Chapter 157 - Hua Jia

After meeting Xiao Chengyan, there has been a sense of urgency in Xiao Lan's mind for the last few days.

 

The most immediate consequence is that he spends more time in the training room or player training ground in his room, as if there is inexplicable pressure behind him to keep moving forward.

 

Today, Xiao Lan also visited the player training ground.

 

This time he chose to play against a random player.

 

The players recorded were all players who had ridden the Advent world, now long dead, but whose physical data had been preserved as a companion to other players.

 

Xiao Lan stood in the middle of the field, waiting for his new opponent to appear.

 

After a slight distortion in the space ahead, a figure gradually appeared there.

 

The man looked a little puzzled at first, and when he had taken a look around, he gave a self-deprecating smile, "This is a training ground, tsk tsk, it seems ...... I'm dead."

 

Looking across the table, Xiao Lan can't hide the surprise on her face.

 

This person is--

 

The man who was sent by Xiao Chengyan to look for Xiao Lan when he was fifteen years old.

 

He looks much taller and stronger than he did then.

 

The grey trench coat is casually tied around his waist and he wears only a black vest on top.

 

The exposed arms are muscular and the body is still tattooed with the left green dragon and the right white tiger, but the number of tattoos is much more than back then.

 

Since this man was one of Xiao Chengyan's men, he was also a member of Wu She.

 

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This means that he actually belongs to the elite level of senior players.

 

But more than a senior player, this man looks like a social punk who is well versed in all things food, drink and gambling.

 

A grounded feeling comes over you, not a nice person by any stretch of the imagination, even giving you a vague urge to call the police.

 

That's why Xiao Lan was so wary of him back then, and who could look at him like that and feel affectionate?

 

The man also saw Xiao Lan and raised his hand to wave in greeting.

 

His smile was eager with a little lewdness: "Yo~ Isn't this the young master? We've met before, do you remember me?"

 

Xiao Lan choked, "Young master ......?"

 

What kind of middle-grade name is that?

 

The man said, "You are the son of the boss, aren't you our young master, hahahahaha."

 

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

 

The other man gave a smug smile and said, "You're welcome young master, just call me Tom-Cruz-Leonardo Depp-Robert Bieber-Beckham, that's my English name."

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

Repeat it yourself if you dare?

 

The original owner will want to kill this guy when he finds out about this messy mix of first and last names.

 

Xiao Lan struggled to pick a more pronounced name from the lengthy list: "...... Tom, are all Wu She's talents like you?"

 

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Tom said, "Hey, it's average, not many are better than me."

 

He went on to say, "Basically all of us at Wu She have seen you, and we are curious about what the boss's son looks like~ But the boss won't let us appear in front of you mother and son, so we can only look in secret, and if the boss finds out we will be beaten to death by him. But sister-in-law is so pretty, it's a pity you don't look like her ......"

 

Xiao Lan: "...... I'd like to punch you now too."

 

Tom quickly waved his hands, "Eh eh eh, I'm just saying, I'm just saying, I definitely don't have anything against my sister-in-law!!!"

 

His voice suddenly became super small: "Those who dare to have one are being pulled by the boss to reclaim the land ......"

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

He suddenly thought of Cheng Wenyi, who had thrown his errant employees to the reclamation, and felt that reclamation was still an ancestral technique of their master and disciple.

 

There's no point in passing on such a crude style, is there?

 

Tom suddenly thought of something and sounded reminiscent: "You looked so pathetic back then, we tried to sneak you some money, but the boss wouldn't let us, he said 'if we can't live like this, what will we do afterwards?' ."

 

"Ugh ...... can be a real Spartan upbringing, I don't know why he's like that, he never talks about it and we don't dare ask."

 

Xiao Lan's expression was a bit complicated, so he hurriedly remedied the situation: "Don't be sad, the boss didn't want us to help you, but two loan sharks were planning to sack you quietly, and when the boss took a look, how could he bear it? Then he went straight up and beat them up, beat them up so badly that they would have been on the social news if we hadn't pulled them up."

 

"You see ...... it's called something like tiger poison not lion right? Hm ...... seems to be something wrong ......" Tom scratched his head trying to comfort Xiao Lan .

 

Due to the fact that his personal language system is so strange, if he were to curse he could do so for three days and nights, with all kinds of personal attacks at his fingertips, guaranteeing a steady flow of hatred, enough to make the other side doubt their lives.

 

But ...... comforting people is still a bit too hard for him.

 

Xiao Lan, however, understood the kindness of the other party and he couldn't help but smile: "Thank you."

 

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Tom rubbed his cockney head, "Alas, it's a pity we all cooled off before you came in, and it's a shame we couldn't back you up."

 

"Otherwise, when you go out, we'll stand in a row behind you as bodyguards, what a cool picture."

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

Thanks for the kind words, but the image is a little too racy.

 

He does not have Cheng Wenyi's penchant for being in the limelight.

 

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

 

Tom spread his hands out, "I don't remember, I'm just a replica, not really the person I was. The Advent world must have erased important memories when they were willing to release me."

 

"I can only vaguely remember that we were going to do something at the time and it was supposed to be something important."

 

"But by the looks of things, it's probably a failure ......"

 

Xiao Lan looks at the living man in front of him, a member of Wu She, who also died in that rebellion.

 

They are not even known to other players by name.

 

Xiao Lan suppressed the emotions that rose in his heart as he picked up his weapon: "Since we're meeting 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 that, but I'm pretty good, aren't I?"

