Pain, severe pain.

Jiang Ran felt as if his body was about to explode, Jiang Ran wanted to open his eyes, but he felt as if his eyelids were glued with super glue, and his throat was burning as if he had been poured a jar of sulfuric acid.

Jiang Ran's blood vessels exploded at this moment, one hand choked his throat, the other hand grabbed his hair, and his two legs kicked wildly on the bed board.

As time passed, Jiang Ran's struggle became more and more reasonable, and he gradually stopped struggling.

In the darkness of nothingness, Jiang Ran slowly regained consciousness.

Jiang Ran recalled the memories before he felt the pain.

The noisy environment, the surrounding audience was all shouting my name to cheer for me, the monitor in front of me showed the familiar "Interstellar" operation interface, I turned my head to look at the score in the middle of the stage, the huge and blood-red number on the scoreboard showed 0:2, which side of my name is 0.

Although Jiang Ran has always been known as a genius boy, Jiang Ran has been unable to play because of age restrictions until Jiang Ran just passed his eighteenth birthday three days ago.

Today's game is the first game that Jiang Ran participated in as a player, although Jiang Ran participated in the competition for the first time, but Jiang Ran passed all the way to the finals with absolute strength, and the opponent in the final match was the nine-crown insect king Pu Yidao.

Park Yidao's debut is the peak, since Park Yidao ruled "Interstellar" for five years, he has defeated many so-called genius teenagers who challenged him in the game to defend his throne, and now Park Yidao is already the big demon king level of "Interstellar".

If it were usually when he was 2:0 ahead of the opponent, Park Yidao would choose to type and mock to destroy the opponent's mentality, but Park Yidao did not act rashly in the face of this player who was much smaller than himself, because it was not easy for Park Yidao to win these two sets, and when facing a young player like Jiang Ran, if the mocking climate stimulated the opponent's fighting spirit, it stimulated the opponent's fighting spirit even more.

Park Yidao took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, Park Yidao seemed to be able to think about the excitement of his people after he won this championship, and Park Yidao even thought about opening a room with his female fans in that hotel...

As the game progressed, the balance of victory tilted in favor of Park Yidao, and a smile appeared on Park Yidao's face that could not be concealed.

"With a population of one hundred and eighty, it is easy for Pu Yidao and Feilong to eat Jiang Ran's troops this wave... MD: Lao Tzu is a professional commentator, okay? Professional commentary: Looking at this situation, can you still not understand it? 180 people fight 120 population, how can you lose when you have a flying dragon?

Park Yidao also knows a little Chinese, and the smile on his face when he heard the commentary boast like this could not be hidden, and he did not notice that his coaching team was dripping down like beans at this time.

As time passed, Park Yidao found that Jiang Ran's operation was not only not affected by the previous defeat and suppression, but became more and more swift and decisive.

Just when the game of the picture was set to be won at 3:2, even the cheers of the audience and commentators had not yet sounded, Jiang Ran suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body, which was thousands of times more painful than cramps, as if he had twisted every joint in his body in the opposite direction, and at the same time, because of the spasm of his internal organs, Jiang Ran couldn't even breathe simply.

Jiang Ran's thoughts fluttered in his head, and Jiang Ran's memories were fixed until the moment when the game was fixed in victory, and he couldn't remember it anymore.

After a while, Jiang Ran could feel his body, Jiang Ran slowly opened his eyes, just the simple action of opening his eyes took Jiang Ran a lot of strength.

Jiang Ran exhaled deeply twice and then propped up his body hard, Jiang Ran looked around suspiciously, he was not in the hospital he envisioned, but instead it was a very simple room, there was a table in the middle of the room, there were some uneaten meals on the table, and there were two chairs next to the table, and there was only a large wooden cabinet when he looked at the wall.

Jiang Ran slowly sat up, his legs hanging on the side of the wooden bed, but some other memories appeared in Jiang Ran's mind in a daze.

The name of the teenager in his memory is Jiang Ran.

There don't seem to be too many people and things in Jiang Ran's memory, the only thing that impresses me is that Jiang Ran has been frail and sick since he was a child, so Jiang Ran's mother sent him back to his hometown.

Although the Jiang family is not a royal relative, a noble family, but it is also a famous family in Beiyang City, although it is not good in name to send the heirs back to their parents' families to raise them, but the Jiang family is not bad at eating.

It wasn't until after Jiang Ran's grandfather died of illness that Jiang Ran's treatment took a sharp turn for the worse, Jiang Ran was deliberately ignored, the food and conditions became worse and worse, and the sense of existence became closer and closer to transparency.

It wasn't until Jiang Ran passed his seventeenth birthday that his already sick-ridden body suddenly deteriorated more and more, and Jiang Ran could only reluctantly walk in the yard at noon every day with the support of the maid.

As time passed, Jiang Ran's condition deteriorated more and more, and he even needed the help of a maid to turn over, and Jiang Ran would have severe pain all over his body whenever the sun went down, and he couldn't sleep.

In the end, in the inhuman torture, Jiang Ran took Requiem Powder with the help of the maid on the day of his eighteenth birthday.

It is said that Requiem Powder is the most gentle poison in the world, and people who take Requiem Powder will only feel that they have entered a deep, deep sleep without any pain at all, and they can finally sleep well, Jiang Ran thought in his heart.

Jiang Ran recalled such a picture, but his heart was mixed, although he lived in the same poverty, but there were people who really cared about him, just when Jiang Ran sighed, the door of the room was opened.

Walking in the door was a maid, this maid was about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a dark blue shirt, snow-white skin, a delicate and lovely face, big eyes with a trace of tears, and a small nose that was also red and particularly cute, but when she saw the dead young master in front of her, who should have taken Requiem Scatter, was sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at her, big tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, and her mouth opened slightly and exclaimed.

"Ah~"

"Ah~"