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The middle-aged Xiaojing's legs trembled slightly, but his expression became more and more gloomy, Wan Qiang's tragic methods just now really scared him, he didn't dare to imagine what it would be like if he fell into Wang Qiang's hands.

Wan Qiang quickly walked through the open space in the middle, walking with a little caution, not wanting to be buried alive again, a roar of the engine came from both sides, two large trucks crashed into the large cardboard box buried in the body, and an arm-thick steel wire rope bounced out of the soil, stretched in the back of the two large trucks, shook off the mud and sand, and covered Wan Qiang.

Wan Qiang was caught off guard, and was swept in the chest by the thick steel wire rope, Wan Qiang stood unsteadily, fell backwards, and the moment he fell, the fiber rope stopped his abdomen, and the huge force made Wan Qiang unable to stand, and flew backwards, but the fiber rope did not let him go, caught up and pumped him fiercely.

The whip-like rope was whipped on his body, even if the skin and flesh were thick, he couldn't stand it, Wan Qiang howled miserably, twisted in mid-air, and the rope was ushered in again, just hitting the root of his thigh, the thigh bent unconsciously, the calf was entangled with the rope, and Wan Qiang was hung on the rope.

Wan Qiang is like a grasshopper tied to a rope, shouting and twisting on the wire rope, the drivers of the two big trucks look from the rear mirror to the hanging Wan Qiang, they don't know what to do next, their previous expectation is that Wan Qiang's body is entangled in the wire rope, they go around an arc, cross over, trap Wang Qiang firmly, turn the live fish into a dead fish, and then find a way to kill it.

Now that Wan Qiang has become a part of the rope, they feel embarrassed, and they can't think of a way, so they can only do it according to the previous method.

The imaginary and the actual operation are two different things, when the intersection is not high enough, the steel wire rope is stirred under the wheel of a truck, the big truck is turned upside down, in the violent and harsh friction sound, various parts fly out of the chassis, and then, the wire rope is entangled with the transmission device, rubbing the rubber tires.

In the end, the big truck overturned, the rear wheels suddenly stopped lifting, the front of the car rushed forward, dragging the wire rope to turn over the heel, the heel did not turn over, the fiber rope on the rear of the other car was still entangled in people's territory, the Mercedes-Benz truck was violently stopped, the body tilted, and the four wheels were still turning.

When the two big trucks collided together, the people standing outside the field still didn't react, they were stupid, they were fine at first, how did they become like this in the blink of an eye? Could it be that Wan Qiang's luck is against the sky?

Wan Qiangqiang is also uncomfortable, the big difference between him and the D-type zombie is that he can feel the pain, he feels that only the ligaments in his legs are torn, the pain in his heart makes him moan in pain, cold sweat breaks out on his forehead, he is entangled with the steel wire rope, and he falls to the ground and smokes cold air.

"Up, up, up... Quick··· Net-dwelling·· Catch him ······"

The middle-aged Xiao Jing, as a superior person, has a stronger bearing capacity than his subordinates, and everyone else is in the tragedy of the collision of two cars, while he is staring at the big enemy Wan Qiang.

In a group of four, he dragged the haphazardly woven steel wire and rushed over, so strong that the men who had degenerated into worms in his heart rushed towards him with twisted and hideous faces and heart-rending screams, and he wanted to stand up, the pain in his heart made his heart numb.

In an instant, a big net covered him, and when the net fell, he grabbed the mesh and pulled it into his arms, a man was too nervous, his fingers were clasped on the big net, and before he could let go, he was brought to Wan Qiang under the big net by the force of the big net.

Wan Qiang didn't tear open the big net at the first time, he was carried away by anger, and wasted his precious time and opportunity on a miscellaneous fish.

The next moment when the panicked screaming man pounced on him, he hugged the man through the big net, his whole body tightened, and a thunderclap sounded in his chest, and the man lay limply on his chest, with blood flowing from his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears at the same time.

The man's bones were shattered, his eyes looked at Wan Qiang blankly, Wan Qiang wanted to push the man away, and the second big net fell, covering the man in the net with him.

With the second, third, and fourth sheets coming one after another, Wan Qiang was tearing hard inside, and his body was writhing senselessly, he would only make his gradually decreasing activity space filled with a large net, and slowly he felt suffocated, he had been entangled in the big net to the limit.

If Zhang Xiaoqiang was here, he would be extremely surprised, Wan Qiang is not bad compared to D-type zombies, whether it is strength or physical resistance, it is almost the same, but he didn't expect Wan Qiang to be cleaned up by a group of rabble so easily.

In the final analysis, Wan Qiang has the ability of D-type zombies, but he does not have the mindset of D-type zombies who don't know the senselessness, as long as the D-type zombies find the target, kill the target, and eat the target, three points and one line, without any other thoughts, without any worries and anxiety.

Wan Qiang is different, he is a person, he will feel fear if he is a person, he is not a warrior who has really experienced the test of blood and fire, from beginning to end, he was beaten by others by the nose.

The big net entangled him, Wan Qiang rolled on the ground, struggling, his heart was occupied by sorrow, could he die here today? The thought of decadence had just flashed through his mind, and his sense of smell had become unusually keen, and he smelled a faint smell of gasoline.

Wan Qiang's soul is going to be scared away, it's okay to be killed, it's just happy, and it's different if you are burned alive by the flames, it's terrible.

Gasoline was poured on his head, body, legs, feeling the flow of liquid, the despair in his heart turned into anger, Wan Qiang writhed, his body swelled as if inflated, and forced himself to squeeze out a gap.

At this point, Wan Qiang couldn't be afraid, he just silently thought in his heart that he couldn't be burned to death. Can't be burned to death, the fear of being burned to death has become a magic barrier in his heart, slowly he, calm down, the thought of not being burned to death leads to calm, he slowly touched the big net on his body, ten fingers interlocked, wrist force, the big net made of steel wire was torn apart and torn apart.

He tore open the first one, drilled through the breach to the mesh behind him, exerted his strength again, and the second layer was torn, he had confidence, as long as he slowly tore a breach from the inside out, he would eventually explode with all his strength and tear all the big nets together.

Things didn't go his way, and as he touched the latter net, a lit zippo brought out a burst of fire and the wind fell on him.

"Boom..." The flames rose into the sky, and the flames that ignited made the middle-aged Xiaojing who threw out the zippo retreat for a while, and retreated dozens of meters away, admiring the swaggering flames with a smile.

A terrible scream came from the flames, deepening the arc of the middle-aged Xiaojing's breathing at the corner of his mouth, the middle-aged Xiaojing's eyes became watery, staring at the flames, his breathing became slightly rapid, and his heart jumped up dishonestly, every time he felt happy, he would become another personality, hoping to have a tall and handsome man to share with him.