After meeting 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 an 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 a random player.

The recorded battle objects are all players who once galloped into the world of advent. They are now dead, but their physical data has been retained as a sparring for other players.

Xiao Lan stood on the field, waiting for her new opponent to appear.

After the space in front was slightly distorted, a figure gradually appeared there.

The man seemed a little puzzled at first, and after he looked around the surroundings, he showed a self-deprecating smile: "This is the training ground, tsk tsk tsk, it seems... I'm dead."

Looking at the person opposite, Xiao Lan couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

This person is-

At the age of fifteen, the man who was 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 his waist, and he wore only a black vest on his upper body.

The muscles on the exposed arms are well developed, and the tattoos on his body still look like a left blue dragon and a right white tiger, but the number of tattoos is much larger than that of the past.

Since this person is Xiao Chengyan's subordinate, he is also a member of Wuyi.

That is to say, he actually belongs to the elite level among advanced players.

But compared to a high-level player, this person looks more like a social gangster who is proficient in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling.

A down-to-earth feeling came over him, no matter how he looked at him, he didn't look like a good person, and even made people feel the urge to call the police.

Therefore, the young Xiao Lan of that year was very wary of him. Who could feel kind after seeing this.

The man also saw Xiao Lan, raised his hand and waved it as a greeting.

There was a bit of wretchedness in his eager smile: "Yo~ Isn't this the young master? We've met, do you still remember me?"

Xiao Lan choked: "Young Master...?"

What kind of name is this full of middle and second feelings?

The man said, "You are the son of the boss, not our young master, hahahaha."

Xiao Lan asked reluctantly, "What's your name?"

The other party showed a smug smile and said, "You're welcome, young master. Just call me Tom Cruise Leonardo Depp Robert Bieber Beckham. This is my English name."

Xiao Lan: "..."

Do you have the ability to repeat it yourself?

This bunch of messy naming patterns with first names and last names mixed together, the original owner would want to kill this guy if he knew about it.

Xiao Lan struggled to choose a more coquettish name from the long and coquettish name: "...Tom, are there all talents like you in Wushe?"

Tom said, "Hey, it's just average. There aren't many people who can beat me."

He went on to say: "We Wuji people have basically seen you, and we are also curious about what the boss's son looks like~ But the boss won't let us appear in front of your mother and son, we can only watch it secretly, if the boss finds out, we will He beat him to death. But my sister-in-law is so pretty, it's a pity you don't look like her..."

Xiao Lan: "...I really want to beat you now too."

Tom quickly waved his hand: "Hey, I'm just talking, I'm just talking, I definitely don't have any bad thoughts about my sister-in-law!!"

His voice suddenly became super small: "Those who dared to be dragged to reclaim the sea by the boss..."

Xiao Lan: "..."

He suddenly thought of Cheng Wenyi, who threw erring employees to reclaim the sea, and emotional reclamation was still an ancestral technique of their master and apprentice.

There is no need to inherit this rude style!

Tom suddenly thought of something, in a tone of recollection: "You looked so pitiful at the time, we wanted to secretly give you some money, but the boss refused to let him, he said, 'If you can't live like this, what will you do after that? ?'."

"Oh...it's really Spartan education. I don't know why he did this. He never said it, and we didn't dare to ask."

Seeing that Xiao Lan's expression was a little complicated, he hurriedly made up for it: "Young master, don't be sad, although the boss won't let us help you, but there were two loan sharks who planned to steal your sack. Forbearance? Then he immediately rushed up and beat them up. It was a terrible beating. If we hadn't dragged them, we might have been on social news."

"Look... that's what the tiger's poison is, isn't it? Hiss... there seems to be something wrong..." Tom scratched his head and tried to comfort Xiao Lan.

Because his personal language system version is too clear, if he is asked to scold the street, he can come for three days and three nights, and all kinds of personal attacks will come when he opens his mouth to ensure that the hatred is guaranteed to be pulled steadily, which is enough to make the other party doubt his life.

But... comforting people is really a little too hard for him.

However, Xiao Lan also understood the other party's good intentions, he couldn't help laughing: "Thank you."

Tom rubbed the head of his chicken coop: "Oh, unfortunately we were all cold before you came in, and we couldn't support the scene for you. I'm sorry."

"Otherwise, when you go out, we stand in the back row as bodyguards for you. That's a cool scene."

Xiao Lan: "..."

Thank you for your kindness, but this picture is a little too drab.

He doesn't have a hobby that demands attention.

Xiao Lan asked: "Do you remember how you ended up...?"

Tom spread his hands: "I don't remember. I'm just a replica, not the original person. Coming to the world and willing to let me out will definitely erase 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 the way it looks now, it's probably a failure..."

Xiao Lan looked at this lively person in front of him. He was a member of Wuji, and he also died in that one resistance.

They are not even known by other players by name.

Xiao Lan suppressed the emotions in his heart, and he took up his weapon: "Since we met at the training ground, why don't you come and give me some pointers."

Tom scratched his butt and said, "Are you sure? Don't look at me like this, I'm pretty good, eh?"

Xiao Lan nodded.

The members without amnesty can get the evaluation of all the elites, and there will definitely be no ordinary people.

Getting the other party's guidance is very valuable to him now.

Tom took advantage of the situation and took out a watermelon knife that is standard for the cubs on the street.

The watermelon knife looked unremarkable, but after it appeared in the hands of Wushe members, no one would dare to underestimate it.

Unlike the slick gangster's appearance, when he shot, he was filled with a sharp and dangerous aura.

