"Bed bugs, little bitch bugs!!"

"You're a bedbug forever!!" Able was trembling all over, could it be because of anger, resentment, jealousy, or fear?

He couldn't calm down at all!

The fear of death coming at any time tormented him, and under this torture, thinking about the Ivy League College and the great future, all kinds of complicated emotions would intensify, how could he calm down?

In addition, Tang Ling's genius undoubtedly made Abel like swallowing a poison.

He has always thought highly of himself, but he still has an inferiority complex in his heart that cannot be mentioned.

He wasn't supposed to grow up in this backwood, safe zone 17, he should have been by his mother's side, enjoying all the resources of his mother's more powerful family.

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

The original words of the family over there were: "This kid is not qualified enough for family training, and his talent is too poor!" ”

Poor talent? How ridiculous the word is applied to oneself.

Why is his talent so bad? The potential of the gene chain that is close to the five-star talent, and there is also a talent that is not completely wasted although it is out of the way.

He was not convinced.

But the truth did not allow him to disagree, and when he saw the dazzling strength of his peers and his cousins, he could only shrink down and become a 'country' boy.

It was only by staying in Safe Zone 17 that he could find some self-esteem and balance.

So, he was jealous of all the geniuses.

He had asked Leno to teach him his dagger skills, and remembering that time, Leno had reluctantly agreed, saying that he had only demonstrated it 10 times.

Undoubtedly, since he agreed, Leno did not dare to be perfunctory.

After explaining the principle clearly, Leno also broke it down 10 times in slow motion to show Abbey, but unfortunately Abbey didn't learn it.

So far, Abel has not learned, although he has practiced quietly from time to time, and he feels that he has achieved some results.

Tang Ling, why can Tang Ling learn? Why?! If he has his talent, what kind of treatment should he enjoy in his mother's family?

Abel hated himself a little, and was still thinking about these things? Unable to calm the torment in his heart, he stood up and turned up the music in the room to the loudest pitch.

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

It's a pity that now even this music has become a torture tune, because that man turned out to be...

This was confirmed, and a strange smile appeared on Eber'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 Anse family, the higher the person, the deeper the sin.

Tang Ling even found an interesting diary, and when he casually flipped through it, he found countless dirty things, involving many members of the Anse family, who even trafficked human beings.

Trafficking of babies born in the Settlement of Security Zone 17.

Isn't there a trace of kindness in the genes of this family? Tang Ling placed the last head.

73rd person.

Then, staring at the big screen, stomp on the heads of these sins one by one.

No amount of insult can be excessive, they do not deserve the peace of the dead.

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

How many are left? Originally, it was supposed to be six, but he found a crushed corpse on the second floor, presumably used by Uncle Su Yao to establish his authority.

So, there are only five left.

Among them were Abel and Cockline.

Kill Abel and put an end to Vivian and Amir's enmity once and for all.

Kill Cowklein and put an end to this.

Tang Ling's heart was surging with inexplicable emotions, he needed to recall his mother-in-law's hands, his sister's taste, the pain of Su Yao's kicks on his body, and the warmth of getting along with the Raptors team, in order to suppress the negative impact of these killings.

Because killing will never be his inner support, and he may never be able to indulge in the sense of control that comes with killing.

'Smack', Tang Ling stood on the last step of the fourth floor.

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

This is the maximum scope allowed by Uncle Su Yao's rules, and the Ansi family, which is struggling in the end, will definitely take advantage of it.

"Is this the beginning?" Tang Ling's body leaned back, and the huge standard war knife almost slashed against his face, bringing up an icy wind.

But at this time, even if he leaned back, Tang Ling could still kick out a kick and kick away the other standard war knife that was slashing at him.

It's such a monster, always judged accurately, and always has a peak sense of battle.

With a pair of glasses on his nose and a pamphlet that read 'Top Secret' in his hand, Cowklein watched the battle indifferently.

He wanted to know what hole cards Tang Ling had not used?

