The cigarette butts in the dark night are unpredictable.

The footsteps in the tunnel are light and extremely regular.

Half a minute later, the footsteps stopped. Under the moonlight and in the cold wind, Tang Ling's black robe floated, revealing half of her calm face.

The smoking man stood up. Although he wanted to calm down, he still couldn't help but be excited.

Even the hands that have always been stable, the knife began to tremble, and the butterfly knife could no longer dance with beautiful sword flowers.

So, he had to put away the butterfly knife.

Damn, why is the throat dry and why can’t I say a word? Even though I have seen this face in the communication device, why are he still so excited that he can’t himself when he really stands in front of him?

"Isn't Uncle Su Yao?" Tang Ling spoke, and he pulled down his hood directly and looked at the strange man at the entrance of the alley, a little surprised.

"It's me who is waiting for you. It will take him a little while to act." After taking a deep breath, the man tried hard to calm down, and then looked up and said, "My name is Abing, you can call me Bing."

"Well, Uncle Bing." Tang Ling greeted him.

But such a simple title as Uncle Bing actually made A Bing's eyes feel sour.

He tried hard to endure it and then said, "What are you going to do?"

"Me?" Tang Ling raised her eyebrows: "It's not that you should tell me your actions, and then..."

"No, we don't have any planned actions. We only have one goal to make your actions go smoothly and finally take you out of the No. 17 safely, that's all." A Bing said simply.

Tang Ling was silent. After about two seconds, he said, "My actions are dangerous and willful, and I can do it alone."

"No, your safety is the most important. I think we have no choice but to follow your willfulness, because you will inevitably make a grand appearance. This is what Su Yao said." A Bing stood up and could see a dart belt tied around his waist, with 20 darts and a butterfly knife neatly inserted inside.

He was carrying a big bow on his back, and the bowstring emitted a cool light under the moonlight, and the quiver was hanging around his waist, with at least 30 long arrows inserted into it.

"Don't worry about our lives. Our lives should have ended thirteen years ago. It's already very painful to live for thirteen years. What we're waiting for is tonight."

"You should act according to your inner will. Just as Su Yao said! This grand appearance is not only inevitable, but also necessary. You cannot hide and escape from the No. 17 safe zone, on the premise that you have decided to stay because of Viagra."

A Bing's words were a little difficult to understand. Tang Ling's heart was filled with strange emotions. He suddenly asked, "Who am I?"

Abing was silent.

Tang Ling sighed and said, "It's been a smooth time for me to walk out of prison. Lord Wolf not only cleared the obstacles for me, but also opened the door to prison for me."

"But at most five minutes, all this will be exposed. There is not much time left, so I'm going to the Tower of Tongtian."

"Okay, as you wish. Just move forward!" As he spoke, A Bing silently put his hand into his trouser pocket and completely crushed a half-broken dog head.

For a time, many people in the No. 17 safety zone received a signal and heard a simple saying, "There is not much time left, I want to go to the Tower of Tongtian."

**

Woo, woo, woo...

The harsh alarm finally broke through the quiet night at this moment.

The suddenly lit up red alarm lights and searchlights suddenly illuminated the entire inner city of the No. 17 Safety Zone.

The people who were already uneasy and could not sleep were like frightened cats. Most of them suddenly rose from the bed. Although there was a huge uneasiness in their hearts, many people still chose to quietly walk to the window, lift the curtains a gap, and secretly look at the streets.

"Oh my God, what happened? Who are they?" A woman couldn't help but exclaim when she saw the scene in the street, and immediately her mouth was covered by her husband beside her.

"No matter who it is, I believe it is a response to the daytime action. No one will be willing to cleanse like this, including me." The last sentence of her husband was almost inaudible, while the woman widened her eyes in horror.

Yes, who are on the street? Who are those who are dressed in black robes and fully armed, emerging from every corner or even underground?

The No. 17 safety zone was not without response. The alarm bell of the Glory Hall was ringing, and Yahan had a gloomy face and set off urgently with fifty Ziyue soldiers.

As for the soldiers of the elite guards, they have already set out and are equipped with thermal weapons.

Tonight will be the night of massacre.

Tang Ling quickly walked forward, beside, behind, and even in front of him, began to quickly gather a group of strange men in black robe.

Although I don’t know if it’s an illusion, Tang Ling could feel the look they looked at him with a sense of fanaticism.

What are you fanatic about?

Tang Ling had no way to think of an answer, and the first batch of elite warriors with thermal weapons appeared.

There is no words, no signs, and no warnings. Just like two streams of water collide together, the battle begins instantly.

‘Bang bang bang’, the gunshot sounded as soon as it encountered.

Abing, who had been standing beside Tang Ling, threw out a flying knife. Even Tang Ling could not capture the speed of the flying knife. When he saw clearly, the flying knife had been inserted into the throat of an elite soldier holding a machine gun.

At this moment, a strange man in front of Tang Ling suddenly turned around and looked at Tang Ling, and said loudly: "Young Master, if you slow down, it will be an insult to us."

"Please keep moving forward."

Tang Ling pursed the corners of his lips, and his steps did not slow down at all. Then he watched the man jump up suddenly, stepped on the high wall of the building next to him, and rushed towards the elite warriors at an incredible angle that was parallel to the ground.

