Dark Moon Era

Mamba.

The era of Ziyue is very interesting, because the appearance of Ziyue has almost subverted everything on this planet. Many common sense and knowledge accumulated by humans on this planet are no longer useful, and even everything you see, including yourself, has magically happened. The change.

Therefore, the human desire to explore the planet has become stronger than ever. After all, everything became strange again. What was once impossible or even fantasy became real and possible.

However, the Ziyue era was also very boring. Because it is almost a spiritual desert, without any music, literature, art, etc. People can only find spiritual comfort from the little left from the previous civilization.

In this case, the bar became the biggest pastime.

Such a barren place is indispensable. Even the former settlements have simple bars in sheds.

Even if it can only provide some fermented wine with wild fruit grass roots, it also makes countless people willing to squeeze a part from the barren income and willingly consume it here.

"So the people who run the bar are people with backgrounds, aren't they?" Tony, no, strictly speaking, it was Tang Ling who couldn't help but think when he looked at this dim but crowded bar. Got such an idea.

All in all, from stepping on the No. 119 transfer station to meeting Wuzi, he always remembered everything that seemed to be a long time ago, about the settlement.

I found a place beside the bar counter, and soon a strong man bartender came over.

"Would you like regular wine or good food?" The bar's attitude was very average. When Tang Ling was seen, he just looked at it with an uncomfortable glance, and he was rude, and asked without a thought.

Tang Ling glanced at the bar. Most of the people on the table were rough barrel-shaped wine glasses, like the drinking glasses of Guangmingzhou, which was more than a century old.

In this wooden goblet is a liquid that looks very cloudy.

In front of only a few people, there were large glass cups, and the drinks inside looked quite normal.

"What is regular wine? What are good goods?" Tang Ling looked very ignorant.

"Regular wine? That's the special evening wine here, which can be served with a plate from Tetegan. As for the good goods ..." The bartender suddenly opened the curtain of the wine cabinet behind him, then looked proudly and provocatively A glance at Tang Ling: "As long as you can afford it, you can drink most of the fine wines from the mainland."

Tang Ling glanced greedily at the wine cabinet, licked his lips, but made a resentful look, and said carefully, "Then I, then I will come to the regular bar."

"Are you sure?" The bartender raised an eyebrow.

"I, I'm sure." Tang Ling replied slightly carefully.

The bartender glanced at Tang Ling, stopped talking, and turned away.

In less than a minute, holding a wooden barrel cup and a wooden saucer, he stunned in front of Tang Ling and left.

Tang Ling glanced at the liquor in front of him, and it was cloudy and yellow. He thought that it should be called yellow wine, not a nice evening wine.

As for dried from Tete, it is a kind of black seaweed called Tete. This kind of seaweed is not nutritious, but it is not harmful because it grows very thick and is particularly chewy after drying. It tastes like meat, and because it is a marine plant, it also has a special salty taste, so it is something that people in this place use to relieve their belches.

Tang Ling twisted together from Tetegan and threw it into his mouth. In fact, he chewed well, and took a sip of Dusk. Compared with Tetegan, this tasting wine made people feel better. It's hard to accept.

It is full of the smell of low-grade drinking water contamination, and the salty, bitter and astringent taste. The only thing that is fascinating is the smell of fermented alcohol.

After all, Tang Ling is a Haas boar, and he doesn't care about the taste.

He was like a traveler who had been tired for a long time, taking a bite from Tetegan, a sip of evening wine, and looked quite timid.

Wine is always intoxicating.

After about forty minutes, some people were drunk in the bar. In order not to disturb the guests drinking, these drunks were all helped out.

If you look closely, most of these drunks are people who drink so-called good goods.

Of course, some people may feel uneasy about this situation. Before he gets drunk, he hurries to checkout and leaves.

However, this did not affect Tang Ling's mood of drinking, although he had already drank a whole glass of evening wine at this time, his eyes seemed a bit hazy.

"Bartender, I think I have to get another glass." Tang Ling couldn't hold it, lying on the table, shouting to the bartender.

The bartender and many people around him looked at Tang Ling with bad intentions, and no one seemed to intentionally pour wine for Tang Ling.

"I, I want one more ..." Tang Ling said so, but his tongue was too big to say a complete sentence. When the bartender stepped in front of Tang Ling step by step, his mouth seemed to be counting three. Two, one's countdown.

Before Tang Ling even insisted that the bartender counted down to the last number, she lay on the table completely.

"Another drunk gentleman, help him out, throw him in the back alley, let him be awake. Now, people are getting worse and worse." The bartender mumbled.

Soon, there were a few big guys driving Tang Ling, who helped Tang Ling out of the bar under the mocking and slightly sympathetic eyes.

