Death was a sudden meteor, dragging a long tail of flame across the dark sky. Before the eye could see clearly, it had crept past, leaving behind a deepening darkness.

When Xiang Nanxing opened his eyes from this darkness, what he saw was not heaven or hell, but an ordinary ceiling. It was covered with light gray steel plates, with two fluorescent tubes embedded in them, which were glowing a soft white light.

He stared at the fluorescent lamp for a long time, and suddenly realized that he was lying down. He subconsciously wanted to sit up, only then did he realize that his body below his head seemed to have no strength, only his head barely supported a little bit by the strength of his neck, and then fell back into place heavily. It turns out that this neck is only half-spiritual and half-weak, although it can exert strength, but the flexibility is far worse than usual.

Is it to ...... Paralyzed in a high position?

Surprised, he gave a series of commands to his limbs to move, only to find that none of them were listening. Not only is this a lack of strength, he is simply unconscious, Xiang Nanxing can't feel the part below his neck at all at this time!

He barely held his head up and looked down, only to see that his body was completely placed in an oval cabin, and the edge of the cabin was still emitting a trace of white mist. For example, at this time, he looks like a caterpillar that has just broken out of the chrysalis, with its head out of the chrysalis and its body still in the chrysalis. It's just that the worm can still wriggle, but he can't move his hands and feet.

When the white mist hit his face, Xiang Nanxing felt that the temperature there was extremely low. Just imagine that the breath transmitted through this cabin can make him feel cold, and what is inside must be unimaginably ultra-low temperature.

"So this is...... Cryogenic treatment chamber? ”

Xiang Nanxing once saw similar equipment from some sports news, and subconsciously thought about it. As soon as he finished speaking, a man's voice sounded next to him: "The answer is basically correct." You're calmer than I thought. ”

The voice was almost close to his side, and it sounded again when he was unprepared, and Xiang Nanxing turned his face in fright on the spot, completely ignoring the stiff neck that was still creaking.

He saw a young man who was somewhat familiar sitting in a chair all the time, holding a fruit knife in one hand and an apple peeling in the other. The apple has almost been peeled, and the peeled skin is a slender and long one, which hangs down to the ground and forms a small ball.

Xiang Nanxing's eyes lit up, but he immediately felt that the other party was unusual. Everyone knows how to peel apples, and many people also have the ability to peel the skin with their hands, but the peel in his hand at this time is only the thickness of chopsticks, and it is quite even, and it can be seen that his hand has been very stable. He didn't even put much energy into it, he just relied on his body memory to operate, which can also be seen that he must have done it as a daily practice.

For the gunner, the stability of the hand comes first. Among the spear masters that Xiang Nanxing has seen, there may be people who can do the same thing, but there are definitely only a handful of people who can accomplish it so lightly.

"It's you!"

As if stimulated by the word "gunman", Xiang Nanxing suddenly remembered the other party. can't blame him for his bad memory, on the contrary, Xiang Nanxing is simply unforgettable. Because the real meeting time between him and this young man was actually only a short moment.

At that moment, the first thing the young man did when he turned around was to shoot him. This shot directly made him lose consciousness instantly, and he couldn't even see the other party's face clearly.

"When we met for the first time, I was Nangong Jingzhi." The young man bowed slightly, which was considered to have said hello.

He nibbled on the apple casually as he pressed a button next to him. Xiang Nanxing thought that he was about to open the cryogenic cabin, but he didn't think that there was no movement here, but there was a faint sound of hurried footsteps in the distance.

"This can't be opened just yet." Nangong Jingzhi seemed to see his thoughts, "The fatigue of the muscles after high-speed repair is not something that ordinary people can bear, without the protection of this cryogenic cabin, your muscles are torn now." ”

Is this still a protective measure?

Xiang Nanxing frowned. He remembered that the last thing he did before he lost consciousness was this guy shooting at him. According to common sense, he should definitely die if he was shot in the front, but since he is still alive, it means that the shot is not a real bullet, but just a very fast-acting anesthetic bullet or something. As far as he knew, some of the refined toxins could numb an elephant in a fraction of a second, so it was entirely possible that he would have lost consciousness before he realized he had been shot.

Fast-acting anesthetic bomb, cryogenic repair chamber...... In other words, the young man in front of him, who called himself Nangong Jingzhi, no, it should be said that the entire Nangong family actually had no intention of killing him.

"After doing it for a long time, it turned out to be a false alarm." Xiang Nanxing smiled bitterly and shook his head.

A fine light flashed in Nangong Jingzhi's eyes: "A false alarm? ”

He seemed to have something to say, but was suddenly interrupted by a vigorously pushed open door. With a "bang" sound, Nangong Qian's petite body swept in like the wind and threw herself directly to the side of the bed where the cryogenic cabin was placed. Her eyes were red, and she looked like she had been crying a lot. Two faint red glows also flew on her cheeks, but she was tired from trotting all the way.

"You're awake!"

She pressed her hand on the shell of the cryogenic chamber, and when she thought about it, she felt that it was inappropriate, so she replaced it with a gentle support. It looked like she wanted to pounce, but with the thick, cool metal shell, it was unlikely.

