Chapter 50

Five minutes... Ten minutes... Twenty minutes... One hour···

Zhang Xiaoqiang yawns bored, D2 stops again, Zhang Xiaoqiang uses his hand to poke the horn gun, the gun head drills to D2's chrysanthemum, D2 starts to turn around again to catch the moon.

With the vibration from the gun body, Zhang Xiaoqiang continues to run along the strength from the gun body. Anyway, as long as he stands behind the chrysanthemum of D2, everything is OK!

At first, it was painful for Zhang Xiaoqiang. It's numb, it's torture. Youdao is a doctor who has been ill for a long time. With D2, Zhang Xiaoqiang finds his way out.

You don't need to hold the horn gun with both hands, just one hand, and don't use too much force. As long as you feel the strength of the gun, you can trot along the direction. Zhang Xiaoqiang feels like walking the dog. The horn gun is the rope to lead the dog.

As time goes on, D2 is getting slower and slower. Zhang Xiaoqiang even has time to look at Yang Ke'er who is lying on the ground and does not know his life or death.

Zombies are human beings. Unlike machines, they can run continuously as long as they have power supply or fuel. Although they are strong, their physical fitness begins to decline with their continuous and large-scale movement. In the end, he even ignored Zhang Xiaoqiang behind him and the horn gun on the chrysanthemum. He stopped to have a rest.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is afraid that it will have a cup when it has a good rest. Every time D2 stops, Zhang Xiaoqiang will poke its chrysanthemum hard. Every time D2 receives the stimulation from the chrysanthemum, it will move again to continue the game of Eagle catching chicken.

"Ah Zhang Xiaoqiang yawned again. He didn't sleep well yesterday. The strenuous exercise an hour ago also consumed a lot of physical strength. Although he has recovered now, he began to feel extremely tired since he lost the sense of imminent crisis. No, yawning one after another.

D2 It's not moving again. Zhang Xiaoqiang pokes hard again. "No movement?" There was no movement from the gun. It seems D2 doesn't care about Zhang Xiaoqiang poking it.

The bottle opener started to work again, and the horn went in a few centimeters.

"Ow ~ ~ ~" D2 screamed miserably and began to turn around to get the moon.

"Little boy, can't I kill you?" Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his lips and continued to run.

It's another 15 minutes. Now D2 is completely immobile. Even the Dragon drill doesn't work. Looking at D2, Zhang Xiaoqiang is a bit silly. He finally bites his teeth and stomps his feet. In my heart, I shook the gun with both hands, just like the wheel handle on the old rural well. Then I saw that D2's swarthy chrysanthemum was more pure and thoroughly exploded.

D2 The muscles on the side of the chrysanthemum are confused by the spiral pattern of the horn, which looks like a black hole.

"Ouch ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" D2 made the most violent scream in history. Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears were buzzing and his hands were tight, and he began to run around again.

This time D2 didn't stop, always holding on to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang also did not just relaxed freehand brushwork, running frequent and intense.

One person and one zombie are holding each other strangely. Yang Ke'er is still lying on the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know if he has some eyes. Does Yang Ke'er's posture seem different from that at the beginning?

D2 The pace began to falter and the legs were not as powerful as they had been. Zhang Xiaoqiang also became out of breath, and his legs became swollen and painful.

The body of the gun in his hand came back with power. Zhang Xiaoqiang ran to the left along the power. He didn't know that D2's head suddenly opened. First he twisted to the left, then to the right in half. The two opposite forces made Zhang Xiaoqiang unable to hold the gun and let go of it.

Finally, he made face-to-face contact with D2. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the horn gun behind D2's fart and thigh, and at D2 who wanted to pounce on him.

"Mommy Zhang Xiaoqiang screamed, turned around and ran.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and D2 are running and chasing in the fields in this spring. D2 has a horn gun in its fart and dirty surface, just like an antenna inserted horizontally on D2, swinging with the twisting of D2.

Zhang Xiaoqiang used to touch, climb, roll and turn in the field, making every effort to escape D2's big claws.

D2 He also hates Zhang Xiaoqiang very much. A zombie passes by Yang Ke'er more than once. D2 has no interest in Yang Ke'er, but only recognizes Zhang Xiaoqiang to chase him behind.

"Once there was a chrysanthemum in front of me. I didn't grasp it well. I didn't know how to repent until I lost it. If God can give me an opportunity, I will stick it. If God has to give this opportunity more times, I hope it will be 10000 times!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang, while running wildly, deeply regretted that D2 was about to become a dead fish, but because of his carelessness, he was turned into a rabbit.Zhang Xiaoqiang is running in the fields. D2 is chasing after him. From time to time, he raises his paw to Zhang Xiaoqiang. It's not that Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to use obstacles to stop him. Unfortunately, he is now in the open field. There are no obstacles except for the ridge in the field. D2 is tall and has long legs. Even if he is tripped by the ridge, it's just a small stumbling step, Then he stood up straight and came after him.

Running and running to Yang Ke'er not far away, heard the wind behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to jump into the air, a standard forward somersault, fell to the ground, rolled a circle, and then stood up and ran, holding the horn gun with the screw steel body just picked up.

As soon as he picked up the horn gun, Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to throw it away. It was too heavy. He has no Yang Ke'er's strange power. It's OK to take it everyday. It's fatal to run away with it.

In the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't lose it. His horn gun was still hanging on the chrysanthemum of D2. The pistol didn't work. He still had some confidence in holding the horn gun.

Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed out that there was an irrigation ditch not far ahead. The ditch was about two meters wide. He could not see the depth of the ditch from a distance. Now he only had a dead horse as a live horse doctor. D2 should not be able to cross two meters.

Zhang Xiaoqiang led D2 to the irrigation ditch and jumped up in front of it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped to the other side of the ditch in the air. He took off in a hurry and landed a little unsteadily. He dropped his horn gun and rolled on the spot. It was only after a few circles that the momentum was resolved. Before Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up, he heard a "bang" sound behind him.

Turning around, D2 just fell into the pit.

"Ow ~ ~ ~" watching the prey escape, D2 roared again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has been immune to D2's roar. I don't know how many times I heard him roar when I was walking the dog just now, but it's hard for him to be so loud and long every time.

Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully stepped forward to see a clear, ditch is paved with cement, about 1.8 meters deep, there is no water, but there is a thick layer of mud, D2 only exposed half of the body outside, the lower legs are all trapped in the mud.

D2 Trapped in a small space, it is very irritable. It dances its arms and destroys the concrete wall in front of the people with its claws. It can see all kinds of cement blocks, broken bricks and dust flying around. It looks like violent demolition and construction.

In the blink of an eye, he planed a big hole in the concrete parapet in front of D2. With its random scratching and random planing, the hole is gradually increasing.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart is raised again. It won't take long for D2 to climb out. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulls out his 54 pistol and walks to one meter in front of him. Zhang Xiaoqiang raises his pistol and aims at his head and pulls the trigger again.

"Bump... Bullet" can't hit D2's skull, but it can make it howl. It raises its arm and flinches back in front of its head.

"Ouch ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A bigger howl came, but Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the horn gun originally inserted in the chrysanthemum was pushed to the cement wall behind him, and the horn gun was supported by the cement wall. With the strength of its own fierce retreat, the chrysanthemum was completely poked open