"Kao, let's die, if you can't hide from today, you can't hide from tomorrow! Early death and early reincarnation! ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang watched Yang Keer face D2 alone, machismo completely exploded, forgetting his previous fear of facing D2 and walked in front of her beyond Yang Keer......

"I'm an otaku, I'm also a man, a man has to be a man!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang kept talking to himself, as if he could forget the fear of facing D2 in this way!

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Keer stood by the tricycle and waited for the arrival of D2, which reminded Zhang Xiaoqiang of the bloody movie he had seen before, 'The hero waited silently, he was not afraid, he just waited quietly, waiting for the upcoming decisive battle! He died, and he died with the demon king who destroyed the world! He will always be remembered! ’

"Will anyone remember me when I'm dead?" Zhang Xiaoqiang laughed self-deprecatingly, and he turned his head to look at Yang Ke'er beside him.

Yang Keer didn't show any nervousness, but was very excited, it was the kind of excitement before playing boos in the game, Yang Keer seemed to feel that D2 was coming too slowly, and the forefoot of his right foot kept hitting the ground, and the horn gun in his hand followed the rhythm of her pointing, and the tail of the gun also smashed the loess at her feet at the same time. Now it's smashed out of the small nest with the big mouth of the bowl!

Seeing Yang Ke'er's relaxed face, Zhang Xiaoqiang was no longer nervous, and watched a small black dot in front of him slowly move to this side.

"It seems to be a Marseillaise?" Listening to the rhythm of Yang Keer's footsteps, Zhang Xiaoqiang came back to his senses, "Shall we have some "March of the German Panzers"?" Zhang Xiaoqiang watched D2 slowly approach, and let himself relax as much as possible.

"Wow! What a stylish monster, even more stylish than the governor! ”

Yang Keer was surprised when she looked at D2! It seems that I didn't expect the zombies I saw on weekdays to grow so strong.

"Don't be surprised, get ready, it's coming!" Zhang Xiaoqiang took the 'May Fourth' pistol in his hand, checked the ammunition in the magazine, and "clicked" the chamber to aim at D2.

Zhang Xiaoqiang held the gun in his hand, but he didn't have much confidence in his heart, God knows if the bullet could get in!

has reached the maximum range of the pistol, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not dare to shoot, he was not confident that he could hit the zombie at 50 meters, and he was reluctant to waste too many bullets.

D2 is about 2.5 meters taller, which is taller than the one I saw before. There is not a single hair on the head, unlike other zombies that have more or less a few. The eyelids are closed so that the whites of its eyes can no longer be seen. The shoulders are strong and broad, and it looks like a wall.

The pace of walking is not very fast, and because the zombie pace is too large, the speed of ordinary people trotting can keep up. The muscles from thigh to calf are firm, and the dark complexion looks like a steel plate, changing shape as it progresses.

"Bump" When the D2 zombie approached thirty meters, the 'May Fourth' in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand sounded, and Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at D2 regardless of the shock force from his wrist.

D2 only paused for a moment and continued walking this way, the bullets had no effect on it!

"Bumper ·····" Zhang Xiaoqiang shot continuously, and the shock force from the body of the gun made him not feel below his wrist.

Five of the six rounds hit D2, who appeared to be hurt and let out an angry roar and sped up to this direction.

Seeing D2 rushing towards him, Zhang Xiaoqiang hurriedly changed the magazine, his yearning for the gun since he was a child made him too superstitious about the power of the pistol, so the pistol did not work and made him a little wrong, just thinking about changing the magazine and trying again!

"Ah" Yang Keer screamed, holding the horn gun and taking the initiative to meet D2, in the end, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers!

As soon as he changed the magazine, he saw Yang Keer coming forward, Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded secretly, inserted back the pistol, picked up the horn gun and chased after him.

Standing with D2, which is as high as 2.5 meters, Yang Keer is like a little girl, she can only see the waist of the zombie, and no matter how high she is, she has to look up.

