Naming Technique of the Night
In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
117. He wanted to run, but he didn't get away.
At that moment, the rhythm of the wilderness people's attack on the camp was disrupted.
They were not capable soldiers to begin with, just a group of low-level bandits from the wilderness.
These wilderness people had originally planned to quietly infiltrate all the tents and take control of the entire Old Qin Family before making a move to kill Uncle Li Dong and Qing Chen.
But this unexpected event ruined Zhang Tongdan's plan.
Qin Cheng, the veteran Hunter, had discovered their movements beforehand, and beneath that honest face, he was not a lamb to be slaughtered.
In the forest, gunfire interwove into a chaotic dance, all concentrated on Uncle Li Dong's tent at the same time, turning it into a sieve!
Zhang Tongdan bent down and flanked, like a scavenging hyena that had its eye on the prey.