Now it seems that everything is within his judgment, there should be no other hole cards, right? Except for that state.

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

Thinking of this, Cowklein bowed his head, and there were a few lines of simple words recorded on the page of the booklet that had been read repeatedly.

Tang Feng - Talent unknown, suspected of 'copying' talent, suspected of 'eyesight' talent, suspected of 'comprehension' talent.

However, according to the information that has been circulated by me, he only admits that he has a talent for 'precision'.

With a 'snap', Cowclein closed the book, he would never believe that the man who once stood on top of the world had only one talent for precision.

What a garbage talent is that? Is it possible to communicate any of the forces of nature? Can increase wisdom and comprehension? Or can you feed yourself? Not to mention, more advanced, the kind of abilities called law talents, such as space talents.

What is the Talent for Precision? In Cowcrane's understanding, from thousands of examples, it has been proven that it only makes people better at long-range attacks, and that's it, it is a garbage talent among garbage.

"Tang Ling? He exposed Tang Feng's secret, and their father and son should be a talent of comprehension. It's a very strong talent, but unfortunately it's definitely not the 'copying' talent that people want. Cowlain muttered to himself.

If there is really a talent for copying, all the strong people in the world are afraid that they will have no way to live.

Thinking of this, Cockeline calmly picked up the cigar that had been placed on the edge of the ashtray and took another puff.

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

And then finally came to its own conclusions.

In the picture at this time, the two Purple Moon warriors who were flanking Tang Ling were about to be defeated.

In fact, there is no possibility of victory, Tang Ling's basic ability has definitely reached the ability of a third-order Purple Moon Warrior, these two guys who are not yet second-order can support geometry?

They are not stronger than Leno at all, and they can live on the fourth floor, because they are born noble, and they are the children of the marriage between the Anse family and other families.

The pathetic Anse family, who has worked hard for so long, is still the only third-order Purple Moon warrior in the end.

Smoke filled Cowlain's room, and he wouldn't be surprised at all by Tang Ling's state at this time.

He was just calculating the time, calculating how Tang Ling had suddenly improved so much? And then when will it end? What are the negative effects after the end?

In such a short interval of thought, two more heads flew up.

The Anse family was once again destroyed, and their heads were placed in the hall on the fourth floor.

Then, next.

But soon, Tang Ling was surprised to find that this guy, the little white-faced man who was famous in the No. 17 security zone, was driven crazy alive.

He peed and puddle after on the ground beside his bedside, cuddled a terrified pet cat, and kept screaming 'Mommy, Mommy'.

Tang Ling stepped forward, broke his hand, and let go of the innocent pet cat.

This may be one of the few clean creatures in this sinful Anse family, and that crazy little white face was robbed of the cat, and began to beat it desperately, biting Tang Ling, and shouting loudly, 'You return my mother, my mother will sleep with the baby.' ’

What kind of disgusting dialogue is this? Tang Ling frowned in disgust, raised his knife, and directly ended this disgusting words.

What a coincidence, the last one left for him on these four floors turned out to be Abbie, and he wanted to know what kind of expression would Abbel greet him with?

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

Despite living on only four floors, Eber's doors are all different, inlaid with patterns made of pure gold, and he is the heir after all.

Then, Tang Ling saw Aibo.

He didn't wear standard armor, or any armor, nor did he take any weapons, he just sat on a wide chair, facing the door, and looked at Tang Ling with a weird smile.

The room reverberated with a piece of pre-civilization music, which Tang Ling could certainly understand, and it was one of the few languages he knew.

In fact, the language spoken in Security Zone 17 is also a language that has developed on the basis of this language.

Abel turned a blind eye to Tang Ling's arrival, he just hummed the song addictively.

“He deals the cards as a meditation

He played cards as if in deep meditation

And those he plays never suspect

He never hesitates to play cards

He doesn't play for the money he wins

He doesn't play cards for money."

Tang Ling stood in front of the door and listened quietly, while Abel suddenly stopped humming and looked at Tang Ling: "Listening to these lyrics, what do you think?" ”

Tang Ling frowned, but he didn't rush to make a move, he found something interesting that he needed to observe.

