Chapter 135

Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart is still calm, and his face is indifferent. He jumps up from the roof of the car and pours at D2. Looking at D2's waving arms, he reaches out his right foot on his left arm and jumps to his shoulder. His left hand grabs his left ear and side of his body. His whole chest sticks to his back brain. His right foot draws a small arc in the air to hook his chin, As soon as he sank, he sat on D2's back neck, with his throat between his legs.

Zhang Xiaoqiang rides on D2's shoulder. He is three meters tall and sits on D2's back. He is less than 170cm tall. He feels that his tall father is hunched over his young son. Zhang Xiaoqiang holds his body between his legs and his throat. He stabs him in the back of the head with Jingwei sword, and the sword's head will not go deep into half of it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turns the tip of the sword to make it deeper. D2 feels that Zhang Xiaoqiang is hurting it. It howls, it swings its head, and it waves its arms to drive him down. Zhang Xiaoqiang's position is just its dead corner. His arms are far away from Zhang Xiaoqiang's, not to mention the bumps caused by D2's shaking his head, which is at least 18000 miles different from that of the mutant beast. As for D2's shouting? It doesn't matter. Anyway, Zhang Xiaoqiang has heard the roar of three D2's, and none of them is more.

The point of the sword is constantly drilling in the back of D2's brain. Less than half an inch, Zhang Xiaoqiang feels more and more resistance. D2's skin makes him feel that he is drilling a piece of engineering plastic. The acerbity of the point of the sword is getting heavier and heavier until it stops completely. No matter how hard Zhang Xiaoqiang tries, it's hard to move forward. D2 feels more and more pain in the back of his brain, and it's more and more crazy.

D2 He sat down on the ground and lay down on his back. Zhang Xiaoqiang was immediately pressed by D2's head, and his chest was hit by D2's head like a hammer on his chest. Without breathing, he almost choked and his brain was suffocated.

D2 His head bumps into Zhang Xiaoqiang, and at the same time makes Jingwei sword go deeper into his back brain to his skull. D2 shakes his head with a cry of pain. With the shaking of his head, the handle of Jingwei sword keeps rubbing on the ground. Three or two times, Jingwei sword falls off his head. Feeling that the thing stuck in his head was gone, D2 got excited, sat up and fell back again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled to one side before it started. He took the Jingwei sword with his left hand and pulled out the sabre with his right hand. "Touch... D2" fell to the ground again, opportunity!!! General Zhang Xiaoqiang's knife stabbed D2's tight eyelid. D2 felt that his eyes were pinched. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that the sabre stopped, but he didn't think much about it. He jumped into the air and stomped hard at the handle of the sabre. The sabre stabbed D2's eyes, leaving the handle exposed.

D2 Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't go any further. He sat up and got up from the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang changed the Jingwei sword to his right hand. He took three steps forward and stabbed it at its leg. Turning the sword left a small wound on its leg. Zhang Xiaoqiang also knew that this effort was futile, But he is holding the idea that he can earn a little.

He did his best and didn't kill D2. The damage caused by the saber can only be regarded as minor injury, even serious injury. He is like a gambler who has lost all his chips. He won't miss any chance to turn over the book. Now he will try his best to leave scars on D2, even if he can't kill it, he will disgust it.

D2 Now he is not in the mood to clean up Zhang Xiaoqiang. The foreign body in his eyes makes him sad. He holds his eyes and howls. He carefully gropes around his eyes until he touches the handle of the sabre.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is still jumping under him, and the Jingwei sword in his hand keeps leaving scars on his thigh. D2 suddenly pulls out the general's knife and holds it on his paw. The general's knife is pinched into hemp. It keeps the deformed Sabre far away and pours on Zhang Xiaoqiang again. When Zhang Xiaoqiang sees D2 wake up, he turns around and runs.

The cat and mouse game is playing again, and soon it becomes the speed of life and death. Zhang Xiaoqiang's physical strength declines. D2's resentment against Zhang Xiaoqiang increases rapidly, and Zhang Xiaoqiang runs to the alley. Now he has no energy to deal with D2. The mouse hole dug in the house becomes his life-saving straw. He is fighting for the last chance of life for himself.

The angle of the alley slightly blocks D2 behind him. Zhang Xiaoqiang takes a deep breath and breathes out. D2 behind him has begun to be demolished. All kinds of broken bricks fall around like raindrops, and D2 can't be seen in the dust. Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang gasps for breath and runs away from some flying bricks, He ran all the way to the house, jumped into the pit with both feet, and climbed out more than ten meters. When he saw that he was safe, he lay on the wet mud ground with no strength.

The air under the ground is cold, damp and stuffy. There is always a strong earthy smell. Zhang Xiaoqiang lies lazily on the mud and doesn't move at all. It doesn't matter to him now. First of all, he has to recover his physical strength. Even if he can't fight, he can't run?

Zhang Xiaoqiang is thinking that his bones are numb, crisp and crisp. He is thinking about whether he will take this opportunity to throw D2 away and escape from the warehouse. "Touch ~ ~" and "when he sees the light at the entrance of the cave suddenly darkens, and then the passage shakes, as if it is going to collapse. Zhang Xiaoqiang climbs deep with his hands and feet, and scolds the abnormal D2 in his heart, He has become a mouse, but he still does not let himself go?The passage is not high. He can only crawl on the ground with his elbows. There is no light. Zhang Xiaoqiang can only use his head to explore the way. As long as he doesn't hit the wall, it's the passage. He can't crawl fast in an unfamiliar tunnel. In addition, Zhang Xiaoqiang has never experienced this before. His speed is slower. The darkness in front of him is like a devil's mouth waiting to devour him, D2 behind him is like a high-power excavator, which constantly sends the soil behind Zhang Xiaoqiang to the sky. A wind with the smell of soil blows from behind him. Zhang Xiaoqiang looks back and finds that the tunnel five or six meters away from him is collapsing, and then the light is bright. A lot of soil jumps on him and builds a thick layer, almost burying him alive, He shook the mud on his body, and the speed of his progress increased again.

Now he doesn't care about anything, but just crawls forward. In this narrow tunnel, he doesn't even have room to turn around, let alone fight with D2. He has to move forward, move forward, and move forward again. The road ahead is so far away. Zhang Xiaoqiang only feels hot on his head. If he reaches out and touches it, he must be full of bags, But no matter how many bags and his own life, it's nothing. He bumps into the wall again and again, turns the direction again and again, just crawls forward numbly until he sees the weak light in front of him