Cigarette butts flicker in the dark night.
The footsteps in the alley were light and extremely regular.
Half a minute later, the footsteps stopped. Under the moonlight and in the cold wind, Tang Ling's black robe fluttered, revealing half of his calm face.
The smoking man stood up. Although he also wanted to calm down, he couldn't help but get excited.
Even the hand holding the knife, which had always been steady, began to tremble, and the butterfly knife could no longer dance beautifully.
Therefore, he had to put away the butterfly knife.
Damn it, why is my throat so dry and why can’t I say a word? Even though he had seen this face in the communication device, why was he still so excited when he actually stood in front of her
"Isn't it Uncle Su Yao?" Tang Ling said. He pulled down his hood and looked at the strange man at the entrance of the alley, slightly surprised.
"I'm waiting for you. He still needs some time to act." Taking a deep breath, the man tried to calm down, then raised his head and said, "My name is A Bing, you can call me Bing."
"Well, Uncle Bing." Tang Ling greeted.
But just such a simple title as Uncle Bing actually made A Bing's eyes feel sour.
He tried his best to endure it, and then said: "What are you going to do?"
"Me?" Tang Ling raised his eyebrows: "Shouldn't you tell me your actions, and then"
"No, we don't have any planned actions. We only have one goal, to make your action smooth, and finally take you out of the No. 17 safety zone safely, that's all." A Bing said simply.
Tang Ling was silent. After about two seconds, he said, "My actions are dangerous and willful. I can do it alone."
"No, your safety is the most important thing. I think we have no choice but to follow your will, because you will inevitably make a grand debut. This is what Su Yao said." A Bing stood up and could see the There was a dart belt tied around his waist, with 20 darts and a butterfly knife neatly inserted inside.
He carried a large bow on his back, and the bowstring emitted a cool light under the moonlight. The quiver was hung on his waist, with at least 30 long arrows inserted in it.
"Don't worry about our lives. Our lives should have ended thirteen years ago. It has been very painful to linger for thirteen years. What we are waiting for is tonight."
"You act according to your inner will. Just like Su Yao said! This vigorous debut is not only inevitable, but also necessary. You cannot escape from the No. 17 safety zone in a hurry. After you have decided to stay because of Wei An, The premise."
A Bing's words were somewhat difficult to understand. Tang Ling's heart was filled with strange emotions. He suddenly asked, "Who am I?"
A Bing was silent.
Tang Ling sighed and said, "I walked out of the prison very smoothly. Lord Wolf not only cleared the obstacles for me, but also opened the door to the prison for me."
"But in five minutes at most, all this will be exposed. Time is running out, I want to go to the Tower of Babel."
"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 Security Zone 17 received a certain signal and heard a simple sentence, 'Time is running out, I want to go to the Tower of Babel.'
**
Woo, woo, woo
The piercing alarm finally broke through the quiet night at this moment.
The red warning lights and searchlights suddenly turned on, illuminating the entire inner city of Security Zone 17.
People who were already restless and unable to sleep were like frightened cats. Most of them jumped out of bed. Despite the huge uneasiness in their hearts, many people still chose to quietly walk to the window and open the curtains. Through the gap, he secretly looked towards the street.
"Oh my god, what happened? Who are they?" A woman couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw the scene on the street, and was immediately covered by her husband beside her.
"No matter who it is, I believe it is a response to the day's actions. No one will be willing to be purged like this, including me." The husband's last words were almost inaudible, while the woman's eyes widened in horror.
Yes, who is that on the street? Those people wearing black robes and armed, emerging from every corner and even underground, who are they
Safety Zone No. 17 did not respond to this. The alarm bell in the Hall of Glory rang, and Yahan set off urgently with fifty Ziyue warriors with a gloomy face.
As for the soldiers of the elite escort team, they have already set off, all equipped with thermal weapons.
Tonight will be the night of massacre.
Tang Ling walked quickly in front, and a group of strange black-robed people began to gather quickly beside him, behind him, and even in front of him.
