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Zhang Xiaoqiang covered his mouth and nose with his hands, squatted on the branch, squinted his eyes, and desperately danced the Rat King blade to cut all the burning things around him under the tree, but this was far from enough, the flames around him were very easy to clean up, three times five divided by two, but the flame under his feet was attached to the entire tree body to burn, the flame head when burning was all upward, and the temperature of the outer flame of the flame was high, Zhang Xiaoqiang was almost a duck on the oven.

The clothes on his body have appeared in an open flame, sticking to the skin and flesh to burn, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care about the burning of the clothes on his body, he squinted his eyes and carefully observed through the thick smoke on the tree, but unfortunately the tree was full of dense mutant shrimp, and there was not even a vacant space.

The skin and flesh on his body squeaked from the flames, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to stay any longer, leaned over and climbed onto the burning bark that turned into charcoal, grabbed the hot metal gun body, shook the beast horn gun twice and pulled it out vigorously, the moment he pulled it out, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up high and fell down the tree, and the place where he fell was shocked by mutant shrimp all over the ground.

Zhang Xiaoqiang had no choice but to jump under the tree, he had already found a safe place near the shrimp group, the only thing to do was to rush out of the shrimp group, the burning flames on his body quickly crawled all over his body, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped in the air like a fire man and fell to the ground.

With a strong momentum, Zhang Xiaoqiang's body tilted, his legs stretched forward, and at the moment he landed, he stepped on the carapace of a prawn, and the whole mutant shrimp slid forward like a skateboard on the ground.

The mutant shrimp attached to the ground ploughed deep grooves on the ground, hitting many of the same kind, and finally embedded in the ground and could not turn over forever, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not stop with the mutant shrimp, with the momentum, he rushed forward like a leopard.

The burning Zhang Xiaoqiang is jumping and charging, like a kangaroo, every time he jumps in the group of mutant shrimp, under the big claws of the prawns, he rushes out quickly, Zhang Xiaoqiang created a miracle in the eyes of the three women, only to see Zhang Xiaoqiang exerted his great speed, in the group of shrimp, lightning-like sprint, a few breaths, he actually rushed out of the 100 meters, far breaking the world record, this is still in the bumpy road and many mutant shrimp.

After Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed out of the mutant shrimp group, he didn't stop, just buried his head, jumped forward like a kangaroo with a hot horn gun, his brain was blank, and there were only two words in his heart, jump, run.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ran towards Yang Ke'er and them, and in their scorching sight, he rushed past their sides and continued to run, because of the desire in his heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang developed all the extreme potential he had, only running was left, and there would be no others, if no one stopped him, he would run down until he was dyed into ashes by the flames.

Yuan Yi rushed out, before rushing out, she threw out the shield to Zhang Xiaoqiang's leg, the rotating steel shield smashed into Zhang Xiaoqiang's leg, Zhang Xiaoqiang lost his balance, his hands were open, and he threw himself to the ground in large characters, in an instant, Yuan Yi flashed to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, the steel knife danced dexterously on Zhang Xiaoqiang's body, and countless sparks and meteors flew around, and when Zhang Xiaoqiang fell heavily to the ground, all the flames burning on his body were cut off by the steel knife.

"Husband・・・Do you want to matter・・・Husband・・・How are you hurt・・・・・"

Yang Keer rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, threw away the knife and shield, pounced on Zhang Xiaoqiang, grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang's shoulder and shook, in the afterglow of the fire in the distance, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not have a piece of good meat, the skin and flesh were all scorched black, and smoke was still coming from many places.

"Oops, it hurts・・・・・"

Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped up violently on the ground, carefully touching the burnt skin that was rubbed off by Yang Keer's small hands, grinning in pain, in the stunned eyes of the three girls, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped on the ground like a scalded monkey, touching the burns and burns on his body from time to time, and he didn't dare to use force, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't help himself.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's image is very bad, Yuan Yi did it very thoroughly, all the burning clothes on his body have been removed, Zhang Xiaoqiang is only left with a pair of underwear with a few big holes, and the torn place can reach the smoked pitch-black buttocks, and there are a few fire bubbles on it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang still has some willpower in the end, he stopped jumping after a few jumps, stuck the horn gun on the ground, took off the steel helmet buckled on his head and hung it on the handle of the gun, kicked off his shoes, and felt better when he stood barefoot, not that he was funny, just because the shoes and helmet were hot in the flames and could fry eggs.

A jug full of water poured down from Zhang Xiaoqiang's head, along the countless burns on his back arms, flowing through his legs and ankles to the ground, and then Zhang Xiaoqiang took the military uniform in Yuan Yi's hand and began to wear it, not caring whether the exposed wounds would rub on the clothes and cause inflammation and swelling, and then, he picked up the guns and equipment on his body and put them on, then buckled the helmet on his head, turned his head and said to the women:

"Let's go... Let's go meet them・・・・・"

Zhang Xiaoqiang ran in front with a beast horn gun barefoot, followed by the three women staring at his back and trotting, no one spoke, their hearts were heavy, the more Zhang Xiaoqiang pretended not to care in front of them, the more they could feel the pain of Zhang Xiaoqiang, even if they were far away from the fire, they could feel the stinging and suffocation on their faces.

And Zhang Xiaoqiang is equivalent to walking back and forth in the erupting crater, except for his chest and crotch, there is no good skin in his body, it is this man who endures the hot and sharp pain, pretending to be nothing in front of them, just to not let them worry too much, but they don't know that the injury on him hurts in their hearts.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is very unhappy now, the big pain on his body is not the hot pain, but the itching all over his body, the itching has completely overwhelmed the burn pain all over his body, if he can choose, Zhang Xiaoqiang is willing to transform the itch on his body into a hot sting again, it is too torturous, it is not as good as pure pain.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has tried this feeling many times before, thinking that he already has immunity, as long as he is injured, he can heal himself in the itching, and the impact on him is getting lower and lower every time, except for some itching near the wound, there will be no discomfort anywhere else, this time is different, the whole body is itching, whether it is the chest or the back, whether it is the head or face or the soles of the feet, and even including his crotch.

And the crotch tortured him again, very itchy, gray often itchy, and embarrassed to scratch the crotch of his pants obscenely in front of several women, so he could only bury his head in front and endure it with bared teeth.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked faster and faster, with the operation of qi and blood, the itching seemed to be intensifying, the more itchy his body was, the faster he walked, the faster he walked, the more itchy his body became, and there was no place on Zhang Xiaoqiang's body that was not itchy, even the toes began to itch, there was no way, Zhang Xiaoqiang comforted himself, fortunately, the chrysanthemum was not itchy.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he felt that something was wrong, as if he had been thinking before, okay, where and where it didn't itch, and then that place began to itch, and then he was thinking about where it didn't itch, so it became now that there is no itch.

A group of people ran in front of him, and it was Huang Quan who was the head, with Huang Quan and the militia behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang forgot the itching on his body, and immediately asked:

"What's going on over there? Isn't there a chance to get it back? ”

Huang Quan sighed and shook his head, several squadron members beside him also lowered their heads, and in silence, Zhang Xiaoqiang found that something was wrong, several team members' faces and upper body uniforms were all splashed with blood spots, and the dense blood spots seemed to be splashed when sprayed at close range.

"Someone was killed or wounded? How many? ”