Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 1183 Alien World (95)

Back in Hailong Community, Pang Xiaonan carried things into the kitchen with big bags and small bags, and said to Zhang Yao: "You buy so much food, but don't expect me to cook for you every day, I'm very busy , seldom go home, today is a coincidence for you."

"If you don't cook for me every day, then you can finish all these dishes for me today!" Zhang Yao looked at Pang Xiaonan with a smile, and licked a popsicle in his hand, "Otherwise, put it in the refrigerator for a long time." What a waste."

Pang Xiaonan put the dishes on the dining table decadently, thinking that Zhang Yao really took him as his servant.He turned around angrily and said to Zhang Yao: "Okay, I will finish all these dishes at once today, so that you will be full!"

After all, it is impossible for Pang Xiaonan to finish all the dishes, because two people can't eat much after all, and it would be a waste to cook too much. Pang Xiaonan only cooked 5 dishes in total, one braised fish nugget and one cold snail , a wild vegetable salad, a stuffed tofu, a borscht, and another pot of rice. It took less than an hour before and after, and the meal was on the table.

"Wow, it's so rich!" Zhang Yao gave Pang Xiaonan a thumbs up when he ate such a combination of meat and vegetables for the first time, "It turns out that you can not only cook Chinese dishes, but also foreign dishes."

"Now that the world is integrated, there is no distinction between China and foreign countries. Just eat it." Pang Xiaonan ignored Zhang Yao's fuss, and first made a bowl of borscht and started drinking it.

"Aren't you a gentleman, and you don't make me a bowl of soup!" Zhang Yao looked at Pang Xiaonan angrily, she had already dropped the chopsticks in her hand, and started to eat a piece of braised fish.

"Damn it, I cooked the meal for you and served it on the table, and you still want me to serve you, how can you marry such a lazy woman like you!" Forget about hurting this spoiled young lady.

"Hmph! People who want to marry me have lined up for several kilometers, and it's not your turn!" Zhang Yao chewed the fish piece fiercely, and retorted at Pang Xiaonan.

"It's better not to be my turn. Hurry up and find a rich young man to marry, so that you can enjoy the delicacies of mountains and seas every day!" Pang Xiaonan bypassed someone. He knew that Zhang Yao didn't like the young man, so he wanted to send her to the young man. push.

"Hey," Zhang Yao suddenly felt sad, stopped her chopsticks, and sat up straight, "Now this young master is almost breaking the threshold of my house, and my parents are always urging me to go back. What do you think I should do?" After speaking, she looked at Pang Xiaonan anxiously, hoping that Pang Xiaonan could give her some advice.

Pang Xiaonan was most afraid of such a scene. He could argue easily, but he was afraid that the girl would look innocent to him. He quickly changed the subject and said, "You said in the morning that Nangong Jim hired a killer to deal with me. Tell me what happened."

As soon as Pang Xiaonan mentioned the killer, Zhang Yao became serious, and said seriously: "This is probably true. You have humiliated him several times in a row, and you have extorted millions from him. He holds a grudge, so it must be To take revenge, I heard from the woman next to him that he has paid a lot of money to hire a top killer to take your life."

"What kind of killer?" Pang Xiaonan was deeply touched by Nangong Jim's small belly. He thought that the killer Nangong Jim hired this time must be fierce and powerful, at least stronger than the high-level martial arts killer from Borneo last time. It will be difficult to deal with.

"It is said that he is the top killer on the killer list." Zhang Yao frowned, with a lot of worry on his face, "I don't know what the killer list is, but it is definitely not easy. This time, Nangong Jim is determined to win. , to put you to death."

Pang Xiaonan's soup slowed down, and he also felt the seriousness of the problem this time. He was still a little confident in dealing with unarmed gangsters, but if he encountered those desperadoes who made a living by killing, he would be more confident. No confidence to win.

"When did you get the news?" Pang Xiaonan wanted to determine the time when the danger would come, so that he could make complete preparations.

