Apocalypse Cockroach

Chapter 1895: 1895

The leader of the team took the signal gun from the corpse's hand and waved his hand . Hundreds of people continued to pull out . Soon, all the movement returned to calm, leaving several strange corpses lying in the original place, like statues . As time passed, the roar of motors sounded in the distance, and a bright lamppost pierced the dim earth, sweeping buildings, The old house suddenly flashed under the light, the scattered light spots scattered by the fragmentary glass refracting light source, and then disappeared into darkness again . The roar came from far and near, and the light became brighter and brighter, and finally stabbed people's eyes close to the body .

"It seems that they are well prepared . Which one is this?"

Xi'er looks at the body passing by in a flash and asks Zhang Xiaoqiang around him with a shriveled mouth . Zhang Xiaoqiang sleeps on the soft back of his chair . Xi'er's question doesn't make his eyelids fluctuate . He closes his eyes and says:

"There are more things ahead . What are these things for? They are all ordinary people . It's a pity to kill them . It's still a pity that you can't see them . . . "

"You . . . "

Xi'er's eyes are wide open, but Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes are closed . No matter how big she is, Zhang Xiaoqiang can't see it . She is depressed and murmurs blandly:

"Why can't you say it well? Is it interesting to be angry with me all the time? It's very nice to have such a big figure and to have a quarrel with my little girl . "

Xi'er with a little coquettish words let Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes suddenly open, and then closed, a faint smile on the corner of the mouth .

"Well, other girls are still girls even at the age of 27 or 78, but you?"

"What's the matter with me?"

Xi'er, who never pays attention to her impression in other people's hearts, suddenly gets nervous . Zhang Xiaoqiang never has a good word for her . Do you want to hit her again?

"You are not an ordinary little girl, but a little girl who can kill people . At the beginning, you blocked me in a broken house indiscriminately . I always remember this account . . . "

Zhang Xiaoqiang said that he was very resentful, which made the driver in front of him twitch his shoulder . Xi'er's mouth also smiles, and the smile flashes out, and the wet water vapor surges up in his eyes .

"What's the matter? You don't know the rules . Besides, you've beaten me . No one has beaten me except my mother . Don't I feel aggrieved?"

When Xi'er tells her mother, her eyes fluctuate . She seems to be touched and soft in her heart . Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at Xi'er with wet eyes and reaches for her nose . He really doesn't have the experience of coaxing girls . Even if he had a younger sister before, it was a lot of time to fight and make noise . When her sister cried, he just needed to be beaten, The task of coaxing his sister is his mother's .

“…………。”

"I miss my mother . . . "

The light in the car is dim, and the vines on the road make the car bumpy . Zhang Xiaoqiang and Xi'er keep getting close in the bumpy process . As soon as they don't pay attention to Xi'er, they lean on Zhang Xiaoqiang and feel her soft and fragrant body . Zhang Xiaoqiang's expression is serious, but his eyes stare fiercely at the front mirror, warning the driver not to look back, Xi'er doesn't pay attention to Zhang Xiaoqiang's beating eyes, but relies on the stiff body to whisper her true thoughts . She wants her mother, but can't Zhang Xiaoqiang change her mother? It can only remain silent .

"My mother is very bitter . She gave me and my brother all the delicious food . My brother was in poor health when he was a child . My mother earned money to buy medicine for my brother . She went to the vegetable market to pick up vegetable leaves . Sometimes she went to the restaurant to help others wash the dishes and get ready to pour out the leftovers . At that time, I swore that I would let my mother eat, dress and use good food every day, She was born with everything and everything is the best . What we can never expect is inferior . Her mother is very bad . Relying on her family's money, she robbed my father and turned him into a big villain . At that time, her father lived with us without telling her . Later, she found out that her father had a wife outside, Send someone . . . "

Xi'er tells the heaviest story in her heart when she is half asleep and half awake . Zhang Xiaoqiang's silent face is not angry with Man'er's parents, but he feels that he is listening to the story of soap opera series . He is always tired of these things, but the little beauty around him is sad alone, If he wants to turn Xi'er into his own help forever, he has to listen honestly and nod heavily from time to time . He doesn't know whether he is sorry for Xi'er's family or depressed for the torture of his ears .