Xiang Nanxing smiled, and was about to speak, but his face suddenly changed. He looked vigilantly at the door, which had just been vigorously pushed open by Nangong Qian, and the wide open door panel was still shaking back and forth. It was just with this swaying rhythm that a tall figure slowly appeared behind the door panel.

This is the current head of the Nangong family, Xiaoqian's father, Nangong Tai.

With his hands in his pockets, he turned his face to look into Xiang Nanxing's eyes. Although he knew that the other party had no intention of killing him, otherwise he would have done it early in the morning, but looking at these eyes, Xiang Nanxing would still involuntarily feel a sense of fear in his heart. For a moment, he felt as if the sensations in all parts of his body had recovered, and the cold air in the cryogenic chamber was penetrating along his skin, as if even the blood was frozen, making him feel like he was falling into an ice cave.

But if he loses and doesn't lose the battle, if he retreats in the face of this level of intimidation, it is impossible for him to step on the door of Nangong's house to ask for someone. Xiang Nanxing barely squeezed out a smile and nodded at Nangong Tai: "Thank you for your family's treatment methods, I feel that the places injured by you are almost better." ”

Nangong Tai raised his eyebrows: "I thought you wouldn't provoke me after the game ended." So that's your character. ”

"Hey!" Nangong Qian reminded in a whisper, the meaning couldn't be more obvious. It's just that Xiang Nanxing didn't seem to realize that he had done it at all, and he was still staring at Nangong Tai there, without flinching, as if he had forgotten that he couldn't even move a finger at this time, and he was completely in a state of mermaid flesh.

Nangong Qian wanted to scold, but when she saw her father pull a chair over and sit down next to her, the anger on her face gradually swept away. He waved his hand and motioned for Nangong Qian to go out. Seeing that the latter was still hesitating, he added: "Don't worry, I won't be like anything - in this regard, your little boyfriend is much more accurate than you." ”

A promise alone is nothing, but as soon as this "little boyfriend" came out, Nangong Qian suddenly put her mind at ease. She patted the cabin lightly, whispered a "speak well", and then walked out of the door and closed the door with her hand. Xiang Nanxing's gaze kept chasing her out, until he confirmed that the door was closed, and then moved back to Nangong Tai's face.

"Very nice. I'm serious. Nangong Tai opened his mouth and said, "I didn't waver in the slightest until the end, knowing that even if I was alone, it would not be anything, which is a sign of extreme confidence in my own judgment." In this respect, you can be regarded as an absolutely rational person. But ......"

He changed his words: "In the case just now, you still don't forget to provoke me, and this kind of risky behavior is definitely not rational, but willful and reckless to the extreme—you don't seem to like to use gentle means when it comes to listening to intelligence?" ”

His last sentence meant something, but it was bright in Xiang Nanxing's ears. He smiled, raised his head slightly and replied: "After all, I can't move now, and I can't ask if I want to, so I can only use action to probe your bottom line." ”

He smiled at Nangong Tai, there were some things that didn't need to be said, but he knew it. Xiang Nanxing's attitude just now was by no means a show of courage and inconsistency, on the contrary, he planned to use this attitude to test Nangong Tai's thoughts and see how far the other party could tolerate him.

The thought had been in him since he found out he was alive. It stands to reason that when treating this kind of person who steps on the door, the Nangong family is magnanimous if they don't kill them, and they deserve to be beaten, but there is no reason to treat others in addition. This family was originally a group of guys who took people's lives, and suddenly their conscience found out that they wanted to save people's lives, how awkward it looked.

In Xiang Nanxing's case, this incredible thing happened. Not only that, Nangong Jingzhi raised his hand just now and shot it, which was directly a special anesthetic bullet, which meant that he had made corresponding preparations before. It can be seen that this rescue was not improvised, or at the request of Nangong Qian, but had been arranged earlier.

Is this the main character's aura? Xiang Nanxing wanted to explain the past like this, but if he just brought it simply, he still couldn't accept it with peace of mind after all. The Nangong family's preferential treatment of him would never be for no reason, he wanted to know what was on his body that was worthy of the other party's doing.

Is it the status of a "candidate"? No, you don't. First, the Nangong family has its own one, and secondly, the Nangong family does not need to rely on this to have a relationship with Xifeng, and thirdly, Xifeng's side has never said that the "candidate" has any privileges other than the game, Xiang Nanxing estimates that even if the "candidate" dies outside, as long as it is not due to unfair game battles, most of them will still ignore it.

So is it because you value your own knowledge, wisdom or strength? He wanted to laugh just thinking about it. He may have more experience with gaming than his peers, but outside of gaming, he's just an average college student. As for the strength, the Nangong family can abuse him half to death by pulling a child at will, which is simply a joke in this regard.

Then, the biggest possibility to rule it out is...... Blood. He remembered what Mrs. Nangong had said before, and secretly thought that it should be his mother Xiang Yun and her old relationship that played a role. Or, Xiang Yun also had a relationship with Nangong Tai, right?

"Absolute rationality in a dangerous situation, almost bold at a critical moment, you really remind me of the person before."

Seeing Nangong Tai's brows furrowed slightly, as if remembering a long past, Xiang Nanxing said tentatively: "Who are you talking about?" ”

He thought about Xiang Yun's name in his heart, but he didn't expect Nangong Tai to look at him and say a strange name.

"Meng Chuanbai."

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