Apocalypse Cockroach: Forty-one?
The air is filled with a suffocating heat wave, the scorching sun is like fire, the April sky hangs the sun in July and August, the abnormal climate has let the vegetation of this season be fatally hit, and the new shoots on the branches on both sides of the road Hanging his head dying, the fresh grass in the wilderness was also turned into yellow with a few days ago, and he fell to the ground, sending silent protests to the blazing sun in the sky.
The Zhang Xiaoqiang driver’s three-wheeled agricultural vehicle is driving on the oil-filled highway, wearing a camouflage suit. Collar to cuffs, waist to back. The wet, sweaty, oncoming hot wind blowing all over the face of the sweat did not leave a trace of coolness on the face, and some were just suffocation and depression. The clothes on the body were wet and dry, and they were wet and dry, and there was a lot of salt flowers.
Yang Ke’er was sitting in the back compartment and shouted loudly, taking off his camouflage suit and wearing a girdle with a smooth upper body. Holding a cardboard that came out of nowhere and fanned the wind, two bare feet stepped on the rice bag. Surrounded by food, drinking, cooking utensils, and clothes and bedding.
Today is the third day after the rain stopped, and the second day for the Zhang Xiaoqiangs from the cave. Before the departure, Yang Ke’er was pulled by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the passage to the material platform was blocked with crushed stones. As long as the locals who are not familiar with the situation will never find the materials after the crushed stones. The remaining half-pot of rainwater was also carefully hidden in the deepest part of the cave by Zhang Xiaoqiang.
When going to continue to explore Doomsday, Yang Ke’er is very reluctant. Although the hole is very simple, the light is not good, but it is safe and comfortable. The materials in the hole were moved back bit by bit by the two, just like a small nest that the two used to build little by little with their hands.
“Will be back!” Zhang Xiaoqiang assured Yang Ke’er that when he got on the bus, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought: “No computer, no network, no big girl, ghosts are willing to come back.”
“It’s hot Kya! It’s hot Kya! It’s hot!!! Kya! It’s hot Kya! It’s hot!!!” Yang Ke’er is crying in the back compartment and howling, it seems to be able to put all the heat on her Shout away.
The large amount of water loss made Zhang Xiaoqiang a little dazed. The salty and semi-dry clothing was uncomfortable to wear on the body. In addition, Yang Ke’er was clamoring for Zhang Xiaoqiang ears buzzing in the back of the Tiangong Temple.
“Crunchy”
Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped tricycle and yelled at Yang Ke’er: “Don’t be noisy, get bored.”
“…”
The Yang Ke’er received the sound, and the cardboard in his hand shook more violently to vent his dissatisfaction.
Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the empty plastic bottle in the cab and handed it to Yang Ke’er: “Fill me some water and put some salt in it.”
The throat is very dry, like a burning flame, and the voice is hoarse.
“Uncle! Now it’s so hot to find a place to rest, aren’t you also hot? Okay?”
Yang Ke’er didn’t care at all. The upper body only wore a bust, and shook his waist to spoil Zhang Xiaoqiang. The white, tender and smooth skin was steamed red and it looked like a big apple.
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned a blind eye to the beauty in front of her and waited until Yang Ke’er passed the water bottle and drunk, until the bottom of the bottle could no longer pour a drop of water.
“Uncle, okay! I’m going to have heat stroke, you see, my skin is erythema!”
Zhang Kerr continued to persuade Zhang Xiaoqiang.
“I don’t shout when I drive, but you ride here in a car but it’s chirping here!”
Zhang Xiaoqiang despise Yang Ke’er. Now little girl can’t stand hard. When I was looking for a job, I rode a bicycle in a hot day. Once I rode it, it was a day. I had no money to buy water.
“Huh! How can I say that I am also your future wife, and you just hurt your wife so much? Otherwise, I would stand naked on the roof of the car to blow hair, without wearing bottoms or pants, to see who suffers! “
Yang Ke’er began to spit, threatening with shaking his fist at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Although the fiancée’s name was added by himself.
“………”
The threat of Yang Ke’er is very useful, and Zhang Xiaoqiang is also thinking: “This kind of thing little girl is still working out, it is really a loss to be seen by others.”
“Although the Yang Ke’er is not as good as it is now, it’s still very nice to pack it up. It’s still young, but there are still infinite possibilities in the future. I have to swallow it carefully and have been carelessly raising it for so long. I can’t cry even if I go there.”
Zhang Xiaoqiang completely forgot how he bullied Yang Ke’er on weekdays.
“Okay, okay! I’m afraid of you! Then find a place to rest!” Zhang Xiaoqiang also feels that the temperature is not right and wants to find a place to relax.
“Oh! Victory! All empire ideas are paper tigers!”
Yang Ke’er shouted a slogan in the hole, and then saw Zhang Xiaoqiang‘s complexion and spit out his tongue honestly.
There is an evergreen tree not far from the roadside. The trunk is so thick that three people can’t hug it. The huge canopy props up a shade and feels cool when you look at it.
Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly drove the car under the tree, and jumped out of the car with the beast horn before stopping little girl. The shade under the tree dissipated the heat from the body, and Zhang Xiaoqiang exhaled to prepare to get off.
A slender figure suddenly jumped off the canopy and rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang has just stood up, standing on one foot in the cab with one foot hanging in the air. Unresponsive to the fluttering figure, I saw a pair of red eyes, a bite of white fangs biting into my throat, a blank mind, and I couldn’t do it with straight hair and tight eyes.
“pa” Yang Ke’er was quick-sighted and swung the beast horn gun on his right hand with an afterimage.
“Bang” is like a hammer hitting a watermelon~IndoMTL.com~ The head of that thing was exploded by the huge force of the beast horn gun, and the eyeballs, brain plasma, blood and broken bones were spilled into the air.
That thing hasn’t landed yet, Zhang Xiaoqiang hasn’t breathed out in a single breath. Another figure jumped from the canopy to Zhang Xiaoqiang.
The Yang Ke’er has run out of guns, and can only sweep the thing across the body of the gun, but unfortunately the guns are too old.
The thing turned sideways in the air to avoid the beast horn gun, and then the hind feet corrected the angle a little on the beak and continued to pounce on Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang has reacted, right foot kicked on the seat before the thing leaped forward and jumped back.
“Bang” “pa” Zhang Xiaoqiang and that thing fell to the ground one after the other. The huge vibration almost made Zhang Xiaoqiang shut off, making it difficult to breathe.
The thing jumped up on the ground like a spring and continued to bite into the throat of Zhang Xiaoqiang.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the ground before it was time to sit up, the thing came to the front. Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his left arm to block the throat, and only thought in his head: “Never let it bite into the throat.”
When the left hand sank the thing, it bited on the cuff of the left hand. The left arm of the Zhang Xiaoqiang used his hand to hit the ground fiercely with the back of the hand, and then the whole body overwhelmed the left arm.
Scarlet eyes, pale fangs, round head. Zhang Xiaoqiang had an intimate contact with it face-to-face, and a strong smell peculiar to the animal rushed into the nose and smoked Zhang Xiaoqiang tears Woof Woof.
The whole body was pressed against that thing, and the right hand was clenched into a fist and hit it on the head of the thing, again and again. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn’t know how many punches were smashed. The blood was dripping from the fist. It’s also **** flesh and can’t see the original look.
It felt like there was no movement under him. Zhang Xiaoqiang let out a long breath and lay on the ground looking at the canopy and gasped.