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"Phew..." A mouthful of thick phlegm spit on the bald face, the middle-aged Xiaojing left the bald head who had not yet breathed, and turned to the subordinates who had ended, the subordinates had been tired for a long time, and the violent demolition was added, they were as tired as a dog, waiting for the middle-aged Xiaojing to speak, and secretly begged him to withdraw the troops in his heart.

"What... can't you get the next one?"

Hearing the middle-aged Xiaoqiang's drinking, the men beat their spirits and marched towards the next shack area, and when they got there, the men hesitated, this shack is not as scattered as before, messy, east and west, all here are horizontal rows, vertical lines, the materials are patchwork together like other places, and the shapes are also different, and they are relatively neat.

That's it, the big difference here from other places is that the people inside are not as chaotic as other places, hiding in the door, lying in the crack of the door to look around, more than 100 men standing in the shack area with all kinds of improvised weapons, vigilantly looking at these ill-intentioned people.

The middle-aged Xiaojing's face became serious, the people in front of him were different from those just now, they were united, and they didn't seem to lack the courage to defend their homeland, he looked at the man in front of him carefully, his face was cloudy, and after a while, he smiled, and the man in front of them was bluffing.

Although he was holding a weapon in his hand, his posture was not right, he didn't swing it, he hit others, he must have been hit first, the men pretended not to be afraid, the beads of sweat on their foreheads betrayed the tension in their hearts, and they were unstable when they stood on the ground, and their slightly trembling legs and bodies were also slightly shaking.

"Rabble, give me ・・・・・・・・"

The middle-aged Xiaojing gave an order, his subordinates shouted, raised their feet and rushed forward, the middle-aged Xiaojing was right, these men were all rabble, seeing those murderers rushing forward, the first thing that came to mind was not to meet them, but to turn around and run, and when they ran, all kinds of wooden sticks and iron pieces were thrown to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged Xiaojing's subordinates rushed into the shack, rushed into the scattered crowd, they brandished the weapons in their hands to smash and cut down the panicked people one by one, and the screams rang out one after another, and when they heard the screams, the subordinates let out happy screams, and they vented all their hardships today on these guys who didn't know how to lift.

The shack went into chaos, and it was no longer as orderly as it was just now, and the screams of women and children rang out, and many women rushed out and wanted to pounce on the man who fell to the ground.

A smile hung on the mouth of the middle-aged Xiaojing, he also needs to vent, bullying others is a good vent, seeing those women who broke out, the middle-aged Xiaojing was disgusted, and was just about to give an order, regardless of the lessons of men and women, a few subordinates in front of him suddenly flew back upside down.

These people don't know what they were knocked off, they flew six or seven meters high, drew a big arc in the air, fell backwards, and fell the ground, these people flew in the air and screamed loudly, but when they fell to the ground, they stopped their sounds, rolled on the ground like a gourd, rolled over, their bodies were soft into a ball, and the sound of broken bones baking popcorn sounded.

When they stopped, none of them could move, tilting their heads and red blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, and their bodies were limp and in various strange poses.

"Hiss・・・・・・・" The middle-aged Xiaojing gasped, being able to send people flying so far is not something that ordinary people can do, either an evolutionary or a master of the house.

Three or five more people flew into the air screaming loudly, and one of them spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and a chaotic raindrop of blood fell from the sky.

At this time, the subordinates could no longer bear it, and they all turned around and fled, leaving a wailing man and a crying woman, and when the subordinates stood behind the middle-aged Xiaojing, he was on the opposite side of a different man.

The man is unusually tall, standing in the crowd like a chicken, the height of ordinary people is only up to his chest, and the figure of more than two tall reminds the middle-aged Xiaojing of the previous nightmare, and the D-type zombie who ruthlessly blows up the bridge in the gathering place, this burly and tall man is also a bare head like a D-type zombie.

