"It's loaded. You need to hold it like this, and when attacking, pull it here." Without too much time to explain, Quark bluntly said the usage of this strange guy.

Tang Ling learned very quickly, but she felt an indescribable sense of strangeness in her heart - when it is pulled like this, it will attack? What kind of attack can this guy weighing less than five kilograms have?

"Remember, tighten your wrists when using it. It is not a very successful pistol in the previous civilization... a pistol, but it is almost the most powerful pistol." As he said this, Quark rubbed the strange thing and looked at Tang Ling: "You can call it - the Desert Eagle. Maybe with your physical fitness, you can complete high-speed continuous shooting, but the key is still tightening your wrists, just like this."

This seemed to touch Quark, and he couldn't help but say a few words. By the way, he gestured to Tang Ling in the correct posture.

Tang Ling pursed the corner of his mouth and finally heard Quark mention the previous civilization. It seemed that this abstract concept suddenly became vivid through Quark's mouth.

Pistol? Desert Eagle? Two concepts that are strange names that cannot understand words and cannot be linked together.

But it was obviously not the time to be curious. Tang Ming also stroked the "Desert Eagle" in his hand. The cold metal touch brought him an indescribable feeling.

"How powerful?" This is the key to the problem.

"It cannot be compared with a bomb. If the final danger is the guy I thought, at most it can only knock out the guy's scales. But if an ordinary person is attacked by it, he will be beaten into a sieve."

"I mean, there is a blood hole in front and a bloody patch behind." Quark compared his chest and back.

"Maybe, people in this era will not be so miserable. In short, I have never tried it! But it is certain that if you are hit by the key point, you will die immediately."

Quark can only provide that much information about the Desert Eagle.

But Tang Ling's temples beat a few undepressed times.

He had a headache, as if something suppressed was about to break out of his shell and then evoke something that he had forgotten.

This is a very strange feeling, with confidence and vagueness.

Fortunately, this feeling lasted less than a second and then calmed down.

Tang Ling's face was not abnormal, but there were storms in his heart. He didn't know what it felt like? This also reminded him of his blank memories before he was adopted.

It's very strange - the humans of the pre-civilized civilization! The Quark sentence may not be miserable in this era, and it echoed repeatedly in Tang Ling's mind. He couldn't say why he cared so much about this sentence?!

After taking a deep breath, abandoning the distracting thoughts in his mind, Tang Ling told Quark about the details of his actions, and then whispered to the pipe.

The final desperate attempt seemed a bit cruel.

The arm that the mother-in-law grabbed by her hand was a little painful. The moment he turned over, her mother-in-law grabbed him hard. Obviously, she wanted to stop Tang Ling from taking the risk, but she had no choice.

And her sister was unexpectedly obedient and didn't say a word since she entered the tunnel. Perhaps she realized that this was not the time to act spoiled and willful.

Thinking of these seemingly insignificant thoughts, Tang Ling felt infinite courage rise in her heart.

Walking almost silently in the tunnel, crossing one black-horned snake after another that was killed by him, Tang Ling did not even tremble with a finger.

He knew Quark had followed, perhaps because of his over-tense, his heavy breathing became louder.

Fortunately, the footsteps of my mother-in-law and sister were before the breathing sound.

A peaceful smile appeared on the corner of Tang Ling's mouth, and the sensing range of the big snake was about to arrive during calculation.

I don’t know if it was because of precise instinct that Tang Ling’s eyes and ears were extremely powerful. After adapting to the environment, he could see objects in the darkness and hear any subtle sounds.

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

Ten meters.

Five meters.

One meter.

The habitual silent thoughts made Tang Ling perform the final calculation.

It was not until it entered the dangerous range that Tang Ling stopped.

This is a planned thing, but it is also an "mutation" outside the plan.

Just because, at first sight, the so-called big snake, the cold, huge, suffocating sense of danger made him not act according to the plan, but stopped subconsciously with instinct.

Is this a black-horned purple-patterned snake?

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

The sharp corners that were supposed to be black turned into bright red and curved into a strange angle, just like the thin knife dug out of the ruins of the previous civilization.

It's huge.

The width almost reaches Tang Ling's shoulders. Even if it is entrenched in a ball, it can be seen that its length will not be less than twenty meters.

If these are just fears brought by appearance, what makes Tang Ling even more frightened is its eyes.

This is not the look of a snake, the cold look that is almost unwavering.

Instead, it is full of emotions that only humans have, mocking and disdainful... It seems that it is not frightened at all for Tang Ling's appearance.

It felt like it was waiting for Tang Ling to fall into the trap!

Tang Ling felt that she had been knocked out of her last "pride". The weak human beings have the pride of wisdom. How can this fear not be unforgettable?!

"Run." Although he was almost suffocating, Tang Ling still shouted, but the tremor in his voice was hard to hide.

The footsteps sounded, and Quark started sprinting with his mother-in-law and sister.

Uncovered footsteps echoed in the empty tunnel, and each sound was like a knock on Tang Ling's heart.

He had always been calm, and his fingertips began to get cold.

But the big snake in front of me seemed lazy, but just raised its head slightly, swallowing and spitting out the snake's letter, as if it thought the weak creature in front of me was very interesting.

But Tang Ling did not feel that the danger disappeared. Instead, the danger brought by precise instinct was even stronger, just like a hand that instantly grabbed his heart.

Almost subconsciously, Tang Ling raised the desert eagle in his hand, exerted force with his left leg, and with the power of rebound, he swung his whole body towards the rear.

At the same time, he pulled the Desert Eagle's place called the "trigger".

A dull sound of "Peng" echoed in the tunnel, which seemed very "friendly" than explosives, but the shock that followed made Tang Ling almost unable to stabilize his right hand holding the desert eagle.

Then, a sound similar to a metal collision sounded, and the big snake that had been lazily looking at Tang Ling had almost rushed to Tang Ling's eyes.

The huge snake head swayed, and a spark flashed dazzlingly in the tunnel for a moment.

Error! The first time that accurate instinct has such a huge error!

Whether it is the judgment of the sensing range of this big snake or the judgment of speed, it is all outrageously wrong!

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