Although he didn't know if it was an illusion, Tang Ling could feel that the eyes they looked at him were filled with enthusiasm.
What are you so crazy about
Tang Ling couldn't think of an answer. The first batch of elite warriors with thermal weapons appeared.
There were no words, no omens, and no warnings. Just like two countercurrents of water colliding together, the battle began instantly.
'Bang, bang, bang', gunfire rang out in the first moments of the encounter.
A Bing, who had been standing next to Tang Ling, threw a flying knife directly. Even Tang Ling could not catch the speed of the flying knife. By the time he saw it clearly, the flying knife had already penetrated into the front, and a The throat of an elite soldier holding a machine gun.
At this moment, a strange man in front of Tang Ling suddenly turned to look at Tang Ling and said loudly: "Young Master, if you slow down, you will be an insult to us."
"Please keep going."
Tang Ling pursed his lips, and his steps did not slow down at all. Then he watched the man jump up, step on the high wall of the building next to him, and move towards the ground at an incredible angle that was parallel to the ground. The team of elite warriors rushed forward.
In just three seconds, he rushed to the dead elite warrior, picked up the machine gun, and fired wildly at the elite warrior team without looking.
Under his cover, more than a dozen men in black robes all rushed towards the elite warrior team, while A Bing kept watching, and from time to time he would throw out a flying knife and directly kill the 'firepower point' of the team. .
The man who shouted at Tang Ling began to tremble, and within just a minute, little drops of blood began to appear from his body.
Was he shot? Tang Ling's heart began to twitch, but at the same time he saw that thanks to his cover, the dozen men in black robes successfully entered the group of elite warriors.
Without the advantage of thermal weapons, the elite warriors were almost a one-sided failure.
"That's how fighting is. You have to get used to sacrifice." A Bing said calmly in Tang Ling's ear.
Tang Ling said nothing, but his pace never slowed down. Was he getting used to it
Gunshots and fighting sounds were also heard from far away in the street. Tang Ling was already in a completely confused and sober state.
What was confusing was that he thought it was just an action by a dozen people to protect him. Why would this action be expanded to target the entire Security Zone 17
Soberly, Tang Ling knew that he was very important, and his identity was about to be revealed. All actions would follow his footsteps, and he must tie himself to some inexplicable responsibilities, glory, and so on.
As if to confirm Tang Ling's words, A Bing said again: "This is not just your appearance, but also announcing to the whole world that we are back. So"
When A Bing said this, he suddenly paused. He suddenly took off the long bow on his back, and in an instant he had already attached a long arrow and shot it somewhere in the air.
With a 'Peng' sound, the originally ordinary-looking long arrow exploded in the air. With this explosion, the figure of a Purple Moon warrior also appeared in the air.
He looked somewhat embarrassed, and the pauldron on his left shoulder had been torn to pieces. At this moment, a woman following Tang Ling suddenly jumped up and said, "Leave him to me." Then she rushed towards Ziyue. warrior.
In just a second, Tang Ling remembered the sound of 'boom', 'boom' and 'boom' behind him, as if it was the sound of violent giant beasts colliding.
Then, the figure of the second Purple Moon Warrior appeared in front of the street, and another figure silently rushed towards the second Purple Moon Warrior.
Just for a moment, the two met, and the sword light flashed at the same time, making a harsh sound of metal collision.
Move on, keep moving on!
Tang Ling frowned and watched as more and more people gathered around him, and then watched as the people around him left to fight one by one.
Watching myself walk through the intersection where I encountered my first elite escort, that group of a hundred elite soldiers was wiped out and their thermal weapons were confiscated.
Then watch the man in black robe holding a thermal weapon quickly enter the next battle!
In just one minute, the fighting became fierce. In just one minute, the torrent of war swallowed up hundreds of lives.
Habit? Tang Ling frowned, his steps became faster and faster, and then he started running.
Even though he faces ruined battlefields every day, even after experiencing so much blood, life and death, he still cannot get used to the tragedy of human beings fighting each other in such an era.
Amidst the howling wind, it felt like I had returned to that night, watching helplessly as the lives of the people in the settlement disappeared one by one.
