After two days of cleaning his eyes, Yuan Ye's second molting sutra talked about the most painful heart, and now on Yuan Ye's body, the layer of dry and cracked dead skin. The edges have been cocked, and it looks like it is covered with dense flesh thorns, and if you accidentally touch these "flesh thorns", the flesh thorns will pull at the newly grown skin, which makes people feel pain.

It seems that at this time, even Runzhe oil can't have much effect.

This kind of pain will probably only last for one day, and for ordinary pilots, they will choose to recuperate at this time, such as lying motionless in bed and listening to music, or watching a stereoscopic video drama.

However, Yuan Ye doesn't have that kind of time now, and now a day is also very precious for Yuan Ye.

Go into the bathroom and soak the dead skin in warm water. Applying Runzhe oil, Yuan Ye began to continue his own practice, mainly triangular push-ups, and now Yuan Ye can barely do nineteen, and there is still one "Yuan Ye can meet Torres's requirements."

Yuan Ye must work hard and must seize the time.

At the same time, Loew has already sent the information stolen in the past few days to Ye Xin through a specific contact, and among these information, the most important thing is the details of Chang Liang, obviously. Both Ye Xin and Daisy are suspicious of Chang Liang. It is suspected that he is Russell's apprentice Yuan Ye.

Loew stole it from Torres, though. The information about Yuan Ye is almost all made up by Torres, and among them, the poison is outrageous. Chang Liang is Torres's grandson, who was born to a woman during a mission.

Not long ago, Chang Liang came to find him privately, and was finally shown by the Air Marines, causing disputes. Then Torres took Chang Liang in and entrusted him with an important task, and in this fabricated information, there was even a forged plus test report confirming that Torres and Chang Liang were related.

For this information, perhaps a preconceived relationship, Loew was convinced, because he had long suspected that Chang Liang was a relative of Torres, otherwise Torres would not have been entrusted with the important task and protected everywhere.

As for the rest of the information, it is about the current situation of the Free Army of Plano, the ratio of personnel and the reserve of supplies, and these information are also true and false.

After Ye Xin received Loew's information, he didn't delay much and directly transferred the information to him.

Daisie, who received this information, changed her expression slightly, she was already seventy percent sure that the guy who killed Sani was Yuan Ye, but when she saw the content of the information, this certainty had dropped to fifty percent, or rather, she was a little unsure.

Torres's fabrication of Chang Liang's life story is seamless, and every detail is impeccable. In addition, there are ever-bright photos, which are not half similar to Yuan Ye.

Of course, Daisy did not dispel Chang Liang is suspicion that Yuan Ye was because of this, after all, in this era, it is not difficult to change his appearance, as for the information. He thought of it too. It's possible that Torres made it up.

However, this is only speculation, and Daisy is not sure of the poison yet.

After some sifting, Daisy quickly divided the information she received into two categories, one that could be confirmed to be true, and the other that was debatable. Amazingly, almost all of the debatable type of information was falsified by Torres.

With a slight frown, Daisy pondered for a while, then immediately gave a new order to Ye Xinbu, and at the same time deployed five free armies to the continent where the Plano Free Army was located.

Apparently, Daisy has shifted the focus of her strategy to the Free Army of Plano, for the Free Army of Achenza. In Daisy's mind, his demise was only a matter of time.

Because in the early days of the battle, Daisy bought the "Ian Consortium", the owner of the Free Army of Acenza. The Free Army of Acenza that has lost its hematopoietic function, although it resisted stubbornly, but under the several rounds of blows of the Roland Air Division, it was already a long breath, and in Daisy's opinion, taking the Free Army of Acenza now is completely hand-to-hand.

At the same time, Ye Xin, who received Daisy's new order, did not feel any surprise, just smiled slightly, his eyes were full of coldness, in his opinion, this new order was completely expected by him, and it was Daisi's next inevitable move.

couldn't help but once again set his eyes on Kevin and Sam, the two ace killers under Daisy.

In Torres' office, Torres looked at the last message on his light-sensing computer and smiled, but the smile always gave a sense of relief.

Reaching out, Torres turned off the light-sensing computer. Then he slowly got up and sat down on the sand.

Raising his wrist, Torres personally made a call request to Toma.

"Sir, what are you looking for me?" Toma, who connected to the contact, asked Torres.

"Come to my office." Torres spoke slowly, then disconnected the liaison. His eyes looked forward hopefully, not knowing what he was thinking.

A short time later, Toma walked in from outside the office, her head slightly disheveled, and there was still a remnant of sweat on her forehead, apparently temporarily retiring from the scraping exercise.