And Abel didn't seem to care whether Tang Ling would answer or not, he continued to himself: "You will think that this is a piece of music that belongs to men. ”

"I've heard it a thousand times, ten thousand times? I really think so! A man is strategic, a man knows all the rules of the game, he sees everything, he is so in control. ”

"But none of this could touch his heart in the end."

"Listen, isn't that so? I understand that spades are like swords in the hands of soldiers, plum blossoms are like guns roaring on the battlefield, and in this artistic game, squares are like money in hand..."

"But in the end, But that's not the shape of my heart."

"Isn't it interesting? Because you can't help but want to explore, what is the heart of a man who is above everything and cannot be moved by money, power, and victory? How powerful is it? What is the softness of his inner castle in the end? ”

"And after a long period of inquiry, you really want to be him. Even if it's just the surface, the man on the surface who treats everything as just a game and plays seriously, but is not bound. "Abel said a lot in one breath.

Tang Ling's face was calm: "Well, that's a good point." ”

"No, it's not good! Because this song represents a man's deepest heart, but how many men are there in this world? Anyway, I don't deserve it, so I just listen to it a lot and fantasize about it. ”

"Tang Ling, do you want to know a secret?" Abel stood up, he was even in the mood to pour himself a glass of wine.

Tang Ling was silent.

"This song is once a hero, a big hero's favorite song to hum. At that time, I was still young, and the only scene I remember is like this. ”

"Safe Zone 17 is in danger, a bunch of villains, a horde of fierce beasts, about to be destroyed."

"A man with a group of people, a small group of people, fifty, sixty? I wasn't so sure, and then the crisis was resolved. ”

"Naturally, I can't forget his heroic appearance on the battlefield, but what I can't forget is that he stood under a mountain of corpses, and then slowly squatted down, and he was distracted."

"Of course, I don't know why he wandered? I couldn't even read his eyes at that time, I was just held up by my father, looking at him adoringly, listening to him humming a tune all the time, and remembering the lyrics - But that's not the shape of my heart. ”

Speaking of this, Abel drank all the wine in his hand, tilted his head and looked at Tang Ling: "Interesting story, right?" Do you want to listen to it? A secret. ”

"You're done?" Tang Ling approached Ai Bo step by step, raised his long knife, pointed directly at Ai Bo, and said word by word: "I don't want to hear any secrets. ”

"I don't use this secret in exchange for my life, I'm going to die. I had only one request, to keep my body intact, and I didn't want my mother to be too sad when she saw my body. In this way, you are not interested either? Abel panicked, his hand holding the bottle and pouring it trembled slightly.

"If you don't want to hear it, let's fight." Tang Ling's attitude was very resolute.

Abel sighed, drank the second glass of wine, and slowly pulled a pistol out of his clothes.

In fact, with Tang Ling's current speed, it is difficult for the pistol to pose much threat to him, and it is difficult for a gunner who is not a top gunner to maintain accuracy, not to mention that he cannot capture the target at all.

If you miss a hit, you will die.

"Take it and fight me?" Tang Ling had a mockery on his face?

Abel said, "I am absolutely convinced that you are a man who keeps his word, and the piece of paper with the secret written on it is on my desk, leaving my body intact." ”

After speaking, Abel didn't wait for Tang Ling to say any words, and aimed his backhand shot directly at his heart, and simply shot.

It's a desert eagle, and the power of its bullets speaks for itself, and it may be a simple bullet hole in front of it, but it will leave a scar on the back of the bowl.

Abel said something inexplicable, and just committed suicide like this? Don't doubt it, even if it is a second-order Purple Moon Warrior, even if it is a Purple Moon Warrior with a natural defensive talent, at such a distance, it is impossible to survive if he shoots at the heart.

The power of firearms is worthy of respect! The reason why it is not a big threat to the Purple Moon Warriors is only because of speed and nervous reflexes.

