"Bombies, little bed bugs raised by bitch!!"

"You're always a bed bug!" Alber's whole body was trembling. It's not because of anger, resentment, jealousy, or fear?

He was completely unable to calm down at this moment!

The fear of death coming at any time to torture him. Under this torture, think about the Changqing Teng United Academy and think about the great future. Various complex emotions will intensify, how can he calm down?

In addition, Tang Ling's genius undoubtedly made Alber feel as if he was swallowing a poison.

He has always regarded himself very well, but he still has an inferiority complex in his heart that he cannot mention.

He shouldn't have grown up in this remote and remote area No. 17 safe area. He should have enjoyed all the resources of his mother's stronger family by his side.

However, he was looked down upon and he was not qualified.

The original words of the family over there are: "This child is not qualified to be trained by the family, and his talent is too poor!"

Poor talent? How ridiculous this term is used on yourself.

Why is his talent not bad? It is close to the potential of the gene chain of five-star talent, and there is also a talent that is not completely useless, although it is a slight genius.

He was dissatisfied.

But the facts did not allow him to accept it. After seeing his peers and his cousins' dazzling strength, he could only shrink back to be a "country" boy.

Only by staying in the 17th safe area can he find some self-esteem and balance.

Therefore, he was jealous of all geniuses.

He once asked Leno to teach himself his dagger skills. When he remembered that time, Leno agreed very reluctantly and said that he only demonstrated it 10 times.

Undoubtedly, since he agreed, Leno dared not be perfunctory.

After explaining the principle clearly, Leno also decomposed it 10 times in slow motion for Alber to show it, but unfortunately Alber did not learn it.

So far, Alber has not learned it, although he often practices quietly and feels that he has achieved some results.

Tang Ling, why can Tang Ling learn it? Why?! If you have his talent, what kind of treatment should you enjoy in your mother's family?

Alber hated himself a little, and was still thinking about these things? He could not calm down his inner torture, so he stood up and turned the music in the room to the maximum sound.

He only fantasizes, fantasizes that he is the man he admires, and falls into deep fantasies, and his whole heart will slowly calm down.

Unfortunately, even this music has become a torture tune now, because that man actually...

This matter has been confirmed, and a strange smile appeared on Alber's face.

**

"It's over." Tang Ling grabbed the last head and placed it in the hall on the third floor.

There is no doubt that in the Ance family, the more people are at the upper level, the deeper the sins are.

Tang Ling even found an interesting diary. After reading it casually, she found countless dirty things, involving many members of the Ans family, who even trafficked humans.

Sales babies born in the settlement area No. 17.

Is there no trace of kindness in the genes of this family? Tang Ling placed his last head.

No. 73.

Then, staring at the big screen, trampling these sinful heads one by one.

No matter how insults are, they do not deserve the peace of the dead.

Then, Tang Ling carried his sword and walked towards the fourth floor.

There are still a few left? It should have been six, but he found a crushed corpse on the second floor, probably because Uncle Su Yao used it to establish his authority.

So, only five are left.

These include Alber and Cockline.

Kill Albert and completely end the hatred between Viain and Amir.

Kill Cockline and end it all.

Tang Ling felt inexplicable emotions in his heart. He needed to recall his mother-in-law's hands, the smell of his sister, the pain of Su Yao's kicking on him, and the warmth of getting along with the Raptors in order to suppress the negative impact of these killings.

Because killing will never be his inner support, and he may never be addicted to the sense of control brought by killing.

"Pa", Tang Ling stood on the last staircase on the fourth floor.

Before his body could stand firm, two figures attacked Tang Ling from two directions.

This is the maximum range allowed by Uncle Su Yao's rules, and the Ans family, who are struggling, will definitely take advantage of it.

"Is this the beginning?" Tang Ling leaned back, and the huge standard sword almost stroked his face, bringing up a cold wind.

But at this time, even if the body leans back, Tang Ling can still kick and kick another sword that cuts at him.

Such monsters are always accurate in judgment and always have peak combat awareness.

