The night before departure, Brian and Alston called a meeting to reiterate the details of the mission and the principles to be followed.

Corona sneered, "Uncle, you've been getting more and more cautious lately, just a little poor country? Do you need to be so careful? ”

Brian didn't initially arrange for Corona to participate in the operation, and after a week of training, Coruna, who had accompanied Marpel to South Africa, suddenly turned back and discovered the secret. She throws a tantrum and complains that Brian doesn't trust her. The Doctor relented, only to be relieved when Reg repeatedly assured her safety.

The training lasted more than a month, during which they were introduced to the latest high-tech equipment that had not yet been made public, how to work with military agents, and of course, more importantly, how to ensure safety in the event of a failed mission or capture. How do you keep it a secret? They've flown many missions before, never before, and need to lay out and train so far in advance.

The training was boring, and everyone except Ian, Nanyi, and Cicelie was still full of passion, because it meant that Harley Tyrannosaurus motorcycles, Givenchy, and Patek Philippe watches were beckoning to them.

Reg is even more passionate, and in order to live up to the title of Christianberg boss, he is active in every corner of the castle, controlling every detail of training, ensuring that he is always at the center of vision and is always the protagonist. Born into a poor family in a poor South American country, he came to Kleistburg at the age of 16, and now 13 years later, he is the 'big brother' of the second generation of the castle, and often boasts of being the supreme king of "many disasters and difficulties, and a hundred hardships are tempered into steel". Reg was a keen speaker and recited cautionary quotes, especially Shakespeare's. Although he didn't read much, and he didn't have the patience to read almost a single masterpiece, let alone Shakespeare, Reg felt that using his power as a Google user was a help to Google's development.

The training went smoothly under the command of Regg. When everything was ready, it was late July, and the mission performers were leaving for Beijing, China, in their new capacities.

After a few days in Beijing, they will board a Boeing 787 flying from Beijing to the capital of country H. It was a red-eye flight, and the passenger list was as small as usual, young and old, men and women, from all over the world, and it didn't look any different than usual. But if you enter the cabin and take a closer look, you will find that there are many men dressed in ordinary and low-key clothes, but they are very tall and athletic.

Not more than a minute, not less than a second, Nan Yi entered the cabin door at the last moment when the boarding gate was about to close, and Ian, Regg, Coronna, Ceceli, Sanjay, Yoshida Masao, Andre, Bertelem, and Bonita were all seated in their respective seats.

After a few gentle "hi" sounds, Corona couldn't help but stand up, grinning her flaming red lips and waving at him. Her big, wavy blond hair rustled against her black biker leather coat.

The others were silent, as if they had never known each other. This is one of the principles that Brian emphasized before leaving: in order to avoid follow-up and investigation after the fact, after leaving the castle, there should be no contact with each other in any form.

Nan Yi passed Corona without squinting and sat down in the back row, where two young black men in student attire whistled at the disappointed Coruna. Reg picked up the water bottle in his hand and smashed it at the two youths. The water bottle hit one of them impartially, and the young man was about to get up to fight back, but a middle-aged Chinese lady with glasses in the other row got up and drank it.

Corona chuckled and shook her head: Fortunately, the water bottle was empty, but fortunately, before leaving, the second principle that Brian emphasized was that after leaving Kleistburg, he was absolutely not allowed to use superpowers except for missions, otherwise the young man-

Next, the gentle flight attendant of country H made a safety demonstration, Ian flew at the beautiful little flight attendant, the plane took off, climbed, everything was normal.

After the plane entered the cruising altitude, the middle-aged Chinese lady wearing glasses stood up first, she rushed to the cabin and clapped her hands, and the old man and woman in the cabin stood up one after another, lining up and walking to the business class in front. The little stewardess followed, and as she passed Ian's seat, her fingers gently brushed over Ian's shoulder. Everything was done in silence and in an orderly manner, and when the personnel had passed, the door between the two cabins was completely locked.

Two young black men and other men stood up, ripping off their hats and suits from their heads, revealing their stout arms, which had been specially trained. The young man looked at Corona and Ian in surprise and questioning, and he deliberately shook his muscles, and with a look of disdain, he hit back at these seemingly pampered young ladies and boys.

A man in his thirties softly summoned the strong men together for what seemed to be a brief meeting.

There was a buzz from among them, and many of them turned their heads and looked angrily at the crowd in Christenburg.

“what?!”“ are you kidding me?!” The voices came and went.

Finally, the voices were silenced by the man in his thirties. The brawny men dispersed, and they returned to their previous seats, angrily and exaggeratedly, dragging out the toolbox that had been hidden under their seats. They activated the drill to remove some of the seats in the middle of the cabin and lifted the carpet to reveal a hidden hatch on the floor.

Under the hatch, there is the luggage compartment, but this luggage compartment is clearly modified: at the bottom of the belly there is a spaceship-like decompression chamber, which is intended for high-altitude jumping. The brawny men jumped into the baggage compartment and took out the numbered combat uniforms from a large box and distributed them to everyone, and they skillfully and quickly put on the special uniforms, revealing their proud capital - professional agents.

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After the agents jumped into the baggage compartment, there were only the ten young ladies and their sons left in the economy class. The taboo was lifted, and Ian let out a long breath and spoke first: "I must have boarded the wrong plane." ”

Regg proudly explained: "This flight is specially prepared for us, and it is safe only if the Chinese plane passes over country C and will not be closely monitored." All the passengers on the plane are carefully selected agents, don't underestimate the middle-aged Chinese lady at the beginning, she is the CIA's station chief in China..."

