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The wheelchair stopped in front of the woman, and the wheelchair in front of her could not attract her attention, and she looked into the distance through the gap in the wheels as before, or, she did not see anything.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the mother and son, his heart was extremely uncomfortable, he knew that he should go away, he could save this one, he couldn't save thousands, tens of thousands, what ability did he have to save them, why did he save them, with the food reserves in the base that were only enough for 100,000 people to eat for a week? With only enough food for a thousand people in the convoy for half a year?

The wheelchair was removed from the mother and son, and the removed wheelchair did not have any effect on the mother and child, who were in a daze, looking at the sky and continuing to look, they had separated from this world, and they were waiting to enter another world.

Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly turned the wheelchair, he felt that the light wheelchair was so heavy, the heaviness made his heart tremble, and he felt that it was so difficult to move forward a centimeter every time.

He hated, he hated the leaders of the Gathering Place, who were so careless of human life, and that all their food was taken from the mouths of these wretched people.

He hated, he hated himself, he was so selfish, just for an ethereal reason, he had to give up two lives, one of which was still a young child.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped, he couldn't push it, the wheelchair was too heavy, so that he couldn't push it with a punch that could shatter the stone wall, he was extremely uncomfortable, his eyes were moist, he raised the back of his hand to wipe it slightly, his throat was dry, he picked up the kettle, but his trembling hands couldn't unscrew the lid of the kettle.

As if he heard a soft sound behind him, he finally looked back.

The woman no longer has the strength to sit firmly, she holds the child in the sky together, she looks at the sky, Zhang Xiaoqiang her, time is passing, the woman who has not moved moved, she slowly hugged the child up, and kept holding her chest before stopping, stopping for a while, it seems that the action just now exhausted her physical strength.

Then she did something unexpected to Zhang Xiaoqiang, she opened her chest, revealing her shriveled breasts, the breasts and rooms did not have any beauty, as thin as a deflated balloon, which made people palpitate, and the woman stuffed the breasts into the child's mouth and hugged him tightly.

Motherhood is great, and a woman in the later moment is to say that she is breastfeeding her child, but it is better to give him a little maternal love, this infinite love, set off Zhang Xiaoqiang's infinite ・・・・・・・

"Eat slowly, don't be choked to death instead of starving・・・・・・・"

Zhang Xiaoqiang whispered to the mother and son who were desperately swallowing together, the child did not respond, just lowered his head to eat the pastry in his hand, the woman nodded gratefully, stopped and stopped eating, and held half of the pastry tightly in her hand.

The pastry is that Yuan Yi was afraid that Zhang Xiaoqiang would be hungry, so he deliberately prepared a storage compartment on the wheelchair, Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to save the mother and son, and was afraid that when he returned to the camp to call someone, the mother and son had already passed away, so he remembered that he still had food on his body, so he rescued the emergency first.

"Don't keep the food, I know you want to keep it for the child, we are already being targeted, you must eat the food so that you will not be robbed..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang calmly advised the woman, he was telling the truth, and when he took out the food to the woman, several men who were also hungry stared at him.

When the woman heard this, she swallowed the rest of the food in one gulp, and Zhang Xiaoqiang said that it was accurate, the woman choked, she tilted her head and rolled her eyes, wanting to swallow the food stuck in her throat.

"I don't know how long I've been hungry, as for it? Drink slowly・・・・・・・・" Zhang Xiaoqiang raised the kettle and poured the water into the woman's mouth, and the woman then swallowed the food in one gulp.

After eating two pieces of pastry, the woman regained some vitality, she knelt down for Zhang Xiaoqiang with the child in her arms, and was about to kowtow but was stopped by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Don't kowtow to me, I'm not worthy, you wait for a while, about half an hour later, you take the child to the camp by the lake, and say that the wheelchair will let you come, and you will have food to eat, don't tell others, I can't afford to raise more people."

The woman nodded, looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang with excitement, she knew that her child didn't have to die, and there would be food in the future, no matter what she could eat, as long as she had a bite to eat, she would be satisfied.

When the child finished eating the food, Zhang Xiaoqiang pushed the wheelchair to turn to the base, and a hint of ridicule flashed at the corner of his mouth. If you want to come, then come.

Zhang Xiaoqiang calculated that the people who followed him would deal with him at the wall, and Huang Quan drove the guards away from the wall, and it became a secluded place.

Sure enough, Zhang Xiaoqiang had just arrived under the wall, and the footsteps behind him became dense, and when he heard the dense footsteps, Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the wheels with both hands and threw them up violently, and the wheelchair turned 100 degrees out of thin air from the back to the front.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang faced the men chasing after him, he was obviously startled by these people, they didn't expect Zhang Xiaoqiang to be so alert.

In Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, these people are really not extremely vicious, one or two are ragged, yellow and thin, and the age groups are also different, there are all grades, and there is even one who is less than fifteen years old, with a young face.

Although he is young, his expression is crazy, and he is the one who shouts so much, as if he doesn't know what fear is at his grade.

These people didn't give Zhang Xiaoqiang more time to observe, shouted loudly, and rushed forward one after another, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who had been prepared, raised his gun and shot, holding in his hand was a pistol obtained from Bai Xiao, the desert eagle was lost on the island in the middle of the lake, and P became his special pistol.

The pistol didn't scare those people, it made them more excited, what does a pistol mean? It means that they can become a small force, it means that they can rob others, and it also means that they can become the second Ma Sanchun.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's shooting with a pistol is really not accurate, if it weren't for the fact that those people's targets were big enough to hit their heads and hit their bodies, maybe they would really have no way to take these thugs.

One by one, the men howled loudly and fell to the ground, and the men stepped on their bodies and rushed up without hesitation.

"Ah!!h A man who didn't know whether it was because of fear or excitement roared loudly, and threw the mace full of rusty iron nails in his hand at Zhang Xiaoqiang.

At the moment when the mace came off, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart tightened, and the pistol in his hand unconsciously aimed at the mace flying at high speed.

Time slowed down, and the mace flying at high speed slowly turned its head in the air, and the dirty handle, the rusty iron nails, and the black and dry blood stains on the head of the stick all fell into Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes.

Behind the mace, the pitch of several running men shouted was extremely strange, infinitely stretched, and passed one by one, as if they were dividing the tone into countless segments, slowly roaring out one by one.

The mace was so clear in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, and the man running behind the mace like a turtle was so blurred, as if all the focus was on the slow mace.

"Bang・・・・・・bang・・・・・bang・・・・・・ bang" The sound of gunfire was also slowed down countless times, and the bullets spun in the air and flew towards the mace, and one by one the shells that were thrown out of the chamber were thrown to the side.

A bullet flew out through the nails, the second bullet slashed through the rotating handle and shot into the air, the third bullet broke an iron nail, the broken nail and the warhead that changed the trajectory flew to both sides, and the mace flying towards Zhang Xiaoqiang's chest was knocked up and flew towards his head.

"Pong ・・・・・・" Zhang Xiaoqiang swung his pistol and smashed the infinitely enlarged mace in front of his eyelids, and the mace grazed his cheek and flew out.

"Ah・・・・・・・・h

Twenty triangular thorns were exhausted, and a roar came out of Zhang Xiaoqiang's head, shaking him into the darkness, and a big hand lifted the back of his head: "Brother Cockroach, Brother Cockroach・・・・・"

"I, ・・・・・・・・・" Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted two words with his eyes closed, losing consciousness・・・・・・・・・