There is a kind of power and a kind of extravagant hope in my heart. I want to break this era and build a new era. At least
Tang Ling clenched his fists and ran as fast as he could.
But for the few men in black robes who had been following him, they could still keep up easily.
The inner city is not very big, and the Tower of Babel is right in front of you in a blink of an eye.
But what stands in front of the Babel Tower is the Glory Square and the Glory Hall, where teams of elite guards are neatly arranged. Artillery from previous civilizations, their dark muzzles are directly aimed at Tang Ling and his party.
There were twenty other Purple Moon warriors lined up in a row. The red cloak that Yahan was wearing was fluttering in the wind. His face was gloomy. Seeing Tang Ling was like seeing a bitter enemy. He coughed and slowly turned from Purple Moon. Walked out of the team of moon warriors.
At this moment, time seemed to overlap. Tang Ling's eyes suppressed cold hatred, as if he had seen that thunderstorm night when he walked out of the ranks of the Ziyue warriors and uttered the cold word 'kill'.
"Leave him to me." Tang Ling said to A Bing beside him in a low voice.
A Bing was not surprised, as if it was natural for a Crescent Warrior like Tang Ling to challenge a squad leader, the Purple Moon Warrior.
"Twenty minutes, I will stay in the Tower of Babel for 20 minutes. He will be the first person I use to pay homage to the settlement after I come out." Tang Ling said lightly.
Tang Ling's words were taken for granted, and it seemed that he was very arrogant. Even if he was blocked by such a formation, the man in black robe could break the situation, just like he stayed in the Tower of Babel for twenty minutes and could kill Yahan as a matter of course after he came out.
But is Tang Ling arrogant? Never, he could even pretend to be crazy and act stupid just to keep a low profile.
The reason why he was so calm was because he saw three people.
Yes, that's three people.
They walked out of the team of men in black robes inconspicuously. They were originally inconspicuous, but with their normal pace, every few meters they moved forward, their momentum became a little stronger. By the end, they were already so powerful. Tang Ling felt suffocated.
With a "swipe" sound, the three people pulled off their black robes at the same time, revealing the uniforms they were wearing.
A very handsome uniform, white, noble, clean, and elegant. The cuffs and placket are decorated with ancient Chinese moiré patterns, and the badges on the shoulders are two abstract golden dragons.
The long clothes fluttered in the wind, just like the domineering tiger hidden pattern on the back came to life in the wind.
'Oh', the team of men in black robes cheered, unable to suppress their excitement.
Yahan was a little confused. Is it serious to wear white to fight? With his knowledge, he had no idea what this uniform represented.
He was just a little annoyed at the bloody battle he was going to face next. He missed the previous time, with good wine, beautiful women, good food, and a warm room.
So, he just slowly took off his gloves, coughed slightly, waved his hand, and said lightly: "Fight."
With a 'boom', the artillery in front spurted flames mercilessly, and huge shells were shot from the muzzle, rushing madly towards the place where the black-robed men gathered most densely.
At this time, three men in white uniforms, the man standing in the middle with long flaxen hair and a pair of brown eyes that were hard to look at at first sight, as deep as the starry sky, moved.
His hand just touched the white uniform, and the uniform magically turned into a color as dark as night. The long hem turned into a tactical belt, which was fastened around his waist with a 'snap' sound. The black tiger on the top gave off a metallic luster and instantly turned into countless metal pieces. They flew up and quickly gathered together in the metallic luster to form shoulder armor, arm guards, breastplate, leg guards, and A tiger-shaped helmet was put on this man with a 'swipe' sound.
What a nostalgic scene!
A Bing's eyes showed emotions that he only understood, and then he watched this man suddenly raise his hands, his long flaxen hair flying wildly without any wind, and the black uniform all over his body also swelled as if in the strong wind.
"Bind!" The man shouted out only one word, and the most magical scene happened.
Those shells flying in the air were all still, as if pairs of invisible hands were holding them firmly.
