Who the hell is this person?

While this question flashed through his mind, Xiang Nanxing found that he no longer had the extra mind to think about this issue. His brain was almost blank, and under the pressure of the other party, it seemed as if every cell in his body wanted to escape from here, and the only thing he could do was grit his teeth and desperately resist such an impulse.

It's all a matter of biological instinct, uncontrollable, irresistible. In front of him, this middle-aged man who was not amazing was no longer a person, but more like a blood-colored cloud with an unclear face, which was overwhelmingly eroding, and he was just a small worm, even if he wanted to escape, he could not escape the range covered by the smoke, and could only be quietly swallowed by fear......

But Xiang Nanxing gritted his teeth and took a step forward. He raised his head and looked directly at the middle-aged man in front of him, his bloodshot eyes trying to meet the other's eyes, even though they had lost focus.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man seemed a little surprised, and turned his head to look at Nangong Qian. The latter was showing a frightened expression at this time, and the back of his hand holding the hatch was unconsciously bruised, and even his fingertips were a little white. As soon as he turned his head, Xiang Nanxing suddenly felt that the pressure on his body was suddenly reduced, his eyes were on focus, and he finally saw the middle-aged man's face clearly.

Take a closer look...... How similar are his facial features to Nangong Qian? Compared with the latter's usual moonlight coldness, this middle-aged man's face is more "stiff". It was as if there was a huge stone blocking Xiang Nanxing's line of sight, so that he couldn't get a glimpse of the other party's thoughts.

Xiang Nanxing's mind suddenly stirred. After observing his appearance, he suddenly had eight or nine guesses about the true identity of the middle-aged man. Although when he fought with Nangong Qian, he had also seen the huge momentum exuded by the latter when he was engrossed in sniping at the target, but compared with the person in front of him, there was still a huge gap in quality and quantity after all.

According to Nangong Qian herself, she is already a genius in the family. The sniper itself has a sudden burst of momentum, even if it is the previous generation, there are only a few who can compare with her in this regard. A top-level master who has overpowered her by several levels and looks similar to her...... This identity is obviously about to come out.

"Not only did he not run away in fright, but he also had the ability to take a step forward, which is very rare in terms of willpower."

The middle-aged man turned his head again at this time and looked Xiang Nanxing up and down. His gaze still made Xiang Nanxing feel very uncomfortable, but compared to the strong malice that almost killed him just now, there was no aggression in his gaze at this time. What made him feel uncomfortable was just the coercion that the other party exuded unconsciously.

"Not bad. But it's a pity. The middle-aged man sneered, "If you come forward a little more, I can do it directly." ”

His words made Xiang Nanxing's back chill. Thinking about the strength represented behind the other party's amazing might, attacking Xiang Nanxing must be a very simple thing for him. The phrase "step forward" does not imply a question of attack distance, but motivation.

Under the coercion just now, Xiang Nanxing did have the idea of breaking the jar for a moment, and simply fought with all his might. And now he could be sure that if he had done that, he would have been a dead man.

Nangong Qian once told him that the Nangong family is a killer family, and after training, children can easily take the life of an ordinary person, and if it is not restricted, the family's position will be easily questioned. Therefore, the most important one in the family motto is "killing restrictions". One is to receive a commission, and the other is legitimate defense, from the head of the family to the child who has just learned to walk, as long as it is a member of the Nangong family, he must kill people in these two situations.

The middle-aged man's words showed that he had not received a commission to kill Xiang Nanxing, and similarly, Xiang Nanxing had not shown enough aggression just now to trigger the conditions for legitimate defense. Although he released a murderous aura just now, he didn't really mean to do it, and that's why. And listening to his tone, it seems that he really wants to take the opportunity to kill this young man.

"Dad......" Nangong Qian's tone trembled slightly. She could hear the overtones in the words, too.

"Don't worry." The middle-aged man smiled, "Even if I have any ideas, it's not ...... now"

Word for word, he added: "If he doesn't act rashly." ”

Xiang Nanxing also smiled, but it was a wry smile. He originally thought that the people sent by the Nangong family might have room for communication, so he could try to talk about the conditions, and leave Nangong Qian behind first. He didn't expect to meet a person of this level as soon as he came up, and his attitude seemed to be very resolute, no matter how clear he was, he was afraid it would be difficult to break through his level.

At this time, he remembered the sentence that Yue Ming had said before, "The Nangong family sent someone", and suddenly he wanted to turn around and find this guy and beat him up before talking.

This is also considered "sending people"? Even the head of the family has personally gone out, can this still be called "sending someone"?

But mere complaining won't help, there must be something that can be done in this situation. Xiang Nanxing thought so, and then took a deep breath.

