Locked a relatively remote clothing store nearby, Yue Peng walked over directly.

At this moment, the time has just come to noon, which is the time when people are most active, so Yue Peng does not dare to go to any continent at all, he can only shuttle through the grass at the edge of the woods, as far as possible not to be exposed to people's field of vision, and then take advantage of no one, quickly buy clothes, secretly change, and it will be safe for the time being.

Otherwise, if it is recognized as Yue Peng here, the consequences can be imagined, and it is estimated that four or five super groups will directly send a fleet to bombard Yue Peng at that time.

There is no fleet, no fighters, Yue Peng is at best a little more powerful than ordinary people, that's all.

After only walking for about five or six minutes, Yue Peng's expression suddenly moved slightly, and then he stopped, as if he had thought of something, and then quickly rummaged through his body, and then the whole hot you were directly petrified on the spot.

Here's why...... Yue Peng's body doesn't even have a coin with a blue shield, let alone a gold deposit card, after all, he is driving a fighter plane to fight the enemy to the death, what are you doing with money?

"You can't be so vicious, right?" Yue Peng muttered to himself, and then rummaged again, but still found nothing, and there was not a trace of a blue shield on his body.

Just imagine, Yue Peng owns the entire Western Federation, and in Yue Peng's eyes, money is almost according to the cost of 100 billion, but now, Yue Peng can't even afford to buy a piece of clothing.

Yue Peng had already planned a qiē, but he never expected that in what Yue Peng thought was the simplest link, there was a problem, and it seemed to be quite troublesome.

"It's really a penny that stumps a hero." Yue Peng patted his head and said helplessly: "If people get moldy, the cold water in the estuary will be stuffed between their teeth." ”

Yue Peng stood in place, complained for a while, scratched his head again, and didn't come up with a perfect solution, no secure identity card, no money, and wearing a war spirit-level air combat uniform, this time it was a little troublesome.

"Now, it seems that we can only fall into the grass." Yue Peng stood in place, thinking about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with any good way, so he could only mumble to himself.

After all, I don't have an ID card now, and I can't see people in this suit, so what should I do?

Thinking of this, Yue Peng could only grope his way into a subdivision on the outskirts of Longye City, and then according to the guidance of the map, like a light snitch, he quickly shuttled between the hidden corners, and then in a garbage can, a tattered thermal blanket came out, which was directly wrapped around his body, so as to cover the set of war spirit-level air combat uniforms on his body.

However, looking at Yue Peng at this moment, he feels like a vagabond, especially after shuttling in the jungle for more than 20 hours, his hair is already unkempt, and there are still a few leaves, his face is dirty, and his hands are full of mud.

Such people are rare in Longye City, but they are definitely not unusual.

Therefore, Yue Peng walked on the street, and he didn't attract too much attention, but some people would stay away when they saw Yue Peng.

In this way, Yue Peng's theft plan is undoubtedly a kind of harassment.

"It's a shame that the king of a country would be reduced to this point, before the war, I casually wiped out a gold card from my drawer, and I could easily buy this city." Yue Peng muttered over and over again in his heart, and kept walking east and west, no different from a homeless man.

Passing by a square, Yue Peng's expression suddenly moved slightly, and he saw that on the large three-dimensional light screen in the center of the square, the battle reports of the Western Combined Fleet and the Group Combined Fleet were being played.

"After this battle, the Western Federation has ceased to exist nine times out of ten, this way of dying in battle, activating the Breath of Death self-determination, is really admirable, although the group United Fleet claims to win, but this victory is really disgraceful, in the end, there are one hundred and thirty-five aircraft carrier battle groups, only twenty remain, such a victory is really embarrassing, no matter what, the Western Federation still created a miracle."

The large light screen above the square heard such a sound, and the image of the Western Federation firing the Reaper missile was constantly played.

Seeing such a scene, Yue Peng couldn't help but sigh: "Unexpectedly, the Western Federation finally activated the safety bolt, but no matter what, it is much better than the annihilation of the entire army." ”

Then, Yue Peng simply hid in a small corner, quietly looking at the picture on the big light screen, and now Yue Peng urgently needed to get news about the Western Federation.

"As for Yue Peng's mysterious disappearance, his whereabouts have become a mystery, and no one knows where he went, whether he was dead or alive, or what he was doing now? And on the battlefield, we only captured such a scene. In the huge light screen, such a voice was heard again, and at the same time, the picture turned, showing the picture of a sea urchin warship.