"I also heard about it two days ago. I sent you a message as soon as I heard about it, but you didn't reply to me." Zhang Yao didn't eat, and was waiting for Pang Xiaonan's reaction.

"Well, then I will start to prepare well." Pang Xiaonan thought that what should come will always come, this time we can't give Nangong Jim the opportunity to call for foreign aid, otherwise it will be endless to deal with, and I don't know when is the end.

The only solution seems to be to uproot the Nangong family so that they will never have a chance to stand up again.

"Do you want me to come forward and help you solve this trouble?" Zhang Yao looked at Pang Xiaonan sincerely, after all, he was the one who pulled Pang Xiaonan into dangerous situations again and again.

"You come forward, how do you come forward?" Pang Xiaonan filled a bowl of rice and handed it to Zhang Yao, "If you promise to marry Nangong Jim, he might just let it go, no, even if you marry Nangong Jim, he will treat you As a thorn in my side, I will still find an opportunity to kill me, after all, I am his rival in love."

Pang Xiaonan's analysis was correct. With Nangong Jim's character of vengeance, no matter what Zhang Yao did, he would never let him go.

"I can compromise with my family," Zhang Yao finally said the final plan, "With my family's influence, there is still a lot of confidence that organizing Nangong Jim will be bad for you."

"Forget it," Pang Xiaonan said with a wave of his hand, "I'm not used to relying on women, don't worry, this time, I will definitely teach Nangong Jim a lesson, and save him from always having the opportunity to trouble me."

"What are you going to do?" Although Zhang Yao is very confident in Pang Xiaonan's kung fu, but this time Nangong Jim has used the top killer on the killer list after all. He is in the dark and Pang Xiaonan is in the open. If the other party has advanced As for weapons, Pang Xiaonan is more ominous than ominous.

"I plan," Pang Xiaonan served himself a bowl of rice, thought for a while, then looked up at Zhang Yao, "I plan to buy a handy weapon, so that it doesn't matter whether the opponent is unarmed or armed. Well, like with a gun, I can also have a weapon to fight back."

"Are you going to buy a gun?" Zhang Yao's eyes widened, because it's really a good idea to carry a gun for self-defense. "Do you have a gun license?"

In China, you need a gun license to buy a gun. Zhang Yao has never seen Pang Xiaonan play with a gun, and thought that Pang Xiaonan must not have a gun license, "Can you play with a gun?"

"Hehe, you can learn it if you don't know it." Pang Xiaonan put a piece of tofu into the bowl, and began to savor the food carefully. "Shooting a gun is not a very complicated thing, it is still simpler than our quantum mechanics." He is I don't want to tell Zhang Yao that he is already a senior employee of the Black Mamba, and he has just undergone closed training for so many days, what guns does he not know how to use?

"Okay, if you have any difficulty in obtaining a gun license, I will find a way." This is the best way Zhang Yao can think of to help Pang Xiaonan deal with gunmen.

"Okay, let's eat and eat." Pang Xiaonan made a secret decision in his heart, stopped discussing the killer with Zhang Yao, and started to concentrate on eating.

After eating and sending Zhang Yao away, Pang Xiaonan called Bei Dajun, "Old Bei, can we be equipped with guns when we are not on missions?" Pang Xiaonan thought that as a member of the Black Mamba, the Black Mamba There are so many ready-made pistols in the Mamba's armory, why not just ask the organization to apply for one?

"No," it's a pity that Bei Dajun's answer was decisive. "The black mamba's weapons will only be equipped when going out on missions. There are firearms management regulations that must be complied with."

"Oh, that's right." Pang Xiaonan was a little disappointed, his wish to use a free pistol came to nothing.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" Bei Dajun expected that Pang Xiaonan's life must be in danger, so he made this request to him.

"I did it just in case, and I was afraid that someone would assassinate me." Pang Xiaonan didn't hide anything, and told the story of someone hiring an assassin to kill him.

