Dark Moon Era

“It’s loaded. You need to hold it like this, and when you attack, pull here.” Without much time to explain, Quark bluntly used this strange guy.

Tang Ling learns very fast, but in his heart he stirs up an inexplicable sense of strangeness-if he pulls it like this, it will attack? What kind of attack can a guy weighing less than five pounds have?

“Remember, you have to tighten your wrists when using it. It is not a very successful civilization … a pistol, but it is almost the largest pistol of formidable power.” Saying here, Quark capped this strange thing, looking at Tang Ling “You can call it-Desert Eagle. Maybe you can complete high-speed bursts with your physical fitness, but the point is to tighten your wrist, like this.”

It seemed to touch something quark, he couldn’t help but whisper a few words. By the way, give Tang Ling a correct posture.

Tang Ling closed his lips tightly and finally heard that Quark mentioned the former civilization. It seems that this abstract concept suddenly became vivid through Quark’s mouth.

A pistol? Desert Eagle? Strange names, two terms that cannot understand words, and cannot be linked together.

But at this time, obviously not curious, Tang Ming also rubbed the “Desert Eagle” in his hand, and the cold metal touch gave him inexplicable feelings.

“How about formidable power?” That’s the point.

“It can’t be compared to a bomb. If the last danger is that guy I thought, at most he can only destroy the guy’s scales. But if an ordinary person is attacked by it, he will be sieved.”

“I mean, there is a blood hole in the front, and a piece of flesh in the back.” Quark compared his chest and back.

“Maybe people in this era will not be so miserable. In short, I haven’t tried it! But what is certain is that they are hit, and 100% will die immediately.”

For information about the Desert Eagle, Quark can only provide that many.

But Tang Ling’s temple beat uncontrollably.

He had a terrible headache, and it seemed that something that was suppressed was coming out of the shell, and then evoked something he forgot.

It was a strange feeling, with resoluteness and insignificance.

Fortunately, this feeling only lasted for less than a second and then subsided.

Tang Ling’s face didn’t look abnormal, but he turned up the stormy sea. He didn’t know what it was like? It also reminded him of a blank memory before he was adopted.

It’s weird-pre-civilized humans! The quark sentence may not be miserable in this era, and it echoes in Tang Ling’s mind repeatedly. Why can’t he care so much about this sentence? !!

Taking a deep breath once, aside from the thoughts in his head, Tang Ling told the quark the details of the action, and then jumped down the pipe softly.

The last desperation seemed a bit cruel.

The mother-in-law’s arm was aching, and the moment he rolled over, the mother-in-law grasped him vigorously. Obviously she wanted to stop Tang Ling from taking risks, but she couldn’t help it.

The younger sister was unexpectedly obedient, and said nothing since she entered the tunnel. Perhaps she also realized that this was not the time to be coquettish and wayward.

Thinking of these seemingly insignificant thoughts, Tang Ling’s heart rose with infinite courage.

Walking silently in the tunnel, across the Darkhorn Snakes that he had killed one after another, Tang Ling didn’t tremble with one finger.

He knew that the quark had followed, perhaps because of excessive tension, and his heavy breathing sounded louder.

Fortunately, the footsteps of her mother-in-law and younger sister preceded that breathing.

Tang Ling’s mouth showed a smile of safety, and in the calculation, the large snake’s sensing range was approaching.

I don’t know if it is because of precision instinct that Tang Ling’s eyes and ears are extremely powerful. After adapting to the environment, he can see things in the dark and can hear any subtle sound.

Obviously because of this, he must complete the delayed task.

Ten meters.

five meters.

one meter.

The habitual meditation made Tang Ling carry out the final calculation.

It wasn’t until the danger came that Tang Ling stopped.

This is something planned, but it is also a ‘mutation’ outside the plan.

Just because he saw the so-called big snake at first glance, the cold, huge, choking danger made him not follow the plan at all, but stopped instinctively with instinct.

Is this the Black Horn purple snake?

The purple pattern occupies a large area of ​​snake skin, forming a mysterious figure, glowing with a cold metallic luster.

The sharp horn, which was supposed to be black, became bright red and bent into a strange angle, just like a fine knife dug out by the mother-in-law from the ruins of the previous civilization.

It’s huge.

The width almost reaches Tang Ling’s shoulders, and even if it is clumped, it can be seen that its length will not be less than 20 meters.

If this is just the fear brought by appearance, what Tang Ling fears is its eyes.

This is not the eyes of snakes, the cold eyes with almost no fluctuations.

It is full of human emotions, ridicule, disdain … For the appearance of Tang Ling, it does not seem to have any surprise at all.

It feels like it’s waiting for Tang Ling walking right into a trap!

Tang Ling feels that the final ‘pride’ has been destroyed, and the cowardly human being has the pride of wisdom. How can this fear be unforgettable? !!

“Run.” Tang Ling shouted despite his suffocation, but the tremor in his voice was hard to hide.

Footsteps sounded, and Quark sprinted with his mother-in-law and younger sister.

The sound of undisguised footsteps echoed in the open tunnel, and each sounded as if it struck Tang Ling’s heart.

Always calm, his fingertips started to get cold.

But the big snake seemed to be lazily in front of him, but he just raised his head slightly, swallowed the snake letter, and seemed to find the small creature in front of him very interesting.

But Tang Ling didn’t feel that the danger had disappeared. Instead, the danger brought by precision instinct foreshadows a thicker, like a hand grasping his heart instantly.

Almost subconsciously, Tang Ling raised the Desert Eagle in his hand, exerting force on his left leg, and by the force of the rebound, the entire person moved towards the rear and swayed.

At the same time, he pulled the Desert Eagle where it was called a ‘trigger’.

A dreary sound of ‘Peng’ echoed in the tunnel, which was very ‘friendly’ compared to explosives, but the shock that came with it made Tang Ling hardly hold his right hand holding the desert eagle.

Then, a sound resembling a metal collision sounded. The snake that had been lazily looking at Tang Ling almost reached Tang Ling’s eyes.

The giant snake’s head swayed, and a flash of sparkle flashed in the tunnel.

error! For the first time, such a huge error occurred in precision instinct!

Whether it is the judgment of the snake’s sensing range or the judgment of speed, it is all wrong!

For the first time, Tang Ling lost control of the battle.

But there is no room to evade.