Not everyone in Chang'an City knows about the fighting in the southern suburbs, after all, this is an extremely secret military operation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But the fight between Wuwu and Nangong Fang, after a night of fermentation by people with hearts, attracted the attention of almost all the survivors in the entire Chang'an City.

In this apocalyptic world where everyone is in danger, suddenly knowing that there is such a thing as a fight that can join in the fun, immediately aroused the enthusiastic attention of all the survivors who entered the city center.

Seeing that the time was gradually approaching seven o'clock in the morning, all the survivors who were eating and waiting for death in Chang'an City flocked to the bell tower in the center of the city in the gossip of each other, surrounding this landmark building in Chang'an City.

The survivors gathered with each other to talk about what they had seen and heard in the last days.

People will always have some gossip hearts, if it is at the time of life and death, this gossip heart will naturally be much indifferent, but when a person enters a safe place, without any entertainment facilities, this gossip heart will be rekindled, and it will intensify.

Under the guidance of the Nangong family, the survivors seem to have regarded this super family that was rumored before the end of the world as the pillar of the entire west, and the ancient warrior of the Nangong family, Nangong Fang, was naturally praised for the hope in the end times.

"Have you heard? Nangong Fang, the ancient martial artist of the Nangong family, is a few masters in the Federation, he served as a major in the Federation at a young age, and he even stepped forward in the last days and saved many people. ”

In a skyscraper near the Bell and Drum Tower, a group of people crowded at the window with binoculars and stared closely at the open space in front of the Bell and Drum Tower.

A red-haired young man who didn't come to the window to see in the room was sitting on the ground chewing a bear biscuit, and he laughed when he heard the words: "Except for Nangong Hui, none of the ancient martial artists of the Nangong family can handle it. ”

"That's not necessarily, compared to the eighteen-year-old major named Xiao Wuwu, Nangong Fang obviously suppressed him in terms of strength, even if Nangong Fang couldn't take it, it was more than enough to defeat this Xiao Wuwu. A bewitching woman sitting opposite the red-haired youth said with a smile.

More than a dozen survivors who were observing the venue around the window heard the words of the two, and quickly turned around the two and asked, "Little brother is an insider, tell us what the situation is?"

The red-haired young man put aside the bear biscuit in his hand, took out a communicator-like object on his body, slapped it on the ground and made a "pop!" sound, looked around the crowd with a mysterious face, and said aloud in a storytelling-like tone: " It is said that before the end of the world, the Nangong family was one of the four great families, it was quite remarkable, Nangong Hui, the first ancient martial artist master of the Nangong family, became an awakened person in his thirties, and under the qualifications of a year of establishment, he quickly grew into a famous ancient martial artist in the Federation, and ranked third among the four major families, second only to the head of the Murong family and the first master of the Murong family, but the good times did not last long, do you know how Nangong Hui is now?"

The aunt who was the first to gossip hurriedly said, "What's wrong with Nangong Hui?"

The red-haired young man glanced appreciatively at his aunt, who was very cooperative with him, lowered his voice and said, "I died when I recovered Chang'an City!"

Everyone sighed when they heard this, it was indeed tragic that such a middle-aged and ambitious child of a family died like this.

"On that day, the wind and clouds changed, and 15,000 Federation soldiers lined up on the battlefield in the western suburbs, not in the mouths of zombies, but in the attack of missiles. And the Nangong family suffered heavy losses in this battle, do you know why?" the red-haired young man asked mysteriously again.

"Why?" everyone asked, and it was not unheard of what the red-haired young man said yesterday, but the red-haired young man obviously knew more about the situation than those who only knew what had happened, and they couldn't help but be curious.

"In that battle, the Nangong family can be said to have placed the main members of the family in the western suburbs battlefield, hoping to maximize their combat achievements under the care of Nangong Hui, so under the attack of missiles, all the backbone members of these families were wiped out, and the Nangong family was also greatly injured!"

"I see!" Everyone exclaimed, they didn't expect the defeat on the battlefield in the western suburbs to be such a huge blow to the Nangong family.

"So the Nangong family can't say it's bitter! In addition, there is an almost invincible federation No. 1 ancient warrior pressed here, the development of the Nangong family is suppressed, and it is not good for the two sides to really tear their faces in this environment of the end of the world・・・・・・" At this point, the red-haired young man casually picked up a piece of bear biscuit and put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, and after eating it under the urging of everyone, he spoke in a long voice again.

"Why can't you tear your face? In fact, the answer is very simple, the Nangong family needs Mu Xian's support in terms of ancient martial artists, and Mu Xian also needs the Nangong family's control in the military. Whoever falls, it will be a collapse blow to their forces. ”

"Young man, you say hurry up, don't hang people's appetites, if you continue to talk slowly like this, the competition will start in a while!"

The red-haired young man was not annoyed when he heard this, and after a sunny smile, he sped up his speech and said: "So, the two sides have come up with such a compromise method, through the two sides under the gaze of the whole city, the competition is held, and the wrist is wrestled by victory or defeat. ”

"The winner can not only improve its status and influence in the eyes of the people, but also suppress the losing side from the momentum, this victory or defeat may not be of much significance to General Muxian, but it is extraordinary for the Nangong family. ”

"If the Nangong family wins, its status among the people will be a step higher, and in the future recruitment, it will naturally give the recruits the idea of wanting to get closer to the Nangong family. And the people's trust in the federal military will also be given to the Nangong family, and the losses of the Nangong family will be quickly replenished. ”

"What if we lose?" asked Auntie.

"Defeated?" After the red-haired young man asked himself with a strange expression, he blinked mischievously at the bewitching woman sitting opposite him on the ground and said: "Defeat will definitely not be defeated, the strength of Nangong Fang's ancient martial artists is a realm higher than Xiao Wuwu's, and more importantly, according to what I know, Nangong Fang's cultivation direction is in the direction of forging the body, and the degree of dependence on weapons is not great, and the strength will not be reduced much without weapons." ”

"What about that young major?" asked Auntie.