Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six......"

Xiang Nanxing leaned against the door, nervously counting the time in his heart. Genius remembered the first three or five in a second, his feet were firmly propped up on the ground, and almost all the weight of his body was pressed against the door behind him.

This one is all about preparing for an impact that could strike at any time. To keep his chances of winning, he had to resist.

A few seconds ago, Xiang Nanxing did something. After successfully hitting his opponent with the help of ricochet skills, he verbally exchanged words with his opponent across the door for a few rounds, and suddenly poked his head out and glanced at him at the risk of getting a headshot.

Nangong Huangqi obviously didn't expect him to do this suddenly, or maybe he expected it, but he didn't predict this timing. His reaction was already very fast, but Xiang Nanxing moved extremely fast, and the part that leaned out was very small, just showing one side of his eye. So when he raised the muzzle of the gun and hurriedly shot, Xiang Nanxing had already retracted, and those bullets only hit the edge of the door frame, and some of them rebounded, but they failed to hit Xiang Nanxing.

As a killer, his skills are low-key and effective, and he has not specialized in the almost fancy shooting technique of ricochet.

"This little trick!"

Noticing that a red countdown of "attack time" had appeared on the side of the view, Nangong Huangqi almost immediately understood the other party's intentions. Xiang Nanxing obviously planned to use the declaration of "draw and lose" that he said before, deliberately let the two sides enter the "attack time", and then delay as much as possible to let the ten seconds go safely. In this way, both sides have zero hits, and according to Nangong Huangqi's saying that a draw is a loss, he will become the losing side.

Although this defeat will not cause him any harm, on the one hand, it will force him to deviate from the recorded route and have to start exploring new locations, which is not fatal for him who feels that his brain is not very good, but it is not a big trouble.

On the other hand, a defeat is a defeat, and the feeling of losing will always make him unhappy.

Seeing that the door with a crack in front of him was about to close, Nangong Huangqi was in a hurry, and rushed forward directly to kick the door open. If the other party wants to delay time, in the final analysis, it is only a trick to close the door, aiming at him without live ammunition in his hand, and the power of the special bullet alone is not enough to penetrate the door panel and cause damage.

In that case, he just needs to keep the other party from closing the door.

However, at the moment when Nangong Huangqi started to move forward, he suddenly heard a bang from behind the door. At the same time, there seemed to be a gray shadow in front of his eyes, fleeting.

The next moment, he felt a hot tingling sensation coming from his cheeks, as if a handful of slabs had been quickly grinded there. He subconsciously stopped, was slightly stunned, and then raised his hand to touch it, and looked down to see that there was blood on his hand.

The door in front of him closed completely. There was a muffled "thump" behind the door, the sound of a hard object crashing. This sound sounded like Xiang Nanxing leaned his back against the door panel and pressed his weight against the door.

In this case, there is no point in fighting skills or anything, just the explosive power of a violent collision, or the staying power of continuous collision. Although the door has been closed by the other party, the situation is still slightly favorable to Nangong Huangqi, after all, he has the opportunity to attack, and the other party can only hold on for these ten seconds with concentrated concentration.

However, Nangong Huangqi did not move. He just stood there and raised his hand, staring intently at the blood stains in his palm.

"I have to say, this shot is quite beautiful." He said to himself, "I was careless." ”

His fingers wiped the wound on his face again, feeling the slightest pain coming from it, as if he wanted to take the lesson to heart. Just now, when he was full of thought that the other party was going to delay time and use the rules to win, Xiang Nanxing, who had just hit him once, once again gave him a heavy blow with the ricochet technique, and at the same time sounded the alarm in his heart.

Unlike the one that stretched out his hand to the door just now, this bullet Xiang Nanxing fired directly from the room. In order to ensure that the angle of incidence is small enough to produce refraction, he must retreat far enough to shoot, in other words, when Nangong Huangqi thought that he was going to start blocking the door, Xiang Nanxing actually just pushed the door forward, and then jumped backwards with the momentum, giving up the plan to block the door at the first time.

But in this way, he couldn't see Nangong Huangqi at all, so naturally he couldn't talk about any aim. But it didn't matter, Xiang Nanxing decided that Nangong Huangqi would go to his scheduled shooting point. After pushing the door, he expected the other party to react immediately, and rushed up to break in the door before it closed completely. So he simply raised his gun and aimed directly, finding the position of a step in front of the door, and speculated from the time that at the moment he shot, Nangong Huangqi should have just arrived at that location. When he had finished firing his shot, he rushed forward again, leaning in with his momentum and pressing the door against him.

If there is a slight discrepancy in time, either Nangong Huangqi directly pushed the door in a state without resistance, or this shot missed the target and failed to cause any damage to the other party. As far as the result is concerned, he bet right, even if the shot deviated a lot in the end, but it was just enough to brush the side of the opponent's face, but in the host's scoring method, this was enough to count as a hit.

