Apocalypse Cockroach: Three hundred and seventy-three I believe you are an innocent two/five more

The tone of Zhang Huai'an is not a bit of hypocrisy, and it seems that there is really nothing to do. The Liu Zhenghua and others sitting beside him were shocked. What it means to kill a back and forth among more than one hundred thousand zombie, they all know. And they also know that there is Evolution zombie in the middle of the loss. Once Evolution zombie appears, they will have to be replaced by human life.

Zhang Huai'an means that he can’t squeeze the soldiers underneath. He can only use the most primitive methods to calm down the anger and resentment of the soldiers below with blood and head. What does this mean? This means that the soldiers in the camp have become a group of bloodthirsty lunatics, a group of lunatics who do not take their lives seriously. Such enemies are the most terrible, and they cannot afford to provoke them.

"But · · · can't kill so many at once · · · to know · · a lot of them, they don't know anything · · · you go and talk to the following people · · · you are the captain, they should talk about some reason · · ·"

Qian Kaixi spoke, although he didn’t care about the life and death of the poor, here are the locals around WH who are waiting to be decapitated. As a native WH, Qian Kaixi is very resentful for outsiders to kill their hometown people, although he does not Dare to refute, but hope that Zhang Huai'an changes its mind, and it is good to kill one less.

"Useless · · originally, they were going to kill all those who came to change the rice ticket, or I’d better say that they only accepted to kill these people, alas · · · I’m not living well · · · only has to wait to return to the base, let Elder Brother Cockroach to train them · · · ”

Qian Kaixi groaned and fell into the ears of Liu Zhenghua and others, but they captured a key word, back to base?

Qian Kaixi was very cold about the word. He opened his mouth and wanted to continue to ask questions, but he saw that the one by one man with big flowers was driven under the table. Twenty executioners with big swords got on the table.

The two militiamen pulled one on the table and knelt down on the knees for five, without throwing any number plates at Zhang Huai'an. He knelt well, and the hand of the man standing next to him was cut with a knife.

The five gangsters waved their knives together. In the distance, the audience shouted neatly, flying three heads, and two crooked heads hung around the neck. The neck was not severed, short. The neck was cracked with a big mouth of blood. The blood water burst like a water pipe and splashed around. The raindrops of scattered blood were poured on the face and body of the executioner.

The imprisoned person is desperate to die. He opens his mouth, his teeth grieved with pain, but there is no sound in his throat. Their trachea has been cut off, and a **** red blood bubble is blowing at the fracture.

Two unsuccessful executioners were also frightened by the blood pouring on them, keeping the knife-waving posture, looking at the splashing blood on the ground, feeling the hot blood dripping from their faces.

With a loud shout, the two executioners standing at the back stood on their chests, trotting up, pulling the two frightened executioners apart and tipping them to the ground, the big blade in their hands shining in the sunlight, another one A human head flew up.

This time one of them lost his hand. When he cut it down, the guy with blood spattered himself fell to the ground and his sword fell through, which made the young executioner a little bit ashamed.

Lifting the guy who was lying on the ground kicked upside down, the whole body including his legs were shaking, the executioner ignored him, his red eyes were cut with a knife, three consecutive knives, and bone chopping generally took his head Stomped, kicked the head off the stage with one foot.

Five corpses and two scary executioners lying **** on the wooden platform, the floor was constantly red with wet blood pouring out, and a large area of ​​red was stimulating the senses of the people, and the countless crowds were stupid Looking at the stunned froze, suddenly, a man standing at the front stood up and a white flower squirted out of his mouth. For a time, the sound of vomiting became the main theme of the gathering place center.

On the scene, not only watching the lively people vomiting, but also waiting to be killed, even the executioner standing on the platform is also vomiting. Six of the twenty executioners dropped their knives and wanted to jump. When he got off the stage, he was pointed at the gun.

