"Change hands."

"Roger."

After a brief conversation, amid the surprised gaze of the other party, the delicate girl stepped forward with a sniper rifle that was not commensurate with her size, and at the same time, the young man who had just surprised everyone stepped out of the way, providing the girl with an excellent shooting position.

They watched in amazement as the girl skillfully set up her sniper rifle and lay on the ground, her eyes on the eyepieces. This series of actions seems unhurried, but in the middle, not even a little time is wasted. Then a gust of wind swept through the woods, kicking up dust and fallen leaves. After everyone's dazzling effort, they came back to their senses to find that she had silently entered the shooting posture. The body does not move at all, as if it is settled.

At this moment, a well-informed onlooker standing on the side suddenly remembered the name of the illustrious family.

"Wait, this is the South ......"

He was barely halfway through his sentence when the shrill sound of a gunshot shoved his next words back into his throat. The boy smiled and shook his fingers, then put them against his mouth and made a silent gesture.

"It's too late, uncle." He smiled slyly, "If you want to gamble, you have to admit defeat." ”

The man who had bet with him looked wordlessly at the knoll in the distance, then slowly turned his head and stared at the still steaming barrel of the gun on the ground. The signal in his hand was flashing red at this time, and there was no need to ask, the target on the other side of the low hill had indeed been broken. This time, he still lost.

The bet of "breaking the designated target in ten seconds" was originally made by him for the youth. Because judging from the way he held a gun before he was a teenager, he judged that even if he had a good shooting talent, he lacked training after all, and could only cope with close-range situations at most. In addition to the high requirements for shooting skills, sniping also needs to read the influence of the environment on firing bullets, and needs to wait for the wind direction to be suitable and the wind speed is the most stable, which requires talent and patience is also extremely high. With a limit of 10 seconds, a sniper rifle can only shoot two shots at most, and you can't pick and choose the timing at will. He thought it was a sure victory.

But he didn't expect the boy to be directly replaced, and the girl who had been watching just now and was almost forgotten by them was dispatched. In just ten seconds, half of it was used by him for substitutions. The girl's subsequent leisurely movements are also everyone's demeanor, and there is no feeling of being chased by time at all. For five seconds, she placed the gun, got into a stance, took aim, and fired, just before the last second to shoot the bullet that was sure to hit.

Just looking at it from the sidelines, you can feel that she is extremely confident in her own abilities.

The unfinished sentence just now is actually no different from the finished sentence in the hearts of those who know how to do it at this time. This girl's calmness and self-confidence, as well as her shooting level far beyond ordinary people, are enough to show that she is definitely from the legendary killer family, the Nangong family.

But even if it is, there is nothing to worry about. He thought.

At this moment, of course, he also turned around the idea of not admitting the account and directly tearing up the gambling contract by force, even if this young man has great ability, this girl's marksmanship is superb, and he can always have the upper hand with the obvious numerical advantage on his side. What's more, what's wrong with the Nangong family, this girl is young and has extremely high marksmanship attainments, which shows that most of her energy is spent on this, and her close-range fighting skills are definitely not good. And no matter how much the young man could fight, with his unarmed condition at this time, three or four people could easily restrain him if he pressed it directly.

He hesitated, and at the same time unconsciously looked at the one standing next to him. Everywhere he looked, a ponytailed girl in a black professional uniform was standing quietly with her back against a tree, her hands clasped to her chest, and she looked like she was waiting to see a good show.

The real trouble is this person. He thought. This person is not a former prisoner trapped on this island like them, she is the host, the person on the operator's side. Legend has it that the host has the overwhelming force to suppress the delusional players and control the game to always play within the rules. Although he didn't believe that this quiet-looking little girl could deal with a dozen of them at the same time—even if he added two people over there—he had to consider other issues brought about by the other party's identity.

If she is really moved, if she doesn't handle it well and let the information spread, he will offend the rules of the entire island, and all the hosts will target him to carry out a purge, which is not something he can deal with.

This thought was only shaken in a second or two, and when he came back to his senses, he only found that the young man was still looking at him with a smile, and at first glance he seemed to be completely unaware that he had just walked around the ghost gate. However, at this moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling, the young man seemed to have seen through his hesitation early on, and even the answer he finally came up with was already expected by this guy.

"Pick it up yourself. Let's go! ”

As he said the first sentence, he opened his suitcase and began to dump the contents on the ground in one fell swoop, and by the time he finished the second sentence, the contents were finished. He threw the box back, and a young man next to him rushed up to catch the empty box, and then carefully closed it. A group of people followed behind the leader-like man in a very respectful manner.

He glared fiercely at the still smiling young man on the other side, and wiped his fingers lightly on his neck, the threat in it could not be more obvious. It's just that the boy is still unmoved. "It's good to go all the way." He even smiled and waved at him, looking even more annoying.

