped back by the man a few steps, and the left hand unconsciously released the wheelchair. The man fell on the floor with blood spraying, staring blankly at Zhang Xiaoqiang. When he saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang had lost the wheelchair, the man smiled, and then his head was crooked to the side, completely losing his spirit.

"On · · on · · · · · · ·"

Master Xiong shouted, seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang had no crutches and shields, he thought their opportunity came, and after shouting, he even rushed forward as a pawn, and the people hadn’t arrived yet. Bi Xian's dart head flew to Zhang Xiaoqiang's throat. Obviously he also had no idea of ​​catching Zhang Xiaoqiang alive.

Without him, Zhang Xiaoqiang is too strong, and can be used in wheelchairs for a hundred. When Zhang Xiaoqiang is fully recovered, there are several people who can beat Zhang Xiaoqiang. At this moment, it is Master Xiong’s selfishness. Take Zhang Xiaoqiang for missiles.

Without a wheelchair, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not in a hurry. What if it dies? He did something beyond his imagination, and what was the point of being able to die as a soldier.

Zhang Xiaoqiang roared, forgetting that he was not good at doing things, and moved awkwardly to take the initiative to meet him, one step, two steps, three steps.

"Dang· · · · · · ·"

The back of the rat king blade is knocked on the head of the dart. The Zhang Xiaoqiang is full of strength. The dart head flew backwards to the Master Xiong holding the chain tail. The speed is much faster than that of the Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Master Xiong is not afraid. He is used to chain darts. He knows the chain dart better than anyone. Twists his neck a little, the chain dart falls empty, and his figure reverses. The long chain wraps around him, sideways Stepping, drinking all over, the empty dart head has not yet eliminated the excess energy, around an arc, and shot again at Zhang Xiaoqiang.

The speed is different this time. The power of Zhang Xiaoqiang plus the power of Master Xiong, the speed of the dart head is faster than imagined, but Zhang Xiaoqiang did not take a glance. In dynamic vision, he seems to wander in the back garden, Watching the Tsing Yi dance, the rat king blade is in front of the men, and they can't send hair, cut off their weapons, cut off their heads, the head rolls, the Zhang Xiaoqiang deflects the side, and the dart head of the swift star shines. His lips shot into the throat of a person beside him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly adapted to his movements. He was like watching a slow-moving movie. In the slow motion of those men, he killed those men with a line of speed slightly faster than the men, causing this The result is Master Xiong, the faster his chain dart and the higher the speed, the longer the Zhang Xiaoqiang enters the dynamic time.

The scene was extremely chaotic, and a vortex was formed around Zhang Xiaoqiang. The men around them forgot about life and death, shouted loudly, one by one rushed in blankly and was cut by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and Master Xiong lost the previous style, nonstop. Walked around Zhang Xiaoqiang, the chain dart in his hand circled in his hand, as long as he saw the opportunity, regardless of the size of the opportunity, the sharp dart head flew like a snake's head.

With the dynamic vision of Zhang Xiaoqiang, no matter how concealed or weird the direction of the dart head is, he can always block it, and sometimes he can shoot some enemies with the help of chain darts. Unconsciously, the legs of Zhang Xiaoqiang are flexible At the end, he was not passively killing the enemy, but actively chasing up, first chasing slowly, and finally he turned into a trot.

The Zhang Xiaoqiang who has been able to trot can’t feel his change, and the men who lay alive and forget to kill Zhang Xiaoqiang can’t feel his change. They slowly reduced invisibly. In the end, Master Xiong suddenly discovered that his men There are less than ten people, but these ten people are still timid and have been afraid to rush in on the periphery. At this moment, it is not that they are besieging Zhang Xiaoqiang, but Zhang Xiaoqiang is chasing them.

"Withdraw · · · · · · · · · · withdraw · · · · · · · · · · · ·"

Master Xiong couldn’t bear it, and there was a panic in his heart that hadn’t been felt for a long time~IndoMTL.com~ It fell like cold sweat and rain. Zhang Xiaoqiang wasn’t a waste material in a wheelchair, only shot with a pistol, it was a A master who can run and jump, the corpse is spread all over the place, the flesh and blood shop, Master Xiong never wants to stay in this place again.

"Want to run? It’s not that easy, leave the life for Lao Tzu · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang became more and more courageous, he heard Master Xiong Khan retreating, and he roared, screaming out the resentment in his heart. He couldn't think of anything else at this time, he just needed to kill, and used killing to calm down the sullenness and depression he had accumulated in the previous days.

The remaining few people could not survive long ago and heard Master Xiong shouting. He shot and turned and ran, not looking at it more. Zhang Xiaoqiang was chasing behind and chasing. He felt that the man running away in front seemed to be slower and slower. He could easily catch up with them and cut it off with a rat king blade. Their heads.

"Ha · · · · · · · · · ·"

The Master Xiong running in front suddenly turned around, the chain dart in his hand came back again, Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to fly as before, the rat king blade hadn’t hit the dart head yet, Master Xiong shook his right hand, and the straight chain swinged like a javelin. With a ripple, the dart head changed its angle in the air, changed from thorn to entanglement, wrapped around the right hand of Zhang Xiaoqiang, and tied his right hand holding the knife firmly.

"Chang · · · · · · · · · · he was **** · · · · ·"

When I heard Master Xiong yelling, the remaining few had a cheap peep, and my brain was hot, so I yelled and rushed over.

The serrations on the back of the rat king blade rested on the tight chain. As the wrist turned, the serrations sawed it off, and the broken chain noodles softened like the past, accelerating again, and Zhang Xiaoqiang would cut melons and cut vegetables. The next few people killed a clean man and stood beside some murky corpses. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked around but never saw the lead of the one-eyed man again.