five minutes...ten minutes...twenty minutes...one hour...
Zhang Xiaoqiang yawned boredly, D2 stopped again, Zhang Xiaoqiang stabbed the horn gun vigorously with his hand, the tip of the gun pierced D2's chrysanthemum, and D2 started turning around to fish for the moon again. .
Following the vibration from the gun body, Zhang Xiaoqiang continued to run along with the force from the gun body. Anyway, as long as he stood behind the chrysanthemum of D2, everything would be ok!
It was painful for Zhang Xiaoqiang at first. It's numb, it's excruciating. Youdao is a long-term illness and becomes a doctor. Zhang Xiaoqiang figured out the way after dealing with D2.
You don't need to hold the horn gun with both hands, just one hand, and don't use too much force. Just feel the force from the gun body and trot along the direction. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt like he was walking the dog, and the horn gun was the rope to lead the dog.
As time went by, D2 became slower and slower, and Zhang Xiaoqiang even had time to look at Yang Keer who was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
After all, a zombie is a human being. It is not like a machine that can run uninterrupted as long as it has power or fuel. Although its physique is strong, its physical fitness begins to decline with its uninterrupted large-scale movement. In the end, it didn't even care about Zhang Xiaoqiang behind him, or the horn gun stuck on the chrysanthemum, and stopped by itself to take a rest.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was afraid that it would be a tragedy after it rested, so every time D2 stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang poked its chrysanthemum vigorously, and every time D2 received the stimulation from the chrysanthemum, it would start to move again and continue the hawk catching chicken game.
"Ah!!!" Zhang Xiaoqiang yawned again. He didn't sleep well yesterday, and the strenuous exercise an hour ago also consumed a lot of energy. Although he has recovered now, since the sense of imminent crisis has disappeared, I started to feel extremely tired, no, I yawned one after another.
D2 didn't move again, Zhang Xiaoqiang poked it hard again, "No movement?" There was no movement from the gun body, it seems that D2 didn't care about Zhang Xiaoqiang poking its ass.
The corkscrew started working again, and the animal horn penetrated a few centimeters.
"Aw~~~~~" D2 let out a miserable cry and started to turn around to fish for the moon again.
"Little boy, can I kill you?" Zhang Xiaoqiang pouted and continued running.
After another fifteen minutes, D2 stopped moving at all, even the poisonous dragon drill didn't work, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little dumbfounded seeing D2 not moving, finally gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. Feeling ruthless, he shook the body of the gun with both hands, shaking it desperately like the handle of an old-fashioned water well in the countryside, and saw that the black chrysanthemum of D2 was exploded more purely and more thoroughly.
The muscles around the D2 chrysanthemum are messed up by the spiral pattern of the animal horn, and it looks like a black hole.
"Aw~~~~~~~~" D2 uttered the most miserable scream ever, Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears were buzzing, and he started to run around again with his hands tightened.
This time D2 didn't stop, and continued to hold on to Zhang Xiaoqiang persistently. Zhang Xiaoqiang also lost the ease and ease he had just now, and ran frequently and violently.
One person and one zombie confronted each other in such a weird way, Yang Keer was still lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, Zhang Xiaoqiang wondered if he was a bit blind, Yang Keer's posture seemed to be different from before
D2's steps began to falter, and his legs were not as strong as before. Zhang Xiaoqiang also became breathless, and his calf also became painful.
There was another force from the gun in his hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang followed the force and ran to the left, but D2 suddenly opened his head, first twisted to the left, halfway through the twist, and then turned to the right. The two diametrically opposite forces made Zhang Xiaoqiang unable to hold the gun body and let go of his hand in shock.
Finally came into contact with D2 face to face, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the horn gun stuck in the back of D2's buttocks, and looked at D2 who wanted to pounce on him.
"Mom!!!" Zhang Xiaoqiang yelled loudly, turned around and ran.