Opposite the back alley of the bar.

There are only a few buildings in the 119 interchange station, which are buildings, in fact, they are just like a few mobile board houses of the former civilization, a small building piled up.

After these big guys helped Tang Ling out of the bar, instead of throwing Tang Ling here, he strode toward the building opposite the back alley.

Tang Ling was so drunk that he couldn't figure out everything.

In this way, he was dragged into the building and then taken directly to the second floor.

There is a large office on the second floor. It should be an office formed by the opening of several rooms.

In this office, several drunks are **** horizontally and vertically. If Tang Ling is awake, he can easily recognize that these drunks are all drunks who have just emerged from the Mamba bar.

These drunks are not awake yet. One of them is slightly awake and is tied to a stool. He is only strapped with a firearm **** his upper body. Two pistols are inserted into the strap and his whip is in his hands. The muscle cramps interrogated the man like iron.

"No, you have seriously violated the rules of the Ocean Alliance, and even your behavior will offend the Poseidon family." The interrogated man shouted unwillingly.

But these words were only exchanged with a whip, the man said with a smile: "If we are afraid of this, we will not do it."

"If you're smart, you'd better hand over all the codes and keys about your ship. Then, you can exchange for the qualification to survive in the outer area."

"Otherwise you would be **** and thrown into the sea, who would know that you have disappeared?"

The interrogated man fell silent, apparently a difficult choice.

The interrogator waited lazily, as if everything was exactly as he said, there was no fear in the 119 transfer station doing such a job.

This is a psychological battle, the defeat is destined to be the unlicensed weak.

After asking a few questions to make sure he could survive, he chose to say the code of his ship, and handed over a key.

"Go to verify." The interrogator took the key indifferently, wrote down the password, and gave it to his subordinates.

The men quickly took over these things and hurried out.

About twenty minutes later, his men returned to the office and muttered a few words into the interrogator's ears.

"Very good, sir. Because of your honesty you have been qualified to live." The interrogator seemed very happy during the talk, walked over and patted the interrogator on the shoulder, and then loosened him personally.

But also at this moment, he suddenly took off the filament bracelet tied between his wrists. The bracelet immediately became a thin steel rope, and then the steel rope was relentlessly pulled in. The neck of the interrogator.

The filament wire made of S-grade alloy will not survive even if the second-order Ziyue soldier is held in this way.

The man struggled to ask ‘why’? However, the interrogator did not even give him this opportunity, and strangled him directly.

"Sorry, Mr. Honesty, I deceived you. As a first-order Ziyue warrior, our little transit station can't keep you alive." The interrogator shrugged his shoulders and said directly to his opponent: Throw it into the sea. "

Silently carrying the body downstairs.

When they returned, the interrogator began to pick among the drunken drunks to see who was a little more awake.

At this moment, Tang Ling frowned and made several unconscious murmurs.

The interrogator was slightly surprised, pointing at Tang Ling and saying, "This guy woke up very quickly, but he was not even a first-order Ziyue soldier."

Yes, there is a difference between Purple Moon Warriors and ordinary people. Just like mutant beasts, there are differences between wild beasts and fierce beasts. The difference is the hidden lines on them.

The identification of fierce plants is also the same.

Humans do not have purple lines, but as long as they cross the first order, a purple spot appears on the palm of the palm. This is common sense.

Tang Ling's hands did not have purple spots.

"But he did drink a whole glass of evening wine, and we also met some people who seemed to have stronger antibodies." A speculative speculation from his men.

"This is a wealthy guy who is driving a single-man combat ship by a Poseidon family," said another apparently inquired.

"Single combat boat of the Poseidon family? Stupid! Shouldn't you be the one who can't move?" The interrogator suddenly became furious and grabbed the placket.

"No, no. Lord Manto, this is not a standard single-person combat boat, but a modified cargo. The Poseidon family sells better every year, and we have found out." The man quickly explained One sentence.

The interrogator, called Lord Manto, finally calmed down, and pointed to Tang Ling and said, "Then this fool. Be careful. Although he is not a Ziyue soldier, there may be other means, using the most A good **** lock, but don't make any mistakes! You will know the consequences of this trouble ... "

A few men nodded fearfully, pulling Tang Ling up and placing him on the special interrogation chair, then two people held Tang Ling, and the other two went to get the so-called best **** lock.

At this time, Tang Ling seemed to be awake quickly, shaking, and opened his eyes at any time.

The two men who held Tang Ling worked harder, while Manto approached Tang Ling and took out his gun, ready to resist Tang Ling's head.

If there is any accident, a trigger can solve the problem.

