If it didn't work, Zuo Ling didn't dwell on it.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, I gave myself a thorough wash from head to toe.
The temperature is high in the south, so you don't need to boil too much water to take a bath. Not only can you bathe yourself, but you can also give the waterfall a good wash.
The waterfall didn't like the water and kept trying to splash out. Zuo Ling coaxed and scared it until it finally finished washing.
I got all sweaty, so the shower was pointless; I have to take another one.
After getting everything sorted out, more than two hours later, a big meal was a must.
Steamed crab, spicy chicken, sweet and sour pork ribs, Sichuan-style cold noodles, mapo tofu, and fermented glutinous rice soup.
Cut a quarter watermelon, a quarter cantaloupe, some mare's milk grapes, seedless white grapes, star fruit, and kiwi fruit to make a fruit platter as a vegetarian dish.
Enjoy a drink of bamboo-tube wine by the waterfall, one person and one rabbit, chatting and eating while drinking.
Zuo Ling said that the waterfall listened, occasionally humming through its nose and shaking its ears as a response.
After two drinks, both the man and the rabbit were a little dizzy.
Zuo Ling raised his glass to the night sky. Tonight was his last night in Dianzhou. Although it was a brief visit, at least he had been there.
My heart suddenly felt like it had been hit by a heavy object, and a suffocating sense of pressure washed over me, as if danger was approaching.
Without a second thought, the waterfall sent the items into the space, along with all the cargo and other items left outside, all of which were thrown into the space at once.
In the distance, a car with its high beams on sped toward the quarry with a clear purpose.
Zuo Ling quickly hid behind a boulder like a raccoon dog.
Baseball caps, masks, night vision goggles, bulletproof vests, stab-proof vests, and bulletproof backpacks were put on at an incredible speed.
With two guns in hand, he held his breath and waited for the approaching person.
Zuo Ling's first thought was that the people who came were from Pyu.
Without such a large sum of money and weapons, the Pyu people would definitely go crazy.
It took us four days to find this place, that's a bit slow.
As I got closer, I slammed on the brakes, and the car did a cool half-circle spin before coming to a steady stop.
Mercedes-Benz, wow, what a cool car!
Zuo Ling didn't know what model it was. She couldn't figure out if Mercedes-Benz was a single company or if it had the word "Mercedes" in front of it.
Or perhaps, Mercedes-Benz and Mercedes-Benz are two different companies.
I first learned about Mercedes-Benz because of my ex-husband, Zheng Ming, who is a huge Mercedes-Benz fan.
A tall man wearing sunglasses stepped out of the car. His skin wasn't exactly fair, but it wasn't dark either, and he was quite different from the Pyu men that Zuo Ling had seen before.
The visitor looked around and first noticed the crab shells and bones lying on the ground.
He picked it up, sniffed it, pulled out his gun, aimed it at the dilapidated houses, and shouted, "Come out!"
Chinese!
If he's not from Pyu, then he must be a member of the Kim family, and related to Kim Kang-woo.
Not long after Jin Qiangyu left the space, the Jin family accurately pinpointed their location. The hermit family was indeed extraordinary!
Without further hesitation, he fired both guns in quick succession.
The attacker was very alert; he dodged all four shots.
Damn it, not a single shot hit anyone. What a bad start. Zuo Ling thought to himself, "This is bad."
The newcomer locked onto Zuo Ling's position and returned fire with four shots, each hitting the area around Zuo Ling. The stones kicked up by the shots grazed Zuo Ling's face.
Damn it, next time I'll get a bulletproof helmet.
"Where is Jin Qiangyu? Hand him over, and I'll give you a quick death."
The person who came was very arrogant.
Knowing she was no match for him, Zuo Ling simply hid in the spatial dimension.
The person fired shots as they approached Zuo Ling's location, and when they reached the boulder, they found it deserted.
Disbelief flashed in his eyes as he turned around and looked around for his target.
Seizing the opportunity, Zuo Ling flashed out of the space, and at the same time, two Immortal Binding Ropes attacked the intruder from above and below.
Hearing the wind, the newcomer tried to hide, but it was too late. He was bound by the Immortal Binding Rope. He looked up at Zuo Ling, who, despite being covered up, was still clearly a woman.
The person who came was tied up, but he smiled very easily.
"It's actually a young woman. It's no wonder that Jin Qiangyu fell for her."
Zuo Ling didn't speak, and was about to step forward.
Then, a series of cracking sounds came from the person's body as metallic tentacles emerged from their back.
The face and body size increased dramatically.
Finally, it stopped at the height of two or three stories, its whole body resembling a giant, drafty pot lid.
Mutant spider! The newcomer is actually a superhuman.
Zuo Ling was shocked and shot the man in the chest.
The mutated spider was unharmed; in fact, its tentacles broke the binding rope.
In her previous life, Zuo Ling had not met many people with superpowers.
The first superhuman I've ever met in this life is actually an animal-type superhuman.
Zuo Ling retreated rapidly, a submachine gun appearing out of thin air in her hand, and she unleashed a barrage of fire at the approaching person.
The bullets hit his body as if he felt no pain, and his long tentacles swayed precariously, exuding a powerful sense of intimidation.
The newcomer was slightly surprised. Where did Zuo Ling get her submachine gun? She was clearly holding a Type 92 just now.
The bullet struck the tentacle joint, severing two tentacles. Enraged, the mutated spider slashed at the remaining six tentacles and rapidly approached Zuo Ling.
He didn't die even after being hit in the chest; I thought he was indestructible.
Where there's a weakness, there's a way to deal with it; bullets are sprayed at the attackers without restraint.
Da da da da, da da da da...
After several rounds, the newcomer had only two intact tentacles left, and was less than 3 meters away from Zuo Ling.
Its long tentacles could reach Zuo Ling as soon as they stretched out.
Enraged that Zuo Ling had severed six of the newcomer's tentacles, the man disregarded Jin Qiangyu's life or death and raised his long, metallic tentacles to slash fiercely at Zuo Ling.
The force that could split mountains and shatter rocks missed its mark.
"Huh, a Japanese."
Japanese ninjas are renowned worldwide for their skill in concealment and unique movement techniques.
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