Chapter 227 It turns out that this was all a dream!
"Number 13!"
"Number 13!"
A deep voice shouted to Old Tang.
Old Tang, who was sleeping, was awakened by this sound. He tossed and turned, unable to sleep, until he couldn't bear it anymore, and he got up cursing.
"Shout, you didn't see me sleeping!"
But just when Old Tang opened his eyes impatiently, he suddenly froze.
The environment in front of him made him realize that he was not in that small shabby house, nor in his castle bus, but in an aquarium.
It's just that this aquarium is a little... strange.
I saw various things scattered in huge transparent water tanks, including large turtles covered with scales, with dark shells covered with ferocious textures, and super-giant tiger sharks, which not only looked ferocious, but even had twinkling eyes.
With golden light.
There is even an anaconda coiled around the rockery with horns on its head. It raises its head and swallows the essence of the sun and the moon. Those who don't know it think it is a snake demon practicing immortality in Nirvana.
Old Tang rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly. He had indeed arrived at an aquarium.
But why did he appear here?
Just when Old Tang was feeling confused and confused, there was a sudden vibration in his hand.
A text message came from the mobile phone.
[No. 13, if you are not dead yet, you should be very close to the target. If you see a brass jar with a diameter of 1.2 meters, a height of 1.8 meters, and a corrosion chip on the body, yes, then
This is the goal of the mission to enter the dragon's lair. You have to pour out all the solution in the jar from the gap.
As long as you complete the mission, I guarantee that the reward for this bounty mission will directly rise to tens of millions of dollars.】
When he saw the text message on his cell phone, Old Tang's head ached, and he remembered.
He came here to perform a bounty mission, and he managed to get through all the obstacles to get close to the target. However, due to a sudden change, he accidentally fell in and was trapped here.
Maybe it was because of the serious fall that Old Tang suffered intermittent amnesia.
Now, with the text message from the mysterious person, he completely remembered it.
But thinking about it again, he was a little hesitant to continue the next bounty mission.
To be honest, he, Old Tang, has carried out many bounty missions. No matter how dangerous the place is, he can save the day. This all depends on his luck and luck.
However, since this bounty mission was carried out, there have been many crises everywhere, and it seems that the luck here is no longer very good.
Old Tang suspected that he had met his nemesis this time and would hang here at any time, and the alarm bell in his heart rang loudly.
He wanted to run away.
After all, although the reward for this bounty mission is high, it is too dangerous. If you want to make money with your life, you must also spend your life. If you really die here, there won't even be a burial place, let alone someone on every memorial day.
Burn paper for him.
Just to be on the safe side, the wind is blowing!
However, when Old Tang saw the last sentence in the text message, he couldn't help but feel moved.
There is no way, the boss behind the scenes has given me too much.
Thousands of W, and it's still US dollars, which is enough for Old Tang to wash his hands after finishing this golden transaction.
He hesitated again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and said, Damn it, stop it!
Through the fluorescence emitted from the front, Old Tang had already seen the brass jar mentioned in the other party's text message.
Regardless of the size and shape of the jar, as well as the corroded chip at the corner of the jar, these descriptions are all correct, and it is definitely the target mentioned by the other party.
Old Tang hurriedly came to the jar.
This brass tank is erected on a console made of alloy, and is firmly locked by twelve sealing valves. These are very powerful seals, and even three heavy trucks pulling at the same time may not be able to open it.
There is only one stick, so it is absolutely impossible to pull it apart with personal brute force.
Old Tang took out a black card from his body and carefully inserted it into the card slot.
With a buzzing sound, the console began to operate.
The temperature soared violently, the superconducting magnetic field began to rotate at high speed, the electron flow supported on it rapidly attenuated, and strong white steam sprayed out from the console. It was obvious that the sealing valve was opening.
efficient!
Old Tang looked excited.
This black card was given to him by the boss behind the scenes. He said that if he saw the bound jar, he could use this black card to open the blocked permission.
Now he inserted the black card into the card slot, but he didn't expect to actually activate it.
Chi chi chi, the sealing valves opened rhythmically on their own, and Old Tang rubbed his hands excitedly.
He knew he would be safe this time, but he didn't expect the task to be so simple. It seemed that he was still the son of destiny.
