Tick, tick, tick, tick.

The dark red liquid slowly dripped down, creating small ripples in circles. Xiang Nanxing didn't dare to move, his eyes looked straight at the center of the ripples, and he felt that he couldn't breathe, as if he couldn't feel his heart beating.

"Please forgive me for the inconsiderate hospitality."

With this warm voice, the teapot hanging in front of Xiang Nanxing was slowly put back. The man sitting across from him elegantly put the teapot aside, and at the same time pushed the cup of black tea that had just been brewed in front of Xiang Nanxing. Her every movement is so light, and her gestures are full of affinity. When she put down the teacup, she also carefully turned the direction of the tray so that the handle was facing Xiang Nanxing's right hand.

"Thank you, ma'am, for your kindness."

Xiang Nanxing nodded slightly and replied softly.

Taking the opportunity to speak, he exhaled a breath of turbid breath in his chest, which relaxed his spirit somewhat. From the moment he stepped into the territory of the Nangong family, he had sensed the sniper's sight from a distance, confronted the hand-to-hand combat experts at zero distance, and after he stepped into the house, he had seen many professional-level killers. The woman sitting in front of him was the gentleest, most harmless-looking person he had ever seen.

But it was precisely such a person who made him faintly feel the danger that was completely different from others. Because the beautiful woman sitting in front of him has another identity, that is, the housemother of the Nangong family. In other words, she is Nangong Qianhe's mother, the wife of Nangong Tai, the king of killers.

Although in his plan, he was originally going to meet the powerful person in charge of the family, and only in this way could he proceed to his next step. However, although he got his wish now, in the face of this woman, just thinking of her identity, Xiang Nanxing's nerves couldn't relax at all.

The other party obviously saw his nervousness, so he invited him to sit down as soon as they met, called someone to serve snacks, and then poured tea for him personally. Only now it seems that her efforts have had little effect.

"Oh, you kid." Madame shook her head helplessly, "Do I look like a man-eating beast?" ”

"That's not what I meant, it's ...... Alas. I'm sorry, ma'am. ”

Xiang Nanxing was at a loss, and finally could only shake his head helplessly. Indeed, from the time he was invited to the door until now, Madame's attitude towards him has always been kind, and even considerate. The tea reception is only part of it, and more attitudes are reflected in every small detail, such as to make him feel at ease, Mrs. Nangong's every movement was deliberately slowed down, so that he could clearly see every detail inside. This is undoubtedly very sincere.

And her appearance is indeed as she herself said, without the slightest part of a beast. During the period of time after coming in, although Xiang Nanxing was nervous, he also tried to concentrate on observing Mrs. Nangong. She has fair skin, usually stays indoors, and her speech and demeanor are also very beautiful, and her hands are smooth and slender, not at all like a knife and a gun on weekdays, more like a pair of hands that can play the piano, or arrange flowers for fun in their leisure time.

It's because I'm nervous. There is nothing suspicious about the person in front of him, and he is naturally wary just because of the identity of the other party, which can be regarded as judging people by appearance in another sense.

Xiang Nanxing smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head, but his hand was unconsciously pressed on his chest. He didn't exert any force, but pressed it weakly, as if he wanted to use this action to calm his heart that was still beating wildly.

In retrospect, his current over-vigilance may be due to the fact that the aftermath of the stab just now has not yet dissipated.

Just ten minutes ago, Xiang Nanxing was still standing outside this house. Determined to gamble, he chose to ignore the Nangong Huangqi in front of him, and walked over from the other party's side by himself. In the moment before passing by, he used his peripheral vision to see the expression on the other party's face, which was a look mixed with doubt and hesitation.

He knew that his psychological tactics had worked, and this menacing "sentinel" still couldn't see through the situation after all, and hesitated for a while, not knowing what action to take.

However, in the next second, he heard the other person say "I see".

At the same time, the Nangong famine was launched. He had already been left behind by Xiang Nanxing, and he suddenly turned around and waved his right hand high! The three sharp blades on the back of his hand pointed straight at Xiang Nanxing's back, and the sharp sound of breaking the wind came to his ears in an instant.

In the next second, they would directly pierce Xiang Nanxing's chest, piercing his heart to the core.

"Discovered? Wrong! ”

Xiang Nanxing's heart tightened, but he forcibly suppressed his body's instinctive reaction at the last moment. It wasn't until the last minute - he told himself, and then, with the murderous aura coming from behind, ordered his hands and feet not to move.

In his opinion, it is indeed not yet the last moment. At the moment when the murderous aura reached his body, Xiang Nanxing's mind was operating at an unprecedented speed, and he quickly realized the biggest suspicion in the middle.

That's the murderous aura itself.

Although Nangong Huangqi wore Wolverine-like claws and an unkempt appearance, he looked like a guy with a wild fighting style, but judging from the first blow when he appeared, Xiang Nanxing judged that his style was actually an assassin. In other words, he is very good at concealing his murderous aura, even hiding the view of his target, which should not be undisguised for someone who incorporates the Assassin style into every action, even if it is immediate.

This murderous aura that pierced the heart was actually more like a temptation. You must know that Xiang Nanxing had just passed through Nangong Huangqi's defense line, if those were all bluffs just now, he could already be regarded as close to winning by now. But don't forget, the moment when people are close to victory, it is also the moment when the guard is weakest.

Nangong Huang used the phrase "so it is" to disturb Xiang Nanxing's thoughts, and at the same time waved his arm to make a feint, releasing a murderous aura to further force the opponent. If Xiang Nanxing really had nothing to show for himself, any one of them alone would be enough to force him to panic, let alone use all three. As long as Xiang Nanxing's performance is slightly abnormal, and Nangong Huangqi sees the problem, then what awaits him next is a professional killer-level offensive.

But Xiang Nanxing guessed correctly, in the final analysis, this is still just a "temptation". It was the incident that Xiao Qian said that gave him peace of mind that the Nangong family would not kill people in a state other than entrustment and self-defense, in other words, the attack on his fatal point at this time would not come true in the end.

As he expected, the blow finally stopped a moment before it touched his skin. The blade hovered just a centimeter away from his clothes, but Xiang Nanxing still felt that the cold blade seemed to pierce his back and pierce his heart shallowly. If it weren't for the clothes in the way, Nangong Huangqi would probably be able to see those goosebumps all over his back.

It's just that at this moment, what is reflected in his eyes is still the rock-solid back.

"Good."

Nangong Huangqi let out a long breath and slowly withdrew his hand. He was glad that the other party never looked back, so he wouldn't see the beads of sweat slowly rolling down his forehead. It's just that he wouldn't know that Xiang Nanxing, who was facing away from him at this time, had a much uglier expression on his face than him.

"Then please pass." He said slowly, "Although I don't know where you are sacred, but you have passed this level of mine." ”

He bowed to Xiang Nanxing's back: "Then, I'll see you again in the future." ”

Xiang Nanxing turned his face and nodded slightly in response. He kept moving forward the whole time, his pace did not stop, but he did not speed up because of the sudden attack behind him. Before leaving, Nangong Huangqi took one last look at his feet, and suddenly shook his head thoughtfully as if he had thought of something.

He suddenly turned around and leaped silently. After a few ups and downs, the whole person disappeared into the bushes on the side of the road.

And Xiang Nanxing continued to maintain the original pace and walked forward, until he walked dozens of meters and confirmed that there was no one behind him, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and ran with all his might.

Ten minutes later, when he walked into the door of Nangong's house, he was directly invited to Mrs. Nangong's tearoom. Then, he saw this seemingly completely harmless person, but he couldn't help but tremble.

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