The pre-civilized hot weapon has limited effect in front of the Ziyue soldiers, but at such a short distance, it can still at least defeat the second-order killing, including the second-order Ziyue soldiers, depending on the power of the gun.

Anyway, the desert eagle in Manto's hands is no problem.

But the moment Manto pulled his gun, Tang Ling opened his eyes sharply.

With a sigh, a large amount of turbid liquid was sprayed from Tang Ling's mouth, and Manto's face was spit directly.

And at this moment, Tang Ling has released the war type silently. Compared with the previous movement, Tang Ling's figure will not be changed in any way now, but two beautiful forearms appear. Bone armor.

In the case of transformation, what is the power of Tang Ling's liquid? He sprayed at Manto's eyes. With the blessing of precision instinct, such a close distance, there was no misalignment.

As a first-order Ziyue soldier, Manto would not be blinded by such an attack, but within a few seconds, he should never want to open his eyes. What can he see normally?

Manto's response was also very quick. After being sprayed by Tang Ling, he subconsciously went in the direction of Tang Ling and shot without hesitation.

But Tang Ling, who had been prepared, pulled the big man who was holding him beside him, blocked the gun for himself, and kicked the gun with a kick.

Then there was a sound of osteotomy, and another yelling arm holding Tang Ling fractured directly. Tang Ling grabbed it in a weird posture and smashed it directly at Manto.

Manto was blind, and within three seconds, he shot three times and hit the big man, and then he was undoubtedly beaten by the big man.

Manto didn't dare to stop, turned around and ran towards the door, taking a quick step.

Under the transformation, Tang Ling has far surpassed the first-order Ziyue fighters. Because he has not broken through the first-order relationship, he has no way to perform instant steps and the speed cannot break through the limits of the gene.

But Tang Ling's speed is also very close to the first-order Ziyue soldier.

After all, Manto was smashed a bit, delaying a few tenths of a second, Tang Ling rushed to the door before Manto, and ran to the door with the maximum speed, blocking the door.

‘Blind’ Manto could n’t see it at this time, and he bumped into Tang Ling at the first moment, and felt a huge danger just as he was about to hit Tang Ling.

His eyesight undoubtedly affected his avoidance. He only had a slight tilt of his body, and felt that he was directly punched in the nose.

The power of this punch was the greatest power that Manto had ever felt in his lifetime. It was like a huge alloy metal, slamming into his nose.

With a ‘wow’, Manto flew out a few teeth directly, and the nose, which was not very tall, was directly smashed into the meat, forming a funny depression.

Three forged punches!

With Tang Ling's current strength and a combat skill at hand, the first-order Ziyue soldiers cannot resist.

Compared with the first-order Ziyue fighters, Tang Ling's current combat power is undoubtedly the talent ability that will be promoted after losing ‘Instant Step’ and promotion to Ziyue fighters.

But not all Ziyue fighters have first-tier talents with a lethal combat ability. This will only happen to genius boys. Normal Ziyue fighters must wait until they use natural abilities to fight. Third order.

Manto was obviously not a genius, and Tang Ling had no pressure to fight him.

With just one punch, Manto could not bear it anymore, and he felt his head was about to explode.

However, Tang Ling, who had the advantage, did not intend to let Manto do this. He rushed over and hit Manto's head with several punches. He was too lazy to use any boxing moves.

It was such rough punches that made Manto into a pig's head. Then Tang Ling drove Manto and pulled a pistol directly from his back belt. The barrel was inserted into Manto's missing several. In the mouth of his teeth, he looked at the helpless men and said, "Now you can bring the shackles."

Manto never expected that one day he would be tied to this interrogation stool specially prepared for 'fat sheep'.

And his poor men also became 'fat sheep', **** with big flowers and thrown to the ground.

Of course, ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Tang Ling did not release those drunkards, his plan only started, but he can't make too much trouble now.

This shows that Tang Ling's time is actually very limited, because there will be new fat men sending ‘fat sheep’ soon, and these drunks wake up is also a trouble.

But Tang Ling would never show any urgency. Instead, he was very calm. He rummaged in this office and found two bottles of good wine. He unscrewed one bottle and took a sip before holding it. The gun came in front of Manto, smashed him with the butt, and smashed his mouth and said, "This is the wine. You were at the bar just now. How hard is it to drink, you know?"

Manto glared at Tang Ling, showing a tough guy and not speaking.

Tang Ling didn't panic, of course, and took another sip of wine: "Of course, I also have to thank the stuff for being too hard to drink, so I spit it out."

Only believe you have ghosts!

Manto was speechless, but today it was planted, and he recognized it. But he was also fearless, and he waited for Tang Ling's next condition.