Tang Ling looked at Ai Bo, but there was no trace of surprise on his face.

He slowly paced to the side of Uncle's corpse, and with a slight tap of his toes, Uncle's corpse turned over, and the wound on his back was a little terrible.

There was no heartbeat, no breathing, and the body began to stiffen slowly.

The choice left for Tang Ling is nothing more than whether he can give him a decent integrity? Then go directly to see the secret, in fact, it is not a loss, anyway, Tang Ling finally planned to burn down the mansion.

However, Tang Ling did not go to the desk, but sat down next to Abel's corpse, which was a bar, and on the bar was still the wine that Abel had just opened.

Tang Ling was not a Sven person, so he directly picked up the bottle of wine and took a big sip.

He didn't want to waste time, he also needed a little alcohol to calm some complex emotions mixed with resistance in his heart.

"Any idea why you're inferior to Andrew?" Tang Ling put down the wine bottle and was muttering to himself, of course it was impossible for the dead Abel to respond to Tang Ling.

"Because, Andrew is not only better than you, but also he is more like a man, he at least knows that when he can't escape, he dares to fight with me in a dignified way."

Then he became more aware of the difference between small and big wisdom. Great wisdom is to force the enemy to agree to his request, for example, in the end, I did not continue to hurt Andrew's companions, and I did not even care about Henk's departure. ”

"You're as smart as you." As Tang Ling spoke, the B-grade alloy long knife was placed on the back of Aibo's neck, but it was still a certain distance away from the back of Aibo's neck.

Tang Ling stopped talking, he paused for a second, and suddenly the long knife was directly cut down, and Eber's head and body were instantly separated.

But the consciousness of the brain will not be interrupted because of this, and at this moment, Abel actually opened his eyes and looked at Tang Ling in disbelief.

Tang Ling glanced at him contemptuously, took another sip of wine, and said, "I have given you the opportunity to fight, but there is often only one chance. So, this time you just go and die. ”

"Do you think that if you tell half of the so-called secret and pique my curiosity, I will definitely look at the paper and be a man who keeps his promise? I don't lose anyway? ”

"Nope. First of all, I hate the secrets in your mouth. Second, I hate that people play mind games with me, and I hate being led by the nose even more, and your layout is not wonderful at all. ”

"Finally, you must be wondering, why did I see through you? Well, I won't tell you. As Tang Ling spoke, he walked over and lifted Uncle's head, at which time Abbel had completely lost consciousness.

But Tang Ling didn't leave, but stood in the room and continued to listen to the music that didn't finish.

He didn't know what he was thinking, and he kept his head down and remained silent.

When the last line was finished, he walked over, picked up the vinyl record from the record player, and broke it without hesitation.

Then, he walked out of the room with Eber's head in his hand, never reaching his desk.

**

Su Xiao looked at the sky, his expression was a little sad, but his expression was a little serious.

He 'saw' everything, and he understood what Tang Ling was doing, but this result was still expected.

"I've actually been a failure in this life, and I think my son will resent me when he grows up. Maybe you won't be able to understand me for the rest of your life. Tang Feng was rarely sad, but this time he wanted to laugh, but there was deep sadness in his eyes.

"What can I do for you? My brother? Su Xiao was still looking at the sky, but there was no answer in his heart.

He can't do anything other than deception! But can he deceive Tang Ling? No, and this kid won't be deceived.

Things in this world are so unpleasant, often throughout their lives, when they see through all the glory, power and desire, they can't wait for an understanding.

Take a look, at the last moment, I realized that what I wanted in my heart was very simple, to solve regrets, to seek forgiveness... It's like going back to the time when you were born and weren't blinded by your desires.

But where can time go back?

Then, will your own daughter forgive herself?

Su Xiao didn't dare to think about it anymore, don't talk about her daughter, even if she has a dewy relationship with herself, Luo Na won't forgive herself, right?

Well, if you don't forgive, forget it, when it comes to death, you can only see through and let go.

The battle is about to begin.

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