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Apocalypse Cockroach

By Wei An Zhang Lang

The camps have the police

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„Wait/Etc. · · · haven't · led me to come to the wrong place? What I said that disagreement woman in same place, this is any · · · · · · · ·”

Little Dong draws must the member who turns around to leave, is pointing at front, saying of clenching jaws, the member by hurting that the Little Dong strange strength pinches, pulls out the cold air to shout:

„Do not ask me, Chief Zhang told personally, making you direct these women, you are content, others want to do do not have his share, you resulted in cheaply do not have shown off cleverness here · · · · · · · · · ·”

The members walked, Little Dong was silly, he is looking at his body previous big piece of tent, fell silly, among the one by one tents pulls thin hemp ropes, in the hemp rope is hanging each article clothing, the clothing is having two types, one type is the underwear and coat of woman, but also some are the small clothes of child, countless women go through, or is receiving the clothes, either is drying in the sun the clothes.

Little Dong has not gone to front of the number many tent, many women, the women are loquacious, is talking incessantly anything, the honeybee same humming sound the sound synthesizes one piece, is the innumerable honeybees together humming sound, changes voice that soars to the heavens, shakes Little Dong both eyes to speak, dizziness foot hemp.

A tall young man stands the edge in tent area is looking at them silly, naturally arouses the interest of women, they encircle in the same place are exchanging anything in a low voice, does not have the woman to send out to laugh, many women are throwing the coquettish look to Little Dong, is shaking the waist, was suggesting anything.

Saw that countless women are staring at him, in the eye glitters the dangerous gloss, Little Dong is giving a loud shout, turns around to run, in the dust sand flaps, edge of Little Dong from woman area vanished · · · · · · · ·

Zhang Xiaoqiang waited for in bored as before, every day in evening. He will run up to camp to inspect from the riverside, to Huang Tingwei and his two subordinates expressed the sympathy to the sultry arid monitoring indoor, and delivered with ice piece that the icemaker made.

Although the thing is small, made several people feel the Zhang Xiaoqiang concern, one by one opened the eyes to fill the both eyes of blood threads, to Zhang Xiaoqiang vowed solemnly that was guaranteeing, certainly did not let off lakeside any sound.

Left the control room, Zhang Xiaoqiang will have carried is packing the ice piece the big cup, leisurely and carefree was drinking the ice water, took a stroll in the camp, the Zhang Xiaoqiang status was transparent, he was the deputy team chief of motorcade, by the giving shelter eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang was under one person, leaders above ten thousand people, were respectful to him extremely.

Zhang Xiaoqiang contented enjoyed this respectful, the line of sight is glancing a strange fellow, in the big hot days, that fellow wore the long gown, was bringing the hood, the ancient monk to Europe, was raising a god of death sickle same everybody, inspected in the woman barracks area, so long as there are man to approach, will be expelled by him immediately.

This is Little Dong, after his previous time knows was swindled, goes back to look for Zhang Huai'an to wrangle, Zhang Huai'an makes him choose, does for day one -and-a-half jin (0.5 kg) meter militiaman, does for day three jin (0.5 kg) meter/rice, worked the benefits to have the woman director of share, Little Dong has submitted, did not have no way dry/does, he also wants to pay off the bills due, although he does not know, what oneself was owes?

Little Dong is loathing fears to the woman, he does not want to be treated as monster same to size up before several thousand women, looks for he has worn the long gown to hide, looked for Wang Le to make a god of death sickle of belt chain link, with frightened the person in the hand, pouring makes him mix several points of fame, in his hands ate to have been to the man of suffering to be many.

Zhang Xiaoqiang regarding Little Dong, holds one type available cannot do without with the mentality actually, are many his not to be many, is short of his many, in line with the thoughts of picking leaking, Evolution can deceive one is.

Saw the appearance of Little Dong, Zhang Xiaoqiang carries the drinking glass to walk, wanted to chat with him, Zhang Xiaoqiang has forgotten, he and Little Dong last time met fights at the evening performance, Little Dong has been grave to his resentment, frequently is cursing this in the heart to the fellow who he brought the huge debt.

„Is your · · · · · · ·”

A low roar of miserable person shouted to the hood, Little Dong went forward several steps before the Zhang Xiaoqiang body, the long handle sickle layer on layer/heavily chopped the ground, raised the head is staring at Zhang Xiaoqiang ruthlessly.

Little Dong to maintain mystically with dignity, on the face is also bringing a black iron mask, above drilled two holes, looks at the thing to the eye, on the mouth is also dense and numerous small eye, serves as the expiration.

„Ha! Today the weather is good, here dry/does is familiar with?”

Zhang Xiaoqiang also thinks that between he and Little Dong also many dirty, seemingly two people have not explained with enough time, now the trade goes forward rashly, as if there is suspicion of watching the fun.

„Is you harms!!!”

