Chapter Ninety-Seven: Prayer Meetings to Eat Jujube Pills

"Are you sure this mask is okay?"

She Miao walked down the street, still touching her face with some unease. From the moment he went out, he wondered if his return rate on the street would be a little too high.

Most of his face was now obscured under the broad brim of his hat, and the exposed part of his skin was unusually pale. The skin is close to the bones, and it looks a little dehydrated and wilted, and it looks a bit like an unlucky egg that has been squeezed dry ten times a night.

But a dark red light shone faintly through the shadows, hiding a pair of beastly and dangerous eyes.

"Absolutely."

Wang Hongfei swore in his ear through his built-in light curtain.

"I was inspired by the facilitator for the past two days, and I instantly realized the essence of this technology. In fact, it is not as difficult as imagined, as long as it is not so difficult to master the key technology as the basic framework.

It's nothing more than projecting a hologram that covers your skin through each projection generator in the digital mask you wear on your face, so that you can replace your original appearance with an AI-processed holographic skin. Just like the human skin mask often mentioned in martial arts, it's just a technological version. ”

She Miao muttered: "Or more like AI face swapping in an action romance movie"

"Yes, yes, that's pretty much what it feels like." Wang Hongfei smiled, "I see that you don't know very well, why don't you go back and communicate and share the seeds?" ”

"Come on. If you're really interested, you can just spend money to hire the main actor to shoot in your room, right? What do you want seeds for? ”

"It's a different experience. You don't understand, there are practical benefits to practice, but only through the lens can you have room for fantasy. It's actually quite boring to have too many real knives and real guns, and sometimes I want to change the tricks."

"Forget it, stop, that's it, I don't want to know the rest of it."

She Miao took a deep breath and pulled the topic back to the right path.

"But you also said that this technology has not been tested yet?"

She Miao was still a little unconfident. His current state is like going out without a mirror, but he is always suspecting that there is something on his face.

"Relax, the actual battle is the best test. You're in great shape right now, and you look exactly like that stupid vampire."

Wang Hongfei changed his words.

"Well, you might need to talk to me less now. Thirty meters ahead, on the right-hand side, that's your target restaurant. 'Popeye' should be waiting for you inside.

But don't worry too much, just play as you please. I'm looking at you. ”

She Miao muttered something vaguely, pushed the door and walked into the restaurant.

Using the digital disguise mask to impersonate the blood clan whose ID is called "The Walking Dead" that they replaced, this is She Miao's task today. Wang Hongfei is being deployed outside to monitor the situation in real time.

In the event of a crisis, he is ready to help. However, for a speedster, it is not easy to have a situation where you need to shake people. No matter what the situation is, at least he always gets out of it.

A day earlier, "Popeye" had said in a small group chat that he had arrived in Watermirror City. He enthusiastically suggested that the brothers of the new team might as well meet before the official mission, have a meal together, and the location of the restaurant was optimistic, and he also expressed his willingness to pay for a treat.

She Miao walked into the restaurant quietly and found the corresponding private room according to the name of the room sent to him by Wang Hongfei.

Pushing the door in, I saw a tall man at a glance. He wears a high black hat, a heavy black leather coat and long boots, and a striking square chin.

Tall as a rock, but the face is not fierce, on the contrary, it even highlights a bit of a simple temperament, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a member of the anti-social organization with a bit of sectarian nature, but it seems a little easy-going.

"Popeye?" She Miao asked tentatively.

"The Walking Dead?"

confirmed that they met the right person in their eyes, and the two came up to greet each other like buddies they hadn't seen for many years, and by the way, a wave of "long-admiring" business blew each other.

Of course, what She Miao said was also a fake, although now that there are more tasks, he is no longer as young as a newcomer, but the undercover mission is really the first time.

In any case, he still follows the principle of saying less and doing more, talking as little as possible so as not to show his stuff, and listening rather than talking. Even if you open your mouth, try to give the conversation to the other person and let the other person talk more.

Before coming, She Miao was still a little nervous, and he saw a lot of related skills, but he never expected that things would be much easier than he imagined when he came to the scene.

The big guy doesn't look like a scheming type at all, and his mouth barely stops from the moment he sits down, and he talks endlessly. She Miao found that his previous worries about being afraid of talking too much were superfluous, and now the situation is that he can't intervene at all, and he can't get into his mouth if he wants to.

