ultimate cannon fodder

She is very satisfied with her breasts. Although they are not big, they are very firm. Ma Jianyao seems to like them very much. She will always gently touch and play with them after the passion. She naturally wants to show them to her heart's content to attract people.

Ma Jianyao's attention.

"You bitch..." Wang Xuejun became angry, but then he rolled his eyes and pulled Chen Lei in front of him. An arm made of steel strangled her neck, and a large-caliber pistol was pressed tightly against her neck.

He grabbed her chin. Although his movements were not as weird and fast as Ma Jianyao's, they were still irresistibly fast and were done in one go. Chen Lei was restrained by him almost in an instant. Looking at the cold barrel, no one could

I doubt that as long as he gently pulls the trigger, Chen Lei's delicate head will be blown to pieces.

This sudden change scared Chen Lei to the point where her face turned pale. She couldn't help but let out a cry, but she didn't dare to move, with a look of fear on her face.

"Let me go, and I will return this stinky bitch to you. You have tasted her taste, otherwise we will be defeated in one fell swoop!" Wang Xuejun's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he looked particularly ferocious. When he spoke,

He also pressed Chen Lei's chin against the muzzle of the gun to show his determination. Anyway, both left and right were going to die, so he took the risk.

Chen Lei was so frightened that she was filled with fear. Fine beads of sweat began to appear on her face and neck, and the muscles on her face even trembled uncontrollably. Wang Xuejun tightened the belt so tightly that she could not even make a sound.

It was even difficult to breathe. She could only hold onto Wang Xuejun's arm tightly, trying to gain some breathing space for herself. Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, she was like an ant unable to shake a big tree in front of Wang Xuejun.

Normally, she couldn't make his arm move even half a minute. She could only look at Ma Jianyao helplessly, hoping that Ma Jianyao could save her. Of course, it would be best to let go of this lunatic Wang Xuejun. When he was desperate, Wang Xuejun could do anything.

It can be done. She doesn't want to die, she wants to continue living.

"Kill, before I take action." Ma Jianyao was unmoved at all and said coldly: "She betrayed me, do you think I will let her go?"

Chen Lei was stunned for a moment, like a bolt from the blue. She looked at Ma Jianyao in disbelief. For a moment, she felt all hope was lost. Wang Xuejun was stunned for a moment, and then cursed again: "Don't fucking lie to me here.

Even if I die, I will have someone to support me."

Ma Jianyao, on the other hand, held his hands and looked at them motionless as if watching a play.

Seeing that Ma Jianyao didn't seem to be joking, Wang Xuejun cursed secretly and wanted to pull the trigger. But soon a look of horror appeared in his eyes because he suddenly couldn't feel the finger on the trigger.

existence. He looked in shock and saw a thin line appearing on the barrel of the gun and on his hand holding the gun. The line was very straight, as if it were drawn with a ruler.

Wang Xuejun didn't realize what the thin line was. The line gradually became thicker, and then a large amount of blood immediately poured out of the thin line on his hand. Then, in his horrified and incomprehensible eyes, along the line, the movement of the hand and the gun

Part of it fell to the ground. Only then did the severe pain reach his brain. He immediately let go of Chen Lei, covered the remaining half of his palm, and screamed at the top of his lungs.

Chen Lei stood there blankly, her clothes had been stained red by Wang Xuejun's blood. It happened so suddenly that she still hadn't realized what was going on. But soon, she

He screamed like crazy again, picked up the poisonous scorpion knife that Ma Jianyao had just thrown on the ground, and rushed towards Wang Xuejun with such force that he even knocked Wang Xuejun to the ground. When Wang Xuejun fell to the ground, his abdomen was already

There are two more bottomless blood holes.

Wang Xuejun looked at the sudden blood hole in his abdomen in disbelief. He raised his finger and pointed at Chen Lei, and suddenly twitched. He mumbled in his throat and wanted to say something, but a large amount of blood foam came out of his mouth.

All the syllables were blocked, and his throat roared but he couldn't speak. He strangled his neck desperately, and his nostrils were flaring hard but he couldn't breathe at all. It was as if all the air had been sucked out, or there was an invisible force.

His nose and mouth were completely blocked with something, and his expression was extremely ferocious and twisted until his body became stiff and motionless, and his wide eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

"Bang!" The knife fell from Chen Lei's blood-covered hands. She was trembling as if she was terrified, and she was mumbling in despair: "I killed him, I killed him...

"

Ma Jianyao came over silently and patted her shoulder comfortingly. She seemed to have come to her senses, and cried bitterly in Ma Jianyao's arms, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you have to believe me, I really am."

I was forced, wow..." She cried extremely sadly.

Ma Jianyao remained motionless, his cold and stern expression softened somewhat, but he was still struggling fiercely in his heart.

