The contestant is too old, sister Zhou is crazy

Chapter 1015 Reaction

He is the "Black Snake", Zhao Jinlong.

"You're really quick to react, 'Moshen'." His voice was a little hoarse with a hint of metallic texture, full of teasing, "It seems that the LPL championship trophy has not made you dull."

Xu Mo didn't waste any words. His body turned into a straight line and rushed forward! The "special pen" in his hand spun in his palm, and a sharp blade flashing with blue electric light popped out from the tip of the pen.

Black Snake's pupils shrank suddenly. He didn't expect Xu Mo's speed and killing intent to be far beyond his expectations. He pulled out a peculiarly curved short knife from under his windbreaker and blocked Xu Mo's attack.

"Ding!"

The sound of metal clashing was particularly harsh on the silent rooftop.

The winner was decided immediately after the strike. Black Snake only felt a huge force coming from the blade, and his knuckles instantly went numb, and he took two steps back uncontrollably.

Xu Mo's attack was like a violent storm, continuous and uninterrupted. He did not use any fancy moves, each attack was aimed directly at the vital points, ruthless and precise, a fighting technique born entirely for killing. Black Snake was forced to retreat step by step by this violent attack, and his skills, which he was proud of, seemed so immature and ridiculous in front of this man.

He finally understood that the deaths of his men in the abandoned factory were not unjust at all.

"Madman!" Black Snake cursed, made a feint, and suddenly flipped his body backwards. At the same time, he took out a small ball from his pocket and smashed it hard on the ground.

"boom!"

A blinding light and a sharp noise erupted instantly, and even someone as strong-willed as Xu Mo couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment.

This is the moment!

Black Snake seized the opportunity and jumped off the edge of the roof without hesitation. But he did not fall to his death, as the sunroof of a black car that had been prepared for him opened below, and he fell into the car accurately.

"Xu Mo!" He left his last words through the loudspeaker in the car, his voice full of crazy laughter, "After so many years, you are still so easily irritated! Have you really forgotten the song of the Nightingale? We... will meet again soon!"

The engine roared, and the black car disappeared into the darkness of the industrial park in an instant like an arrow shot from a bow.

The strong light faded away, and Xu Mo regained his sight. He was the only one left on the rooftop, and those words almost froze his blood.

nightingale……

This name, buried deep in his memory and stained with blood and betrayal, was awakened again like a curse.

He slowly walked to where the black snake had just stood, his eyes fixed. On the ground, there was an inconspicuous object. It was not a bullet, nor a spare part, but a fingernail-sized hexagonal data chip made of special metal, with an emblem that he was very familiar with - a nightingale with its wings spread out, singing.

Xu Mo bent down and picked up the cold data chip with two fingers.

It turned out to be the case.

From the kidnapping of Xiran, to the trap in the abandoned factory, to the provocation in the finals and tonight's "game"...all of this was not accidental revenge.

This is an introduction.

A ghost from his past, a carefully designed prelude to drag him back into the dark abyss. And the black snake is just a knife in the ghost's hand, a messenger.

He clenched the chip in his hand, the cold touch seemed to pierce into his bones. The overwhelming murderous intent and anger, at this moment, all turned into bottomless calmness. He turned around and looked in the direction he came from - in that warehouse, there was still a light on for him, and someone was waiting for him to return.

He was no longer alone.

He can't afford to lose, and he will never lose again.

Xu Mo took out the communicator and his voice returned to its calmness: "Xiran, open the door."

When the heavy iron door of the warehouse opened again, Xi Ran saw a man with eyes darker than the night. There were no obvious scars on his body, but the exhaustion and heaviness that came from his bones made her feel extremely distressed.

He walked up to her, opened his palm, and placed the chip engraved with the Nightingale emblem in front of her.

"Help me check this thing."

Xiran looked at the strange chip, then looked at Xu Mo's bloodshot eyes. She didn't ask any more questions about "Nightingale", but just nodded heavily.

"it is good."

She knew that from this moment on, she was stepping into not only Xu Mo's inner world, but also his unknown past that was full of dangers.

And she was willing to fight alongside him.

The night is as dark as ink.