Did I say that? I'm the second in the family, and I have a brother. But my brother is a jerk and has never been reliable."

Somehow, the topic was taken to his hometown. She Miao had no interest in his parents, so she quickly grabbed a handful of grapes from the fruit bowl to temporarily gag his mouth, and then took advantage of this gap to grab the conversation.

"BY THE WAY, EVERYONE IN THE GROUP DOESN'T TALK MUCH, AND I HEARD THAT BROTHER GIN IS A RUTHLESS CORNER? Are you familiar? ”

"Yes, yes, I heard that he is very powerful, and the old and senior in the organization hiss~ The grapes in this house are really good." The big guy went off the rails again, "By the way, you know? I never ate grapes before I awakened to the extraordinary.

My mom said that when I was a child, I ate grapes cutely, and every time I ate grapes, I didn't make a noise.

Later, when I grew up and ate grapes, I found that my head was a little dizzy, and I went to the hospital to find out that Nima was allergic to grapes."

She Miao: "."

He kind of wanted to say brother, you can grow to the awakening of transcendental, how much lucky A. Maybe the king of Hades was still muttering, saying that the kid who came to hang around every day before didn't come for the past two days, and he missed it

"The gentleman of the underworld also sent a message in the group." Wang Hongfei's voice came through the light curtain, "He is also passing towards the restaurant, and it is estimated that he will arrive in another twenty minutes."

GIN said before that it might be a little late if something is not done, but it shouldn't be too long. ”

After a pause, he said, "It's a waste of time to go on like this." Plan B. ”

She Miao, who received the logistics instructions, immediately made a decision. When Popeye was chatting, he suddenly stood up, and looked at the door of the private room with a solemn and serious face: "Captain, are you here?" ”

Popeye also quickly stopped his mouth when he heard this, and got up on the ground: "Huh? Big brother is coming? ”

He was about to salute, but found that the door was not open, and the door was empty.

"Huh?"

Before he had time to wonder, She Miao had already turned into a mass of afterimages and flashed forward, putting on some kind of black glove on his right hand and slamming it on his head.

The non-lethal electric shock weapon developed by Mr. Wang is dedicated to the extraordinary. The voltage released from the center of the glove pierced Popeye's entire body before he could react, and the big man twitched all over his body, and the whole person drooped in front of his eyes.

When he woke up moments later, Popeye was stunned to find his new colleague crouching in front of him, looking at him with a sly smile on his pale and thin face.

What's even more terrifying is that he found that his clothes were actually stripped naked.

Popeye suddenly tensed.

Carelessly, this new colleague still has such a strange habit?

He suddenly regretted it in his heart, and felt that what his grandmother in his hometown said was really true, and it was indispensable to guard against others.

If I had known earlier, men would have been too

"Hey, don't get distracted, bro."

She Miao patted his face.

"Two questions for you."

True Eye, activated.

Popeye was caught off guard, his body stiffened, and his mouth opened slightly.

Then he said dumbly: "Actually, my seventh uncle's brother's uncle is the big guy in the organization, and I was assigned here because I went through the back door." I don't know what this mission is going to do."

She Miao: "."

Isn't it true that you terrorists are still doing this?

No wonder eating jujube pills.

"Why are you picking up my clothes?" Popeye looked horrified, "I warn you, I'm not interested in that kind of thing.

I'm a serious person, and I won't give in even if I die.

you who!? ”

The box door was opened. His eyes widened in astonishment as he saw a man walking in through the door of the room.

The face is broad, the nose bridge is flat, the facial features are rough but full of masculine masculinity, and when he laughs, he grins a mouthful of white but not very neat teeth, which looks a little stupid.

Isn't this meow himself!?

Popeye's eyes widened, and his already muscle-filled brain was even more insufficient.

Wang Hongfei, who was obviously wearing an electronic mask, walked into the room and glanced at She Miao. The two couldn't help but laugh out loud when they saw the avatars on each other's faces.

"How do I look?" Wang Hongfei asked.

As a result, before his teammates could answer, Popeye, who was tied up naked, squeaked first.

"A little stupid, a little silly."

After a pause, he blinked.

"Kind of like me."

(End of chapter)