To be fair, Chen Lei had harmed herself to such an extent that it would not be an exaggeration to cut her into pieces. This was his original plan. But at this moment, looking at Chen Lei crying in his arms, what did he do?

I can't even put my hands down, and what comes to mind over and over again is the lingering sadness of those days.

With a heavy sigh, Ma Jianyao pushed Chen Lei away, looked at her face full of shock and tears, and said in a low voice: "Don't get too close to me, I was bitten by a walking zombie..."

"Ah?" Chen Lei's face turned pale, and she was so frightened that she took several steps back. Then she felt that her reaction seemed a bit too big, and then stepped forward to hold Ma Jianyao's hand, with a dry smile on her face, and said

He said innocently: "I, I'm not afraid, I, I just want to be with you..."

Ma Jianyao suddenly felt a little boring. He took his hand away from Chen Lei and said, "I don't need this place anymore, so I'll leave it to you. No matter what, I hope you can survive. I'm leaving!"

Chen Lei was stunned. She did not expect such a result. Looking at Ma Jianyao's leaving figure, she wanted to call him to stop, but her voice could not leave her throat. Hot tears burst out of her eyes and flowed down her cheeks.

…

After leaving the yard, Ma Jianyao stumbled and almost fell to the ground. The wound on his waist began to ooze large amounts of blood, and his movements became obviously stiff. He managed to stand up straight, gritted his teeth and reached into the wound with his hand.

He dug out the fragments of the broken bullets, then tore into strips of clothes that he had just taken when he went out, and carefully bandaged the wounds crisscrossing his body. After a while, he looked like a mummy.

His whole body was covered with strips of cloth.

After being bandaged, Ma Jianyao leaned against the wall and kept panting. It took ten minutes before he managed to regain some strength, and almost half of his waist was stained red with blood! He took a deep breath,

Dragging heavy and stumbling steps, he slowly walked towards the distance.

He had never suffered such serious injuries. Even when he was destroying a vicious drug gang, he was injured by a grenade and almost died. He lay in the hospital for three months before coming back from hell. But compared with the injuries he suffered now,

The injuries at that time were simply not worth mentioning.

Losing too much blood would logically make you weaker and your whole body would become colder. But Ma Jianyao felt like there was a fire burning in his body, and his heart was beating with unprecedented force, and the thumping sound seemed like an ear.

They could all hear it. However, the more this happened, the heavier Ma Jianyao's heart became. He felt in a daze that all these abnormal conditions in his body meant that he was about to become a walking corpse. He felt desolate in his heart. Although the city was big, it seemed that

But there was no place for him to stand, and he no longer knew where to go.

Should you find a quiet place to end your life? Or should you stay alone and wait for the final change?

Not far away, walking corpses were wandering in twos and threes. Ma Jianyao smiled miserably and walked toward them. In the past, he always tried to avoid these endless walking corpses, but now, he had been bitten by a walking corpse, and soon

You will become one of them, so what is there to be afraid of?

Before they even got close, several zombies turned their heads almost at the same time. Their red eyes captured the lonely figure of a person. The blowing wind brought the smell of blood that was enough to drive them crazy. zombies, look at me, look at me.

None of yours took the lead in launching an attack. From this person, they seemed to smell a different smell, as if there was an inherent danger, and a sense of the same kind. These complex things made

Their originally simple consciousness was completely unable to respond. They roared in a low voice, but they became more and more irritable and restless. But as the figure approached, they became frightened and shook their withered bodies in panic.

Scattered around, not daring to get close at all.

Ma Jianyao stopped and looked at several walking zombies running away in a hurry. He couldn't help but touch his nose and smiled bitterly. Even the walking zombies who were driven by instinct and were not afraid of death did not attack him. Did he regard himself as an equal?

Are they one of them? But why are they running away again? Are they afraid of themselves?

In the past three years, Ma Jianyao has killed at least thousands of zombies with his own hands. He can be regarded as a zombie killer, but he has never seen them fearful?

Shaking his head, Ma Jianyao turned around and prepared to find a place to take a good rest. It was useless to think about it anymore. What was supposed to come would come sooner or later. As long as he didn't turn into a zombie for a moment, he had to work hard to survive.

After taking only one step, he suddenly stopped, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked around cautiously. He felt his chest began to tighten, his heartbeat accelerated, the blood around his body continued to rush, and his body temperature also increased rapidly.

This is an extremely dangerous feeling, and it is getting closer and closer, and it hurts like a needle pricking my body.

Stopping, Ma Jianyao slowly turned around, slowly lowered his body, and assumed a fighting posture, with firm and solemn eyes. His intuition, which he had been wandering on the edge of life and death for many years, told him that what he was about to face would be unprecedented.

Danger.