 

Xiao Lan nods.

 

The members of Wu She, who have earned an all-round elite rating, are certainly no generalists.

 

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Getting guidance from the other side is very valuable for his now.

 

Tom smoothly pulled out a watermelon knife, which is standard for cubs who roam the streets.

 

The watermelon knife looks ordinary, but when it is in the hands of a Wu She member, no one will dare to underestimate it.

 

Unlike his oily punk appearance, he is all sharp and dangerous when he strikes.

 

Tom's figure disappeared in an instant, sprinting like a gust of wind to Xiao Lan's face.

 

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There is no fancy technique in his attack, it is all about the ruthlessness and relentlessness of the slash that strikes straight to the heart.

 

"Ding..."

 

The watermelon blade made a crisp sound as it met the bone edge.

 

The force coming from the knife made Xiao Lan feel a bit frightened, after the skill bonus, his own strength was already very strong, and the man opposite him was even above him!

 

And the plain-looking watermelon knife was no ordinary prop either, the Dalet flame only flowing over its surface for a moment before it had time to attach itself and was extinguished.

 

The battle was extremely fast-paced, with both sides striking without mercy and switching between attack and defence in a matter of moments.

 

The blade is always darting by the vitals, bringing the threat of death.

 

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

 

After recovering from his injuries by the training ground, Xiao Lan once again gripped his bone blade: "Again."

 

Tom picked up his knife: "Got balls."

 

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The battle resumes.

 

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

 

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

 

......

 

The battle was repeatedly restarted.

 

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

 

But he lasted longer and longer under his opponent, and in such battles he gained far more experience of than before.

 

Xiao Lan sat on the floor gasping for breath, for once feeling what it means to be as strong as a contract.

 

The Wu She guys are really something else.

 

Tom walked up to him with a playful smile, "Young master you are really something, you died so many times without blinking an eye, worthy of being the boss's son, this death, it has an air of power!"

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

Why does that not sound like a compliment?

 

Tom rubbed his hands and showed a pleasing smile: "That ...... young master ah ...... you see today we this is also considered friendship it ...... that ...... can you look at today's part, if you meet my brother in the future to help him out."

 

"You don't need to take him through, just ...... see that he's in danger and help out a little."

 

Xiao Lan agreed straight away, "Yes, what are the characteristics of your brother?"

 

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Tom picked at his cockney head, "It's a weak looking little stutterer who likes to play with grass when he has nothing to do. Ah ...... I mean the plant one, the grass."

 

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

 

Tom said, " Hua Bei, he was quite timid and scared of life, he hadn't been in the game long, he was probably only a beginner when I died, ah sorry, I didn't mean to say level and then say bar ......"

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

What does it mean to be a car god? That's probably what it means to be such a person.

 

Xiao Lan said, "I've seen a guy called Hua Bei before, he stutters a bit, his skills are plant related, he can use plants to sense, make shields and doubles right?"

 

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

 

Xiao Lan: "He was already an intermediate player when we were matched to the same playground and he cleared that one without any problems."

 

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

 

Xiao Lan looked closely at Tom: "Are you brothers? Kisses?"

 

This socialite with a green dragon on his left and a white tiger on his right is nothing like the shy, shy, herbivorous man.

 

Tom got anxious and pointed to his eyes, "Look, look closely, don't our eyes look exactly alike. One of us looks like Dad and one of us looks like Mum, the rest of us are not so much alike, but our eyes are the most alike."

 

Xiao Lan has pulled Hua Bei's face out of the nooks and crannies of his memory, and it seems that the eyes are quite similar.

 

But the difference in the eyes of these two men is just too much.

 

One is soft-eyed and shy, dodging when he looks at someone, while the other seems to be at the top of all the gangsters in the street.

 

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The result is that the two look like they have nothing in common.

 

What a wonderful existence, brother.

 

Xiao Lan tries, "Your real name?"

 

It can't really be a loan, can it?

 

Tom's face fell, "Hana ...... Hua Jia ......"

 

Maybe even a little better with debit.

 

Xiao Lan complimented against his will, "Great name ......"

 

Hua Jia looked sad: "My mother likes seafood, so my father named us brothers like this, to please his wife, this man is not even human."

 

As it happens, each family has its own story, and each has its own quirks.

 

There are also far more than one or two dads who have pitted their children.

 

Hua Jia sighed: "That ...... young master, if you ever see Hua Bei again, can you not tell him I'm dead? Wu She members' identities are kept secret, he doesn't know I'm also a player, he'll think I've been hanging out since I ran away from home back then."

 

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

 

"Of course, he'll have to live to see that."

 

Xiao Lan nodded, "Good."

 

He wanted to say something to comfort the other man, but felt that it was superfluous, as words were useless in such a situation.

 

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

 

A brief silence fell over the two men.

 

Suddenly Hua Jia looked up and asked Xiao Lan, "Do you have a cigarette, young master? I'd like to have one, I haven't smoked for a while and I'm a bit addicted to it.

 

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

 

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

 

And despite the name of the shop, there is actually no charge, which is the conscience of the industry.

 

Hua Jia shook her head, looking a little despondent: "Forget it, I'll just think about it, I'm not the real Hua Jia anyway, I'm just a replica."

 

After leaving the training ground.

 

Xiao Lan, however, ghosted over to the system shop, grabbed a pack of No. 99 cigarettes and put them in his storage space.

 

He didn't know why, perhaps it was for the indefinable bit of regret in his heart.

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