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    Seeing the pile of ammunition in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but curse, isn't that the bullet he brought out?  Zhang Xiaoqiang always brings enough ammunition when he goes out. Now that the zombies gather, he has to prepare for a zombie blocking battle with a scale of tens of thousands to tens of thousands at any time. Naturally, he has a lot of ammunition. His own bullets were captured by others and shot at himself. Zhang Xiaoqiang  How not to be angry?

    The men were flustered by the empty magazines that were constantly being pushed over, and none of them looked up to watch the surroundings. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the opportunity, turned around and went back to the place where he killed the man before, picked up some empty magazines, and then  Walking slowly towards those people with empty magazines like no one else.

    A few people looked up, Zhang Xiaoqiang's face was smeared with blood, they couldn't see clearly, and he was holding a sack of empty magazines in his hand to attract the attention of these people, they didn't see anything wrong with Zhang Xiaoqiang  .

    "Wow" Dozens of empty magazines fell on the ground and spread out in a big piece. Seeing so many empty magazines, several people squatted down to pick them up cursing.  At the same time, under the light, a mouse king blade with fluorescent lights flashed in the air, four heads flew up, and four fountains of blood sprayed around from their severed necks.

    Others who were buried in the bullets suddenly found that their faces and heads were drenched by hot liquid, and the clips and bullets in their hands turned from black and yellow to red before, and then they found that they were holding the clipped bullets.  The hands that were painted black by the butter dust were also covered with warm red. When they looked up blankly, a bright yellow crystal flashed in the corner of their eyes, and then they fell into permanent darkness.

    More than a dozen human heads kept rolling in a pool of blood, and a dozen headless corpses sat or pounced, fountain-like blood sprayed continuously from the blood vessels at the broken neck, carrying rifles on their backs  Zhang Xiaoqiang of the Shu King Blade stood at a dozen corpses and looked at these corpses and rolling heads indifferently. His entire body was covered with hot and humid blood from head to toe.  The rifles on the back are all painted red.

    More than a dozen blood fountains were spraying at the same time, and there were no dead spots. Zhang Xiaoqiang naturally couldn't dodge it. Besides, he couldn't dodge if he wanted to kill someone.  He didn't feel any nausea in his heart. No matter who smelled the smell of blood at this time, he couldn't bear it, but Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't feel any discomfort.

    Seeing the corpses and heads at his feet, and smelling the strong smell of blood in the air, he was surprised to find that the feeling of being covered in blood gave him a kind of ecstatic enjoyment. You must know that he was just an otaku before the end of the world  Well, an otaku who is not at all psychologically gloomy, even if he has experienced it in the last days, he will not feel uncomfortable at most, and he will definitely not enjoy it.

    "Could it be that I have the potential to be a perverted murderer? I like blood because of Xiami? Could it be that I've really started to pervert?" Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a little uncomfortable, and there was a sound of impatient footsteps on the stairs above his head, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to think too much,  The body speeded up instantly, stepping on the back of a corpse that had fallen to the ground, jumped up to the steps on the second floor.

    A man with an empty magazine had just turned around, and a man covered in red rushed in front of him. A strong smell of blood rushed into his nose from the sound of the wind brought by the man, smelling the stench  The smell of blood, even he, the ogre king who is used to skinning and dismantling human bones, felt like throwing up. His stomach was churning, and a salty smell rushed to his throat and he was about to spit it out.

    A weapon like a sickle was nailed to his throat with the back of the sickle, a huge force came from the thing, he was pushed against the wall behind him by the thing, and the surging thing fell back into his stomach,  But the tongue stuck out involuntarily, and the eyes kept turning upwards. The plastic belt holding the empty magazines was loosened and fell to the ground with a sound. Several empty magazines slipped out of the bag and rolled down.  Far.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at this white and fat guy indifferently. Judging from his ruddy complexion, he had a good life in the last days, better than his subordinates who ate rice.  So white and fat, what to eat?  Do you still need to ask?

    The man's eyes were rolled by the back of the Shuwangyan's knife, and his tongue slowly stuck out, both hands tightly grasped Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand holding the knife, trying to push it away from his neck.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang watched his face slowly turning purple, and slowly exerted force on the Mouse King Blade in his hand. Seeing that the man was about to be strangled to death, Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly relaxed his strength again, and waited until he seemed to be taking a breath.  From time to time, the Mouse King Blade in his hand would be used slowly again. After a few minutes, Zhang Xiaoqiang got tired of the game, and saw slightly on the side of his neck, very carefully, for fear that the saw would be too deep and his throat would be severed.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang withdrew the Mouse King Blade, stood aside and looked indifferently at the man kneeling on the ground, touching his neck and panting heavily.While panting, an inaudible "hissing" sound interspersed through his panting, and a very thin arrow of blood spurted out from the artery in his hand. By the time the man realized something was wrong, the blood had already  His hands are painted all over.

    He covered the wound on his artery in horror, but how could he cover the wound on the artery?  The blood arrow sprayed on his palm and turned into blood, dripping and flowing quickly, completely soaking the clothes on his chest. He wanted to yell loudly, but he could only make a "cluck" sound from his throat.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the cannibal who was waiting for his blood to drain to death, stepped over him and prepared to go up the stairs to the second floor.

    "Someone really came in, why didn't you tell me earlier, hurry upyouyouand you all go down and search for me, so that the people below don't take bullets, and go search together  ""

    "Master Xiao, I saw that guy was shot more than a dozen times. At that distance, even the body armor couldn't stop him. I thought he was dying, but now the gunshots on the first floor have stopped. He is a master. I'm afraid  The brothers below are finished, why don't you bring more people down"

    "Those people scattered in the house may have been killed by him, but there are more than a dozen bullets below, even if you can't clean them up at once, I don't believe that person is more powerful than you, you take the three of them  Go down and have a look, I want to catch him alive, I want him to watch himself being eaten slowly"

    Hearing the conversation upstairs, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't rush up. He put the Mouse King Blade back into the scabbard, took out the two grenades left in the satchel, pulled the kala ring, and threw them into the corridor on the second floor.

    In a glimpse, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw four or five men standing in the corridor, and then he leaned on the corner of his back, unloaded his rifle and pulled the bolt. The two grenades exploded into a loud noise, and a burst of  The air waves of wall dust and flesh and blood sprayed out from the entrance of the corridor and fell downstairs, and the corridor on the second floor was filled with a choking smell of gunpowder smoke.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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