In just three seconds, he had already rushed to the dead elite warrior, picked up the machine gun, and without even looking at it, he directly shot wildly at the elite warriors' team.

Under his cover, more than a dozen black-robed men rushed towards the elite soldiers' team, and A Bing kept looking around, and from time to time he would throw out a flying knife and directly kill the "firepower point" in the team.

The man who shouted at Tang Ling began to tremble. In just one minute, blood began to emerge from him.

Was he shot? Tang Ling's heart began to twitch, but at the same time he saw that due to his cover, the dozen black-robed men successfully entered the team of elite soldiers.

Without the advantage of thermal weapons, elite warriors almost failed one-sidedly.

"That's how fighting is. You have to get used to sacrificing." A Bing said calmly in Tang Ling's ear.

Tang Ling didn't say anything, but his pace has not slowed down. Do you have to get used to it?

There were also gunfire and fighting sounds from the distance of the street, and Tang Ling was completely confused and awake.

Confused, he thought it was just a move of more than a dozen people, to protect him, why did this action expand like an action targeting the entire No. 17 security zone?

What is clear is that Tang Ling knows that he is very important and his identity must be revealed. All actions follow his steps. He must tie himself up with some inexplicable responsibilities, glory and so on.

As if to confirm Tang Ling's words, A Bing said again: "This is not only your appearance, but also announcing to the whole world that we are returning. So..."

At this point, Abing suddenly paused. He suddenly took off the longbow on his back, and instantly he had already hit a long arrow and shot it into a place in the air.

With a "surging" sound, the long arrow that seemed ordinary actually exploded in the air. With this explosion, a figure of a purple moon warrior appeared in the air at the same time.

He looked a little embarrassed, and the shoulder armor on his left shoulder was already split. At this time, a woman following Tang Ling suddenly jumped up and said, "Leave it to me." Then he rushed towards the Ziyue Warrior.

In just one second, Tang Ling remembered the sound of "boom", "boom", "boom", and it seemed like a violent giant beast was colliding.

Then, the second Purple Moon Warrior appeared in front of the street, and another figure rushed silently towards the second Purple Moon Warrior.

In just a moment, the two met, and the sword light flashed at the same time, making a harsh metal collision sound.

Move forward, keep moving forward!

Tang Ling frowned, watching the more and more people gathered around her, and then watched the people around her leave to fight one by one.

Watching myself walk through the intersection of the street where I encountered the first elite guards, the team of 100 elite soldiers were wiped out and the hot weapons were confiscated...

Watching the man in black robe holding a hot weapon, he quickly entered the next battle!

In just one minute, the fight became fierce. In just one minute, the torrent of war swallowed hundreds of lives.

Habit? Tang Ling frowned, his pace got faster and faster, and then he ran directly.

Even though we face the ruined battlefield every day, even after experiencing so much blood and life and death, we still cannot get used to the tragedy of human fighting with each other in such an era.

As the wind roared, it seemed as if I had returned to that night, watching the lives of the people in the settlement disappear one by one.

There is a kind of power and a kind of extravagant hope that we can break this era and build a new era, at least...

Tang Ling clenched his fists and ran to the limit.

But for the few men in black robes who had been following him, they could still easily keep up.

The inner city is not very big, and the Tower of Heaven is right in front of you in a blink of an eye.

But in front of the Tower of Tongtian are the Glory Square and the Glory Hall, where elite guards are neatly arranged, with artillery from the former civilization, and the dark muzzles are directly aimed at Tang Ling and his group.

There were twenty purple moon warriors lined up in a row. The red cloak that Yahan wore was floating in the wind. His face was gloomy. Seeing Tang Ling was as if he saw a deep enemy. He coughed and slowly walked out of the purple moon warriors' team.

At this moment, time seemed to overlap. Tang Ling suppressed his cold hatred eyes, as if he saw that thunderstorm night. He walked out of the team of Ziyue Warriors and said the cold word "kill".

"Leave him for me." Tang Ling said this to Abing beside him, his voice low.

Abing was not surprised, as if it was natural for a crescent warrior like Tang Ling to challenge a team leader Ziyue warrior.

"Twenty minutes, I will stay in the Tower of Heaven for 20 minutes. He will be the first person to pay tribute to the settlement after I came out." Tang Ling said lightly.

Tang Ling's words were taken for granted, and he seemed very arrogant. Just like the blockade of such a formation, the man in the black robe could break the deadlock, just like he stayed in the Tower of Heaven for twenty minutes, and after he came out, he could naturally kill Yahan.

But is Tang Ling arrogant? He can never, even pretend to be crazy and stupid in order to keep a low profile.

The reason why he was so calm was because he saw three people.

Yes, it's just three people.

They walked out of the black-robed men inconspicuously. They were originally inconspicuous, but with their usual pace, every few meters ahead of them, their aura became a little stronger. In the end, they were so powerful that they made Tang Ling feel suffocating.

With a "brush", the three of them pulled off their black robes at the same time, revealing the uniform they were wearing.

Very handsome uniform, white, noble, clean and elegant. The cuffs are cloud patterns of ancient Chinese, and the badges on the shoulders are two abstract golden dragons.
To be continued...