three times shuttle

Chapter 13
"The network signal of the sewer is very poor, I can't get the layout map." Lingxi said apologetically.

"Forget it, it might be safer to be aimless." Ning Chengfeng comforted himself.

He was cruising in the underground world, and when he encountered a branch, he would choose one at random, and gradually drifted away.After more than three hours, he found a small square pool, and the water pipe next to it leaked, filling the pool.

Thoughtful, the young man stopped, poured the degraded powder from the skin changing shop into the clear water, waited for it to dissolve, and began to undress.

"Remember to stick the chip and the front and rear wounds with a protective film." Digital Man reminded.

"With the metal tattoo on the right arm, it can be used to block knives in the future." He posted the pattern of big fish and lotus.

"It can also block bullets. If it hits the same place, it takes a third bullet to penetrate."

"The premise is that my reaction is faster than a bullet." The man jokingly said, the simulated skin was immediately decomposed when it came into contact with the light white liquid.

Ning Chengfeng returned to its original appearance and continued to walk for half an hour before climbing up 50 meters with the help of pipelines and opening a gap in a manhole cover. A car came at high speed and pushed it down.

After a few seconds, I opened it again and found that it was a small street.He wrapped the beetle-packed bag over his head and jumped out.

Restored the manhole cover, quickly turned into the alley, looked up, did not find the camera, and just showed his face.

"We're on the fringe of the city center, across this residential area, into a secondary neighborhood."

"Okay, go back to the inn as soon as possible."

"What about the wound? How about going to a private clinic first?"

"Forget it, go back to District K to buy some medicine, handle it yourself, and try to heal with spiritual energy."

Walking and changing cars, tossing three rounds, returning to the room in the evening, after treating the wound, eating a bowl of instant noodles, and began to practice exercises to heal the wound.

Two and a half hours later, he stopped exercising, felt the injury with his soul, and found that the injured ribs and organs had improved, and he couldn't help smiling.

"The true energy of the monk is really miraculous." Lingxi sighed.

The young man was full of joy, connected the memory with his mobile phone, and checked the "disguise technique" in his hand. The threshold is relatively high, and his current state does not meet the requirements for cultivation.

In desperation, I switched to the "Three Enchanted Knives". Driven by aura and spirit, the three flying knives strike out in different routes.

"It's the same as 'Fate Shuttle', it's definitely an advanced skill, but where can I find a flying knife with spirituality?"

While secretly distressed, Lingxi suddenly heard surprise and said: "Chengfeng, a new task popped up on the dark web. It is to go to the villa of a mechanical aristocrat and steal a piece of pottery. The reward is [-]. Only D-level members can accept orders."

The man glanced at the screen and said, "I've never done it before, let's start simple and don't aim too high.

Yesterday you recommended to go to Cuiwei Middle School in the half-person community to steal the physics test papers for the final exam of the second year of junior high school. I think it is very good. "

"that's right."

"Hey, wait a minute,"

He raised the bracelet and read it carefully, "There are notes on the back. This house has a lot of collections, even including the weapons of ancient human monks."

"Do you have an idea?"

"I need three monk's flying knives to practice sword skills."

"Oh."

"Is this message just popped up?"

"Yes."

"How could it be such a coincidence? I just wanted to find this kind of knife, and someone told me, where is the knife?"

"Could it be a trap to trap you?" Lingxi worried.

"I don't know, it's better to be careful and ignore it."

"Ok."

"You take the task of Cuiwei Middle School to see if the entrusting party will provide more information. I want to read the novel."

"Aren't you short of money? Try to sell the beetle first."

"Where to sell?"

"There are only regular stores online, you have to find underground channels."

"Well,...you can ask Wen Wan, I just left a phone number for Glasses."

"It's important to make money. I'll read the novel tomorrow."

Ning Chengfeng took it for granted, took the goods out, and took a taxi to the Fantasy Bar.Tonight's Wen Wan wore a long white dress with a very low V-neck, revealing deep white grooves.

The young man glanced at it, and with a "growl" in his throat, he couldn't help cursing the "fairy" inwardly.

"Ouyang." The beauty greeted with a smile, and snuggled up to her warm tender body.

"Wan'er, my name is Lin Fei, as long as you know it, you still call me Ouyang Qun in front of outsiders." He had a good impression of this woman, so he handed over half of his money.

"I've been waiting for two nights, but you didn't come." Her gentle eyes were resentful.

"How can I have the money to spend every day?"

"I'm here today because I made money? I'm in a good mood. I can think about whether I will accompany you deeply." The beauty's eyes lit up.

"I'm here for two things. One is to ask you to pass my new phone number to Hu Pei, the glasses; the other is to ask you something."

"what's up?"

"I have the remains of a robot beetle guard and want to sell it for money. Is there a way?"

"Ah, you can get all of this? Great! I don't know the channel for selling stolen goods, but Glasses must know that he likes to play with these things the most."

"Do you have his contact information?"