"But how do I feel like I'm walking into The Stonewall Inn in New York, or backstage at an Art School fashion show." Ian interrupted the self-righteous Regg.

Andre and Bertelem laughed, they glanced at the eldest patriarch Nanyi, looked at Reg, Ciceli, Sanjay and Yoshida, and secretly pursed their lips and smiled. Sanjay and Yoshida glared angrily, but they didn't dare to attack because of the presence of the eldest parent. Ciceli, who was wearing a silver trench coat, looked down, and the inside corner of the dress really had the Art School logo, and she immediately blushed.

"Let's change your clothes! You're so cheap! Corona threw the combat uniforms they had prepared for her brother to her brother, and she frowned at Nan Yi who was looking out the window, trying to figure out the lonely silhouette.

"Principal-" Ian looked at Corona and moved to Nan Yi's side with a hippie smile, Nan Yi looked back at him slightly, Ian had to inch in: "Brother Nan, buddy, tell your buddy not to be angry, right?" Little by little, he tried to break through Nanyi's defenses.

Seeing that Nan Yi's barrier was lax, he began to be presumptuous: "Dude, we are out on a mission, and you put on a poker face, it is easy to make people suspicious." In China, we have to follow the customs of the locals, go deep into the masses, take root in the people, and mingle with the masses like the Communist Party of China, understand? ”

The first in Klesterburg actually rode on the head of the eldest patriarch and educated Principal Nan, and everyone held their breath. However, the poker face nodded silently with an unprecedented humility. The atmosphere in the cabin instantly relaxed.

"What's wrong with Art School! What we wear is our freedom, and sexual choice is our freedom! Sanjay and Yoshida couldn't hold back and protested in the back row.

"What is an Art School?" Reg looked confused.

"Who knows? Know there is a prize! Ian clapped his hands and shouted.

Everyone grinned but refused to accept it, but Nan Yi explained as he did in the past: "ARTSCHOOL is a unisex brand based in London, funded by Fashion East. In the 2019 London Fashion Week menswear show, designer duo Eden Loweth and Tom Barratt's group of models showcased a raucous modernist design that depicts an emotional expression without rules and attempts to break down genderless boundaries. ”

Everyone laughed, and Ian became even more proud, and he said to Reg in a weird way: "Congratulations on your successful interpretation of Art School's "non-binary gender", which is even more exciting than the Art School fashion show!"

"What is non-binary?" Reg was still confused.

Nan Yi turned her face and added seriously: 'Non-binary gender' refers to non-male and non-female, that is, intersex people..."

"How dare you slander me as intersex?!" Regg's roar interrupted the principal's teaching, and Nam Yi looked innocent, throwing down his combat uniform and rolling up his sleeves in front of Ian.

"Be quiet! Don't look at the occasion either! Ian scolded: "There is no boss to be the boss, the principal of the scholar Nan - that cold and noble, is the domineering president of the domineering president-" The slut hit two more shots, but his bullets naturally had no effect on the iceberg, and a 'boss' made Reg lose before he could get into the ring. Reg grinned twice on his thick lips, puffing up his pecs again.

Only Cicely, who was not shot, looked annoyed, Ian turned around in an exaggerated fancy way, and said with a hippie smile to Cicely: "Why is it that such a cheesy dress makes some people wear the style of future soldiers, who relies on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, I see the opposite, it is clothes on people and saddles on horses, hehe." ”

Cicelie painted bat-shaped smoky eye makeup today, and the Art School silver trench coat made her look a little cyberpunk Cicely glanced at Ian, her cheeks flushed with a hint of ruddy, and after her eyelashes trembled a few times, she still said with a cold face: "Who is rare, let's talk about this with the flight attendant just now." ”

Ian was cold, he returned to Reg and continued to say, "I didn't say you! Read more books, study more online, Google can teach you Shakespeare's famous sentences, Jenna Jameson and Sora Aoi's chest, there is a lot to learn! Look at Principal Rennan, that knowledge is basically a walking living dictionary, a humanoid Google. But, my most esteemed Headmaster, allow me to make a small suggestion—"

Nan Yi had a sideways face with a noncommittal expression. So Ian continued: "It's true that there is Yan Ruyu in the book, but Yan Ruyu can't teach you the feeling of your heartbeat, let alone you-" He winked at Corona, Corona nodded hurriedly but didn't know how to answer, Ian squinted at her and sighed, "Hi! Never mind! He turned back to Regg: "Rege, I really can't take it anymore!" Can you change your pants?! ”

"What's wrong with my pants?" Reg still looked stupid. All eyes turned to Regg's lower body: under the steampunk jacket - a pair of tight white bell bottoms studded with Swarovski crystals. Reg pouted his buttocks, and the line under his crotch was delicate and huge.

"You're worse than wearing skinny leather pants, okay?" Ian stretched out his hand from the half-worn combat uniform, and said, "Wear" ARTSCHOOL, and white bell bottoms covering the hips, the most dirty thing is that there are still diamonds there! It's—" Ian shook his head: "An insult to the pure masters!" ”

Reg finally understood, and everyone burst into laughter. "Ian! I'll kill you! He roared and rushed towards Ian.

"Sister! Corona-" Ian didn't dodge either, and shouted "Coruna!" That made Reg freeze.