"They say you're not a bad person, but I don't think you're a good person either . "

Cars are still driving at night, and there are more and more corpses on the roadside . Many corpses are no longer armed men, but evolutors who wear high-end clothes with exquisite materials and exquisite sewing . In the urban area, even if high-end clothes become mountains and seas, it is not possible for survivors to wear them . In order to show their identity, evolutors will never let humble survivors put on good clothes, Shanghai survivors, even if they have countless food and clothes around them, will never be able to eat enough, and their clothes will not cover their bodies . When they see the evolutionists bow their heads and make a detour . The body in a flash is their road sign . I don't know when Zhang Xiaoqiang's arm is on Xi'er's shoulder . Xi'er sleeps with her head in his arms . The girl's fragrance is around his nose . The driver in front peeps at him more than once, but there is no obscene color on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face . There is only a deep heaviness . Xi'er is young, She is strong in front of her partners and other people, but she is a woman after all . As long as she is a woman, she will subconsciously put down her disguise in front of a powerful man . Zhang Xiaoqiang defeated her and sent someone to capture her . Therefore, Zhang Xiaoqiang is stronger than her . Only a man stronger than her can give her the sense of security she is always looking for . Although she is uncomfortable around Zhang Xiaoqiang, it can let her down, I'm afraid that even she didn't expect to open her true emotions, which would touch her in a moment to let her say what she hid in her heart .

Xi'er's narration shows that Zhang Xiaoqiang can't fit in, and doesn't go out of her way to meet her . It gives her the feeling that she is as calm as her father, and she is a woman who lacks father's love . The sense of security she seeks is her father's tolerance and embrace . Just at this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang meets her inner desire, so she sleeps peacefully in Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms, Zhang Xiaoqiang also understands what's going on, because Xi'er rubs his chest with her small face more than once in her sleep, and whispers to her father, which makes him feel like he's really grown up .

At the moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang is immersed in a wonderful mood . It can't be said whether it's good or bad . The war is coming . Lou fanjun leads a well-trained special combat battalion to clean up the enemy in the way of special forces . He holds Xi'er, who is as pretty as a little girl, behind him . He feels a strange father's love . When he holds Xi'er, he thinks of his son Hao'er, There is also Yinmeng's dry daughter, Xiaocao . A strong impulse makes him want to end this chaotic and dangerous end, let his children live in a safe environment, and do not want them to go to the dangerous battlefield as they are now .

"How long did I sleep . . . "

Xi'er kneads her eyes and sits upright . Her nasal voice is strong . She is lazy and lovely . Zhang Xiaoqiang moves her numb arm and looks at Xi'er with a smile . She reaches out her hand to button her open neckline . Her fingers pass her white neck, but she doesn't feel any disgust . She opens her hazy eyes and allows Zhang Xiaoqiang to button her, I don't know when the blush spread to the delicate ears, and then dyed the little ears red .

"It won't be long . Well, come with me to see the Hongmen banquet of Qinghong road . . . "

Pushing open the car door, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Xi'er get off the car one after another . Zhang Xiaoqiang looks around . There are more than 100 bodies hanging on the building in front, which can shake in the wind . These bodies are injured in the spotlight, and their whole bodies are covered with blood . The murderer who killed these people even took away the last dignity of the dead . More than 100 bodies are all naked, and there is no shame cloth .

Zhang Xiaoqiang, standing in the open space in front of the building, is like an ant in front of an elephant . There are no other people and vehicles in the open square . Everything is emptied . Under the light of the square, blood stains are scattered everywhere on the marble floor, At the same time, the sharp eyed Zhang Xiaoqiang also saw that the shadow of the building's external wall was also covered with black paint . It was obvious that these people were still alive when they were hung up . These people were all cut off their arteries and hung in the air . They all died of blood . Although Zhang Xiaoqiang killed people, he really did not dare to do it .

"He . . . They . . . "

Xi'er looks at more than 100 corpses shaking on the floor with a noose in panic, and her face turns pale . The appearance of more than 100 corpses standing in the air and fluttering in the wind is easily associated with the scenes in horror movies . Even in horror movies, there is no spectacle of ghosts coming out together . She sees these corpses in the pale light of the night, Even Xi'er, who is used to death, is very afraid . Her lips tremble and she can't say a complete word . She slowly leans to Zhang Xiaoqiang and carefully hides behind him . She looks around .

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the corpses, and a trace of sadness flashed in his heart . These people died for his orders . If he didn't trust him too much and willingly think that Qinghongdao won't deal with him for the time being, how could he let these ordinary people die here? Seeing these corpses, Zhang Xiaoqiang's innocence would be crushed, He is not a saint without side leakage, and others are not the wolf dogs of his family . Things can never go perfectly according to his plan .

"Wuwuwuwu . . . "

The ghost bugle coming from nowhere came around more than 100 corpses, which made Xi'er's head against Zhang Xiaoqiang's back and his whole body began to shake . Zhang Xiaoqiang's face remained unchanged, and his eyes gazed at the corpses one by one . He whispered to Xi'er:

"It's the wind blowing through the window . . . "< br>