Tubin's quickly falling long knife was deflected by the bullet and passed through Ding Naiqing's forehead, just one centimeter away from piercing his entire head.

Then another bullet hit Tubin's knife-holding hand and pierced through it. Tubin dropped the knife in pain.

Tu Ran still didn't stop shooting. The bullets hit Tubin's forehead, his eyes, and his knees.

Every shot was fired with precision.

But no shot could stop him.

He faced the bullets without fear, and slowly walked around the big bed and walked towards Tu Ran with a bloodthirsty and weird smile on his face.

Tu Ran's hair stood on end. Her pistol had run out of bullets, so she immediately used a machine gun as a substitute and fired bullets into Tubin's body without hesitation.

"His" facial features had been beaten to pieces, like a crushed pomegranate, sticky and juicy, and it was impossible to recognize their original appearance.

But its actions are not restricted.

It does not rely on human eyes to determine direction.

Its snake-like head squeezed out from Tubin's pasty facial features, and densely packed eyes were spread all over his head, with no blind spots in 360 degrees.

Tu Ran got goosebumps all over her body in an instant.

The woman on the bed was also frightened by its appearance, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

Because her body had just curled up on the edge of the bed, she fainted and fell off the bed.

The knife that Ding Naiqing threw on the ground was lying there quietly.

Tu Ran wanted to help her, but her primary concern now was to deal with Tubin, and she was really unable to do so.

Ding Naiqing had already collapsed to the ground, his legs and arms were covered with wounds, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

It was a foregone conclusion that the woman would fall on the blade. If she was lucky, she would survive. If she was unlucky...

At this crucial moment, a shadow passed by Tu Ran's eyes. The woman's fallen body was lifted up and gently laid flat on the bed.

Tu Ran was dumbfounded, staring at the person who did all these incredible actions.

Tubin!? Tu Ran suspected that she was dazzled. Why did she see pity and reluctance in the actions of this ugly and terrifying alien?

For a moment, Tu Ran looked at the painting on the wall.

The girl held up a red umbrella and kindly shielded a scarred mechanical snake from the rain.

Almost at the same time as he saw the painting, Tu Ran pointed the gun at the sleeping woman.

"Don't move!"

Tubin's body suddenly froze, and countless pairs of eyes stared at Tu Ran.

Tu Ran's scalp felt tingling. She felt like she had fallen into a snake's den and her whole body was cold.

She tried her best to control her hands from shaking, and at the same time buried her inner fear, and threatened Tubin calmly and confidently on the surface.

"Just because one bullet can't kill you doesn't mean it can't kill her. If you dare to move again, I'll shoot and let her go first." Tu Ran said coldly.

Tubin was instantly enraged, and a green light flashed in his eyes, making his entire image even more terrifying.

“Hiss~~”

A faint sound came out of its mouth, and Tu Ran vaguely saw the red tongue tumbling.

It's going to... spray venom? Tu Ran immediately took a step back and pulled the trigger, firing a bullet towards the woman.

The sudden shooting forced Tubin to quickly retract his tongue, and he looked down in horror at the woman with her eyes closed.

(End of this chapter)