Zhang Xiaoqiang and D2 are running and chasing in this spring field, D2 has horn guns stuck on D2's buttocks, like an antenna inserted horizontally on D2's body, swinging with D2's twisting.
Zhang Xiaoqiang tried his best to escape D2's big claws by touching, crawling, rolling, and turning in the field.
D2 also hated Zhang Xiaoqiang very much, one person and one zombie passed by Yang Ke'er more than once, D2 had no interest in Yang Ke'er and just expected Zhang Xiaoqiang to follow behind him.
"There was once a chrysanthemum in front of me. I didn't grasp it properly. I didn't realize that I regretted it until I lost it. If God would give me a chance, I would hold it and never let go. If God insists on giving this opportunity The last time, I hope it is 10,000 times!!!”
Zhang Xiaoqiang deeply regretted while running desperately, seeing that D2 was about to turn into a dead fish, but because of his carelessness, he was turned into a rabbit again.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was running across the fields, D2 was chasing after him, and from time to time he would raise its paws the size of a cattail fan to fish for Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang hadn't thought of blocking it with obstacles, but it was a pity that he was in an open field now. Except for the ridges in the field, there are no obstacles. D2 is tall and has long legs. Even if he trips over the ridges, he only takes a small staggering step, and then stands up straight and chases after him.
Running and running, he arrived not far from Yang Ke'er again. Hearing the sound of the wind behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang leaped into the air without even thinking about it. The beast horn gun with a threaded steel body that was picked up by hand.
As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the horn gun, he wanted to throw it away, it was too heavy. It weighs more than ten catties, and he doesn't have Yang Ke'er's strange strength. It's okay to hold it on weekdays, but it's a bit fatal to run away with it.
In the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang still didn't throw it away, and his horn gun was still hanging on the chrysanthemum of D2. The pistol didn't work, and he still had some confidence in holding the horn gun.
Suddenly, out of the corner of Zhang Xiaoqiang's eye, he saw an irrigation ditch not far ahead. The ditch was about two meters wide, and the depth could not be seen clearly at a distance. Now only dead horses are used as live horse doctors, and D2 should not be able to cover a distance of two meters.
Zhang Xiaoqiang led D2 to run towards the irrigation ditch, and jumped up when he reached the ditch.
Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped into the air to the other side of the ditch. He jumped too anxiously and landed unsteadily. He dropped the horn gun and rolled on the spot. After rolling a few times, he finally dissipated the momentum. Zhang Xiaoqiang heard a "boom" behind him before he stood up. a sound.
Turning around, D2 just fell into the pit.
"Aw~~~~~" Watching the prey escape from his mouth, D2 roared again.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was already immune to D2's yelling, I don't know how many times I heard it yelling when I was walking the dog just now, but it was hard for him to yell so loudly and with such a long charm every time.
Zhang Xiaoqiang walked up to it carefully and saw it clearly. The ditch was paved with cement and was about 1.8 meters deep. There was no water but a thick layer of silt. D2 only had half of his body exposed, and the lower legs were completely sunken. In the mud.
Trapped in a small space, D2 was violent. It waved its arms and used its claws to destroy the cement wall in front of it. Cement blocks of various sizes, broken bricks, and dust lumps flew around, which looked like violent demolition. establish.
In the blink of an eye, he dug out a big hole in the cement wall in front of D2, and as it scratched and planed, the hole gradually grew larger.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart was raised again, D2 would crawl out in a short time. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang drew out the May 4th pistol and walked one meter in front of it. Zhang Xiaoqiang raised the pistol, pointed it at its head and pulled the trigger again.
"Bump..." The bullet couldn't penetrate D2's skull, but it could make it howl in pain, and it raised its arms and backed away fiercely in front of its head.
"Aw~~~~~~~~"
There was an even louder howl, but Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the horn gun that had been inserted into its chrysanthemum was pushed against the concrete wall behind him, and the horn gun was supported by the cement wall, and he slammed backwards. With the strength of the retreat, the chrysanthemum was completely pierced.