"First time we met, I was Xiang Nanxing." He said without humility or arrogance, "I hope you can take a moment to listen to me." I think she should be listened to in this matter, and going home is not necessarily the best outcome for her. ”

"I am Nangong Tai, the head of the Nangong family of this generation." The middle-aged man shook his head, "And I'm not going to waste any more time." ”

He does what he says. Before he could finish speaking, the foot that was still on the roof had lifted up and stepped on the second step of the helicopter. He didn't even wait for himself to go inside completely, he just stood on the pedal and gave the driver a gesture directly from the outside. The latter nodded in agreement and pushed the joystick forward, and suddenly, the speed of the propeller, which had been fully warmed up, suddenly increased, and the fuselage shook slightly, and it had already begun to leave the ground.

"Wait a minute!"

Xiang Nanxing couldn't care about anything else in a hurry, and rushed directly with an arrow step. Just now, his idea was just to use the dialogue to delay the time first, and then slowly find a way to break the game, but he didn't expect the other party to give him a chance at all, and directly closed the door to the dialogue. At this moment, under the pressure of the time when the helicopter was about to take off, he couldn't think about anything else at all, and only thought about leaving people behind first.

However, at this moment, a cold feeling suddenly hit his neck. A sharp object clung to his skin, and the cold killing intent mixed in it made the blood in his whole body seem to freeze. Xiang Nanxing hurriedly stopped, and at this time he realized that there was an extra person beside him at some point.

"Forgot? If you go any further, I'll kill you. ”

Nangong Tai was standing half a meter away, one hand in his trouser pocket, the other hand held flat, his nails just touching Xiang Nanxing's throat. His palms were cold, but they were as stable as ice, and there was no shaking at all. The nails sink into the skin even more shallowly, and with a single stroke, the arteries underneath can be severed.

"Dad! Wait a minute! Nangong Qian's exclamation only reached Xiang Nanxing's ears now. She stood up in panic, one hand already reaching for her waist, as if trying to draw a gun - but as the person who had been taken, she was clearly disarmed. All she could do was let out a scream.

And the helicopter is still slowly rising.

"Do you know what kind of person I hate the most?" There was no emotion in Nangong Tai's voice, "The answer is: the kind of person who can only talk but can't take action." ”

Xiang Nanxing's throat gurgled. He wasn't too scared to speak, but he really couldn't speak. Nangong Tai's fingers were on his throat, stuck in his trachea, let alone speaking, he was even having a hard time breathing now.

"I'm not the kind of authoritarian parent, although I really want Xiaoqian to go home, I won't force her directly with violence." Nangong Tai continued, "She will go back with me because the bet is like this. She is willing to gamble and lose, and I respect my daughter for that. But what about you? Where do you stand here? It's just a sentence of 'going back to Nangong's house is not good for her'? What are you? ”

His hand slammed into a slam force, and the knife turned into a palm strike in an instant, slamming it on the throat. Xiang Nanxing only felt that it was dark in front of him, and his original silky breath was completely extinguished by this palm, and the sudden suffocation feeling engulfed him with overwhelming despair. He fell to his knees weakly, holding his throat and opening his mouth wide, trying with all his might to get some air.

At this time, he had no power to resist, and anyone who came to make up for it with a light knife could take his life.

However, Nangong Tai did not continue to shoot. He just stood there, looking down at Xiang Nanxing, who was kneeling on the ground. The helicopter was still rising, and it was already more than four meters above the ground. The driver faithfully carried out the instructions of the head of the house and did not deliberately stop to wait for him. Nangong Qian's face was full of worry, she wanted to jump down, but Nangong Tai glared back, but she couldn't move.

It's high enough. If he doesn't go back, even he may not be able to catch up- just as Nangong Tai was thinking like this and preparing to leave, his gaze inadvertently swept from below, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his stiff mouth.

Yes, boy.

In front of him, Xiang Nanxing was clutching his throat and was raising his head with difficulty. He hadn't breathed again, and there were even bloodshots in his eyes, which was a symptom caused by the impact of blood vessels and a large amount of blood rushing to his head, presumably his vision was blurred now. Yet even so, he tried to look upwards without flinching.

This time, he didn't say anything, but the attitude expressed was clear enough.

"Don't just stare at it. If you're really determined, do something. ”

Nangong Tai flew up mercilessly, and was hitting Xiang Nanxing's front door, making a muffled sound of "bang". At the same time as the latter flew out, he jumped and raised his hand to climb the pedal of the helicopter.

Hanging in mid-air, he glanced back before climbing into the cabin. The young man was lying on his back, his face covered in blood.

Even so, his eyes were still fixed on the helicopter that was flying away, and he never looked away.

"Interesting." Nangong Tai nodded.

The plane gradually rose and headed towards the west. The sound of the propeller faded away, and in the end, Xiang Nanxing was the only one left here.

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