Tom's figure disappeared instantly, and rushed in front of Xiao Lan like a gust of wind.

There are no fancy skills in his attacks, all of which are ruthless and merciless.

"Ding"

The watermelon knife intersected with the bone blade, making a crisp sound.

Xiao Lan felt a little frightened by the strength coming from the knife. With the addition of skills, his own strength was already very great, and the person on the other side was even higher than him!

And the seemingly ordinary watermelon knife is really not an ordinary prop. The flame of Dalit only circulated on its surface for a moment, and it was extinguished before it had time to attach.

The rhythm of the battle was extremely fast, both sides shot mercilessly, and the transition between offense and defense was only instantaneous.

The blade is flying at the critical edge at any time, bringing the threat of death.

Three minutes later, Xiao Lan's throat was cut.

After recovering from the injury at the training ground, Xiao Lan clenched the bone blade again: "Come again."

Tom picked up the knife: "There is a kind."

The battle restarts.

Five minutes later, Xiao Lan was stabbed in the heart.

Eight minutes later, Xiao Lan was stabbed in the back and passed through his chest.

...

The battle restarted repeatedly.

Xiao Lan was killed 32 times, of which he only seriously injured his opponent 3 times.

But he persisted under the opponent's men for longer and longer, and in such battles, he gained much more experience than before.

Xiao Lan sat on the floor panting, this time he finally felt what is called the strength comparable to a contract.

The innocent guy is really unusual.

Tom walked up to him with a smile on his face: "Young Master, you are so awesome. You die so many times without blinking your eyes. You deserve to be the son of the eldest son. This is such a powerful death!"

Xiao Lan: "..."

Why doesn't this sound like a compliment?

Tom rubbed his hands together and showed a pleasing smile: "That... Young Master... You see that we have friendship today... That... Can you see that for today's sake, if you meet me in the future? Brother help him."

"You don't need to take him through customs, just... see if he is in danger and help him a little bit."

Xiao Lan agreed directly: "Okay, what characteristics does your brother have?"

Tom licked the head of his chicken coop: "It's a little stutter that looks weak. He likes to play with grass when he has something to do. Ah... I'm talking about the grass of plants."

Xiao Lan resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "...you're more normal if you don't explain. What's his name?"

Tom said, "Hua Bei, he's very timid, he's afraid of life, and he didn't enter the game for a long time. When I died, he was probably just a junior. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say it again..."

Xiao Lan: "..."

What is a car god, probably such a person.

Xiao Lan said: "I saw a man named Huabei before. He stuttered a bit. His skills are related to plants. He can use plants to sense, create shields and stand-ins, right?"

Tom's eyes lit up and nodded excitedly: "Ah yes yes yes, is he okay?"

Xiao Lan: "He is already an intermediate player. At that time, we were matched to the same game field, and he also successfully cleared the game."

Tom laughed: "Hey, stupid brother has grown up too."

Xiao Lan looked at Tom carefully: "Are you brothers? Kiss?"

This social man of left Qinglong and right white tiger is nothing like that shy and shy herbivorous man.

Tom was anxious, he pointed to his eyes: "Look, look carefully, are our eyes exactly the same. One of us is like father and the other is like mother. We are not very similar in other places, but our eyes are the most similar."

Xiao Lan pulled out Hua Bei's face from the corner of his memory, and it seemed that the eyes were quite similar.

However, the eyes of the two are too different.

One had soft and shy eyes, and would dodge when he looked at anyone; the other seemed to stand at the pinnacle of all the gangsters in this street.

As a result, the two seem to have nothing in common.

Brother, what a wonderful existence.

Xiao Lan probed: "Your real name?"

It's not really a loan.

Tom's face fell down: "Flower... sixtieth..."

Maybe a loan would be better.

Xiao Lan praised against his will: "Good name..."

Sixty-six looked sad and angry: "My mother likes to eat seafood, so my father named our brother this name. In order to please his wife, this man is simply not a human being."

Sure enough, each family has its own story, and each has its own uniqueness.

The father of the pit baby is far more than one or two.

Sixtieth sighed: "That... Young Master, if you see Hua Bei again in the future, can you stop telling him that I am dead? The identities of Wushe members are kept secret. He doesn't know that I am also a player, so he thinks I am a player. I've been hanging out since I ran away from home."

"Let him think I'm still fooling around, maybe he won't remember me in a few decades..."

"Of course, he has to live until then."

Xiao Lan nodded: "Okay."

He wanted to say something to comfort the other party, but felt it was redundant, because words were useless in such a situation.

There is no way to bridge the gap between life and death.

The two fell into a brief silence.

Suddenly, Sixty-six raised his head and asked Xiao Lan, "Young Master, do you have a cigarette? I want to have one. I haven't smoked for a long time and I'm a little addicted to smoking. It's best to use the number 99 issued by the system, which is the most powerful."

"Sorry." Xiao Lan shook his head, he was a person who never smoked, "Why don't you wait for me for a while and I'll go to the system store to get it for you?"

As a system store that provides players with basic living materials, there are still things like cigarettes.

And although the name is called a store, it does not actually charge money, which is the conscience of the industry.

Sixtieth shook his head, his expression a little lonely: "Forget it, I'll just think about it, anyway, I'm not the real Sixtieth, I'm just a replica."

After leaving the training ground.

However, Xiao Lan walked to the system store by surprise, took a pack of No. 99 cigarettes and put them in his storage space.

He didn't know why, maybe it was because of the unexplainable regret in his heart.