"According to the weapons experts of the multi-party super group, it is very likely that this is a teleportation warship developed by the Western Federation, but there is no way to know what it is." Again, the sound was heard from the main light screen.

"That's." When Yue Peng heard this, he pursed his lips and said.

"Yo, little beggar, if you are quite rich, you can bring such a good contact."

Just as Yue Peng was squatting on the ground, focusing on the light screen, Yue Peng's ears suddenly heard such a voice.

Skimming his head slightly, beside Yue Peng, there were two young men standing, who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing colorful green shirts, tight leather clothes on the lower body, and their hair was dyed colorful.

"What are you going to do?" Yue Peng's expression was extremely calm.

"Don't want to do anything? I just want to borrow your contact device and play with it, how about it? A red-haired young man looked at Yue Peng's wrist and spoke.

Another young man kept moving his fists as if he were a threat, giving the impression that he was going to grab if he didn't agree.

Yue Peng himself grew up in a civilian area, and in the face of this kind of thing, it is not new, this kind of young age, no matter what planet it is, is very common.

"Hehe, your clothes are good, I want to borrow them to wear too." Yue Peng suddenly smiled faintly.

"Little beggar, your tone is so big, it's just looking for a fight." As he spoke, the red-haired young man kicked at Yue Peng.

However, just as the red-haired young man raised his foot, and before he could kick it, the red-haired young man was shocked to find that Yue Peng, who was originally squatting on the ground, was gone, and the speed was so fast that it felt as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, looking at Yue Peng again, he had already appeared behind the two young people.

"Get some good sleep." Yue Peng said, directly and quickly stretched out his hand, grabbed the heads of the two young people, and collided directly with each other.

Bang!

With a muffled sound of flesh colliding with flesh, the two young men whose heads collided together fainted directly on the ground, and then Yue Peng looked left and right, directly dragging the thighs of the two young men and pulling them directly into the alley.

Just five minutes later, when Yue Peng walked out, the whole person had taken on a new look, wearing a dark red sweatshirt on his upper body, and tight leather pants on his lower body, he had just summed up the clothes of the two young people, as for his air combat uniform, as well as air combat helmets, magnetic pistols and other objects, they were packed into a large leather bag of one of the young people.

As for the hair, it was simply combed, and the sun eyes were worn on the head, and in the hands of the two purses, and not only rummaged.

"These two little ghosts are really poor." After rummaging for a long time, Yue Peng only turned out two blue shields of hundred-yuan bills and a handful of change.

Turning out all the cash, not even a single coin, Yue Peng threw the two wallets directly into the alley and prepared to leave the square.

"Now Yue Peng's whereabouts have become the focus of the entire Shangneng civilization, and the Ningqiao information platform is also fortunate to get an exclusive interview video of Yue Peng before he disappeared, which can be said to be a unique and precious enough exclusive interview wèn, let us get close to this demon of panic in Shangneng civilization." In the center of the square, the sound was heard again.

The next moment, looking at the image of Yue Peng accepting Jiang Lin's exclusive interview with Wèn, appeared, in this situation, seeing his previous images can be described as a special flavor for Yue Peng, or a feeling.

However, suddenly, the expression on Yue Peng's face suddenly moved slightly, and he saw that in the picture, the person interviewing him was not Jiang Lin, but another woman, with short and capable hair, fair skin, and an extremely enchanting figure, and full of charm and a different temperament.

In this case, Yue Peng is not unusual, a specific editing technique, Yue Peng is still Yue Peng, Jiang Lin's pictures were all pinched off and replaced with the short-haired woman in front of him, Jiang Lin's voice was also replaced by the voice of the short-haired woman.

"This image is enough to make Jiang Lin's status jump several notches, I didn't expect Jiang Lin to let it go, it's really stupid, it wasted my charity." Yue Peng pursed his lips, didn't care too much, and left the square directly, and kept fiddling with the air combat liaison in his hand.

After searching through guò, Yue Peng found out that the short-haired woman named Qi Wei was the chief reporter of the Ningluo Information Platform, and her status was more than a little bit higher than Jiang Lin.

For Qi Wei, Yue Peng didn't care too much about that incomparably precious exclusive interview, sighed casually, and it was over, and even forgot about it the next moment, and then Yue Peng directly stretched out his hand, stopped a taxi, and then said the address of Jiang Lin's residence directly.

And this address is printed on Jiang Lin's mini text jiàn clip, this small text jiàn clip, Yue Peng just threw it in his pocket, and it was still on Yue Peng's body.