179 Self-destruction
The small straight knife in the man's hand constantly intersected with Zhang Xiaoqiang's police dagger, and the crisp and pleasant metallic sound made the members of the combat team around Zhang Xiaoqiang feel that they were watching a martial arts movie, and they were not worried about Zhang Xiaoqiang's safety at all, and the machine gun cannon and the d2 that couldn't be killed together could not be killed by Zhang Xiaoqiang, the man in front of him? Far from it.
The previous man and his two men had been taken aside by the fighting group and squatted on the ground, and the woman who had been tied up had been loosened, holding her child and waiting for her fate. Except for the machine gunner who was watching the men lying on the ground in front of him, everyone else's eyes were focused on Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, watching with relish, if it weren't for Zhang Xiaoqiang's identity, I'm afraid someone would have applauded.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the crazy man in front of him very playfully, he crotched the man's blade from time to time, gently leaned on the man with his body, watched the man stumble to the side, and then the man jumped up at the first time as if he had installed a spring and continued to pounce on Zhang Xiaoqiang, although Zhang Xiaoqiang teased the man like a cat catching a mouse, but he also felt a trace of admiration for this man, although this man was very crazy, but he had a kind of toughness, an indomitable momentum, If ordinary people had encountered the same situation as him, they would have been caught a long time ago, or they would have raised a knife to cut themselves, but this man is still trying, and everyone knows his thoughts, even if he dies, he will bite off a piece of meat on Zhang Xiaoqiang's body.
"Ha ......" the man shouted again, the small straight knife in his hand stabbed straight into Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang took half a step back, the dagger in his hand slashed at his small straight knife, the serration on the dagger happened to be stuck on the back of his knife, Zhang Xiaoqiang stirred his wrist violently, the force on the police dagger made the man no longer able to hold the small straight knife, the small straight knife broke free of his right hand and flew into the distance, seeing that all the people here thought that the battle was over, the mad dog was pulled out of the canine tooth, cut off the claws, he had no harm to Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Ah......" The man did not become decadent because of the loss of the weapon, but became more crazy, he opened his arms and pounced straight at Zhang Xiaoqiang, his eyes were blood-red, his mouth was open, his face was distorted, Bai Sensen's teeth bit Zhang Xiaoqiang's neck, Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his right foot and wanted to kick him back, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man's left hand move, a smaller small straight knife was held by him in his hand, the man took the same way of playing, he wanted to use his chest to meet Zhang Xiaoqiang's counterattack, and then use the knife in his right hand to cut Zhang Xiaoqiang's neck, Seeing that the hearts of the members of the combat team here were like being pressed against a boulder, they knew that they would never be able to avoid themselves, this man was even crazier than a mad dog.
Zhang Xiaoqiang just raised his right foot, and when he saw that something was wrong, he didn't have time to think about it, threw away the dagger, strode violently and leaned against the man's arms, let go of the man's knife, and held the man's left arm with both hands to exert force, and the man was thrown out by him...... Zhang Xiaoqiang touched the paw prints on his face and looked at the young man who fell to the ground in the distance and couldn't get up, he was still a little weak in his heart, this person was too dangerous, even if he was thrown out by Zhan Xiaoqiang, he still scratched a claw on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face with his right hand, although he didn't have time to exert force, but Zhang Xiaoqiang's face was still scratched a few bloody wounds.
The man fell not lightly, he writhed on the ground and struggled to get up, he saw that the guys with guns not far away around him were looking at him and laughing, some people deliberately aimed the muzzle of the gun at him, but he was not afraid, he opened his blood-red eyes and looked for the target, he didn't plan to go back alive this time, he has always had a **, destructive ** in his heart, I don't know when it started, maybe he was in middle school and was suspected of being infected with influenza A but no one came to see him, Maybe it's the father who has never seen him in the right way that makes him constantly resent him, or maybe it's the cousin who has taken care of him since he was a child marries the man he hates.
He doesn't care about anything, he wants to destroy, he wants the whole world to die, he wants to see the square covered with corpses, he laughs wildly in the square with a knife, waiting for a scorching bullet to send him to hell, he has always had this thought in his heart, in the university dormitory he has more than once held a small straight knife bought from the Internet and gestured at the neck of his sleeping classmate, as if cutting it down! His space was dark and obscure, and he felt a heavy oppression, and he always wanted to seek destruction or self-destruction.
When the end came, I saw the students on the playground on the roof of the school being pounced, torn, and chewed by those former classmates; A satisfaction that he had never felt before filled his heart, and he walked down the stairs step by step, he was going to go to the playground, and let the crazy monsters tear him apart and eat himself, which he thought was the most perfect way to die, and he hated his body, because it was given to him by his father.
He walked slowly downstairs, and at some point a beautiful figure appeared in his mind, it was his cousin who was six years older than him, the cousin who cooked for him, bought snacks and toys for him, the cousin who took him out to play, the cousin he liked silently in his heart...... He came back, went through hardships and dangers, hovered on the edge of life and death more than once, the most serious one he was seriously injured and could only lie on the ground and wait for death, the feeling before death was wonderful, very comfortable, as if everything was not important, the past involuntarily appeared in his mind, the last image was that beautiful figure smiling at him, he suddenly didn't want to die, he wanted to go back, he climbed to the window and licked the rain splashed on the windowsill, and then he found that he had changed, faster, stronger, with this speed and strength he returned to his hometown.
Father died, he turned into a zombie and was cut off by his own knife, looking at the corpse at his feet, he had no joy in his heart, only a loss and worry about his cousin, his brother-in-law died, he cut off the blackened flesh and skin on his body little by little, he cut it very slowly, I don't know if it was a thousand knives or ten thousand knives, he found her white bones in the bedroom, he held her white bones and hissed in pain, he hated, he hated all zombies, he rushed out the door with a knife, he wanted to kill all the zombies, or he was eaten by zombies.
Just here, he saw a girl, the girl was running from the street with a bunch of food and mineral water, chasing an S-shaped zombie behind her, the girl was wearing a red hooded down jacket, the style of the down jacket was very familiar, it was his sister's favorite one, it was the five hundred yuan he earned in the supermarket tally during the summer vacation and bought it for his cousin, looking at the familiar down jacket, he passed by the girl and inserted the small straight knife into the head of the S-shaped zombie.
In this way he survived, and he was always followed by a small tail, which girl in a red down jacket, the girl who looked beautiful but was only in front of him, the girl's name was Minan, a fifteen-year-old high school girl, who lived alone in the last days for a few months by virtue of inexplicable foresight, until she met him......