When the group walked away, the host with his back against the big tree walked over slowly.

"You don't even need to put on a show like this in the end." She frowned and said, "In case the other party is provoked, I am not completely sure that I will be able to control the scene." ”

"Don't say that, you're the host." The boy still had a mocking tone.

"I'm just an apprentice, thank you."

This self-proclaimed trainee girl is called Shen Lingshuang, and she is one of the thirty trainee hosts who are on a mission on this island. And the young man standing opposite her was one of the island players she had just met a few days ago, named Xiang Nanxing. The girl who was putting away the combination gun and carefully maintaining it was called Nangong Qian, and she also met earlier in the same day.

Normally, her job was to guide those who were banished to the island in batches on a regular basis through the various games, controlling the order of the game and smoothly guiding it to the endgame. She must use her performance in this process to win into the eyes of those high-level people, so as to get a chance to become the main editor. This is not the case with the trainee hosts on the island, which is both a penal colony for those who have been released early, and on the other hand, it can also be seen as a training ground for these rookie hosts.

However, just some time ago, she noticed that things had changed. At least so far, she has met Huang Lao, the sixth host who has given her a class before, and the senior "Black Cat" Qiu Banxia, whom she has always admired. This is even different from the previous situation where the thirty or forty hosts went to the island to practice, this time she saw a dozen or even one-digit high-level hosts, which undoubtedly told her that something big was about to happen on the island.

Later, she learned that the legendary "White Night Festival" really existed, and it was about to be officially launched soon. These high-ranking presenters came to the island for this purpose. She secretly regretted that she had missed too much, and that this period of training on the island had prevented her from learning about the outside world, including the "war of stealing the country" that had surging in the dark tide a month ago.

When she learned that the young man in front of her was the strangely alive survivor of that decisive battle, her feelings were even more surprised. Judging from the first game she handled, although Xiang Nanxing has good qualifications, she has not yet reached that particularly elite class, and there are obvious traces of imitating others in her behavior - this is a sign of immaturity in her opinion, mostly seen in those who are baptized by the game after being imprisoned, and then begin to grow. No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't imagine why he was the only one who survived in Qiu Banxia's mouth, and even because of his life, it directly affected the final outcome of the national theft war.

Where did he get so much energy?

But in the past two days, Shen Lingshuang's opinion of Xiang Nanxing has changed dramatically. At that time, when she hurried to the place where the two of them were from a distance, she was greeted by the two who had basically completed the bomb disposal work. She only felt that Xiang Nanxing at that time seemed to have taken off his heavy shackles, and his whole person was completely new.

The sudden shift felt rather strange to her. However, doubts are doubts, she still informed Xiang Nanxing of the relevant information of the White Night Festival and the way to participate in the White Night Festival according to Qiu Banxia's instructions. Qiu Banxia asked her to convey that according to the island's sales rules, the operator had set a price for the right to participate in the White Night Festival, which could be purchased with 10,000 chips. This is a comprehensive price given based on the number of chips held by players on the island, considering that Xiang Nanxing and Nangong Qian only had a few hundred chips on them at that time, even if they can successfully obtain a small number of chips that are replenished every day, in order to achieve the goal of 10,000, they still need to play a lot of bets with other players on the island, and win all of them.

This is undoubtedly a fantasy.

However, Xiang Nanxing accepted it without hesitation, in his words, how can he know this kind of thing without giving it a try. From that sentence on, Xiang Nanxing, who was in a new mental state, pulled Nangong Qian to form a team and began the process of accumulating chips, and Shen Lingshuang seemed to have become his exclusive host, following him around to find opponents, and then starting various duels.

Of course, there are winners and losers. The first few hundred chips became Xiang Nanxing's early safety line, allowing him to still have the capital to make a comeback after several failures. In the process, Shen Lingshuang was surprised to find that this man's learning ability was far beyond his imagination, and every victory and defeat could bring him countless inspirations, allowing him to go further on the original foundation. After the first few battles of winning and losing, from the evening of the previous day to the battle that had just ended in the evening, Xiang Nanxing won all the battles in 24 hours. And this was done in a state of fatigue that he hadn't slept for a minute.

At this time, the person was picking up chips on the ground and putting them in his suitcase.

"Seven hundred and eighty, that's about the same number."

He sent the suitcase forward and handed it to Shen Lingshuang: "Counting the harvest this time, I finally got together the number of people who participated in the White Night Festival." Contact the person in charge to send a ticket. ”

The smile on his face was like sunshine, with a strong contagious force, and even Shen Lingshuang's heart swelled with similar joy for a while. She nodded and took the suitcase, turned around and walked away, just about to take out the communicator to contact Qiu Banxia's side.

However, she heard snoring behind her. Turning his head, the boy was lying on his back on the dirty ground, closing his eyes and snoring.

After all, I was still too tired.

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