"That's it." Bei Dajun pondered for a moment, and gave Pang Xiaonan an idea, "If you need a firearm, I can recommend you to a place to buy it, but I suggest you not bring a firearm with you."

"Why?" Pang Xiaonan felt that as the chief instructor of the Black Mamba, Bei Dajun must have some valuable opinions for reference.

"It's very simple. Firearms are not easy to carry, and they are easy to expose." Bei Dajun pointed out the shortcomings of carrying guns. "You see those bodyguards in movies, they will try their best to hide their weapons. You are a student. Isn't it too obvious to walk around the city with a gun, even if someone wants to kill you, they will do it when you don't have a weapon in your hand."

"Then can I prepare a gun at home, if the killer comes to my house to attack me, I will be prepared." Pang Xiaonan is worried about protecting Xiong Junjun or guests at his house, such as Zhao Sijiajia. It's kind of safe to have a gun.

"Please, you live in Hailong Community," Bei Dajun said disapprovingly, "Don't talk about killers, it's not easy for a mosquito to fly in. Have you forgotten who lives next door to you?" Hailong Community is the security force of Huahai City The strongest community, otherwise there would not be so many political and business officials living here.

"No matter how safe a community is, there will be loopholes. What if the killer dives from the sea? What if he parachutes from the sky? What if he disguises himself as a staff member and sneaks in?" Pang Xiaonan has a rich imagination. Those professional killers, there are 100 ways to get to you.

"If they attack you in this way, it must be difficult to carry weapons, right?" Bei Dajun's analysis makes sense. Pang Xiaonan watched a movie, but the actual situation is much more complicated. Into the water? "Besides, even if a killer comes to your neighborhood to kill you, don't you still have solid doors and windows? With your skill, you can react."

"Then what is your suggestion?" Pang Xiaonan saw that Bei Dajun did not recommend preparing firearms, and thought that you must have a better way.

"I suggest you to build some hidden weapons, which are much more practical than firearms." Bei Dajun is worthy of being the chief instructor of the Black Mamba. Although he is familiar with the advantages of various firearms, he is not superstitious about firearms, and he can also understand the advantages of hidden weapons.

"Hidden weapon, what hidden weapon, something like a flying knife?" Pang Xiaonan finally realized what Bei Dajun meant.

"That's right, think about it, with your skill, is playing with flying knives the same concept as playing with guns? It's nothing more than using fast weapons to win." Bei Dajun analyzed clearly, "More importantly, flying knives The knife is easy to carry, you can hide it in your belt, you can hide it in your trouser pocket, and you can take it out to cut fruit, cut nails, and trim your leg hair when you have nothing to do..."

"Damn, you're here to ask about weapons, can you be more serious?" Pang Xiaonan was annoyed at Bei Dajun's big brain.

"Anyway, that's what I mean. Concealed weapons are more convenient than firearms, and the lethality is about the same for you." Bei Dajun stopped teasing, and said solemnly, "As for whether you choose firearms or concealed weapons, it is your own business. If you want to buy a gun, I can introduce you to it, and if you want to build a hidden weapon, I have a place."

"Okay, let me think about it first." Pang Xiaonan hung up the phone, and seriously thought about Bei Dajun's suggestion.

He first came to the kitchen and found a fruit knife. He picked up the fruit knife and gestured, "Well, this knife is a little longer, let's try it first."

Pang Xiaonan took another apple out of the refrigerator, and then he took a fruit knife and an apple into the practice room.

Pang Xiaonan placed the apple on the back of the bench, the back was slightly tilted, and he spent a lot of effort to ensure that the apple would not fall from the top of the back.

After placing the apples, he walked ten meters away, staring at the apple without blinking, holding the handle of the fruit knife with his right hand, concentrating on it, and after breathing a few times, suddenly his right hand was thunderous. With a wave forward, the fruit knife flew towards the apple like an arrow from the string.

"Pfft!" The fruit knife was deeply inserted into the bench, and the apple fell down due to the vibration of the chair, and hit the ground heavily, leaving a scar.

