Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart was still calm, his face was indifferent, he jumped up from the roof of the car and rushed towards d2, seeing the arms of d2 waving, he stretched out his right foot to touch its left arm, and jumped onto its shoulder , grasping the side of its left ear with the left hand, sticking the entire front of its chest on the back of its head, drawing a small arc in the air with its right foot and hooking it down on its chin, and as soon as the body sank, it sat on the back of d2's neck , with its throat firmly clamped between its legs.
Zhang Xiaoqiang rides on the shoulder of d2, and sits on the back of the three-meter-high d2, who is only less than 170 centimeters tall. It feels like a tall father carrying his young son, and Zhang Xiaoqiang clamps his throat with his legs to fix it. I used the Jingwei sword to pierce the back of its head, and the tip of the sword pierced halfway, but it didn't go any further.
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned the tip of the sword vigorously to make the sword go deeper, d2 felt that Zhang Xiaoqiang was hurting its vitals, it howled loudly, it shook its head vigorously, it kept waving its arms to drive him off the body. The position Zhang Xiaoqiang made happened to be at its dead corner, his arms were still far away from Zhang Xiaoqiang's, not to mention the jolt caused by d2's head shaking, at least it was a thousand miles away from the jolt of that mutant beast, as for d2's loud shout? It doesn't matter, anyway, Zhang Xiaoqiang has already heard the roar of three d2s, one more is not too many.
The tip of the sword kept moving at the back of d2's head. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt more resistance as he drilled less than half an inch. The skin of d2 made him feel like he was drilling a piece of engineering plastic. The astringency of the sword tip became heavier and heavier until it stopped completely. , no matter how hard Zhang Xiaoqiang tried, it was still difficult to move forward, d2 felt the pain in the back of his head getting stronger and stronger, and it became more and more crazy.
d2 sat on the ground with one buttocks, and lay down on his back. Zhang Xiaoqiang was immediately pressed down by d2's head. His chest was hit by d2's head as if being beaten by a big hammer. He almost suffocated if he couldn't breathe. Out of breath, a burst of suffocation in the brain.
D2's head bumped into Zhang Xiaoqiang's body, and at the same time, the Jingwei Sword penetrated deeper into the back of his head until it reached the skull. D2 let out a painful cry and shook his head. As his head shook, the Jingwei Sword's hilt kept rubbing against the ground. The Jingwei sword fell from its head with two blows. Feeling that the thing stuck in the head was gone, d2 became excited, it sat up all of a sudden and fell backwards again.
Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled to the side before it could be done, picked up the Jingwei sword with his left hand, and pulled out the saber with his right hand, "Bump..." d2 fell to the ground again, opportunity! Zhang Xiaoqiang stabbed the saber in the middle of d2's tight eyelids, d2 felt his eyes were pierced and clamped his eyelids tightly, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt the saber stop, didn't think much, jumped into the air and kicked towards the saber fiercely He stomped down on the hilt of the saber, and the saber pierced into d2's eyes, leaving only the hilt exposed.
d2 let out a miserable howl again, and patted Zhang Xiaoqiang with a paw reflexively, Zhang Xiaoqiang hid and did not go any further, d2 sat up with his eyes open and got up from the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang switched the Jingwei sword to his right hand and took three steps forward to stab with the sword Going to the bend of its leg, turning the blade of the sword left a small wound on its leg. Zhang Xiaoqiang also knew that this kind of effort was futile, but he just wanted to make a little money.
He did his best and didn't kill d2. The damage caused by the saber can only be regarded as a slight injury, not even a serious injury. He is like a gambler who has lost all his chips, and he will not let go of any money. If there is no chance, now he tries to leave scars on d2 as much as possible, even if he can't kill it, he will disgust it to death.
d2 is not in the mood to clean up Zhang Xiaoqiang now, the foreign object in the eye makes it so painful that it hugs the eye and howls continuously, its claws carefully grope around the eye until it touches the handle of the saber.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was still jumping up and down under it, the Jingwei sword in his hand kept leaving scars on its thigh, d2 yelled loudly, pulled out the general saber at once, held it in his paws and squeezed the general saber into twists, it will The deformed saber was still far away, and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang again. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw d2 wake up and turned around and ran away.
The cat-and-mouse game was played again, and soon it became life-and-death speed. Zhang Xiaoqiang's physical strength dropped, and d2's speed surged because of his resentment towards Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang ran to the alley. He had no energy to deal with d2 now. The mouse hole in the village has become his life-saving straw, and he is fighting for the last chance of life for himself.
The corner of the alley slightly blocked d2 behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, and then exhaled hard, the d2 behind him had already started to be demolished, and broken bricks of various sizes fell all around like raindrops, filling the sky There was no trace of d2 in the dust, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally managed to catch his breath, dodged a few flying bricks and ran in, until he reached the house, jumped into the pit with both feet, and climbed out After walking more than ten meters, he saw that he was safe, so he lay down on the wet muddy ground powerlessly.
The air underground is cold and damp, and a bit stuffy. There is always a strong earthy smell. Zhang Xiaoqiang is lying lazily on the mud floor without moving a bit. For him, nothing is important now. When the physical strength is restored, even if you can't fight, you can't run
Just as Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that the bones in his body were numb, he was thinking about whether he should take this opportunity to get rid of d2 and escape from the warehouse by himself, "Bump..." Seeing that the light at the entrance of the cave suddenly dimmed, Then the passage shook as if it was about to collapse, Zhang Xiaoqiang crawled to the depths with hands and feet, cursing this perverted d2 in his heart, he became a mouse, but it still didn't let him go
The passage is not high, so he can only crawl on the ground with his elbows propped on the ground. Without light, Zhang Xiaoqiang can only use his head to explore the way. Zhang Xiaoqiang has never experienced such an experience before, his speed is even slower, the darkness in front of him is like a big mouth of a devil waiting to swallow him, and the d2 behind him is like a high-powered excavator constantly sending the soil behind Zhang Xiaoqiang into the sky, A gust of earthy wind blew from behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked back, the passage five or six meters away from him was continuously collapsing, and then the light was bright again, a lot of soil jumped onto his body and piled up a thick layer that almost He was buried alive, and he shook the mud on his body, and his forward speed accelerated again.
Now he doesn't care about anything, just crawls forward. In this narrow tunnel, he doesn't even have room to turn around, let alone fight d2 to the death. He can only move forward, forward, forward again, ahead The journey is so far away, Zhang Xiaoqiang only feels the hot spot on his head, if he reaches out and touches it, it will definitely be full of big bags, but no matter how many bags are compared with his own life, he bumps into it again and again. On the wall, turning direction again and again, just crawling forward numbly, until seeing the faint light in front.