"Another guy with a bad character...... No, maybe it was the same person. ”

The man looked at the GPS device in his hand, shook his head and sighed. It was a gap in the tracking, and he had just come down from the hill and stopped to confirm the route, just in time for the moment when the point of light suddenly appeared.

Technically, this is easy to implement. Even something as small as a gem could be implanted in a tracker, let alone a similar gadget in an oxygen can. From the scene in front of me, the tracker placed in the oxygen tank has added an additional logical judgment to the gem's one, and the principle is similar to the induction principle of the gem on the collar - or the opposite. This is because the gem on the collar and the gem you are looking for glow at the same time when you are close enough to it, and the tracker in the oxygen canner activates spontaneously when it detects that the distance from the gem is greater than a certain value.

In other words, in the initial state, the oxygen cans and gems are placed together, so the tracker remains dormant and does not appear on the device. But once someone does this like Nangong Qian, only taking cans and not gems, then the oxygen cans will be revealed after walking out for a while, and those who originally planned to hide their tracks can only be obediently exposed at this moment.

The man shook his head. Fortunately, he kept an eye on it, and carried the used oxygen cans with him without throwing them away, otherwise Nangong Qian would have noticed the mystery before this, and he would not have easily exposed his whereabouts at this time. This style of making people think that the plan has succeeded at first, and then slap the face after a few seconds, he just saw it in another host not long ago. Just when the "black cat" kidnapped Nangong Qian in the middle of summer and set up the fake bomb that could almost be real, he was watching from not far away. Throughout the process, he has been quietly observing this biological sister who has not met for three years.

Observe on the premise that you will become an enemy in the future.

In the days since, he has been reminded more often of the battle on a rainy night three years ago. He always wondered, compared to the little girl who was almost killed by him at that time, would Nangong Qian, who was standing here at this time, have any growth? Or is everything still like the unsuccessful shot just now, and there is no value in taking it seriously?

"Forget it, at least this design is equivalent to sealing the general routine of the ambush, and a little brain should know the difficulty and retreat, so as not to use such childish thoughts."

Nangong Wang shook his head a little helplessly, but for a while, he couldn't imagine that his sister could do anything unexpected, so he had to hope that a miracle would happen. For him, although he can already see the ending of this scene at a glance, he still hopes to see more of what he wants to see in this rare process.

"Let's be passive all the way and see if we can force something interesting. I waited. ”

He sneered, confirmed the direction, and strode after him.

On the other side of the forest, Nangong Qian had just noticed this extra point on the device.

"Come on, the tactics that I have come up with now are hard to think of and I can't use them again."

She thought she would be more depressed, but when she realized that the plan was not feasible, her mood was so calm that she was scared. I don't know if it's because I've long been used to encountering all kinds of accidents in the game, or if I know that everything won't go too smoothly when facing that person, when Nangong Qian looks back and thinks about the various thoughts when she just designed the ambush, she only feels that she didn't think about the situation of success from the beginning.

After all, her opponent at this time has no dead ends in technology at all.

Before he defected alone, Nangong Wang had been privately enjoying the title of "Hundred Skills" in his family. This has always been a special title given by the family to those top killers who are proficient in various techniques and are almost invulnerable, and generally speaking, the recipients are either thirty or forty years old, experienced, and in the prime of their careers, or they are seventy or eighty years old, and they retire to become elders, and by the way, they receive such an honorary title. Of course, it is impossible to officially obtain Nangong Wang's qualifications, but he has received such praise at the age of twenty, which is not only a genius, but also deserved.

In terms of melee skills, he has a complete set of killing fighting techniques, and he is perfect in the use of short weapons and various hidden weapons; In the middle distance, his shooting skills are even feared by the murderous veterans of the family; As for long-distance sniping, it can be said that he is inseparable from Nangong Qian, who was recognized as the top in the family at that time. He has learned all kinds of Nangong family's side tricks, from disguise to breathing, to pharmacy, mental analysis, and other miscellaneous studies. So no matter what kind of enemy he faces, such Nangong Wang has a way to find a countermeasure.

What's more, it's been three years since the last time the two of them practiced in a team. God knows what this monster will evolve into in the next three years. Nangong Qian originally thought that her sniper skills had been honed a lot through actual combat in the past few years, but that shot just now had already said everything. Her sharpest weapon can't help the other party when she occupies the absolute initiative.

The only cards left in her hand were traps and ambushes. However, a simple trap is meaningless for an enemy of Nangong Wang's level, even if the other party is tracking at full speed, he will still maintain a high degree of vigilance, just leaving a trap, if the arrangement method is not better than him, the ending can only be easily seen and cracked.

And Nangong Qian is obviously not such a clever layout.