Yang Ke'er slashed a semicircle with the gun in both hands, and the horn gun smashed D2's thigh, "jumping" like hitting a hole in the cowhide drum with a muffled sound!

D2 staggered forward slightly, then stood firm, raising his left arm like a fly.

Yang Ke'er was numb from the shock of the beast horn gun, and then D2 swung his left arm and smashed it on the beast horn gun, and the beast horn gun was violently rebounded back by the huge impact.

The rebounding beast horn hit Yang Ke'er in front of Yang Ke'er with the rebar gun body, and the huge impact force took Yang Ke'er away for several meters and fell on the yellow earth, Yang Ke'er could no longer hold the horn spear and fainted, and the beast horn gun also fell to the side.

D2 didn't have the consciousness of bullying the little girl at all, and turned around and walked towards Yang Ke'er, who fainted on the ground.

Seeing that Yang Ke'er was in distress, Zhang Xiaoqiang completely forgot his fear, and his speed accelerated again until he rushed to the back of D2 and his stock.

After the ravages of wind and rain and time, D2 only had a belt firmly tied around his waist, and half of his tattered trousers hung from the belt. The trousers can't cover D2's farts and thighs, and the small pants inside are gone.

Through the tattered pants, you can faintly see D2's chrysanthemum. I didn't have time to think about it, and more than 100,000 assassination exercises were used again today. The "pounce" horn gun stabbed into D2's chrysanthemum, and D2's pace stopped.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's brain had already been swept away by blood, and the gangsters didn't know that they had exploded D2's chrysanthemum, but they just turned the gun body according to the habit of killing zombies in the past. The horn of the horn gun head was originally a spiral pattern, and the horn gun rotated with Zhang Xiaoqiang's force, and the horn was like a red wine opener and drilled into the chrysanthemum of D2.

The higher the degree of evolution of zombies, the more sensitive their senses are, just like ordinary zombies can't smell Zhang Xiaoqiang's smell when they stand downwind, but D2 can. So Poppy may be nothing to ordinary zombies, but to D2, it touched his nerves and made him even angrier.

It's the same last time I met D2, D2 just broke a little skin on his head, so he bit Zhang Xiaoqiang and didn't let go, even if there was a fresh smell of blood next to it, he didn't stop until he dismantled the luxury bus into parts, and this time?

"Roar, roar, '''''''''roar," D2 let out an angry roar, turning sharply and grabbing back.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was unaware of D2's anger and just tried to spin the gun, and now the only thought in his mind was, "Don't let the little girl die, D2 is very powerful, it should spin a few more times!" ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang was engrossed in drilling D2 chrysanthemums, as if he was back to the days when he worked in the restaurant to help customers open red wine. The horn gun in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand is about two meters long, of which about eighty centimeters is the horn, and now it has been drilled into about forty centimeters.

D2 turned around and grabbed a void, but could feel that the place was still hanging on his chrysanthemum, D2 turned around and grabbed behind him even more angrily, but he always grabbed the void.

Zhang Xiaoqiang held the horn gun tightly with both hands and ran with D2's turn, there was a feeling of riding a pirate ship when he was a child, one here and one there. Zhang Xiaoqiang had already come to his senses, but he didn't dare to let go, once he was caught by D2, the bones on his body would definitely be removed by it one by one.

If Yang Keer comes to his senses, he will definitely find that the scene in front of him is familiar, much like the children in the kindergarten playing the game of eagles catching chickens, D2 is an eagle, Zhang Xiaoqiang is a chicken, and D2's chrysanthemum is a hen.

Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to cry without tears now, why is this the case every time, he can't go up and down, he can't go up and down, and he is stuck half-dead.

The hands holding the body of the gun began to break the skin, and the palms of the hands were hot, and the feeling intensified with the constant friction, like bleeding and applying chili oil to the wound. Zhang Xiaoqiang kept being driven by D2 to spin, and he was already dizzy. I don't know how long I can last, Yang Keer lay there without moving, and I don't know if the injury is serious.