After meeting with Xiao Chengyan, Xiao Lan felt a sense of urgency in her heart these days.
The most direct consequence is that he spends more time in the training room or player training ground in the room, as if there is inexplicable pressure behind him forcing him to keep moving forward.
Today, Xiao Lan also came to the player training ground.
This time he chose to play against random players.
The combat objects recorded are all players who once galloped into the world. They are now dead, but their physical data has been retained as a sparring practice for other players.
Xiao Lan stood in the field, waiting for the appearance of her new opponent.
After the space in front was slightly distorted, a figure gradually appeared there.
The man seemed a little puzzled at first, and when he looked at the surrounding environment, he showed a self-deprecating smile: "This is the training ground, tusk tusk, it seems... I'm dead."
Looking at the person opposite, Xiao Lan couldn't hide the surprise on her face.
This person is—
When he was fifteen, the man sent by Xiao Chengyan to find Xiao Lan.
He looks much taller and stronger than he used to be.
The gray trench coat was casually tied around the waist, and the upper body was only wearing a black vest.
The exposed arms are muscular, and the body still looks like a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right, but the number of tattoos is much more than before.
Since this person is Xiao Chengyan's subordinate, he is also a member of Wuxian.
In other words, he actually belongs to the elite level among advanced players.
But compared to an advanced player, this person looks more like a social gangster who is proficient in eating, drinking, and gambling.
A feeling of groundedness hits his face, no matter how he looks like a good person, it even makes people vaguely urge to call the police.
That's why Xiao Lan, a young man of the year, was full of guard against him. Who would feel cordial when he saw it like this.
The man also saw Xiao Lan, and raised his hand and waved as a greeting.
His smile was eagerly wretched: "Oh~ isn't this Young Master? We've seen it before, do you remember me?"
Xiao Lan choked: "Young Master...?"
What is this term for full of two feelings
The man said: "You are the son of the boss, aren't you our young master, hahahaha."
Xiao Lan reluctantly asked, "How do you call it?"
The other party showed a triumphant smile and said: "You are welcome, the young master, just call me Tom Cruise Leonardo Depp Robert Bieber Beckham. This is my English name."
Xiao Lan: "..."
Have the ability to repeat it yourself
This bunch of messy naming patterns where the first name and last name are mixed together, if the original owner knows about it, he will want to kill this guy.
Xiao Lan struggled to pick a name from this length and coquettish: "... Tom, are all talents like you in Wuxia?"
Tom said, "Hey, it's so so, and there are not more than mine."
He went on to say: "Our unpardonable people have basically seen you, and we are also curious about what the boss’s son looks like~ But the boss doesn’t let us appear in front of your mother and son. We can only watch it secretly. If the boss finds out, He was beaten to death by him. But Sister-in-law is so pretty, but it's a pity that you don't look like her..."
Xiao Lan: "... I also want to beat you now."
Tom hurriedly waved his hand: "Hey, I'll just talk, just talk, I definitely don't have any bad thoughts about my sister-in-law!!"
His voice suddenly became super quiet: "Everyone who dared to have been dragged to fill the sea by the boss..."
Xiao Lan: "..."
Suddenly he thought of the written one of throwing off employees to reclaim the sea. Emotional reclamation is still their ancestral method of mentoring and apprenticeship.
There is no need to pass on this rude style!
Tom suddenly thought of something, in a reminiscence tone: "You looked so pitiful at the time, and we wanted to secretly give you some money, but the boss refused. He said,'If you can't live like this, what can you do later? ?'."
"Oh... It's really a Spartan education. I don't know why he is like this. He never said, and we dare not ask."
Seeing that Xiao Lan’s expression was a bit complicated, he hurriedly remedied it: "Young master, don’t be sad. Although the boss wouldn’t let us help you, there were two loan sharks who were planning to cover your sack quietly. Forbearance? Then he rushed up and beat them up. It was so miserable. If it weren't for us, we might have been on the social news."
"Look... It's called that tiger poison or lion, right? His... It seems that something is wrong..." Tom scratched his head and tried to comfort Xiao Lan.
Because his personal language system version is too peculiar, if he is allowed to scold him for three days and three nights, all kinds of personal attacks will come with open mouth, to ensure that the hatred is guaranteed to be stable, and it is enough to spray the other party's doubt in life.
But... It's a bit too difficult to comfort people.
Xiao Lan also understood the other's kindness, he couldn't help but smiled, "Thank you."
Tom rubbed his chicken coop head: "Oh, it's a pity that we were all cold before you came in, and we couldn't support you. I'm sorry."
"Otherwise, when you go out, we stand in the back row and serve as bodyguards for you, so the picture is so cool."
Xiao Lan: "..."
Thank you for your kind intentions, but this picture is a little bit too trendy.
He doesn't have a hobby that has to be noticed.
Xiao Lan asked, "Do you remember how you ended up...?"
Tom opened his hands: "I don't remember, I'm just a copy, not the original person. Coming to the world is willing to release me, and it must have erased important memories."
"I can only vaguely remember that what we were going to do at that time should be a very important thing."
"But looking at what it looks like now, it's probably a failure..."
Xiao Lan looked at the living person in front of her. He was a member of Wuxian, and died in that resistance.
They don't even know their names by other players.
Xiao Lan suppressed the emotions in his heart, and he took up a weapon: "Since we met at the training ground, why not come and give me some advice."
Tom scratched his butt and said, "Are you sure? Don't look at me like this, I'm really good?"
Xiao Lan nodded.
Unamnesty members, who can get the evaluation of all the elites, will certainly not have any general generations.
Getting guidance from the other party is very valuable to him now.
Tom took the opportunity to take out a watermelon knife that is standard for the cubs on the streets.
