In this desolate night, the bonfire was roasting his chest.
His whole body was warm, and with this warmth, Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned on Yang Ke-er, wondering if he should sleep a little longer.
Yang Ke-er was leaning against the wall with Zhang Xiaoqiang in her arms, already asleep. Zhang Xiaoqiang could hear Yang Ke-er's steady and long breathing. A trace of warm air sprayed on his neck, giving him a very comfortable and comfortable feeling.
The sky was faintly turning white, and the night was about to pass. Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt that something was wrong with his body, 'very wrong'.
The meridians and acupoints of his body felt like they were being pricked by countless needles, and there was not a single part of his body that wasn't sore and swollen.
Then it felt like there were millions of ants crawling on his body, drilling into his skin, into his flesh, into his bones, all the way to his bone marrow.
Itch ~ The itch was everywhere!
From the top of his head to the bottom of his feet, from his skin to his bone marrow, there was not a single part that wasn't itchy.
The feeling of being surrounded by thousands of ants was nothing more than this. Along with the annoying itch, there seemed to be an electric current wandering around the cracks in his bones.
It brought bursts of numbness, as if he was hugging a copper coil that was discharging electricity everywhere in his arms.
Compared to the naked pain, this unspeakable sore and swollen pain was even more torturous. Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to shout to vent this torturous strange feeling.
He couldn't shout, and there was not a single part of his body that he could control. Even blinking his eyes was difficult.
Yang Ke-er was awakened by Zhang Xiaoqiang in her arms. Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but tremble, like a pendulum.
"What's wrong?" Yang Ke-er was a little sleepy.
Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't speak, but he knew that this was the effect of his strange ability to heal quickly. His previous injuries were relatively light, so the feeling wasn't that strong.
After a good night's sleep, he would be back to normal, but his appetite would become bigger.
"What's wrong with you?
Wuwuwu ~ ~ ~ "Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't speak. Yang Ke-er was very anxious, so anxious that she cried.
Zhang Xiaoqiang shuddered with his eyes closed, looking like he was in great pain.
Yang Ke-er hugged him tightly in her arms and pressed her little face against his forehead to feel his body temperature.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was oblivious to the outside world. He just silently endured the aching and numbing feeling. As time passed, he began to feel better. At least he could breathe a sigh of relief.
"Go!" Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes and spat out a word.
"What?" Yang Ke-er saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's reaction and hurriedly moved her ear closer.
"Cooking … … at least … … ten people's food … …" Zhang Xiao Qiang stuttered out.
"?" Yang Ke-er really didn't understand why Zhang Xiaoqiang still wanted her to cook for him when he was already like this.
"Go, don't worry about me!" Zhang Xiaoqiang urged. His body was slowly recovering, so it was no longer difficult for him to speak.
"Oh!" Yang Ke-er saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang was starting to calm down and speak in an orderly manner.
She let him lie flat on the ground and began to clumsily busy herself.
Zhang Xiaoqiang lay quietly. The sky had already begun to brighten. The blue sky was clear and cloudless, like a pure and huge sapphire hanging on top of his head.
The aching and numbing feeling slowly subsided, but there was a burning hunger in his stomach!
Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that his strength had returned, so he quickly climbed up from the ground.
The bonfire was burning brightly after Yang Ke-er added a few pieces of firewood. A simple stove made of a triangle was cooking a pot of rice.
Yang Ke-er's face was full of soot, and she was stirring the pot with a spoon.
Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't wait, so he climbed into the car to find some cooked food to eat.
"So comfortable!"
He touched his stomach and sighed. Seven Beggar's Chickens and a big pot of half-cooked rice were all eaten.
Zhang Xiao Qiang had regained his usual vigor and vigor.
"You didn't sleep much last night, go get some sleep first.
I have something to do! "Zhang Xiaoqiang rarely took the initiative to care about Yang Ke-er.
"Oh ~ ~" Yang Ke-er also felt sleepy, so she climbed into the car and hugged the quilt to sleep.
"It's time to settle the score!" Zhang Xiaoqiang muttered as he walked towards Xie Yuan Shan.
Xie Yuan Shan was lying on the ground like a dead dog, not moving at all. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the side and watched quietly. The clothes on his limbs were already dyed red by blood, and his body emitted a disgusting stench that made people want to vomit!
Xie Yuan Shan was already delirious, and his mouth was intermittently moaning in pain.
Tearing the gauze on his hand, the wound had already closed, and there was only a dark brown scar left on it.
Zhang Xiaoqiang used his right hand to grab Xie Yuan Shan's collar and dragged him towards the food factory's gate.
"Ah ~ ~ ~" Xie Yuan Shan was shaken, and his mind started to clear up, and his moaning also gained some strength.
Opening the gate, there were a few zombies with broken legs lying on the ground, probably attracted by the smell of blood. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care about the zombies.
He dragged Xie Yuan Shan around the zombies to the empty space next to the wall, and threw Xie Yuan Shan on the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the side and waited.
Xie Yuan Shan didn't care what Zhang Xiaoqiang did to him, he probably only wanted to die.
He just kept moaning, trying to alleviate some of the pain.
The sun slowly rose, and the golden sunlight slowly spread out. The light moved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang's body was bathed in the sunlight, the zombies with broken legs were also in front of him. Xie Yuan Shan also saw the zombies, and his emotions became agitated.
Looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang, his mouth opened and closed, wanting to say something.
"Give … give me … give me a quick … kill me …" These few words took a lot of his strength, and he was gasping for breath after saying it.
Zhang Xiaoqiang just stood on the side, not saying anything, not doing anything.
The zombies were only a few meters away from him, and he was scared and panic-stricken.
His body was like a giant maggot wriggling backwards, soybean-sized beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead, and then fell down like rain.
Finally, he was caught, and a zombie crawled in front of his leg, its two claws suddenly grabbed his left leg, and bit down through his pants.
"Ah ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" The last burst of energy before his death let out all of his potential, and his scream was full of energy.
A zombie grabbed his head and tried to bite his ear, but the zombie gently pulled him away.
His ear was torn off by the zombie's teeth.
Zhang Xiaoqiang squatted on the ground and vomited. The food he ate in the morning had already been digested by his stomach.
Now he could only vomit.
On the other side, Xie Yuan Shan was still not dead, and his screams could be heard. Hearing his screams, Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed to remember the scene of the zombies eating him, and squatted on the ground and began to vomit again.
Xie Yuan Shan finally stopped, and Zhang Xiaoqiang rested for a while before he recovered.
This time, he didn't know if feeding Xie Yuan Shan to the zombies was torturing him or himself, but he couldn't bear to watch that scene. He somewhat admired Yang Ke-er, she saw her boyfriend being eaten, and yet she didn't vomit.
"Could it be that watching a horror movie increased her level?
A small scene? "Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't understand.
After dealing with the zombies with broken legs, Zhang Xiaoqiang returned to the tricycle. Yang Ke-er was wrapped in a blanket, and was sleeping soundly. There was a slight smile on her face, and she must have had a good dream!