Volume 1 Chapter 349 V5 Cockroach

Chapter 349 V5 Cockroach

Touch..." Zhang Xiaoqiang bumped into the three men hiding behind the fourth bunker, knocking them to the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not a cat, he cannot control his center of gravity and balance flexibly like a cat.

The moment he landed, a human head flew up from his hand, and he didn't get up afterwards, just sticking to the ground and rolling towards the fifth bunker. When he rolled past two people, their thighs were forever Separated from his body.

But this happened too fast, so fast that people couldn't react at all. Zhang Xiaoqiang went through three bunkers in a row, but didn't stay in any bunker for more than a second. Burst into the fifth bunker like a ghostly shadow.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's surprise attack was so fast that the people in the first three bunkers had no time to react, but the time gained by the first few bunkers finally allowed the people in the fifth bunker to react, and they turned around and ran behind at the same time.

A group of mobs would not have much courage in the face of a god of death who can kill people with a wave of their hands. In their eyes, this god of death has already arrived in front of them. Apart from instinctive evasion, they can't remember that the rifle in their hands can also kill people. Threat to death.

"Kill... kill me..."

After a name with a trembling sound, the remaining two bunkers behind opened fire at the same time, and the three people who turned and fled stood on the floor and were shot back by the oncoming bullets. Exploding from them, the three of them let go of the rifles in their hands one after another and fell back.

Suddenly, a figure flashed behind the three men who were shot into briquettes by bullets, and the three bleeding men flew in mid-air and smashed towards the remaining two bunkers. After Zhang Xiaoqiang kicked the three unlucky guys away, he Chasing after them and looking at the sixth bunker, several people in the sixth bunker were knocked over by the flying corpses, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped up suddenly and rushed inside.

"Bump..." After a gunshot, Zhang Xiaoqiang's right thigh went numb, and a flower of blood exploded on his thigh. Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was flying in mid-air, was hit by the bullet and changed direction, and fell obliquely into the bunker. When he landed It doesn't matter whether they are dead or alive on several human bodies, the mouse king blade in his hand draws a circle on the floor beside him, and the sharp mouse king blade cuts several people under him in half.

After Zhang Xiaoqiang drew the Mouse King Blade, he did not dare to stay where he was. He lowered his head and shoulders and rolled across the floor towards the last bunker. When he was rolling, a sniper rifle flashed in the corner of his eyes and pointed at his path, "Mom... ...the sniper." Zhang Xiaoqiang desperately twisted his shoulders in desperation, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's body changed direction with the twist of his shoulders, from rolling forward to spinning on the spot.

After a gunshot, the bullet dug a small hole in the floor beside Zhang Xiaoqiang. After the gunshot, he pushed his hands on the floor vigorously, and retreated instead of advancing, just avoiding the second bullet, followed by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Rolling forward on the floor, the third bullet landed behind him.

Before the fourth bullet came, Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his right hand, and the Shuking Blade spun in the air towards the sniper who was holding a sniper rifle. After a while, Zhang Xiaoqiang's methods were not worth mentioning in the eyes of the sniper, he picked up the sniper rifle and used the barrel to face Shu Wang Ren.

"Ding..." The barrel was picked at the center of the flywheel as he expected, and the mouse king blade was picked up and flew back in the next second, and then the steel barrel was silently split into two, and the top part fell to The floor beneath his feet.

The sniper didn't know the characteristics of the Mouse King Blade, Zhang Xiaoqiang had no choice but to throw the Mouse King Blade at him, but he used the barrel of the gun to pick the sharpest blade of the Mouse King Blade, but he was asking for trouble, seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang dodged and flew backwards The Mouse King Blade rushed towards him, and the sniper turned around without saying a word, dragging his injured thigh and fled towards the rooftop.

The sniper was running away, Zhang Xiaoqiang had no time to control the sniper, he jumped into the last bunker, the three men in the last bunker were approached by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the rifle was useless. Zhang Xiaoqiang smashed it over.

"Touch..." The moment Zhang Xiaoqiang got close, he kicked countless brass shell casings scattered on the floor. The bullet casings scattered on the floor were splashed around by the military shoes, and they kept rolling in the air. As they rotated, some bullet casings collided with each other in the air and flew in other directions in disguise. The three men were hit in the face by the bullet casings, and unconsciously closed their eyelids to protect their eyes.

"Plop..." A man had a saber stuck in his throat, the handle of the saber was held by the man in his hand, he held the handle stuck in his throat and wanted to pull it out, the blood flowed quickly along the blood groove on the blade As the blood flowed out, the energy in his body evaporated as quickly as small drops of water dripping into the stove.

"Tong..." He fell on the floor piled with bullet casings, still holding the handle of the knife with both hands, staring straight at an empty magazine on the floor with both eyes, the saber in his throat was never pulled out for a while. Finally, he opened his eyes and swallowed his last breath.

"Bump..." Zhang Xiaoqiang threw out his saber and jumped in front of a person, bumping his head against his brow bone. The person's head was bumped high, a strand of blood splashed into the air between his eyebrows, and then his body He fell to the floor with a groan of pain.

"Huh..." A rifle was slammed down towards Zhang Xiaoqiang's head. Because of the force, the heavy rifle was blown up in the air, "Ha..." A roar roared from Zhang Xiaoqiang's chest He came out, and threw his left arm in the direction the gun was swinging, "Bump..." The left forearm hit the gun with a muffled sound, and the gun hit the leather armor on Zhang Xiaoqiang's left arm and bounced back to hit the last person's arm. on the chest.

The gun hit his chest and he let out a muffled groan. He could not help but take a few steps back and leaned against the wall. He was backing up, but Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed in front of him like a preying beast. The sore left hand was right on his neck, the rifle fell from his hand and fell on the floor, splashing a few shell casings to the surroundings, and he tightly grasped Zhang Xiaoqiang's left wrist with both hands, trying to push away his suffocating left hand .

The man was about to be suffocated by Zhang Xiaoqiang, he hooked his neck vigorously, trying to use the strength of his head and the strength of both hands to move away the big hand that was painted red and black with blood.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's cold eyes didn't fluctuate at all, his right hand punched his forehead with the sound of wind, the back of his head rose and hit the wall behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang's fist hit his forehead again and again, his The back of his head hit the wall again and again with a muffled sound, his eyes lost focus and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang indifferently, strands of bright red blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears on both sides.

Zhang Xiaoqiang withdrew his left hand, and the man was still looking at him with dull eyes, and slowly slid down against the wall and sat on the floor, his head was powerlessly tilted to one side. The face was dyed red, and on top of the red blood were scattered red and white brains. Because the blood was too thick, some of them gathered together and slid down the wall, drawing a blood path on the white wall and extending downward.