Wang Hongfei changed into the whole outfit of Popeye, and the digital mask that had just been completed had also been covered.

The two quickly cleaned up the room, knocked out the real Popeye and hid him in a bathroom cubicle. When he was done, he returned to the box and looked at each other.

Wang Hongfei touched his face and checked it twice for the last time, then turned his head to look at She Miao, seeking his opinion.

"Not good." She Miao held her chin, "When you compare yourself with the real 'Popeye', you feel like the person before taking the pill in the height enhancement pills advertisement."

Wang Hongfei:(; ￣д￣)

No way, Popeye is indeed a little too big, and that size is indeed a bit unattainable for ordinary people. Mr. Wang is still outstanding in this regard, but he is really powerless. The main thing is that I really didn't expect this person to be so big before I came.

At present, he has just conquered the application of digital masks, and there is indeed no scientific and technological solution for body transformation for the time being.

But there is no black technology, and there are no local methods.

She Miao casually took a magazine from the entrance of the private room, tore off a few pages and handed it to Wang Hongfei: "Make do with some paper, at least make you look a little taller." ”

"But the figure still doesn't look like it." Wang Hongfei muttered.

"Just stuff something else and fill it up, it shouldn't be a big problem if you try to sit down first and don't get up." She Miao said vaguely, "I heard that most of those particularly big anchors are stuffed with things." ”

"That's right." Wang Hongfei nodded, "I took it off and looked at it, and it was indeed a pad." ”

She Miao: "??? ”

It wasn't long before the next brother joined the party. This time it was a tall, thin man with a thin, narrow face, deep eye sockets and a sharp line of sight, in stark contrast to the cute Popeye before.

She Miao and Wang Hongfei both sat at the table and did not get up. She Miao asked in a low voice.

"A gentleman of the underworld?"

The man nodded, closed the door, and sat down at the table.

There was a brief and eerie silence in the private room.

The gentleman who followed the underworld took the initiative to look at She Miao: "I haven't seen you for a while." ”

She Miao and Wang Hongfei are both in their hearts.

Bad, this is just a chance to bump into an acquaintance?

The Walking Dead's vest had been accidentally put on top during the previous mission, but they didn't know much about the Bloodline, let alone his network within the Order. If this gentleman of the underworld happens to be an old acquaintance of the walking dead, it is easy to reveal the stuff if he talks too much.

But that's not a big deal. The other party definitely didn't think that there were two ghosts among the three people in this small room, so it was a big deal to put him down and drag him away. It's just that if you do this, there will be less time for the team to officially assemble, and you won't be able to contact you personally, which may cause suspicion from your superiors.

She Miao nodded lightly, and there was no wave on Sima's tense face, and said, "I heard that this will be a difficult task. ”

"But it's not necessarily more dangerous than 'that time.'" Said the messenger of Hades.

She Miao's mind was in a hurry, thinking that the vest of the walking dead really knew this person. It sounded like the two had worked together before, and it was probably a reference to a specific collaborative mission.

It was impossible for She Miao to know what the other party was referring to, but she didn't have time to think about it, so she had to take the opportunity to answer, and raised her eyebrows to reveal a mysterious expression: "Did you say that?" ”

The messenger of the underworld had a cold face: "Exactly." ”

She Miao tried hard to press the question of "what was that time", pretending to ponder, as if she had been seriously brewing for a long time, before shaking her head gently.

"It's hard to say. The situation is ever-changing, and it is often difficult to predict. No matter what the situation is, we can only do our best. ”

He paused deliberately, brewing the atmosphere, added.

"Anyone who understands understands."

The messenger of the underworld still had no waves on his face, and only nodded his head lightly.

"Of course I do."

"Good." She Miao picked up the teacup and took a sip, "That looks like we all understand." ”

Wang Hongfei: "."

Okay guys, you two put this encrypted call aside, right?

It seems that some people in the room look like outsiders.

She Miao and Wang Hongfei exchanged glances.

Take him down? Or how to put it?

If you don't beep, let's do it directly, and GIN will be here in a while.

Good.

A wave of voice communication within the team, the two directly changed their strategies.