Zhang Huai'an wiped the tears that caused by vomiting fiercely and looked to him. He found that only one person who was sitting under the umbrella with him was vomiting like him, the others were just The face is ugly.

The vomiter is Qian Kaixi. Others including Mu Peipei are frowning, which makes Qian Kaixi alert. These people are not good at it, so you need to be more careful in the future, including the seemingly gorgeous Mu Peipei.

The execution continued. The man who whimpered loudly, one by one, pulled on the **** beheading station, and fell in two strokes. Not everyone had his luck. The head was cut off, and he fell happily. At least half of the people were cut to death. Where there was more pain, the executioners could not bear more and more. They threw down their beheading knives, knelt on the table and kowtowed to the players below, begging them to let themselves go.

As Zhang Huai'an nodded, there were fewer and fewer executioners on the stage, and there were only seven left in the end. These seven more and more excited. They cut down the man who was **** by one by one, and kicked off the beheading with one kick. He gasped, opened his scarlet eyes, and wiped the blood from his face. His eyes were waiting for the next one to come to them.

The corpse under the stage is spread out, and the blood gathers and winds like a river on the ground. It flows to the distance and is surrounded by people watching. The people standing in the front can no longer see it. They have been scared. After breaking his courage, he turned around and left again and again, and was blocked by someone who was too scared to move.

At this time, there is a weird atmosphere in the center of gathering place. Whether it is killing or looking at the killing, there is polarization. Some civilians can’t see it anymore. The self-protection mechanism is activated. The more excited I look, I can’t help but want to rush to the front to look carefully, and see the remaining executioners killing more and more cheerfully, and they all shouted loudly, not because they hated the killed, but simply someone was beheaded and sprayed with bleeding flowers. Applaud.

Those kneeling on the side watched their companions pulled away and became **** corpses. I don’t know how many people were so scared that they excreted their urine, or how many people were scared. The bundles are sturdy, and I'm afraid they've jumped.

On the side of the cart behind these people, Huang Tingwei was talking to a woman. The woman was the one who had exchanged the food stamps. At this moment, the woman no longer had the charm of yesterday’s charm, leaning on the car tremblingly, and the yellow water droplets flowed smoothly. With her ankles flowing to the ground, the thick blood in the air surrounded her like substance.

"See? Do you want to go up? Or, are you ready to lose your head from the beginning?"

Huang Tingwei turned his back to the beheading station~IndoMTL.com~ staring at the woman's frightened eyes, speaking softly and softly, with the intellectuals' consistent elegance, but the meaning and meaning of the words The tone is not worthy, and individual can hear the thick killing.

"I don’t really know where he is hiding, I can tell you everything, I’m really innocent, he only let me bring people over to change food, I don’t know there will be fake Rice ticket, really please believe me · · ·"

The woman is as honest as possible, and her eyes reveal a little sincerity. She wants Huang Tingwei to believe in herself and believe that she is really innocent.

"Really don't know where he is? Don't even know you mistress?"

Huang Tingwei frowned and asked the last time carefully.

"I have said a few places that I know. I really don’t know. He never tells me something. If I know it, I will tell you. Please · · ·. Please believe me, I really I don’t know anything about · · · ·”

The woman wept bitterly, slid down the carriage slowly, knelt down to Huang Tingwei's feet, looked up at Huang Tingwei with her dim eyes, her hands pleading, her eyes full of cravings.

Huang Tingwei looked at the woman seriously, hesitated for a moment, nodded and said:

"I believe you are innocent, and I also believe that you really don’t know where he went · · ·"

The woman nodded again and again, her eyes full of gratitude, her mouth slightly raised, and she wanted to give Huang Tingwei a smile.

"Take her over and stay with those innocent people · · · ·"

Huang Tingwei finished speaking and turned away. The woman at his feet no longer looked at him more.

The woman stared blankly at Huang Tingwei’s leaving back, her mouth wide open and she could not make a sound for a while, her two big hands held her arms one by one, and she screamed loudly: "No · · · · · · · · · ·"