1-0, which would give him the win in the matchup, and his first win since the start of the game - provided he can hold back the door and not let the opponent fight back for the rest of the game.

"Five, Four, Three, Two, One......"

Xiang Nanxing gritted his teeth, kicked the ground with his feet desperately, and didn't let out a long breath until he saw the blood-red "0" on the upper right side of his field of vision, and relaxed his body. He couldn't predict when the opponent would attack, and he didn't even know if the opponent would use methods such as running to increase the force of the collision, so he could only hold his breath and rely on static strength to hold on. Although it was only ten seconds, it was still very tiring to hold on in one breath.

However, what surprised him a little was that Nangong Huangqi outside the door didn't do anything from beginning to end, and he didn't even mean to try to pull the handle, so he let time pass in vain. When Xiang Nanxing opened the door and walked out, he saw Nangong Huangqi standing with his hands behind his back, standing upright, with no expression on his face. There was a fresh trail of blood on his right cheek, just below the edge of the mask, which looked very conspicuous, and the reason for this was needless to say. This kind of injury on his face is undoubtedly a shame for Nangong Huangqi, but the strange thing is that at this time, he looks calm and does not have the slightest intention of trying to hide it.

This made Xiang Nanxing faintly feel a little uneasy. The other party's low-key and silence at this time is not fear, nor is it a little frustrated, but it seems to have a smell of mountain rain coming and the wind is full of buildings. The feeling of oppression hidden beneath the calm was so great that he felt as if he was facing an active volcano that could erupt at any moment, and the other party was accumulating the power that was waiting to erupt.

Either way, he won the round.

"One to zero, Xiang Nanxing wins!"

Shen Lingshuang walked out of one of the doors again and stepped into this room. Her tone was brisk, and she still had a sunny smile on her face, it was hard to say that some of this was required by etiquette, and some of it was because of Xiang Nanxing's successful counterattack.

Nangong Huangqi exhaled a long breath.

"According to the rules, I lost this time, right?" He shook his head, "Alright, I'll leave." ”

He turned his head and glanced at Xiang Nanxing deeply, the expression on his face was a little complicated. "I can't imagine you can see through this in a single game." He said, "I'll tell you the truth, it's not the first time I've been here. ”

Xiang Nanxing nodded: "I guessed somewhat." After all, it is the territory of the Nangong family. ”

"It's sometimes used as a practice ground for the children of the Nangong family, ostensibly training quick reflexes and shooting speed, but only a few people can see the real meaning behind it - like you just realize. Even for me, it was only when I participated for the third time that I had a vague feeling that I had been exempted from this training after that. ”

He continued, "Of course, it is not possible to use live ammunition as training, and they claim that there is a special green bullet with neurotoxin on the surface in a room here, and although the damage is very low, once wounded, there is a wound, the toxin enters the bloodstream, causing great pain to the person who is shot. It is said that a long time ago, long before the introduction of VR equipment, there seemed to be people who won in this way, but since my first participation, I have never heard of anyone who could find such a bullet. ”

He looked at Xiang Nanxing and shook his head, "Same as now, it's all a lie." ”

"A person with a weak heart will pin his hopes on finding the poison bullet before his opponent in the process, but when he thinks like this, he will also worry that his opponent will do it first. In the process of continuous failure, the map of his exploration in his mind is fragmented, and the efficiency of his search will gradually decrease. Each time he was shot, he doubted himself more, and at the same time, he was more afraid that the next time he hit him would be the poisoned bullet that the other party found. At last...... Bang! ”

Nangong Huangqi opened his hands.

"The powder keg exploded, the nerves couldn't bear it anymore, and then it was a matter of admitting defeat - I've seen a lot of such opponents. Then I understood that the point of this game is not how to find those bullets that don't exist, but to press the opponent's nerves in the constant pressing, so that he feels despair and fear, and voluntarily gives up the game. ”

Xiang Nanxing smiled, "Now it seems that you haven't been able to do it." ”

"I'm underestimating you."

Nangong Huangqi's fingers slowly stroked the wound on his face, "Not only once, but twice, then there will be three or four times." You've proven yourself strong enough to hurt me, and I'm underestimating you. ”

"But that's the end of it."

His tone was calm, as if without the slightest emotion. is different from the image of a young man with a bit of performance before, what is standing in front of Xiang Nanxing at this time is the appearance of a real killer.

"The next time we meet, I'll kill you." He said word for word.

Xiang Nanxing shrugged his shoulders and did not answer.

It's just that he was smiling bitterly in his heart, and at the same time there was a hint of coolness

"Am I messing with something I shouldn't mess with......"

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