Yes, according to the original plan, they did not intend to do anything to the messengers of Hades. After all, this person bubbled up in the group before he came, saying that he would be there in a while, and when GIN came over and found out that there was no one, it was difficult to guarantee that there would be suspicion.

But now that he found out that the other party actually seemed to be an old acquaintance of the walking dead, the situation changed. On the bad side, he may have actually seen that there was something wrong with She Miao, but he was just silent for the time being. If they wait for GIN to come and then attack, they will not have a numerical advantage.

So She Miao repeated her old tricks and got up suddenly: "Huh? Captain! ”

was about to take advantage of the other party's distraction to make a move, but when he saw that the messenger of the underworld didn't look back, he opened his mouth and let out a scream, and a transparent sound wave suddenly poured out of his mouth, and the plate of snacks on the table was blown to pieces.

It looks like a sonic transcendent.

It's not a rare branch of the transcendent, but it's practical. There are also transcendents with a high sequence of this branch in the transcendent records of the Heavenly Eye Society, and if they are skillful in their application, they are not only extremely destructive, but also able to exert mental influence through sound waves, causing a burden on the nervous system of the target.

Research and practice have shown that transcendents with high enough sequence and strong enough sonic strength can even obtain quasi-flight ability through sonic thrust reverse.

However, to do so, you need to be assisted by gliding equipment. The principle is to bombard the ground with the reaction force of sound waves from the mouth to lift itself into the air, glide and control the direction with the help of gliders, and maintain the air by continuously releasing sound waves before landing.

Of course, it's a bit dumb compared to real flying ability, and the test was terminated after a Paranormal Specialist broke his leg, but at least the theoretical feasibility wasn't dismissed.

She Miao, who was locked, flashed oil under her feet and flashed to the side to avoid the sound waves, and at the same time secretly scolded this old fox in her heart for being so cunning, and her superb acting skills were not even set.

He's not fast enough to break through the speed of sound, but that's the same as dodging bullets. He doesn't need to be faster than the sound waves, just faster than the one who releases it.

Wang Hongfei pulled out his gun, and the pulse pistol shot out a clear blue beam. The messenger of the underworld hurriedly swooped sideways, and when he saw the blackened and burning hole in the wall, the beam of light burst out of the wall, and he couldn't help but change color suddenly.

"Pulse pistol?"

Surprised, the next second, I saw She Miao disappear from the position where she was standing, and her movements were as fast as a whirlwind.

"Speed? Gan, you are the Alliance" The messenger of the underworld hurriedly raised his hands and shouted, "My own people, misunderstanding."

Bang.

She Miao's fist had already landed on his face. The messenger of the underworld tilted his cheeks, and his whole brain buzzed, and he was unconscious as soon as his eyes were dark.

She Miao stopped and shook her hand.

Who the with your own people. JPG。

“.”

After a few moments, the messenger of Hades woke up slowly.

Immediately, he met a pair of eyes that were almost attached to his body.

"Look me in the eye."

As if the soul was being captured, the messenger of the underworld trembled violently, and spoke uncontrollably: "Wang Ying, male, thirty-three years old. Agents of the Third Brigade of the Jingrui City Branch of the Tianyan Society, Sequence C, the Extraordinary Branch is the release of sound waves"

"Huh?"

She Miao, who had lifted the Eye of Truth, looked at the messenger of the underworld who had been tied up by the Five Flowers in front of her, and her face was dazed.

"Agent Skyeye?"

And are you really your own person?

Wang Hongfei's face was strange: "How did you get in?" ”

The implants of the members of the Prayer Society have been illegally modified, and if it weren't for the alliance's black technology like them, they wouldn't be able to impersonate them. He wondered how Agent Skyeye had managed to get in.

"I started from the bottom. I was supposed to be a good undercover agent for three years, but I didn't expect that at the end of last year, I awakened to the transcendent and was promoted by the Lianji Society. So the organization changed the plan and renewed it for me for another three years."

She Miao x Wang Hongfei: "."

Three years later, three years later, another three years and you'll be ready to take charge of the prayer portal, right?

(End of chapter)