But if there is no good news at all, that is not.

From the moment the trigger was pulled, Tang Ling saw another kind of power - the so-called power of a pistol.

Just pulling the trigger with such a small action, at least it made the snake shake. Although a scale as big as a palm was not broken, it was also shaking.

It really can't kill this big snake, but it's enough to delay it!

There were only seven chances of attack, which Quark repeatedly mentioned when he talked to Tang Ling about the final details.

While the person was still swaying in the air, Tang Ling's brain began to calculate again.

With the chance of escaping, you have to delay at least seven seconds.

In the ideal situation, seven attack opportunities can accurately delay the snake for one second each time.

Moreover, every time the trigger is pulled, it must be perfectly connected with the moment when the snake resumes its action without any errors, so as to achieve "perfect seven seconds".

Only those who have experienced life and death know that even if there is a gap of 0.1 second, the ending can be rewritten.

The biggest difference between reality and imagination is that if the imagined world is a perfect ‘vacuum’, you just need to do everything according to the requirements, and the results will not be deviated.

And what is reality? It is a quagmire full of impurities and cannot be seen clearly. There are always too many uncontrollable factors that interfere with everything.

The Desert Eagle's attack cannot delay the snake for one second.

In fact, the violent, flame-like attack only made the big snake, which seemed to be drowsy, pause for less than half a second.

Then, even Tang Ling, who had not yet landed, could feel the rising anger.

In the darkness, its scarlet snake kept sucking and spitting, making a whisper that made the brain feel irritated.

Then, Tang Ling saw a deeper layer of anger burst into its eyes, completely angry!

At that moment, Tang Ling had a strange illusion that it seemed that it had sensed that it had killed its six "descendants".

The sound of serene sounds sounded from all directions, accompanied by these sounds was a slight "rubbing" metal collision.

It was the sound of stepping onto the ladder, and the familiar strength of footholding. Tang Ling could also know that his sister was the first to climb the ladder - Quark did not fail.

This voice seemed to have a huge warmth power, soothing Tang Ling's heart.

He was extremely calm.

The angry snake was so calm that it looked at the angry snake straightened its body, and its swung tail easily smashed the bricks and stones under it, and then it "standed" up.

It completely surpassed Tang Ling's understanding and stood up, supporting her huge body with a tail less than one meter.

The dust and gravel were flying, with a terrifying crush.

"In fact, it's a bit funny." Tang Ling was completely calm. Looking at the big snake with its head raised upright and its head was pressed at the top of the tunnel, he felt that it was actually quite difficult to stand up like this.

Regardless of the big snake's actions or Tang Ling's thoughts, it was just a matter of a moment.

Just as Tang Ling's idea came into being, he pulled the trigger again without hesitation.

Such a huge body has an accurate instinct for Tang Ling, who has been hunting for a living, does not need to consider whether he can shoot accurately.

He even closed his eyes and raised his hand with instinct and shot him.

This is another unexplainable secret that Tang Ling is that he is in extreme urgency and danger, but instead "close" his feelings, and the attacks issued by instinct will have unexpected effects.

This kind of instinct is sometimes spiritual but not sometimes effective, but at such a level of battle, what else can you rely on believing in yourself?

The shot was extremely decisive. Tang Ling, who had already learned a lesson, remembered Quark's words and straightened his wrists.

The shocking force was finally able to bear it, but a terrible fact subverted Tang Ling's perception.

The big snake stood up and turned out to be ejected towards it with the help of its tail power.

However, the moment his shot hit it, the force point of his entire body interrupted its "plan".

It is hard to imagine that if a behemoth ejected at him, if there was no such amazing attack, Tang Ling could be sure that the snake would not have to do anything. The huge impact force could make him a pool of mud based on the power of the ejection.

"Peng" sounded, and the blood from Tang Ling's nasal cavity almost formed two blood lines in a gushing manner.

The high-speed calculation has already obtained the result, and the price is that. The dizzy and explosive brain needs Tang Lingqiang to bite his tongue to stay awake.

Without any hesitation, Tang Ling's body formed a position of about twenty-nine degrees with the snake, exerted force again, and swung towards the rear.

The snake's fully prepared attack was interrupted in this uncomfortable way, which made its anger reach another new high.

The force point of the ejection was attacked, and its huge body was uncontrollably tilted towards the wall on the right, collapsed like a pillar. After half a second, it hit the wall hard, making a dull and violent sound.

The scales were broken more than a dozen pieces because the power of this impact was essentially the power it was ready to eject.

The whistling wind in his ears did not affect Tang Ling's second sound of stepping onto the ladder - it was his mother-in-law.

Tang Ling had a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was relieved, but there was a hint of mocking the snake.

Why do you have to be afraid of its previous emotions?

The anger in the battle is even more terrifying than the fatal wound!

Sure enough, the snake that could control its body the next moment did not choose to eject again, but moved towards Tang Ling in an instant.

But according to the position where it fell and the direction where Tang Ling retreated, such a swimming posture was destined to be extremely uncomfortable, and it needed a little adjustment.

Largeness does not always make an advantage. This slight adjustment must delay more time.

Another second passed.

"Damn it, there are a large group of black-horned purple snakes, you'd better get faster." A beam of light lit up, a crisp sound, followed by the sound of the last person raising the ladder.

It's a quark.

At this time, he opened the glowing guy and threw it into the tunnel.

Tang Ming felt a little grateful in his heart. Since he had already alarmed the snake group, having light naturally had an advantage in his own battle.

Without distracting thanks, Tang Ling once again chose an angle after landing and used a back-leap method to distance himself from the snake.

When it was appropriate, he closed his eyes and fired a shot again. This shot hit the second bent position of the bent and swimming snake's body, causing its body to move slightly a little.

But it is this position that prevents it from continuing to swim. It can only pause for a moment before the snake's head can lead the body to continue moving forward.

Landing, angle, shooting... Tang Ling did every step in an orderly manner.

My fingertips, which were already a little cold, had already become completely warm at some point.

A feeling of excitement that can only be fought begins to rise in my heart.
Chapter completed!