I'm Still Too Weak with Sss Talent at the Start

"Don't hurt my dad!" his daughter cried and ran out.

But it was picked up by something like a bandit by the collar.

"This is your daughter? Tsk tsk, isn't the little girl pretty." A strong man whose face seemed to have been disfigured by strong acid had a somewhat disgusting smile.

Just wanted to reach out and touch Zheng Lanlan's face.

"Let go of my daughter!!! You bastard!!!"

Zheng Xun almost burst out the courage and strength of his life, picked up the pickaxe in his hand and rushed straight up.

After a few seconds.

Blood splattered all over the place.

Zheng Xun's heart was pierced by a sharp knife.

Under the watchful eyes of his daughter, Lihua Daiyu, he slowly fell down.

The last movement, still using his own hand, firmly grabbed the ankle of the strong man.

"Don't touch my daughter you dog"

Abusive, stuck in his throat.

It seems that from ancient times to the present, good people are short-lived, while bad people can stink for thousands of years.

It was a dark and deep night, and there was no moon tonight.

The night sky is stingy and even the starlight is weak, only flickering a few times occasionally, and then it will never again.

In the forest, a dark shadow almost turned into a gust of wind, zipping through quickly.

"Hurry up! Xiaoye, hurry up!"

Tang Zheng lowered his head and hugged Xiao Ye's neck to minimize resistance.

"Ouch!!" Xiao Ye let out a roar like a beast, and the speed was driven to the extreme.

Like black lightning, it pulled a Z shape between the trees and disappeared in the night.

An hour later, Luanshigang.

Tang Zheng came near the coordinates in the morning, instead of rushing forward, he turned over from Xiao Ye's back with a bow and arrow and jumped down.

Hold your breath and listen carefully to the surrounding movement, in case there is an ambush.

After a long silence, there was no sound.

Only then did Tang Zheng feel relieved and walked towards the Stonehenge in his memory.

Before they approached, the dry wind wafted a bloody smell.

Tang Zheng's pace quickened, and after going around the boulder, he could vaguely see a black figure falling to the ground.

His brows were slightly wrinkled, and he leaned forward to take a closer look.

The pupils contracted slightly.

This is not Zheng Xun!

It was a strange man with half of his face disfigured.

The way he died was very tragic, as if the whole body was penetrated by rubble.

One blood hole after another was punched in the body.

"Strange, I should remember correctly." Tang Zheng got up and looked around the terrain.

He came here once in the morning, and this is it.

Why was it not Zheng Xun who fell to the ground, but this stranger?

Are things taking another turn?

He opened the light curtain and looked at the private chat he had sent to the little girl when he was on his way.

how are you now?

where are you?

Send me the coordinates.

Still no reply.

"Could it be?" Tang Zheng suddenly moved in his heart, called Xiao Ye, turned over and rode on.

Quickly rushed to the previous location of the mine, and listened to the sound from the gap down the stairs.

Deathly silence.

Tang Zheng thought for a while and whispered, "Brother, Lan Lan. Are you here?"

Still no response.

Just when Tang Zheng was about to leave.

Suddenly, a weak cry came from under the crack.