"Damn, I didn't aim!" Pang Xiaonan walked to the side of the bench regretfully, pulled out the fruit knife vigorously, and bent down to pick up the apple.

The apple was a bit rotten, but overall it was still in good condition. Pang Xiaonan tried his best to stand the apple on the back of the bench again. It wasn't until the apple didn't move that Pang Xiaonan returned to the place where he threw the fruit knife for the first time.

This time he didn't dare to be careless, he stared at the apple for a full half a minute, injected spiritual power into the fruit knife in his hand, and activated his spiritual consciousness to cover the apple.

Pang Xiaonan felt the position of the apple with his spiritual sense, and then he closed his eyes. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, raised his right hand quickly, and swung the fruit knife, all in one go.

The fruit knife was like a shooting star, flying towards the apple as if it had eyes. With a "snap", the fruit knife hit the apple, and the apple was torn apart by the fruit knife, and the juice splashed everywhere.

"I hit it!" Pang Xiaonan was a little excited. It was his first time playing with this throwing knife. He didn't expect to hit the target twice, and he didn't aim at it. He relied entirely on his spiritual sense.

Pang Xiaonan walked over, checked the apple residue on the ground, and found that the hit apple was completely split, it didn't look like it was cut by a fruit knife, it seemed to have the same effect as being hit by a bullet, "It seems that this The move is still very powerful, with my current skill and the blessing of spiritual power, if hitting an apple has this effect, then it should be similarly powerful when hitting a human."

Pang Xiaonan picked up the fruit knife again, the knife was still the same knife, but because of the strong impact, although it hit the apple, after all, the apple was injured so badly, killing [-] people and hurting [-], the blade was a bit bent, "It seems that this fruit knife is still not easy to use as a throwing knife. If you want to make a hidden weapon, you need to use harder materials."

Pang Xiaonan swept the apple residue into the trash can, sat on the bench with a fruit knife, and thought hard about what material to use to make the hidden weapon, that is, the flying knife.What Bei Dajun said is correct, if you have a few small flying knives handy, it will be more convenient than carrying a gun on your body, and it will be more unexpected and better to deal with the enemy.

"Iron skin is not enough," Pang Xiaonan looked at the fruit knife in his hand, which is made of stainless steel, and it is still vulnerable to a single blow. I can only use alloys, but where can I find this alloy, and I don’t understand the principle of metal synthesis.”

Pang Xiaonan leaned back on the back of the chair, looked up at the ceiling, and thought about the relationships he knew who could understand materials science.

Suddenly, he remembered that there was a big stone on the second floor. "By the way, the spirit stone can be used!" Pang Xiaonan snapped his fingers excitedly, jumped up, rushed to the second floor, and dragged the big spirit stone out from under the bed in his bedroom.

Where the palm touched, surging spiritual power poured into Pang Xiaonan's fingertips, making him feel extremely spiritual. "Yes, let's use spirit stones to make flying knives! This spirit stone is not only hard enough, but also has sufficient spiritual power. It can communicate with my spiritual power accurately, and it can hit the target more accurately."

As soon as he said it, Pang Xiaonan found a chainsaw, plugged it in, and started cutting this huge spiritual stone on the balcony on the second floor.

The chainsaw made a loud "sizzling" sound when it cut the Lingshi. Fortunately, the night was not yet deep, otherwise the neighbors would complain.

After about 10 minutes of cutting, Pang Xiaonan cut off one-third of this huge spirit stone. Pang Xiaonan sat down on the ground, picked up the one-third-sized spirit stone and looked at it. The black crystal is about the same size as the Lingshi he bought at the Stone Gambling Conference, "Well, it's enough."

Pang Xiaonan sat up from the ground, took the cut spiritual stone, walked to the sofa and sat down, he stroked the black crystal, felt the vigorous spiritual power, thinking in his heart: "The material is Now, where do you go to shoot the throwing knife? Why don’t you try to sharpen it yourself?”