Little Dong tall howl, pulls up the long handle sickle, lifts the expansive sky to take advantage of opportunity to lag behind slantingly, the glistening blade flashes through together bright as snow, cuts to the Zhang Xiaoqiang waist.

The speed is too fast, the sickle that flies to fall howls in the scalding hot air, breeze first. Throws hair before Zhang Xiaoqiang volume, when the sickle will soon cut falls to him on, Zhang Xiaoqiang like only the grasshopper jumped, the ice water in hand was also discarded, puts the ground to disperse a piece of wet mark, several crystal same ice pieces.

Zhang Xiaoqiang jumps is not high, sickle just has wielded in his shoe sole, with the feeling, extends foot on the sickle, the sickle sinks fiercely, he throws forward.

Little Dong does not know what's the matter, suddenly, before Zhang Xiaoqiang has flown his face, the sickle in hand makes him take back without enough time, puts on the big foot of military shoe to kick ruthlessly to his chin.

Little Dong does not have the place to move aside, impatient, instead hits with the forehead to the tip of the toe of Zhang Xiaoqiang, „Peng · · · ·” a Zhang Xiaoqiang foot kicks on the Little Dong mask, the iron mask of distortion flew slightly, Little Dong pitiful yell is dragging the sickle, will cover the forehead to retreat in the future.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has not fallen the advantage, he did not have to kick the pig iron but actually the situation, instead shakes the strength to lead the right foot ball to behind, Zhang Xiaoqiang lost balanced, in midair from standing erect face toward below, the ground is infinite, Zhang Xiaoqiang lay the ground, in the dust of raising, Zhang Xiaoqiang heard the Little Dong jogging sound.

Little Dong shoots the right foot to pound ruthlessly to ground Zhang Xiaoqiang, the Zhang Xiaoqiang deflection, rolls one side, the strength of this foot is too big, the strength of instead shaking makes the right foot of Little Dong tingle with numbness.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has let that foot, then starts to counter-attack, lies down in the ground, the tune the body, a foot ball is curved in the leg of Little Dong, Little Dong on one knee kneels, pulls out with a big foot ruthlessly in his cheeks, his cheeks did not have the iron mask, a blood has spurted from his mouth with a moment broken tooth.

„Peng · · · ·” Little Dong throws down on the ground, the next second of throwing down, Little Dong resented that stared at has been pulling out Zhang Xiaoqiang of foot him, saw that open/stretch strong both hands supported, just wants to crawl.

Little Dong also rolled in the ground, rolls side Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang just stood, the calf of Little Dong alternated among his both legs, the Little Dong strength was big, Zhang Xiaoqiang handled to guard, was tripped by the scissors foot of Little Dong, two people both lay down the ground, relative, this two people no longer are thinking crawled, swatted mutually in the same place, the thick dust was billowing, the ashes of flying upwards blocked from two people figure.

From beginning to end. Among two people beating was looked in the eye, they have not thought that big hot days wear the panchromatic long gown, bring silly · B of hood, unexpectedly can fight with Zhang Xiaoqiang are so intense.

They saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang has not acted seriously, otherwise, Little Dong was already cut the head, even if this, they also hold in high esteem to Little Dong, can thrash this with Zhang Xiaoqiang, is not the average people can achieve.

The time that the dust throws is not long, when Zhang Xiaoqiang stands up from the dust, the clothing is wrinkled, on the face moistens some dust, the mouth outward is still spitting the saliva, is curious to the Little Dong destiny, does not know that he is any result.

While the dust falls, Zhang Xiaoqiang just walked 35 steps, the pitiful call behind is together howling from Zhang Xiaoqiang, the person's shadow jumped to the ground together, stretches out the arms to want from behind to grasp Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang hears calling out of Little Dong, in heart inwardly cursed: „Silly · B, the sneak attack sneak attacks, what howling is howling?”

The Zhang Xiaoqiang body retrocedes suddenly, short body hits in the bosom of Little Dong, the Little Dong chest front hurts, the right upper arm was grasped by Zhang Xiaoqiang, the sinking sound shouted angrily, Little Dong one meter eight was been short he section of Zhang Xiaoqiang to throw.

Little Dong shouted one miserably, crawled does not have the sound to the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang spat one toward the ground, lifted departure of foot transnational ground Little Dong, which knows that Little Dong was also sly, when Zhang Xiaoqiang bridged over him did not have the sound, installed the dead dog, when Zhang Xiaoqiang stood his another side, a leg lifted in the midair has not fallen, after Little Dong held the calf that Zhang Xiaoqiang has not dropped drew.

In people dislocated jaw, two people have to be thin hitting of huala in the same place, Little Dong bears to hit thick-skinnedly, long time does not see two people to decide the victory and defeat, in helping the person prepares to make a bet, looked Zhang Xiaoqiang tidies up Little Dong in minutes time, a grating warning resounds · · · · in the camp

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