Apocalypse Meltdown

"Isn't it gone, why do you return the same way." Wang Cai is puzzled.

"Well, eat some people's pancakes, leave something." Chu Han really does not want to say that he has a knot in his heart, just the old man's simplicity makes him boring, he has always been predatory, and everything is clear The purpose, even if the last life did not have such a good condition, I had to be a sinister when I had to find a living. The old man was like a mirror, and all the evil thoughts in his heart were revealed.

It’s all bad at the end of the world. Even his own son is so against him. Why is he still so simple? So good for a stranger, even if it is rare in the civilized era?

The small village was originally broken, and it was impossible to calculate the siege of how many zombies had been suffered here. The original color was not seen on the soil wall, and there were traces of some kind of creatures sweeping around, plus snowfall. Here is a cold, muddy snow lying on the ground at the moment.

puff

A heterosexual directly reached out and pierced one's chest, and smashed his whole heart out. The white face of Senbai opened his mouth wide open, licking his teeth and biting the heart into a big piece, enjoying the chewing. Two times, he snorted and swallowed his blood. The blood flowed down his fingers and flowed down. He was mixed with the dirty snow and water in the snow, and it was filthy.

Snapped!

The person who lost his heart fell directly to the ground and died instantly.

There are constant cries, and begging for mercy everywhere. There are no strong among these people. It is not easy to survive and walk here. However, the 20 different species in the district can make them more than 100 people without any help.

"You can't kill me, forgive, forgive!" The old man's son who sent the pancake to Chuhan was kneeling on the ground, and he was desperately asking for mercy that knocked a woman's head away from the brain. He didn't dare to look at these black robes. People's looks don't dare to think about why they can talk but do the same things as zombies.

The man in his forties is desperately embodying his value: "I am an evolutionist, I am a first-order evolutionist, you spare me, let me do whatever, really!"

"Son? What happened?" The old man was still curling up on the ground. He had just interrupted a rib by his son. The aliens also lost interest because he was too old. He couldn't see it, he could only hear it. Unusual movements around him, when the son heard the voice of the beggar, the old man shouted out.

At this time, the Tucun operation is nearing the end. The whole village is filled with a strong **** smell. There are residual meat and blood stains everywhere. Some walls are covered with dirty yellow-brown sticky and thick objects. On the ground, It is a pile of corpses that have been taken out of the heart. These seeds are very picky and eat only the heart. It is the most energy-enhancing part.

The diffuse **** smell quickly spreads away and disperses toward the distance. It will soon lead to a large wave of zombies, even a small number of corpses. After the raids of the zombies, there will be only A bunch of white bones will be difficult to see when the aliens have been there.

Standing in front of the old man's son for a second, he opened his mouth wide, and there was still broken meat and bloodshot in his teeth. He stared at the middle-aged man who kept his head in front of him, and he said: " First-order evolutionary?"

"Yes! First-order!" The voice of the middle-aged man immediately screamed, and bravely looked up and looked forward to the black robes who looked at them.

“How?” asked the peers in front of them.

"It is not a way to find this. This person keeps it, let him mix into humans and inquire about the news."

"Hear?" The stranger, standing in front of the middle-aged man, smiled and took the portrait again: "Help us find this person. It should be on the way to Beijing. It is best to lead him to us."

"Hear it! I must do it!" The guarantee of the excitement of middle-aged men.

"Son! Son, what did you promise them?" The old man yelled and panicked, and then he said to the strangers: "You put my son, something is coming for me!"

“Hey?” A burst of laughter in the alien population: “What is your father who is going back to the shore?”

"Go, kill him." The stranger standing in front of the middle-aged man ordered him, and the tone was unquestionable.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man did not hesitate to go to his father. In the unbelievable look of the latter, he picked up the big stone next to him and smashed it toward the old man's head!

Hey!

I don't hesitate!

Hey! puff

The skull was broken instantly, and the brain and blood in the old man's head were sprayed out. It was sprayed on the middle-aged man's body, but he didn't care, he was still screaming, and even made a noise: "I want you to do things." Going to death, you are dirty and smelly old waste!"

"Ha ha ha!"

"Oh!"

Twenty heterosexuals burst into a burst of heart-wrenching laughter, standing on the side watching the good show, and just in the laughter, another voice suddenly sounded behind them.

"Chu Han?" This is the voice of Wang Cai, with a trace of trembling: "The old man?"

Chu Han stood behind these people, and the arm of Shura’s Tomahawk could not keep shaking. The blood in front of him could not cause his emotions, but who could tell him how the old man in front of his head was smashed?

The middle-aged man who took the big stone and desperately rushed to his head and squatted, was the so-called son of the old population?

What the **** is this world!

"Chu Han?" Twenty different kinds of seeds were attracted by this pure and sudden sound. They turned and looked at the back with a huge black axe. They couldn’t keep shaking, and they didn’t know what they were looking at. young people.

A heterogeneous bow looked down at the portrait in his hand. When he raised his eyes again, he was bright-eyed. The lips covered with disgusting fangs cracked open and had a certain arc: "You don't have to find it, he sent it to the door." ”

"Don't be embarrassed, quiet." A stranger suddenly fell on the middle-aged man.

"Yes! Good!" The middle-aged man quickly stopped his movements, standing on the side of his knees, his body, his face and the stone in his hand, all covered with the blood of his own biological father.

"You are Chu Han?" A stranger walked to the middle of the road, looked at Chu Han up and down, with a slight disdain in his tone: "I heard that you are a third-order evolutionary? Wood Yeh is very concerned about you. Sure enough, we will hide, so many of us have found you for a full month."

"Wood leaves?"

Chu Han raised his eyes and revealed a pair of blood-red eyes. The Shura war axe in his hand clenched the scale to four, and the speed of the axe blade suddenly exploded.

puff!

The stranger who spoke suddenly burst open from the middle, and a huge black axe appeared on the top of his head without warning, straight and cut.

哗

The body was split in half by an axe, and the blood burst and shot.

go to hell!