In the Sancai convenience store in the alley, Tang Ping pulled the head of the old fishman out of the bucket filled with Sancai chili oil.

As an amphibious fish-man, the old fish-man experienced the feeling of suffocation for the first time.

Of course, this is also the last time.

"You've drowned so many people, this kind of death is quite suitable for you."

A pure black eggshell with no halo emerges from around the old fish-man's body.

Tang Ping had been working on a humanoid incubator for a long time, and he was already familiar with this situation, and he quickly got an ability, a memory, and a trophy.

This ability was lodged in Tang Ping's mouth, but Tang Ping only knew that he had an extra ability, but he didn't know how to use this ability and what kind of effect it had.

However, the upper limit of the trick is a little longer.

It seems that every time you get a new ability, you can increase the upper limit of the trick element a bit, but whether it is a strong ability or a weak ability, the increase is similar.

As for memory, Tang Ping created a separate folder in his brain and threw the old fishman's memories into it.

This guy belongs to technical talents, and his forbidden spells Tang Ping is very interested, and he has time to study them.

And Tang Ping is also a little interested in the old fishman's account of more than four million, although this money is not much for him, but it is also somewhat useful, at least he can buy more than forty times of information from the claw birds.

The items that hatched in the end made Tang Ping a little confused.

It's a chainsaw.

A saw blade is relatively slender and can be held like a knife, and on the saw teeth are fish heads with sharp teeth, and the saw body is printed with four big characters of immeasurable merit.

He picked it up, flicked the switch, and with a wave of his hand, he cut the shelves on the side, and the cracks that were chopped were densely covered with fish tooth marks.

"The destructive power is okay, the weight is a bit overweight, but it's still a bit light for me......"

At the handle of the chainsaw, there is a power display and a charging port, and now the power is only half, and I don't know how long the battery life of this chainsaw will be when it is fully charged.

Tang Ping has never had a suitable cold weapon, and this chainsaw fills the gap in this regard, but Tang Ping can't figure out what the four big words 'merit immeasurable' mean on the chainsaw.

He found a cloth to wrap the chainsaw, and walked out with his back on his back.

As a result, I found that I had been surrounded by a group of officials from the Civil Comprehensive Bureau.

When the demons were killed, Tang Ping, a mysterious wild alchemist, became a problem to be solved at the moment.

The purple-haired woman walked up to Tang Ping and stretched out her hand to Tang Ping: "Hello, I am Yan Lei, director of the Muyuan Civil Comprehensive Bureau, thank you for your help in this incident, and now I invite you to join the Civil Comprehensive Bureau, and the treatment is very generous." ”

Tang Ping shook hands with her and kept silent.

Yan Lei is good-looking, her voice is good, her hands are cold and soft, and she is numb and crispy, which makes Tang Ping's hair stand up.

She has a good attitude, but Tang Ping knows her strength.

Now he was a little unsure what would happen if he refused this woman's request.

But the cadres of the Civil Comprehensive Bureau are staring at Tang Ping, and they can't say anything without giving an explanation.

Rumble!

A strong air current, blowing the clothes of everyone present, the golden tiger fell from the sky, walking towards Tang Ping, his body changed with each step, until he turned into a blonde youth dressed in animal skin.

He is, Shang Shanhu.

Shang Shanhu held the head of the leader of the cursed group in his hand and threw it to Yan Lei, then stretched out his arm to wrap his arms around Tang Ping's neck.

"Are you ready for the explosives to return favors?"

Tang Ping grinned: "You said you were going to fry fish, I thought you were joking." ”

"How fun it is to fry fish, how could I joke about this," Shang Shanhu said very seriously.

"Then let's make an appointment, by the way, do you have any special requirements for the explosives you want?"

"No, the bigger the better!"

The two hooked their shoulders and walked towards the distance, and no one from the Civil Comprehensive Bureau stopped them.

……

After relieving Tang Ping, Shangshanhu returned to Shangshan.

According to him, the column of water that rushed to the sky was headed for Shangshan.

This is also the reason why he went down the mountain to help Muyuan City deal with the cursed people's group, so Tang Ping did him a great favor.

However, Shang Shan's side can't be short of people for a long time, so he can't talk to Tang Ping more.

However, what Tang Ping didn't expect was that Shang Shanhu was serious about asking for a bomb, and he seemed to have some urgent needs.

But even for Tang Ping, it takes a certain amount of time to prepare if he wants to engage in large quantities of explosives.

After all, the amount of explosives that Shang Shanhu needed was not just a few kilograms, and the effect of that bit of explosives was not as good as stretching his arms and legs.

I really don't know how big that fish is, and how much explosives it needs to do.

Tang Ping found his motorcycle, put the simplified butterfly on the back seat, the powerful motorcycle, the speed became a classic car, and Muyuan City changed again in his eyes.

This is the second time he has changed his mind about the city.

The first time is when harmony is dissolved, from perfection to dilapidation.

The second time is now, from dilapidated to somewhat miserable.

The streets are littered with signs of destruction, and occasionally corpses can be seen floating on the water, young children crying in the stagnant water, and the clouds and torrential rain have stopped, but for Makihara City, the heavy rain has just begun.

When Tang Ping came to the street of wanderers again, it was much cleaner than it had been at the beginning.

Most of the dilapidated tents and garbage have been washed away by the torrential rains, and there are very few homeless people still on this street.

Tang Ping suddenly smiled: "After today, the plan to help the wanderers should not be so difficult." ”

Simplified Butterfly, sitting in the back seat of the motorcycle, is still unconscious.

No one heard him.

No one knows what kind of mood he is in now.

Halfway through his life, a few shells shot into the sky, and snow began to fall from the sky, and when the snowflakes fell to the ground, they turned into white mist, and the faucets of every residential house also seeped white mist.

Theoretically, every resident of Makihara City has inhaled these white mists.

Their expressions became stiff and blank, as if they had forgotten something, perhaps this is the reason why the inhabitants of the New World suffer from amnesia.

Tang Ping also smelled the white mist, but the mist had no effect on him.

In the bursts of white mist, Tang Ping slowly returned to the manor in Heiyi Lane, and saw his sister Tang He, who was sitting on a bench at the door of the house waiting for him, with endless black hair supporting a relatively fresh space.

Tang He patted the chair beside him: "How did you get from going out this time, did you achieve your goal?" ”

Tang Ping sat down and sighed.

"I killed the demons, I made the rain stop, but ...... But I don't know. ”

After saying this, Tang Ping suddenly fell to the side, today he has been overdrawn many times in succession to fight physical strength and trickery, he has already reached the limit, and he was just holding on hard before.

After seeing Tang He, he finally relaxed.

Tang He put Tang Ping's head on his lap, gently patted Tang Ping's shoulder, and hummed softly.

"Sleep, sleep......"

In the fog, the door of Tang's house was like a black cradle.