"Damn, shit." The green tendons on Quark's forehead were throbbing, obviously flustered, but he didn't dare to say too much, for fear of alarming the so-called dangers.

Sometimes, it's just a sentence to break down.

The atmosphere fell into silence again, Tang Ling half-narrowed his eyes, and took advantage of the rare free time at this moment to start to rest.

The closer he got to danger, the calmer he became, which was another instinct that Tang Ling couldn't explain.

In the midst of the torment, Quark quietly distanced himself from Tang Ling and the three of them, and after struggling with the change of expression on his face, he took out a strangely shaped black guy from his bag and held it in his hand.

Tang Ling saw everything.

"I thought I could try my way." Quark's behavior undoubtedly used the other hole cards he hid, and he wanted to abandon Tang Ling and the others.

But there is still no need to say it, let alone stop it, Tang Ling has his own plans. In fact, perception is only an aid, the key is the solution, and Tang Ling will never pin his hopes on others.

He's been observing. At this point, it's time to make a move.

Hearing Tang Ling's words, Quark's face changed slightly, but then he said, "Are you sure?" ”

He never let go of the strange-looking guy in his hand, even if Tang Ling couldn't see what that guy was doing? A pipe connects several irregular blocks!

But, he does not doubt its effect.

"Here, let's climb up." Just secretly noticed the guy in Quark's hand for less than half a second, Tang Ling spoke.

He didn't have to answer Quark anything, he just untied the rope, lifted his sister up, jumped slightly, and put her where he was pointing.

It was an iron pipe almost clinging to the top of the passage, which was very common in underground settlements, and there were such thick iron pipes from time to time.

Then, Tang Ming lifted his mother-in-law again, and this time the mother-in-law climbed up by herself.

"Need my help?" Tang Ling glanced at Quark.

Quark was secretly shocked by the agility and strength of the young man in front of him, although he knew extremely well that the people of this era were strong compared to the previous civilization, but the neatness of this young man's skills should have been tempered by life and death.

"Just give me a hand." Quarks don't get tough.

Tang Ling did so, and after Quark successfully lay on the pipe, Tang Ling ran in a few steps, took a light leap, and climbed up the pipe almost silently.

This made Quark feel like he was underestimating Tang Ling again.

"What's next?" On the pipeline, Quark doesn't know what Tang Ling is going to do? He did it as a last resort, never wasting his hole cards. What's more, the waste of resources from this hole card also hurts him.

"You stay here." Tang Ling whispered, and then gently and slowly crawled along the pipe for a distance of nearly three meters.

Does this kid want to climb out through the pipe?

Are you kidding? The muscles in Quark's face are twitching! First of all, the pipeline can't avoid the black horn purple snake, and secondly, the pipeline is only less than 30 meters away, and it can't reach the exit at all.

But Quark just watched quietly, planning his own things in his heart.

After crawling for a distance of about three and a half meters, Tang Ling stopped, and he gently tore off about thirty grams of meat strips from the few remaining pieces of jerky.

Then, Tang Ling took the meat strip in his hand, and his brain was running to the extreme at this moment.

The black-horned purple-striped snake, the limit distance for the perception of sound is twenty-seven meters, and the correct distance to throw the jerky out must be twenty-five meters, and the slight vibration from the landing of thirty grams of jerky will not alarm the nearest black-horned purple-striped snake.

After all, in a seemingly quiet environment, there are also various noises, such as the sound of air flowing.

The black-horned purple snake is not interested in any subtle sound.

And the more important significance of the accurate grasp is that it cannot alarm other black horned purple snakes.

After all, these guys are close to each other.

There is more than one danger that needs to be broken through, Tang Ling needs to use precision instinct to calculate the most precise 'nodes', but he still needs to practice in front of him.

Two streams of warm heat flowed out of the nasal cavity, and the burden was heavier than before.

Licking away the blood with his tongue, Tang Ling decisively threw out the jerky.

Just the right twenty-five meters.

In less than a second, Suosuo's voice sounded, and soon a large black snake swam over.

The mottled purple stripes on the black background and the sharp black horns on the front of the forehead have undoubtedly proved that this is a black horned purple snake.

He is still a minor, only about ten meters.

Tang Ling gently pulled out the sharp iron rod he was carrying on his back, chose a suitable angle, and waited quietly.

A small piece of jerky, the black horned purple snake was a little disappointed, but it still chose to devour it without hesitation.

Tang Ling's hand holding the iron rod was extremely stable, and there was not even a slight tremble.

Wild beasts all have something in common, and no matter what they devour, the head of the snake is high.

Even though it was just a piece of jerky, the black-horned purple snake raised its head slightly.

Now is the time!

Tang Ling made a lightning-like move, and at the moment when the black horned purple snake raised its head, he used a sharp stick to penetrate a point below three inches of the black horn purple snake's head.

Without even struggling, the black-horned purple-striped snake died silently, and the weakness at three inches was attacked, cutting off all its perception in an instant.

What's more, under the instinct of precision, the point of Tang Ling's attack is the weakness of the weakness!

But the hunting experience gained over many years of life and death also played a huge role.

This reminded Tang Ling of Uncle Zhang, of his experience of teaching himself, and of what he once said that according to legend, the previous weakness of snakes was actually at the position of seven inches...

This is of course absurd, and in fact there are many more absurd claims about beasts.

Tang Ling didn't care about this, he just remembered Uncle Zhang's confused and confused smile when he talked about this... I don't know if his family escaped?

This kind of distraction annoyed Tang Ling, so he quickly put away his thoughts, there were still troubles, and he still needed to solve them.

After resting quietly for about a minute, Tang Ling continued to crawl on the pipe.

If there was any luck along the way, it was that the pipe zigzagged and stretched for a distance of about thirty meters, which was enough for him to solve most of the troubles.

Without helpers, Tang Ling launched the most difficult 'hunting' in almost his life, and his precise instinct was quickly used by him to the extreme.

More and more nosebleeds filled his entire mouth with a salty smell.

But he couldn't wipe it, the slightest movement could make the plan fail, and he could only lick it quickly with his tongue.

Fortunately, the black-horned purple snake is extremely insensitive to taste, otherwise the smell of blood...

After a few minutes of the entire process, Tang Ling had dealt with six black-horned purple-veined snakes.

But there is another, the last one, the suffocating danger that cannot be solved by the pipeline!