The muscles are knotted, the green tendons are intertwined, and when walking, the interconnected green tendons are like pigeon blood tattoos, which are hidden from time to time, forming a terrifying relief, and then disappearing.

Where is this a person, this is a d with open eyes, the man's eyes are open, there are no ordinary black and brown pupils in the eyes, it is a kind of gray-red, gray-red does not have the violent feeling of red, but there is a kind of madness, a little indifference.

The man walked to the front of the crowd with big strides, looked at the middle-aged Xiaojing with a shocked face, and roared loudly:

"My name is Wan Qiang, they are my fellow villagers, their business is my business!!"

Wan Qiang didn't know how to speak, so he stopped speaking when he said this, staring at the middle-aged Xiaojing with big bull's eyes.

Looking at Wan Qiang, the middle-aged Xiaojing smiled, Wan Qiang opened his mouth to dispel his doubts, it is not a zombie who can speak, as long as it is not a zombie, he is not afraid, no matter how powerful he is, he believes that quantity can overwhelm quality.

"Hah! What a big breath, a stupid, thick, black bald man dares to show it here, I killed a bald man just now, and it's not bad for you, I'll make a pair now..."

The middle-aged Xiaojing looked at Wan Qiang and talked eloquently, as if the giant in front of him was already the meat on his chopping board.

"Whatever you want, we don't have anything."

Wan Qiang roared, his heart was sad and angry, they were just a group of rats hiding in the civilian area, they were all villagers in the ten miles before the end of the world, he accidentally drank the first rain, others turned into zombies and were dragged away and killed, he was hidden by the blind dates, and took great risks to take care of him who struggled on the edge of life and death every day.

Later, he found that his body was mutated, growing in a bigger and bigger direction, and the amount of food consumed was even more heavenly, at that time, the gathering place was still orderly, everyone could eat enough, and they could only eat enough, and the energy he needed to grow was saved from between the teeth by hundreds of blind dates.

Later, with his ability, he led people to grab some food, if with this food, he could have become a small leader of the power, he gave up, he was reluctant to starve those villagers.

There is not much food, the consumption of hundreds of people is an astronomical amount, after the food is exhausted, Wan Qiang accompanied the blind date to starve together, in order to reduce his consumption more than others, lying in bed all day, and now someone has come to the door to make trouble, he is naturally going to come out.

He was not afraid of the middle-aged Xiaojing and those subordinates, but he couldn't ignore his fellow villagers, and after the demonstration, his words were a little weak.

"I don't want anything else, I just want you to kneel, as long as you kneel, I'll let them go・・・・・・"

The middle-aged Xiaojing pointed casually, and four or five men rushed up to him, aiming at the poor people with rifles.

When it came to those guns, Wan Qiang hesitated, he didn't try to use his body to carry the bullet, and he was worried that the blind date would be hurt, so he lowered his head and stared at his feet, trembling all over.

"Hah! Don't kneel, do you? Give him some color・・・・・・・・・"

In the middle, Xiao Jing glanced at one of his subordinates, the rifle spewed tongues of fire, and the streamer bullets spewed countless blood sprays in the crowd, and in a scream, the crowd exploded, turned around and ran backwards, the bullets shot through their chests through their reserves, catching up with the people in front, and dyeing the reserves with blood again.

"Whew・・・・・・・・・"

Wan Qiang howled, raised his big foot as if rushing here, the muzzle of the gun shifted at the same time, in the sound of the gunshot, countless fluorescent flashes on his chest, and the tight fabric of his body was torn apart in the smooth, turning into countless fragments, Wan Qiang was hit by the impact of the bullet and fell backwards, and there was no way to retreat, he tripped and fell to the ground, letting out an angry roar.

"Up, kill him for me・・・・・・・・・"

P: It's not easy, the K song contest ended successfully, there are a total of fifty cheers for friends, first place, lying bear, second place, ink rhyme, third place, national treasure, fourth place, biscuits, thank you for the above book friends for their support to me, especially biscuits, which are legendary