Hu Kaiqing looked at Lin Er and made a standard Republican salute with a narrow knife: "Lin Hu, remember the beliefs of soldiers
Lin Erru was struck by thunder, like the morning bell and evening drum, and he hit the head with a punch. The fallen military soul was awakened from the depths of its soul. For many years, the chaotic life in the end world has long forgotten the duty of a soldier, and he often oppresses others with his strength and bravery. He often engages in rape, plunder, and oppression of the virtuous Lin Er. Once my conscience awakened, my heart was filled with bitterness.
Hu Kaiqing no longer looked at Lin Er, but slowly walked towards the zombie tide, with a steady and calm pace. His elegant and plain appearance, if it weren't for the bloody long knife in his hand, would have been an elderly neighbor strolling leisurely in his courtyard after dinner.
Hurry up, let's go before it's too late... "Hu Kaiqing's voice drifted into Lin Er's ears, somewhat absent.
Lin Er was prostrate on the ground, unable to sob.
Wang Qiang held a large gun and carried a coffin like toolbox, holding Jiang Yun in one hand and Jiang Yuan in the other. He was like a forced student child returning from school, waiting outside the storage area B-7. It wasn't until a long time that I waited for the Jiang Haohan couple.
Where is this going? It feels obedient, "Xie Ling felt somewhat abnormal, and women's intuition was often sharp.
Waiman is at war and the situation is not optimistic. We need to hide, "explained Wang Qiang.
At this moment, Xu Fei walked over and signaled Wang Qiang to enter the interior.
Wang Qiang turned around and entered the inner room. The B-7 was a standard storage room, with an old password lock controlled iron door on the wall. Now the iron door is wide open, and the laser inside flickers.
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