The air in the warehouse seemed to have solidified. The only sound was the crisp and rapid tapping of the keyboard under Xiran's fingertips. The small chip engraved with the Nightingale emblem was connected to a special reading device. On the screen, countless lines of frantic code rolled down like a waterfall, as if guarding an unspeakable secret.

"The encryption method is very strange," Xiran frowned, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, "It's not a simple mathematical encryption. It seems to be mixed with a biological wave sequence, like a living 'key'. Every time you try to crack it, it will reorganize its defense logic. This thing... it's 'thinking'."

Xu Mo stood behind her, not urging her, but just watching quietly. The violent murderous aura in him had completely subsided, settling into a dead silence more terrifying than the deep sea. He knew the origin of the chip, and even more so the difficulty of opening it. It was "their" exclusive technology, an emblem imprinted in every nightmare.

Time passed by minute by minute, and when the eastern sky began to glow again, Xiran suddenly stopped all movements.

"Found it!" Her voice trembled with excitement and fatigue. "I bypassed its main defense and found an isolated fragment file from a redundant data backup channel!"

On the screen, all the scrolling codes disappeared, leaving only a lonely file, lying there quietly.

The file name made Xu Mo's pupils shrink suddenly.

Lullaby of a nightingale.

"Open it." Xu Mo's voice was hoarse as if it had been polished by sandpaper.

Xi Ran hesitated for a moment. She could feel the huge impact this file name had on Xu Mo. But looking at his determined eyes, she still stretched out her slightly trembling hand and pressed the play button.

There was no encrypted information or instructions as expected. What came out of the speaker was a soft humming of a female voice.

It was a lullaby without lyrics, the melody was simple and warm, like moonlight on a tranquil lake, with a gentleness that could heal all pain. The woman singing had a steady breath, and one could imagine a satisfied and happy smile on her face.

However, this gentle melody was like an invisible sharp blade, piercing into Xu Mo's heart inch by inch. His body tensed up uncontrollably, and his joints made a slight "cracking" sound due to the force.

In front of his eyes, fragmented images appeared uncontrollably -

A courtyard full of white jasmine in the afternoon sun.

A girl in a white dress pinned a jasmine flower to his ear and said with a smile, "Amo, look, does he look like a little general?"

The warmth of her hands, the faint scent of jasmine on her body, the nights when she sang this lullaby to lull him to sleep...

And... that bloody evening, she fell in a pool of blood, and with her last bit of strength she said to him, "Live on..."

The humming of the lullaby stopped abruptly.

Instead, there was a short, suppressed sound of struggling and a scream that was forcibly muffled.

Finally, everything returned to the dead silence of electricity.

"Zi...Zi..."

The file has finished playing.

Inside the warehouse, it was so quiet that one could hear the sound of dust falling.

Xiran turned her head suddenly and saw Xu Mo, whom she had never seen before.

There was no expression on his face, but his eyes were frighteningly red. A hot tear slid uncontrollably from his always cold and sharp eyes, hit the cold floor, and shattered.

That is not sadness, but extreme pain and regret, condensed into blood and tears.

"'Nightingale'..." Xiran's voice was as light as a feather, "She..."

"Her name is Anya." Xu Mo finally spoke, his voice seemed to be squeezed out from the deepest part of his chest, with a tearing pain, "She is my...sister. She is also the one who sent me to hell with her own hands, and died to save me from hell."

This man who was hailed as a "god" on the court, this man who could single-handedly kill his way through a gangster's stronghold, now looked like a lost child, exuding endless fragility and loneliness.

Xiran's heart seemed to be grasped by a big hand, and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe. She said nothing, but stood up, opened her arms, and hugged him gently but firmly from the front.

She could feel his body stiffen and tremble at that moment. She leaned her head on his chest and whispered, "Xu Mo, you are not alone anymore."

Xu Mo was shocked.

He lowered his head and looked at the girl in his arms who was trembling but still hugged him with all her strength. Her warmth and breath were like a ray of light that penetrated the endless darkness and shone into the lake of his heart that had been frozen for many years.

After a long, long time, he raised his hand and hugged her back awkwardly.

"Black Snake is just a messenger." Xu Mo's voice gradually calmed down, but beneath that calmness was a more turbulent undercurrent. "They are back. They used Anya's voice as a declaration of war to tell me that the game of that year is not over yet. They want to see me collapse and go crazy."

