On the brink of the apocalypse, Zuo Ling is brought back to her distant relatives' Ding family and safely survives countless disasters through the chaos.
However, on the verge of death, s...
Zuo Ling vanished into thin air, and the newcomer assumed she was a Japanese ninja.
I didn't even consider the possibility of spatial abilities. Spatial ability users are too rare. It's strange that Jin Qiangyu got involved with the Japanese.
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"Come out, get out here, you Japanese bastard, coming to my China to cause trouble, don't you know whose territory this is?"
Zuo Ling was puzzled. Japanese? When did she become a Japanese?
Thinking of the Japanese people's skill in endurance, it suddenly dawned on me.
That sudden movement gave me a real fright.
This battle was the most dangerous one Zuo Ling had faced since her rebirth.
Without space, she was doomed.
Unable to find Zuo Ling, the mutated spider angrily waved its two antennae and smashed and hacked wildly in the quarry, stirring up a storm of stones.
Even more astonishingly, the six tentacles that Zuo Ling had severed grew back, and the eight enormous tentacles wreaked havoc in the quarry, making the scene resemble a science fiction blockbuster.
Zuo Ling was very distressed. What could she do? He couldn't be killed; he could regenerate.
Submachine guns are fun, but without a silencer, they attract the attention of the military and police, causing endless trouble.
Seeing that the person was facing away from him and getting closer and closer.
Zuo Ling made a snap decision and threw the tiger claw steel cable at the back of the person who came.
Tiger claws gripped the mutated spider's shoulder, seized the rope, and with a quick push, Zuo Ling leaped onto the spider's back. At the same time, a spring knife appeared, slashing forcefully at the attacker's neck.
My sharpest weapon is now in your hands.
Green juice dripped down the person's neck, the eight tentacles froze for two seconds, trembled, and the huge body collapsed with a thud.
Overjoyed at her success, Zuo Ling recklessly stabbed the man more than ten times, each stab aimed at his most vulnerable neck.
They only stopped when they were sure the mutated spider was no longer moving.
Still not daring to let my guard down, I tried to bring him into my space.
He disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Zuo Ling finally felt relieved, wiping the sweat from her brow.
In the distance, red and blue lights flashed as they approached.
The Mercedes-Benz revenue space: most of the shell casings have been found, a small portion couldn't be found in time, and there are 6 severed tentacles.
With the police car right in front of them, there was no time to clean up the scene. They slipped into the space just 10 seconds before the police car arrived.
Looking at the timeline, it's over 60 hours, enough time for the police to leave.
Thankfully, she had time to accumulate likes; it was a lifesaver!
A total of 5 police cars and more than a dozen armed police officers arrived.
The two fought so fiercely that there were obvious signs of a battle at the scene, and the police quickly found several shell casings.
After hearing the police mention MP5 and Type 92 missiles, Zuo Ling stopped paying attention and became more interested in the spoils of war.
The Jin family's superpowered individuals were terrifying. She accidentally found the person's weak point—the neck—and was able to finish him off.
The mutated spider's carapace is impenetrable to bullets, what a treasure! With all her might, Zuo Ling pried it down.
Axe, butcher's knife, ice axe, switchblade...
They used every tool they could find at Rong Department Store before they finally managed to pry off the spider's carapace.
I held it up in front of me for a long time to measure, and it was too big; I had to make it smaller.
The craftsmanship is too advanced; I can't change such an amazing thing for the time being, so I'll put it aside.
It had 14 tentacles. I picked up an axe and chopped at one of them. Crack! It shattered.
Zuo Ling was stunned. "Huh, is it this crispy?"
I tried chopping another one, but it wouldn't budge. I chopped again, and only a faint mark was left.
I understand now. The broken tentacles grew back later, while the ones that couldn't be chopped off were the original ones.
I'm so glad I was lucky; if it hadn't hit my joint, the antennae wouldn't have broken off so easily.