As long as you succeed in doing this, you will have nothing but enjoyment in your future life.
Old Tang began to plan his life, and the first thing he did was to replace his bus castle with a strong heart.
Then……
Boom!
However, just when the last sealing valve was unlocked, a harsh alarm sounded loudly.
All surrounding police lights were on, and scarlet beams of light surged like a frenzy.
"Damn it, why do you carry it like this!"
Old Tang looked ugly.
He knew that the alarm must have been triggered and someone would be here soon.
The mysterious boss behind the scenes valued the brass jar so much that he even spent thousands of W to pay this reward. Obviously the jar is an extremely valuable thing, and such a thing will inevitably be guarded by many people. Maybe now one
The regiment's combat power is rushing in at an extremely fast speed, waiting to blast the invading target into rubble.
Old Tang raised his feet and wanted to leave immediately. If it were later, he might not be able to escape.
But at the moment when he turned around, Old Tang glanced at the tank, and he suddenly thought that the boss behind the scenes only said that pouring the solution out of the gap would be considered as completing the task, and did not say that he would take the tank away with him.
Old Tang was moved again.
If he had just carried out this operation instead of taking this very heavy-looking jar with him, he would still have a chance to complete this bounty mission.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! And they have already gotten here and even turned on these switches. Old Tang would be unwilling to leave in such a dejected manner.
After all, that's thousands of Ws, and he may not be able to earn so much even if he works as a bounty hunter for the rest of his life.
Finally, Old Tang gritted his teeth and thought, Damn it, wealth is in danger, so he decided to give it a try, maybe the bicycle will turn into a motorcycle!
Old Tang seemed to be emboldening himself, with a fierce look on his face. He strode to the brass jar, reached out and grabbed the jar and wanted to tip it over.
A buzzing sound.
The moment I took it, the pattern on the surface of the jar seemed to come alive in an instant, fluorescent light flowed, and streams of mysterious and ancient light shone on the surface, as if some switch had been activated.
Damn it, come again!!!
Old Tang's eyes widened. His first reaction was that the jar also contained some kind of mechanism. Once touched, these switches would be triggered. It might be a powerful weapon.
At the same time, a gurgling sound came from the jar, like boiling water rolling in a pot.
The jar in Old Tang's hand did indeed become hot, as if it had turned into a red-hot iron. What's even worse is that Old Tang was not afraid of this temperature at all.
This is a very strange feeling. Old Tang knew that the temperature on the surface of the jar was extremely alarming, because even the alloy console began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye, like burning wax, and the water in the aquarium nearby also began to melt.
It started to boil, and steam came out.
The ferocious-looking turtles, tigers, sharks and water snakes in the water tank were extremely frightened and swam away into the distance, not daring to stay here for a moment longer.
But Old Tang didn't feel any hotness, instead his hands were cold.
There were enthusiastic cheers from inside the jar, as if something alive was about to burst out of the jar.
The entire jar began to melt rapidly, like cheese that was softening in a microwave.
Hell, this jar doesn't even need to be poured, it will melt right away.
Old Tang looked surprised.
Moreover, this molten jar gave him the illusion that he was like a dragon hatching from an egg shell, and then eating his own egg shell to strengthen himself.
In other words, something is about to hatch from the jar?
The majestic roar came from the jar. It was obviously extremely ancient and ferocious, but in Old Tang's heart it was like his own younger brother's fervent call to him.
That was the voice of a little boy. The other person couldn't wait to come out of the jar and called him brother, brother...
Although the little boy hadn't come out yet, Old Tang knew that the other party was calling him and that he was the little boy's brother.
Soon, a small hand stretched out from the jar and touched Old Tang's face.
Being taken advantage of?
The vulgar soul in Old Tang's body was burning brightly, and he was about to spew out some vulgar words to embolden himself, but his whole body suddenly stopped.
A massive amount of memories revived from the depths of my mind, setting off a violent storm.
On Guao's throne, he and the little boy clasped their hands, sharing the throne.
In the desolate wilderness, he and the little boy cuddled together. Even in the coldest night, the two never abandoned each other.
…
Unknowingly, Old Tang had tears streaming down his face.
"My Constantine, welcome you back to...this world."
Old Tang also issued an ancient call.