The watermelon knife looked mediocre, but after it appeared in the hands of members of Wushe, no one would dare to look down upon it.
Unlike the slick gangster appearance, he was full of sharp and dangerous aura when he shot.
Tom's figure disappeared instantly, and rushed to Xiao Lan's face like a gust of wind.
His attacks didn't have any fancy skills, they were all cruel and mercilessly hitting the key with a single blow.
"Ding-"
The watermelon knife intersected with the bone blade and made a crisp sound.
The strength from the knife made Xiao Lan feel a little frightened. After the skill addition, his own strength was already very strong, and the person on the other side was even above him!
And that unremarkable watermelon knife was really not an ordinary prop. The Dalit flame only circulated on its surface for a moment, and it was extinguished before it had time to attach.
The pace of the battle is extremely fast, both sides are merciless in their moves, and the switch between offense and defense is only instantaneous.
The blade is flying at the critical edge at any time, bringing death threats.
Three minutes later, Xiao Lan had her throat cut.
After being injured in the training ground, Xiao Lan clenched the bone blade tightly again: "Come again."
Tom picked up the knife: "There is a kind."
The battle is restarted.
Five minutes later, Xiao Lan was pierced into the heart.
Eight minutes later, Xiao Lan got a knife in the back and passed through her chest.
…
The battle has restarted repeatedly.
Xiao Lan was killed 32 times, of which only severely injured her opponent 3 times.
But he persisted with the opponent for longer and longer, and in such battles, he gained much more experience than before.
Xiao Lan sat on the floor panting, and this time he finally felt what was called contract-like strength.
The unpardonable guy is really extraordinary.
Tom walked up to him with a smile on his face: "Young Master, you are really awesome. You die so many times without blinking your eyes. You deserve to be the son of the eldest son. It's so impressive to die!"
Xiao Lan: "..."
Why doesn't this sound like a compliment
Tom rubbed his hands and smiled flatteringly: "Um... Young Master... You think we have friendship today... Um... Can you see it for today's sake? If you meet my brother in the future, help him out. Bundle."
"You don't need to take him to pass the level, just... just help him a little bit if he is in danger."
Xiao Lan directly agreed, "Okay, does your brother have any characteristics?"
Tom grabbed his chicken coop head: "It's a little stutter that looks weak, he likes to play with grass. Ah... I'm talking about plants and grasses."
Xiao Lan resisted the urge to roll her eyes, "...It's normal if you don't explain, what's his name?"
Tom said: "Huabei, he is very courageous, he is also afraid of life, and he has not been in the game for a long time. He was probably only junior when I died, ah, sorry, I didn't mean to say the level and then say it..."
Xiao Lan: "..."
What is called a car god, is probably such a person.
Xiao Lan said: "I have seen a person named Huabei before. His speech was a bit stuttered. His skills are related to plants. He can use plants to perceive, make shields and stand-ins, right?"
Tom's eyes lit up and he nodded excitedly: "Ah yes yes yes, is he okay?"
Xiao Lan: "He is already an intermediate player. We were matched to the same game field at the time, and he also passed the game smoothly."
Tom laughed: "Hey, the stupid brother has grown up too."
Xiao Lan looked at Tom carefully: "Are you brothers? Dear?"
This social man with a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right is nothing like that shy herbivorous man.
Tom was anxious. He pointed to his eyes: "Look, look carefully, do our eyes look exactly the same. We are like father and mother. We are not very similar in other places, but our eyes are the most alike."
Xiao Lan turned out Huabei's face from the corners of her memory, and it seemed that her eyes looked alike.
However, the look in the eyes of these two people is too far apart.
One has soft and shy eyes, and will dodge when he meets people; but one seems to be standing at the pinnacle of all the gangsters on this street.
As a result, the two seem to have nothing in common.
Brother, it's a wonderful existence.
Xiao Lan tentatively asked, "What's your real name?"
It's not really a borrowing.
Tom's face collapsed: "Flowers... Sixties..."
Maybe it's better by chanting.
Xiao Lan praised against her will: "A good name..."
The sixties looked sad and angry: "My mother likes to eat seafood, so my dad gave our brother this name. In order to please his wife, this man is simply not a human being."
Sure enough, every family has its own story, and each has its own wonderful works.
There are far more than one or two fathers of the pit baby.
The sixtieth sighed: "Um... Young Master, if you see Huabei again in the future, can you not tell him that I am dead? The identity of the members of Wushen is kept secret. He doesn't know that I am also a player. He thought I was back then. I've been hanging around outside since I ran away from home."
"Let him think I'm still fooling around, maybe he won't remember me after a few decades..."
"Of course, he has to live till that time."
Xiao Lan nodded: "Okay."
He wanted to say something to comfort the other party, but he felt a lot more, because words were useless in such a situation.
There is no way to cross the gap between life and death.
The two fell into a brief silence.
Suddenly, the sixtieth piece raised his head and asked Xiao Lan, "Young Master, do you have a cigarette? I want to get one. I haven't smoked it for a long time and I'm a bit addicted to cigarettes. It's best to be the number 99 from the system, which is the most powerful."
"Sorry." Xiao Lan shook his head. He is a person who never smokes. "Why don't you wait for me and I will go to the system store to get it for you?"
As a system store that provides players with basic living supplies, there are still things like cigarettes.
And even though it is called a store, it does not actually charge money, which can be called the conscience of the industry.
The sixtieth shook his head, looking a little lonely: "Forget it, I just think about it, anyway, I am not a real sixtieth, I am just a copy."
After leaving the training ground.
However, Xiao Lan walked to the system store in a ghostly manner, took a pack of No.99 cigarettes and put it into her storage space.
He didn't know why, maybe it was because of the unclear regret in his heart.