He let go of Xiran, and his eyes became sharp and cold again, but within that coldness, there was a hint of warmth that needed to be protected.

"But I won't let them succeed."

He pulled the chip out of the reader and placed it in a metal box.

"This matter ends here. Before I find their lair, any rash actions will put you in danger."

He looked at Xiran and said very seriously: "Leave the rest to me. And you, go back to the sunshine, back to where you belong."

Two weeks later, Busan, South Korea.

The flames of the MSI Mid-Season Championship have spread across this coastal city, with top teams from all over the world gathering here to compete for the highest honor in the first half of the year.

Inside the competition venue, the lights were bright as day and the crowd was bustling. On the huge screen, the logos of RNG and the legendary Korean team T1 were burning, foreshadowing that a peak showdown like Mars hitting the Earth was about to take place.

"Dear audience! Welcome to the semi-finals of this MSI! Today's two teams are the LPL Spring Split champion RNG and the LCK champion T1!" Wawa's voice was full of passion on the commentary stand. "The focus of this game will undoubtedly be the mid-lane duel! 'Mo Shen' versus 'Faker'! The clash of the new king and the old god, who will dominate the Summoner's Rift?"

The atmosphere in the backstage lounge was tense and solemn.

Uzi was doing the final stretch, mumbling the tactics. The other players were also closing their eyes and resting, adjusting their states.

Xu Mo sat quietly in the corner with his eyes closed, no emotion visible on his face.

Xi Ran came over. She is now a specially hired data analyst for the RNG club. She handed Xu Mo a bottle of warm water without saying anything, but gave him encouragement with her eyes.

Xu Mo opened his eyes, took the water, and nodded slightly to her.

In the past two weeks, they seemed to have a tacit understanding. He temporarily sealed up the dark past and devoted himself to the preparation for the game. Xi Ran, in his spare time, used his powerful information processing ability to quietly analyze the clues about "Black Snake" and the mysterious organization without alerting anyone.

They all knew that the game in front of them was more than just an e-sports competition.

For Xu Mo, this is the "light" that he must uphold. The higher he stands, the brighter he shines, and the more he can protect the people behind him.

"It's time to go on the court!" the coach clapped his hands.

The five RNG members stood up and walked towards the stage that everyone was paying attention to.

Game start.

At this moment, Xu Mo's pupils suddenly shrank.

His gaze passed through the dazzling stage lights and fell on a corner of the audience.

A man in a black hoodie is looking down, seemingly looking at his phone, but on his raised arm, an inconspicuous tattoo flashes by.

It was a nightingale with its wings spread out, singing.

The man seemed to notice Xu Mo's gaze. He slowly raised his head and gave him a cold and weird smile.

"Om-"

Xu Mo's mind went blank in an instant.

But there is no time to think too much because the bp has begun.

RNG (Blue):

Top laner (Letme): Kennen, Heart of Fury.

Jungler (Karsa): Jarvan IV, the prince of Demacia. He has strong ganking ability in the early stage, and his ultimate skill "Heaven Collapse" is a powerful weapon for starting a team fight.

Mid laner (Xu Mo): Desert Emperor-. A late-game core with the ability to continuously damage the enemy and change the battlefield with the "Wall of Imperial Guards".

ADC (Uzi): Kaisa, the Daughter of the Void. Possessing high burst and flexible harvesting capabilities.

Support (Ming): Huanling-Luo. Has excellent team-opening and protection abilities, and can form a perfect combo with Prince and Kennen.

T1 (Red Square):

Top laner (Zeus): Ornn, the Hidden Flame of the Mountain. A solid frontline with strong control and strategic value in upgrading equipment for the team.

Oner: Lee Sin. A tempo driver with high flexibility, good at invading the jungle and creating opportunities.

Mid laner (Faker): LeBlanc, the Deceiver. Assassin mage, has strong laning suppression ability, and is good at roaming and single-shot killing.

ADC (Gumayusi): Arrow of Punishment - Varus. Long reach, strong consumption ability, and the ultimate skill "Corruption Chain" is a powerful teamfight initiator.

Support (Keria): The representative of the Dawn Goddess-Leona's control chain, who can exert deadly online suppression in cooperation with Varus.

The game officially begins.

The first ten minutes were a textbook, breathtaking clash of LPL and LCK styles. (End of this chapter)