It was already late at this time, and the little stars were shining on the terrace, and the black crystals also reflected a little bit of charming light under the starlight. Pang Xiaonan was fascinated by it, and suddenly, he thought of a person, "Yes, Go see him tomorrow."

The next morning, Pang Xiaonan was still asleep when he suddenly felt the door of his house open. This was because his spiritual awareness had been getting stronger and stronger during this time, and he was always worried about what Zhang Yao said was hired by Jim Nangong. The killer came to assassinate, so he deliberately strengthened his precautions against the surrounding breath fluctuations.

However, after his spiritual knowledge detection, this is an old friend, Zhao Sijiajia came to practice.

Because he has been sparring with Zhao Sijiajia for a long time, Pang Xiaonan is more sensitive to Zhao Sijiajia's breath and senses. It happened that he didn't feel sleepy either, so he jumped up from the bed and walked downstairs with vigorous steps. .

Just as Pang Xiaonan went down the stairs, he bumped into Zhao Sijiajia who was coming towards him.

Zhao Sijiajia came from the door, and Pang Xiaonan's descending stairs happened to be at right angles to the way she came, so the two bumped into each other. So he put away his posture and asked curiously, "When did you come back?"

Pang Xiaonan touched his nose and said, "I came back last night."

"Humph, why don't you tell me when you come back?" Zhao Sijiajia had always complained about Pang Xiaonan's leaving without saying goodbye, but now that Pang Xiaonan didn't say hello to him when he came back, he really didn't take himself seriously.

"Oh, anyway, we have to meet every morning when we come back, so what's there to talk about?" Pang Xiaonan ignored Zhao Sijiajia and went straight to the kitchen to pour some water.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Sijiajia followed Pang Xiaonan into the kitchen.

"What do you care about me doing so much, you don't allow me to have a little secret?" Pang Xiaonan picked up a large cylindrical kettle from the table, poured a glass of water into his glass with a splash, and then gurgled Drank a whole glass of water.

"You think I'm willing to take care of you, hum, it's just boring to practice alone. If you don't come back, I don't even want to come here." Zhao Sijiajia leaned back on the dining table, supported the table with both hands, and complained to Pang Xiaonan.

Pang Xiaonan turned his head to look at Zhao Sijiajia, "I'm surprised, do you have someone to accompany you to practice every day when you grow up so old? You still have to comprehend by yourself most of the time, right?"

"I've already passed the stage of my comprehension, and I just need someone to accompany me!" Zhao Sijiajia puffed up her chest and glared at Pang Xiaonan unreasonably.Although her breasts are not big, they are firm and round, and she looks like a Lianjiazi at first glance.

"Okay, okay, practice with you, practice with you, let's go." Pang Xiaonan put his arm around Zhao Sijiajia's shoulder, pointed to the direction of the practice room with the other hand, and led Zhao Sijiajia to the practice place involuntarily.

Zhao Sijiajia was embraced by Pang Xiaonan, and she couldn't help feeling a strange feeling in her heart. She had never felt this kind of feeling before. She only felt a little fever on her face, a little fluctuating heart, and a little shortness of breath.

Pang Xiaonan seemed to be hugging Huang Minghu, and said as he walked, "I said Jiajia, you haven't gone to class during this time, have you? What do you do at home every day? Are you bored?"

"What can I do? Practice in the morning, take a nap at noon, read books and watch movies in the afternoon, and at night..." Zhao Sijiajia glanced at Pang Xiaonan, and said in a weak voice, "Just look at the stars at night and be in a daze."

"Looking at the stars?" Pang Xiaonan looked at Zhao Sijiajia suspiciously, and then gave a thumbs up, "This is the realm. As expected of a big star, I have started watching the sky at night to understand life. I want to learn from you!"

"Okay, then if you have nothing to do at night, come to my place, and I will show you the stars!" Zhao Sijiajia broke free from Pang Xiaonan's arm, and quickly ran towards the practice room.

(End of this chapter)