The chief came to Torres and saluted him

"Don't call me sir, call me grandpa," Torres said, reaching out and patting the sand beside him.

Hearing Torres say this, Toma's originally slightly serious little face became naughty, and then she sat down next to Torres, held Torres's arm with both hands, pillowed her head on Torres's shoulder, and then said coquettishly: "Grandpa." How can I be allowed to call you that in the office today? ”

Xiao Xiong, who was on the side, saw the scene in front of him and walked out of the office very interestingly.

Torres glanced at Toma, gently touched Toma's head, and did not answer Toma's question, but slowly spoke: "This time flies so fast, remember that when you were born, it was only more than a foot long, and more than twenty years have passed in a blink of an eye. You've grown into a big girl. ”

"Grandpa, what are you talking about this?" Toma pouted and said, with a hint of shame on her face.

Torres smiled slightly, his expression full of the kindness of his grandfather looking at his granddaughter. Then he continued to speak: "Now that you have grown into a big girl, then grandpa hopes that you can become stronger in the future, do not retreat when you encounter difficulties, and have the courage to face them." ”

Toma didn't understand why Grandpa was suddenly saying this, but nodded slightly, "Oh." ”

At this time, Yuan Ye was still in the office, competing with triangle push-ups.

On the desk, there were two empty bottles of functional nutrient solution, and Yuan Ye was in the center of the office, holding the ground with his hands, constantly bending and straightening.

There is only one missing, and Yuan Ye's heart is also full of energy. Although the skin on his body could still feel the pain, Yuan Ye, who was desperate, was still gritting his teeth and persevering.

Sweat ran down the tip of his nose, his limbs slowly slid to the ground, and the muscles of his arms continued to shake, this time Yuan Ye was ready to hit twenty.

Eighteenth.

Yuan Ye thought silently in his heart, trying to prop up his body with his arms, and the blood vessels on his arms became extremely greasy.

The nineteenth.

This was Yuan Ye's limit, and when he put the tip of his nose into a triangle surrounded by his index finger and thumb, Yuan Ye's arms began to tremble violently again, which was a sign of physical exhaustion.

However, Yuan Ye was still gritting his teeth and insisting. Without slackening, he had to do twenty today, faintly. In Yuan Ye's heart, he always felt that something was driving him, maybe it was intuition.

His eyes were wide open, and his face became a little hideous due to the violent force, but even so, Yuan Ye still tried his best to make his arms stand up again.

After taking a few heavy breaths, Yuan Ye did not delay, his teeth were tight, he held his breath, and his arms began to bend again.

At this time, Yuan Ye only felt that his arms were a little disobedient and tried his best to lose his strength, but Yuan Ye stubbornly controlled his arms and tried his best to put the tip of his nose in the triangle little by little.

As long as it's propping up, it's done, and it's going to work harder, harder.

In his heart, Yuan Ye repeatedly encouraged himself. The forehead was already full of green tendons, and after a slight adjustment, Yuan Ye began to squeeze the last trace of physical strength in his body. Slowly straightening his arms, the whole movement seemed to be extremely difficult, and his arms were almost unconscious.

"Twentieth."

As his arms straightened up, Yuan Ye made such a sound weakly, and then his arms weakened. "Plop" Yuan Ye was lying on top of his stomach. He gasped for air while his hands clenched into fists.

It worked.

Yuan Ye thought so in his heart, and his face, which looked a little haggard due to tiredness, showed a slight smile.

It's late at night. In Torthus's office.

Torres and Toma talked from the afternoon to the present, and Torres told Toma most of the time about life and the past life.

During the chat, Torres also looked at Toma, his only relative, from time to time.

Toma lifted her wrist and looked at the time. It was nearly eleven o'clock in the evening.

"Grandpa, it's not early, you better rest early." Thoma looked at Torres' reddish eyes and said.

Torres glanced at Toma and nodded slightly, "Okay." ”

Watching Toma's figure disappear into the night, Torres slowly turned around and returned to his office, glancing at the banner of the Plano Free Army behind his desk, his gaze was a little glazed, and his eyes were slightly red.

After a few strokes, Torres rubbed his face slightly, let out a long sigh, and pushed the door into the small bedroom next to his office.

Outside the window of the small bedroom, the night is sultry. Bright stars, twinkling in the night sky. Like a piece of bright gemstone.

Torres, who was lying on the simple bed, watched quietly like this.

"What will the night be like tomorrow? Torres muttered to himself, then slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.