Cockline had a pair of glasses hanging on his nose and a booklet with the words "Top Secret" in his hand, watching the battle coldly.

He wants to know what trump card Tang Ling has not used?

Now it seems that everything is within his judgment, so there should be no other trump card, right? Apart from that state.

Well, that state... he won't succeed.

Thinking of this, Cockline lowered his head, and the page where the booklet was repeatedly recorded several simple lines of words.

Tang Feng - The talent is unknown, suspected to be the talent of ‘copy’, suspected to be the talent of ‘eye power’, suspected to be the talent of ‘understanding’.

However, according to the information I have spread, he only admits that he has the talent of "precision".

With a "bang", Cockline closed the booklet. He would never believe that the man who once stood on the top of the world only had one precise talent.

What a junk talent? Can you communicate any of the powers of nature? Can you increase your wisdom and comprehension? Or can you feed yourself? Not to mention, more advanced, the ability called the law talent, such as space talent.

What is precision talent? In Cockline's understanding, from thousands of examples, it proves that it will only make people better at ranged attacks, and that's all, it is considered a garbage talent among garbage.

"Tang Ling? He exposed Tang Feng's secret. Both father and son should have understood the kind of talent. They are very talented, but unfortunately they are definitely not the delusional 'copy' talent." Cockline said to himself.

If you really have the talent for replication, all the strong people in the world will probably have no way to survive.

Thinking of this, Cockline calmly picked up the cigar placed on the edge of the ashtray and took another sip.

He was such a cautious person. While feeling that Tang Ling had only the talent of the wind, he was also checking the information and closely observing Tang Ling.

Then I finally came to my own conclusion.

In the picture at this time, two Ziyue soldiers who attacked Tang Ling were about to lose.

In fact, there is no possibility of victory. Tang Ling's basic ability has definitely reached the ability of a third-level Purple Moon Warrior. How much can these two guys who are less than the second-level can support it?

They are not as powerful as Leno. They can live on the fourth floor because they are noble and are children of the Ance family and other families.

The sad Angs family, I worked hard for so long, but in the end I was the only one of the third-level purple moon warriors.

The smoke lingered in Cockline's room, and he would not be surprised by Tang Ling's condition at this time.

He was just calculating the time and in what way did Tang Ling suddenly improve so much? Then when will it end? What is the negative impact after the end?

It was just like this that the gap between short thinking, two more heads flew up.

The Ans family destroyed the two of them again, and their heads were placed in the hall on the fourth floor.

Next, the next one.

But soon, Tang Ling was surprised to find that this guy, a playboy who was famous in the safety zone No. 17, was driven crazy by the playboy.

He was peeing pool after pool beside his bed, hugging an extremely frightened pet cat, and kept calling 'Mom, Mom'.

Tang Ling walked forward, prying his hand away, and letting go of the innocent pet cat.

This may be one of the few clean creatures in this sinful Ance family, and the crazy little white face was stolen from the cat, and began to beat him desperately, bit Tang Ling, shouting loudly, "You give me my mother back, my mother wants to sleep with the baby."

What kind of disgusting dialogue is this? Tang Ling frowned in disgust, raised his sword, and ended the nauseating discourse.

What a coincidence, the last one left for him in these four layers was Alber. He wanted to know what expression would Alber greet him with?

With a 'peng' sound, Tang Ling kicked open the last door.

Although he only lives on the fourth floor, Alber's door is unique and inlaid with patterns made of pure gold. After all, he is the heir.

Then, Tang Ling saw Abbot.

He was not wearing standard armor, or any armor, nor did he take any weapons. He just sat on a wide chair, looking at Tang Ling with a weird smile.

There was a song of former civilization echoing in the room, and Tang Ling could certainly understand it. This was one of the few languages ​​he knew.

In fact, the words spoken in the No. 17 Safety Zone are also a language developed based on this language.

Alber turned a blind eye to Tang Ling's arrival, and he was just humming this song in obsession.

“he deals the cards as a meditation

He plays cards like meditation

and those he pys never suspect

He never hesitates to play cards
To be continued...