The little boy has completely revealed his true form. He is a boy with an extremely delicate face and looks more like a younger sister.
"Brother! My brother!!! I finally...finally meet you again!!!"
Constantine threw himself into Old Tang's arms with the excitement of reunion after thousands of years.
"Yes, my Constantine!"
Old Tang hugged the boy tightly with the same enthusiasm.
Reunited after thousands of years of separation, the excitement in my heart surged like a frenzy.
Of course, it would be more atmospheric without these piercing alarms.
"Noisy!"
Old Tang roared coldly, and the piercing sirens around him suddenly went silent.
He took Constantine directly out of the underground and came outside.
The wind and rain howled, and the atmosphere was desolate and chilly.
Facing them were armed men with live ammunition. Their eyes through protective masks were cold and formidable. These men had already pulled the trigger until they appeared and then opened fire.
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, gunshots shook like thunder, and barrages poured in like a frenzy.
These armed men were obviously highly trained and skillful, and they were completely unafraid of the majestic aura exuding from Old Tang, like dead soldiers without souls.
If you look closely, the masks of these people wearing protective clothing are completely dark, and no expressions can be seen.
court death!
Old Tang was angry in his heart, and blazing flames surged through his body. The bullets turned into molten steel before they even hit him and the boy beside him.
From a distance, those bullets looked like moths rushing to the flame, rushing towards Old Tang and the little boy in groups, and there were even rocket-like alchemical weapons, but no matter how violent the impact, these bullets would eventually
Turn into molten steel.
Under Old Tang's will, the molten steel turned into various weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds, suspended in front of him, and then fired at the group of armed men with an even more domineering momentum.
In an instant, people were on their backs, and the armed men were shot by weapons one after another, and they were nailed to the outer wall of the building behind them, but more of them were shot directly on the outer wall like swatting mosquitoes.
"Constantine, let's go, brother will take you to conquer the world."
Old Tang reached out and took the hand of the little boy beside him, preparing to leave.
"Yeah!"
Constantine nodded his head enthusiastically.
Bursts of deep chants echoed on the lawns of Bermuda, and the turbulence of elements in the air became violent, like a raging storm.
Surprisingly, other armed members began to chant the spirit of speech, which was the power of dragon blood.
But for Old Tang's incarnation, Dragon King Norton, the power of those words and spirits is as childish and ridiculous as playing house.
With just a 'cancel' will, he was able to make the various spirit spirits that were bombarded disappear into thin air.
In this way, Old Tang led Constantine on a killing spree, as if he were in an uninhabited land, and those powerful weapons had no effect on him at all.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Until a certain moment, Old Tang raised his head.
He saw a man pointing a heavy sniper at the bell tower of a church.
This person is under the blazing and dazzling light, and cannot see the other person's true face, only the cold golden eyes shining through.
The next moment, the man pulled the trigger.
A crimson stream of light burst out from the bullet, like a dazzling meteor shooting across the night sky.
Old Tang's heart trembled for no reason.
Powerful dragons can have a premonition of their own crises, and the Dragon King can even have a premonition of his own death.
The moment the crimson bullet came, Old Tang actually felt that he would be pierced by the bullet and die.
He was careless.
Although he could predict the danger in advance, the alchemy bullet came at such a fast speed that before Old Tang had time to react, the crimson bullet had already arrived in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that it was about to penetrate Old Tang's chest, Constantine rushed over to block the fatal bullet for him.
"Brother... I'm sorry, Constantine can't accompany you to conquer the world."
Constantine raised his head and looked at Old Tang, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
The little boy's whole body began to decay and turned into a gray pillar of salt. When the wind blew, it dispersed into dust.
"No!"
Old Tang's eyes were about to burst, and his heart ached like a knot.
He hugged Constantine tightly, but to no avail, he could only let the gray-white dust disappear in his arms.
"No!!!"
In reality, Old Tang woke up from his bed and exclaimed.
He was panting violently and sweating profusely. He subconsciously raised his eyes to look around but froze.
The surrounding area looks like a ward, filled with the smell of disinfectant, and various medical equipment nearby are ticking.
Only then did Old Tang realize...it turned out that all this was a dream!
"elder brother……"
A call came from beside me.
Old Tang turned around and saw that on the other hospital bed, Constantine was staring at him with a gentle smile.