"Haha, the seven-character mantra - bondage, is really nostalgic." On the right, also wearing a white uniform, is a man with a charming figure, curly hair standing high, and slender legs full of infinite charm when he steps. dark skinned woman.
Her hand also gently touched the white uniform, and the same scene happened again. The uniform instantly turned black, and the dark tiger pattern on the back turned into a silver tiger helmet.
Her steps became faster and faster, and in the next moment, she turned into a silver lightning. When she saw her figure clearly, she had already appeared among the elite guards.
With a 'whoosh', a huge tornado suddenly appeared from behind the woman. Her hand lightly drew an arc in the air. Following this arc, the tornado swept through the elite guard team crazily. , and instantly hundreds of soldiers were swept into the air.
Yahan's face changed. Looking at the silver tiger helmet, he seemed to remember something. He suddenly shouted: "The Purple Moon warriors obey the order and all attack."
'Hoo', following this order, twenty Ziyue warriors jumped up at the same time, and stepped out at the same time, like a purple thunder and lightning that suddenly cut through the black sky.
The man on the left who was wearing a white uniform and had the same black hair and eyes as Tang Ling, who looked a little tired and lazy, moved.
He didn't even transform the uniform, and still let the uniform retain its luxurious form.
He just took out a wine bottle, with a sigh in his eyes, unscrewed the lid, took a sip of wine, and watched as twenty Purple Moon warriors were about to rush into the team of black-robed men.
The man suddenly stood up straight and yelled at the twenty Ziyue warriors.
'Buzz buzz', Tang Ling couldn't hear what the man yelled at all. He only felt that his ears were buzzing the moment he spoke, and he fell into a kind of dizziness.
But the target of the attack was not Tang Ling at all, and that was how he felt. The Ziyue warriors who were facing the black-haired man's roar were immediately interrupted. Everyone covered their ears almost uncontrollably and staggered around. together.
The man didn't even look at the Ziyue warriors. He just unscrewed the wine bottle and took another sip of wine, as if he was staying aloof from the incident.
What level of battle is this? When did these Purple Moon warriors become so weak
Is the first one a Leap Leap? Controlling objects with mental power
The second one is a wind talented person who has cultivated to a high level
Is the third talent he mastered a partial and partial 'sound'
Tang Ling, escorted from left to right by A Bing and an extremely strong man holding a heavy hammer, quickly rushed towards the Babel Tower.
"Turn." Behind him, the man with long flaxen hair spoke again.
The bullets that were restrained by him suddenly turned in another direction and roared towards the elite guard team.
The next second, bursts of explosions were heard, and bursts of screams could be heard.
'Whew', the tornado exploded at this time, and hundreds of elite warriors who were caught in the wind fell to the ground with a 'slap, bang, bang', but this was not the end, these bursting winds turned into huge winds. The blades were slashing down one after another from the ranks of the elite guards.
“Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oo, experience, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!”
The Ziyue warriors who had just woken up from that roar could not suppress a sense of sadness and decadence in their hearts. They did not want to fight anymore, they had no fighting spirit and will to fight.
On the contrary, the faces of the men in black robes on the other side were all flushed, as if infinite courage had been injected, infinite strength had been instilled, they were full of excitement and fearless death, and they held their weapons high: "Kill! "
It was just these three people who instantly reversed the situation where the man in black robe was at an absolute disadvantage.
They showed combat power beyond Tang Ling's knowledge. Who can rival them in this No. 17 safety zone? Should it only be City Lord Wolf
After all, spatial ability is a daunting ability.
But no matter what kind of ability or fighting power, Tang Ling was fearless! As long as he doesn't die, he will definitely keep moving towards the top. He must stand at the top.
Because he wants to break this era! break in! This seed of desire finally sprouted and broke through the ground, turning into a seedling deeply rooted in my heart!
Amidst the flash of swords and the hail of bullets, Tang Ling rushed towards the Babel Tower, the blood in his heart having been completely ignited.
There must be a stage that belongs to him here.
Soon, he will return like a devil from hell, bloodbath the guilty people to pay homage to the hatred in his heart.
(End of chapter)