"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Mo Yun swore a promise.

Peony still wanted to grind it, but Mo Yun just looked down at the flower and didn't pay attention to her anymore.

She can only give up, as long as Mo Yun refuses to speak, then she will not open her mouth no matter what.

"It's so boring," Peony squatted down and gently ** the white peony, these graceful and luxurious flowers are usually taken care of by her, "Why can't I travel at will, it's really boring to stay in this place all the time...... Well? ”

She seemed to remember something, and a wicked smile welled up on the corner of her mouth.

"It looks like 'that' is going on sale recently, so I have to find a chance to buy it."

The sound of water sounded in the bathroom.

Yan Qingcheng took a bath towel to wrap his wings around and rinsed his body with cold water; The temperature in Liang Xingbei's area is not high, only about ten degrees, but he is not afraid of catching a cold at all, for the Yi clan, minor illnesses such as colds and fevers have long disappeared from medical books, and only genetic diseases and organ aging can bring substantial trouble.

Yan Qingcheng closed his eyes and carefully felt the cold touch of cold water flowing through his chest, his five senses became more acute after awakening the identity of the Wing Clan, which not only meant that his vision, hearing, smell and other aspects were strengthened, but also that negative feelings such as pain were also greatly improved; If the will is not strong enough, the pain that ordinary humans can barely endure, such as the pain of a broken hand, will make him pass out directly after being magnified several times, so when Song Beichen trained Yan Qingcheng, he focused on cultivating his tolerance.

Taking a cold bath is part of this, and this all-round contact is quite mentally tough.

Yan Qingcheng's teeth kept fluttering, and his pupils were sometimes large and sometimes small, but he still continued to insist; Don't turn off the shower head until your whole body turns red, the muscles hidden under your skin swell, and your heart beats twice as fast as it normally would.

He breathed deeply, stabilizing his heartbeat, the surging blood in his body no longer stirred, and the bulging muscles gradually relaxed.

In fact, growing from weak to strong is nothing more than numbness to pain, he sighed softly, wiped the water droplets from his body, and wrapped his wings in tights again.

Who is born strong?

He walked out of the bathroom, lay on the bed, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Be extremely careful when acting in this strange city, once his identity is revealed, he may be intercepted by unknown enemies, so not even the slightest flaw can be revealed.

He had to carefully recall the rules of conduct indicated in the newcomer's handbook to make sure that nothing went wrong.

On the bedside table in the single room, there is a data cable directly connected to Liang Xing's local network, Yan Qingcheng plugs it into the adjutant with him, enters the local network and starts looking for people.

It is difficult to share network information between planets in real time, also because the planets have different orbital periods, and the communication between them may be affected by the sun in the center of the galaxy; In order to bypass the sun, it is necessary to build a channel for the transmission of information beyond the orbital plane, that is, a large number of signal transmission stations, which are carried by artificial satellites, and the cost of investment and maintenance is huge, so that only the official data flow of the coalition government can use this direct channel.

Ordinary people who want to know the news of other planets can only wait for the information to be slowly transmitted between the planets, or come to the planet in person to access the local network for query.

"Liangxing North Construction Group, Han Youwei"

Yan Qingcheng directly entered the keyword, and the adjutant with him would help him clean up the browsing traces.

There are a lot of contents, and he clicks on them one by one to check them, all of which are promotional videos for attracting investment, or things like personal merits and achievements.

The person in the video matches the frontal photo on the mission information, so it should be me.

Yan Qingcheng patiently flipped through the recent news, trying to find out Han Youwei's dynamics.

"On August 13, 1020, a large-scale charity gala led by Beijian Group will be held at the Galaxy Hotel in Liangxing North District, when all the senior executives of Beijian Group will appear, and Liangxing government officials and successful people who are keen on charity will also appear......"

Charity Gala! Yan Qingcheng's eyes lit up, and will all the senior executives of Beijian Group appear? The timing is coincidental, it's just tomorrow, and it's a good opportunity.

The only thing to consider is how to blend in, and judging from the news description, this charity gala should only be developed for some people.

"Heh, Kindness-Kindness Gala? It's interesting, it's so interesting. Yan Qingcheng sneered, "The hands behind the back are so dirty, but the front is a well-dressed gentleman, I can't wait to meet the members of this organization." ”

Regarding the internal structure of the Wings of Freedom organization, Song Beichen didn't talk to him too much, so this was a good opportunity for external exchanges, and Yan Qingcheng also had something he wanted to figure out.

"Fight for the protection of the compatriots in distress, fight for the return to the free sky", it is really a line with a sense of justice, if it is replaced in the film and television, the person who said this sentence must be a decent protagonist.

"To join the Wings of Freedom, you must make this oath," Yan Qingcheng said to himself, "I believe that Little Radish will not lie to me, Han Youwei, is the protection and freedom in your mind only for the Wing Clan?" Do you feel guilty for doing these angry things? ”

Yan Qingcheng was a gentle teenager, but now there was a rare hint of violence in his eyes, bloodthirsty and crazy.

But no one noticed this, not even Yan Qingcheng himself noticed anything unusual, he just felt a cold aura gushing out of his eyes, but this aura was very kind, as if it was innate.

The eerie scene was fleeting, as if it had never happened at all.

Yan Qingcheng stood up, carefully inspected every corner of the room, and collected the feathers scattered on the ground.

Then he opened the travel bag, unpacked the remaining biscuits, and placed nine bombs in the shape of a bag into a pocket with a fuse.

Opening a room in this hotel is actually a pre-insurance, and there are strict regulations in the code of action, and the single action of the members of the organization must give priority to establishing a false stronghold away from the place of action as a cover, if it is not discovered, then it is natural to take this line and retreat calmly; If discovered, then it can also be used to delay the enemy's search.

The duffel bag looked packed, but it was actually new clothes that didn't matter and were used only to disguise their identity; There are only a few really important items, and Yan Qingcheng carries them with him.

He looked at the navigation map on his lieutenant, the Galaxy Hotel was not in the city, but there were passenger ships that went directly to the area.

The time is set for tomorrow night, and before that, there is a little bit of preparation to be made.