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Zhang Xiaoqiang yawned boredly, D2 stopped again, Zhang Xiaoqiang stabbed the beast horn gun with his hand, the head of the gun drilled at D2's chrysanthemum, D2 began to turn around and fish for the moon again.

With the vibration from the body of the gun, Zhang Xiaoqiang continued to run along the force from the body of the gun, anyway, as long as he stood behind the chrysanthemum of D2, everything was OK!

At first, it was painful for Zhang Xiaoqiang. It's numb, it's tormenting. There is a way to become a doctor after a long illness, and Zhang Xiaoqiang found his way out of the door under the circumstance with D2.

You don't need to hold your hands on the horn gun, just one hand, and don't push too hard. As long as you feel the force from the body of the gun and trot in the direction, Zhang Xiaoqiang feels like he is walking a dog, and the horn gun is the rope that leads the dog.

As time went by, D2 became slower and slower, and Zhang Xiaoqiang even had time to look at Yang Keer, who was lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Zombies are human beings, it is not like a machine that can run uninterrupted as long as it has power or fuel, although its physique is strong, but with its uninterrupted and large movement, its physical fitness also begins to decline. In the end, it didn't even care about Zhang Xiaoqiang behind him and the horn gun inserted in the chrysanthemum, and stopped to take a rest.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is afraid that it will be cupped after it rests, and every time D2 stops, Zhang Xiaoqiang stabs its chrysanthemum hard, and every time D2 receives a stimulus from the chrysanthemum, it will re-move and continue the game of eagle catching chickens.

"Ah!!h Zhang Xiaoqiang yawned again, he didn't sleep well yesterday, and the strenuous exercise an hour ago also consumed a lot of his physical strength, although he has recovered now, but since he has lost that imminent sense of crisis, he began to feel extremely tired, no, yawning one after another.

D2 didn't move again, and Zhang Xiaoqiang poked again, "No movement?" There was no movement from the gun, and it seemed that D2 didn't care about Zhang Xiaoqiang stabbing its chrysanthemum.

The corkscrew began to work again, and the horns burrowed a few centimeters in.

"Wow~~~~~" D2 screamed miserably and began to turn around and fish for the moon again.

"Look, can't you be killed?" Zhang Xiaoqiang pursed his lips and continued to run.

It's another fifteen minutes, and now D2 doesn't move at all, even the poisonous dragon drill doesn't work, Zhang Xiaoqiang is also a little dumbfounded when he sees D2 dead or alive, and finally gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. With a ruthless heart, he shook the gun with both hands, and shook it like a reel on an old-fashioned well in the countryside, only to see that the swarthy chrysanthemum of D2 was blown more purely and more completely.

The muscles of the D2 chrysanthemum lace are all messed up by the spiral patterns of the horns, and it looks like a black hole.

"Whew~~~~~~~~" D2 let out the worst scream ever, Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears were buzzing, and his hands tightened and began to run in circles again.

This time, D2 didn't stop, and always grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang with perseverance. Zhang Xiaoqiang also lost the relaxed freehand just now, and his running was frequent and intense.

One person and one zombie are holding each other in such a strange way, Yang Keer is still lying on the ground and I don't know if he is alive or dead, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know if he is a little dazzled, Yang Keer's posture seems to be different from the beginning?

D2's stride began to stagger and his legs weren't as strong as they had been. Zhang Xiaoqiang also became out of breath, and his calves also became swollen and painful.

The body of the gun in his hand came with force again, Zhang Xiaoqiang ran to the left along the force, who knew that D2's head suddenly opened, first twisted to the left, twisted halfway and then twisted to the right. The two diametrically opposed forces made Zhang Xiaoqiang unable to hold the gun, and let go of his hand by shock.

Finally had face-to-face contact with D2, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the horn gun inserted behind D2's ass and thighs, and looked at D2 who wanted to pounce on himself.

"Damn!!" Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted and turned around and ran.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and D2 ran and chased on the field in this spring, D2's fart and dirt were still stuck in the horn gun, like an antenna inserted horizontally on D2's body, swaying with D2's twisting.

Zhang Xiaoqiang used touching, climbing, rolling, and flipping in the field, and tried his best to escape D2's big claws repeatedly.

D2 also hated Zhang Xiaoqiang very much, a person and a zombie passed by Yang Keer more than once, D2 had no interest in Yang Keer, but only recognized Zhang Xiaoqiang following behind him.

"There was once a chrysanthemum in front of me, I didn't grasp it well, and I didn't know that I regretted it until I lost it, if God could give me a chance, I would definitely stab it and not let go, if God had to add times to this opportunity, I hope it was 10,000 times!!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang deeply regretted it while running wildly, seeing that D2 was about to become a dead fish, but because of his paralysis and carelessness, he was turned into a rabbit again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ran across the fields, D2 chased after him, and from time to time raised his fan-sized claws to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't think about blocking it with obstacles, but unfortunately it was now in an open field, except for the ridges in the field, there were no obstacles, D2 was tall and long-legged, even if he was tripped by the ridges, he only stumbled a little, and then stood up straight and chased after him.

Running and running not far from Yang Ke'er's side, hearing the sound of the wind behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to jump into the air, a standard front flip, fell to the ground and rolled around, then stood up and ran, holding the rebar horn gun with the rebar body that he had just scooped up.

As soon as he picked up the horn gun, Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to throw it away, it was too heavy. It is more than ten catties, and he does not have Yang Keer's strange power, he can hold it on weekdays, but it is a bit fatal to run away with it.

In the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang still didn't throw it away, his horn gun was still hanging on the chrysanthemum of D2, the pistol didn't work, and he still had some confidence in his heart when he held the horn gun.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that there was an irrigation ditch not far ahead, the ditch was about two meters wide, and it was a little far away to see the depth.

Zhang Xiaoqiang led D2 to run towards the irrigation ditch, and when he got to the ditch, he jumped up.

Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped to the other side of the ditch in the air, jumped too quickly and landed a little unsteadily, dropped the horn gun and rolled on the spot, rolled a few times to dissolve the momentum, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't wait to stand up when he heard a "tom" sound behind him.

When I turned my head, D2 had just fallen into the pit.

"Whoa~~~~~" watched the prey escape from his mouth, and D2 let out a roar again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is already immune to D2's roar, I don't know how many times I heard it roar when I walked the dog just now, but it was hard for it to shout so loudly and so long every time.

Zhang Xiaoqiang cautiously stepped forward to see that the ditch was paved with cement, about 1.8 meters deep, there was no water but there was a thick layer of silt, D2 only exposed half of his body outside, and the calf was all trapped in the mud.

D2 was furious trapped in a small space, and he danced his arms and claws to destroy the cement wall in front of him, and saw cement blocks, broken bricks, and dust bumps of various sizes flying around, looking like violent demolition.

In the blink of an eye, he dug a large hole in the cement parapet wall in front of D2, and the hole gradually increased as it scratched and planed.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart rose again, or it wouldn't be long before D2 would climb out. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang took out the five-four pistol and walked to a meter in front of it, Zhang Xiaoqiang raised the pistol and aimed at its head and pulled the trigger again.

"Bumper..." The bullet couldn't hit D2's skull, but it did make it howl in pain, and it raised its arm and jerked back against its head.

"Whew~~~~~~~~"

An even louder howl came, and Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the horn gun that was originally inserted in its chrysanthemum was pushed against the cement wall behind him by it, and the horn gun was pushed against the cement wall by it, coupled with its own force to retreat backwards, the chrysanthemum was completely stabbed open.