"Yes, add me as a friend and I'll send it to you."

Ning Chengfeng dialed the number and informed Hu Pei of his appeal. After hearing this, the other party said excitedly, "Ouyang, wait at the bar, I'll be right over."

More than half an hour later, the glasses arrived in a hurry. After sitting down, I eagerly turned on the flashlight of my mobile phone and began to inspect the goods.

"Where did you get it?"

"In a fight, I took advantage of the security guards to chase the gangsters, and I swept away the beetle carcasses on the ground."

"It's good luck. There are two chips and circuits that are still complete and worth some money."

"How many?"

"There is a place, if I take you there, maybe I can sell it for five thousand; but I am very interested in this pile of things, if you want, I will offer four thousand, plus a favor."

"Wow, Ouyang, you can pick up so much money just by going shopping?" Wen Wan was envious.

"Okay, here you are, I need money urgently." Ning Chengfeng was being hunted down one after another, and he didn't want to go out and get into trouble.

The beauty's phone rang, and after answering a few words, her expression changed drastically, "Mom, don't worry, I'll be right back."

"I'm sorry, Glasses, Ouyang, there's something urgent at home, let's go first." She said as she ran towards the cloakroom.

The two nodded slightly, watching her leave, "Hu Pei, transfer the money to my chip"

"Row."

After the handover, Ning Chengfeng was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, after a while, the guild will be doing something important, and you may need your help." Glasses stopped him.

"Isn't it mutilating goodness?"

"Is goodness rich?" Glasses asked angrily.

"Most not."

"Then it's over?"

"Okay, I'll get in touch then."

The unexpected gain of [-] solved the urgent need, and the young man was overjoyed. He happily returned to the inn, and after practicing patiently, he read "Blindly Thinking About Cultivating Immortals".

After reading the five chapters with relish, I fell into deep thought: "The protagonist Jin Ziming is worse than me. He has no cultivation skills, but he succeeds in refining Qi. His talent is really amazing.

This is just a literary work. Why does the cultivation feeling described in it be exactly the same as mine?Is the author a monk?impossible? "

Do you want to imitate his inventions of tearing the seals of acupuncture points, and using thoughts to build channels in the body? "

Just as he was thinking about it, his cell phone rang suddenly. His address book had only three numbers in total, except for the inn number, there were only goblins and glasses.

"Lin Fei, my child has a high fever, and the attending doctor is off work. The doctor on duty may not be able to handle it, so I have to pay for the doctor. I don't have enough money, can I borrow some from you?" the gentle voice said anxiously.

"Okay, how much do you want?"

"Two thousand, is that all right?"

"No problem, I'll transfer it to you right away."

"Thank you, I will pay you back in a few days."

"We are friends, there is no rush, the most important thing is to treat the child." Ning Chengfeng completed the transfer through social software.

"You are refreshing." The digital man said jokingly.

"Wen Wan helped me, let alone save the child."

After changing skin last night, Ning Chengfeng only slept for a short time, feeling a little drowsy, so he turned off the light and went to sleep, and the "Sage of Love" came to visit again.

……

The snow is getting heavier, icicles are hanging on the eaves and branches, the campus has turned into a dream world of pink makeup and jade, and the day of the postgraduate entrance examination is approaching day by day.

In the past two months, Jiang Duo's sleep has become worse and worse, and he has lost some weight. He gritted his teeth and forgot about Chen Ying.

This semester, he barely attended any class, but he had to deal with the final exam. The god of fate favored him, and he passed all of them by reviewing the syllabus.

Jiang Duo applied for the radio major of Nanhui University in the same city. He found out the address of his tutor Xing Ningyuan, and visited him on the last afternoon before the exam.

"Teacher Xing, I have a few questions and I want to ask them face to face."

"Tell me." Xing Ningyuan answered patiently until the last question. "I can't answer this question."

"why?"

"Because, this is the final question of the test paper." The quasi-instructor pondered for a while, and told the truth.

Jiang Duo was overjoyed, "Mr. Xing, isn't this appropriate?"

"What?"

"You are a teacher, students ask questions, you have to answer."

"Hmm..., it makes sense, so let's have an academic discussion?" The old man had an idea.

"Ok."

"You can't have any ideas, can you?"

"This is how I solve the problem, take a look." Jiang Duo handed out a piece of paper.

After reading the dense calculations, the old man shook his head and said, "There is a problem with the derivation." Under his reminder, he found an error.

"Then how to solve it?"

Xing Ningyuan wrote out the process and answers quickly, and the young man took it and thought for a long time. "Mr. Xing, you also have a problem."

"How is it possible?" The old professor was anxious.

Jiang Duo really picked out the fault, so there is no standard answer. "What's wrong?" The two looked at each other.

The old man was still arrogant, "If you don't have time to change the question, you can deduce it according to your own method, and I think you are right."

"Great!" The student was overjoyed, "I haven't taken the exam yet, so I got fifteen points first!"

(End of this chapter)