If you want to make up for this shortcoming, it is not impossible, that is, people stay, cooperate with the trap to attack, use one side to attract the attention of the other party, and then let the other side make meritorious contributions. Compared with a simple ambush or a single trap, Nangong Qian originally drew up such a comprehensive plan, but this obstructive point of light ruined all her plans to ambush in a roundabout way, once the location can be confirmed, what kind of ambush to talk about, the other party knows that you are waiting here without approaching.

However, she couldn't have thrown it away as hard as she had just thrown away the gem, after all, in such a poisonous place, she still couldn't do without this oxygen can.

I can only move on. Nangong Qian thought about it all the way, and her footsteps never stopped. It was true that there was a slight delay when taking the oxygen can, but the same delay would also appear on Nangong Wang's body, until this point of light appeared, the latter needed to constantly confirm and speculate on her location, and the accumulated time would only be more wasted.

Therefore, at this time, the reason why Nangong Qian felt that the chasing soldiers behind her had shortened the distance by a large margin, and it had nothing to do with the delay on the road, purely because of the speed gap between the two. She knew that her physical fitness was completely incomparable to Nangong Wang, and the speed difference in running in such a dense forest with complex conditions was huge. And what's even more troublesome is that if this continues, the lack of physical strength will further amplify this disadvantage. The existence of the point of light has vetoed all options for detours and feints, and has only reduced the situation to a chase and an escape. When she could barely run, Nangong Wang could almost catch up with him.

But even if she knew this ending, Nangong Qian could only run. Because once you stop, it will only make this happen faster. Just like Xiang Nanxing analyzed on the other side, there was only one way in front of Nangong Qian at this time, and that was to keep running, constantly taking away the oxygen cans along the road, and fighting with the other party for supplies. If it can be consumed to the point that the other party has to go around to another place to get the canned food, then Nangong Qian can be regarded as winning for a while and buying herself a lot of time.

That way, she'll also be able to try to collect gems along the way, and if she gets enough time, she might be able to try to challenge the first winning condition - it's almost impossible to get that much time, but who knows if she doesn't.

"Of course I do." Nangong Qian smiled bitterly and said to herself, "It won't work." ”

The long-term training allowed her body to mechanically jump over the weeds and vines that got in the way, and continued to run towards the next gem without slowing down. It's almost there, it's close, and she sees the small blue light in front of her eyes light up, and the fluorescent blue light that suddenly lights up in front of her neck also reflects her cold face at this time.

But it can't illuminate the large desperate black in my heart.

I guess even such an idea fell into the prediction of that person. Nangong Qian thought, if you can't win head-on, traps and ambushes are not feasible, even if you give up the cans and use the method of holding your breath to save oxygen and hide, you will still not be able to avoid his search. In the end, he could only run away endlessly, and the way out of victory was only theoretical, but he knew that it was impossible.

So, what do you want to keep running? If you start running towards the edge of the map from now on, there's still a two-to-three-percent chance that you'll be able to leave the game before the opponent catches up. That way, even if you are judged to lose, at least you can save your life. Nangong Qian put away the gems and oxygen cans here, but suddenly she didn't know which way to go.

Calm analysis and calculation - she has always acted according to this principle, but no one has ever told her what she should do when she has no chance of winning in any analysis and calculation, but is unwilling to give up.

Only pick the right side. And to be alive is to be right. Compared to it, how ridiculous the determination he had just made seemed to be. As the old man in the family said, make up your mind, and then usher in an outburst, these are only plots that appear in comics and novels. In the world of killers, there is only the logic of being able to kill and not being killed, strong and weak, cold and cruel.

Yes, that's it.

Nangong Qian nodded, thinking that it could only be like this. But at this moment, a drop of crystal clear liquid suddenly fell on his hand that was holding the gem tightly. When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had burst into tears before she knew it. Warm tears flowed down the edge of the respirator, dripping onto the ground and seeping into the earth, eventually into the babbling mountain stream at your feet. She insisted on not wiping her face, not letting the gesture fall into the stalking, so that no one would know that she had wept here for a very short time.

"I'm really sorry if I lose the game because of this." She whispered, to someone far away.

A few seconds later, Xiang Nanxing, who remained in the room, stood in front of the GPS screen with a frown, looking at the scene that was happening on it. The point of light representing Nangong Qian moved towards the edge of the game area without looking back, and behind him was the host Nangong Wang, who was in hot pursuit. It can be seen from the naked eye alone that after confirming that the other party is determined to escape, Nangong Wang's tracking speed suddenly increased. In other words, the movement speed that was quite amazing before was still in a state of reservation.

Will it be overtaken? Nangong Qian's previous estimate of the chance was two or three percent, but in Xiang Nanxing's current opinion, the opportunity is simply less than one percent.

"Hey! Don't die! ”

Xiang Nanxing closed his eyes and wanted to pray quietly, but he still couldn't hold back and shouted out the words in his heart. The tone of voice was raised, and the nervous mood was like his fists clenching in pain at this time.

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