Apocalypse Cockroach: Ninety-seven?

The old man is more tenacious than he thought. He drew a dagger from the small bag on his body. The dagger is small and the blade is less than half a foot. It is far worse than the Zhang Xiaoqiang saber. Zhang Xiaoqiang looks funny, and the old man must take out the dagger. Not trying to resist, how can he kill Zhang Xiaoqiang by breaking his leg? Then there is only one possibility, the old man wants to commit suicide, he does not want to be tortured by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is going to cut off his right hand at the moment when the old man committed suicide, let him watch his blood drain to death, let him be deeply desperate, and let him regret why he climbed out of his mother's belly.

However, the old man's next move is beyond his expectations. If the old man doesn't hold otherwise, it is too afraid of death, and cherish himself more than everything.

The old man didn’t commit suicide. He daggered his **** legs with a dagger, and the blade was cut like shreds. The trouser legs stained with blood were cut like water tofu. The old man cut the pants and took off the gourd attached to the shoulder bag. When the powder reached the wound, the blood was stopped immediately, and the old man's face became pale. After seeing the effect of the medicine, he took out a black, black metal bottle from his shoulder bag, poured a jujube and a small pill out of it, and swallowed it in one bite. rosy.

The old man’s shoulder bag is like a jingle cat’s space bag. He took out a cloth bag again, and when he opened the cloth bag, he saw a half-brick-sized piece of lumps. He carefully smashed a peanut-sized piece into a powder with a pinch, and then spilled it around his wounds and blood-stained trouser legs.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has been watching the old man busy with interest until the old man sprinkled the powder on the blood, the **** smell in the air becomes a fragrance, Zhang Xiaoqiang moved, it is an artifact! With that thing, I am not afraid of the **** wounds of the wounds attracting the attention of zombie, nor are they afraid that their aunt Yang Ke'er will come.

"What's this time?" Zhang Xiaoqiang finally couldn't help asking.

The old man showed a smile to Zhang Xiaoqiang that was N times more ugly than crying: "This uncle! This is from my ancestor, it is called fishy soil. After crushing it and sprinkling it on the blood, it is refreshing. Put a little in the water and take a bath to cover the smell. Even the dog can't smell it."

He stopped to see if the face of Zhang Xiaoqiang had changed, and continued: "Those monsters and monsters who eat people can't smell as long as they are not close to seven or eight meters, as long as you let me go, I will give you, I will return Give you the Hemostasis Powder and Baoming Dan as well. I also return · · · · · · · ·"

The old man was kicked by Zhang Xiaoqiang before he finished speaking. "Bah!" Zhang Xiaoqiang spit out a spit hard. "Just a beast like you wants me to let you go? There are no children in your door, you Thousands of Old Wang bastards!"

As he scolded, he took off the backpack from the old man, and picked up the dagger that placed the old man beside him.

The blade of the dagger looks very ordinary, and there is no dazzling streamer, not even the texture of the steel forging on the Jingwei Sword. The entire blade looks black, like it was forgotten in the corner. It looks like it turned out suddenly for more than ten years, but the handle has some heads, like the corners of something, slightly black and moist, with the texture of sheep fat and white jade, it looks cold in the hand and slowly becomes slightly hot .

Open the canvas shoulder bag and enter the outermost part with a scabbard. The scabbard is made of a piece of animal skin. You can feel the rough skin of the skin in your hand. Insert the dagger into the scabbard and then into the waist. , Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to use it as its spare dagger.

The bags are filled with small medicine bottles. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn’t know anything but the life-saving pill like a jujube. Instead, it turned out something wrapped in tin foil in the inside, and when it opened, it was another layer of oil paper. , And then open the oil paper Zhang Xiaoqiang dumbfounded.

"This is the bamboo slips?" Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at what was in his hands. Dozens of thin bamboo strips were tied together by thin copper wires. The bamboo strips were shiny and shiny, and the corners were worn. Open the bamboo slip one by one. The dense bamboo engravings, these small characters Zhang Xiaoqiang basically do not know, it should be a small seal.

If you don’t understand, don’t read. Zhang Xiaoqiang carried the shoulder bag on her body, picked up the old man and walked to the house. After entering the vegetable garden, she saw Yang Ke'er and Yuan Yi standing bloodlessly standing by the door, and there were two stalls on the ground. Vomit, sour smell smelled in the air, the woman in the room did not howl again, and Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that his ears had suffered less.

Su Qian also came from the Tangya, when she saw the old man on the shoulder of Zhang Xiaoqiang was surprised; "Yu Shen doctor?" Su Qian called out the origin of the old man.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is very reluctant to stand in this room. Just a quick glance was disgusting, but now standing and looking at it clearly, I feel more angry and disgusting. This is the side room of the farm kitchen, generally It's a place to put some sweet potatoes. Keep these things dry to save~IndoMTL.com~ Otherwise, it will be easy to germinate. Once it germinates, it can't be eaten again, so it's a waste.

There are some pickle jars in the corners, and some corn hanging on the beams of the house. There is a simple wooden bed under the corn. A woman in her forties, nearly forty, is lying on the wooden bed. There was only a piece of tattered cotton wool on her belly, a big hole was sawed in the board between her thighs, and her **** just stuck in that big hole.

Below the buttocks is an old-fashioned enamel washbasin, filled with women’s excrement, which makes the whole house smell bad and makes people smell sick.

The woman is very plump and her skin is very pale. She closed her eyes and lay on a wooden board without any awareness of the outside. Just howling constantly also took away most of her physical strength.

The woman is also miserable. Zhang Xiaoqiang has never seen a woman who is even worse than her. Yuan Yi and Su Qian live like heaven in her. She had no limbs, her two arms and one thigh were all cut off, and there was no trace of the other thigh on the knee. The original plump and smooth thigh was scarred, and only half of the thigh was left. It was just exposed to the outside, even if the rest of the half was cut with a little muscle, the scene of · in front of him made his scalp numb.

The place where the woman originally wore breast now only has two blood holes, and the muscles inside are also exposed, which makes people look terrible. The woman slept on a long wooden bench next to a wooden bed. There was a big enamel bowl with some black lacquer in it. I didn’t know what it was. There was a plastic funnel beside the bowl, and a just enough to wear Wooden stick over funnel.

The Su Qian behind "Ah · · · · · · ·" screamed, then ‘thump’ knelt down on the ground, and ‘wow · · · ·’ spit out. There was another sour smell in the smell of the air, making it more dull here.