CHAPTER 295: CHAPTER 142: A DEAD PIG FEARS NO SCALDING WATER_4

"Interview in a café, how stingy."

Su Yue shook his head.

He casually threw on some clothes, leaving everything in the dormitory, and headed towards the café.

Brought nothing, just the clothes on his back.

This was also a requirement.

"Hello, Su Yue, I’m your guide."

Su Yue arrived at the café.

The person behind the table looked very ordinary, a first stage Martial Artist, the kind that might die unnoticed in the Wetlands.

"Hello."

Su Yue nodded.

"You are a specially dispatched personnel from the Military Department. As long as you agree, you can go directly to the training base, so the procedures are not complicated."

The middle-aged man ordered a cup of coffee for Su Yue, then said.

"What exactly do I have to do?"

Su Yue asked.

"This is confidential, I don’t know. My task is to lead you to the training base."

The middle-aged man smiled wryly.

"Understood."

Su Yue nodded.

"The undercover mission involves life risk, are you sure you’ve thought this through?

"You still have a chance to back out now, but once you step into the training base, your identity will be that of an undercover agent, and you can’t regret it then.

"If your backing out affects the undercover operation, we might... eliminate you."

Although the middle-aged man kept smiling, the cold gleam in his eyes was like a dagger.

Undercover operation.

Too much is at stake, the Military Department won’t allow one person to ruin it.

They wouldn’t hesitate to eliminate if necessary.

"I understand, no regrets."

Su Yue nodded.

Taking this step forward, he was stepping into a grey area of neither human nor ghost.

If he died, he might be written into a martyrdom story by the Military Department.

But if the mission succeeded, he would have a chance to save Dai Yuegui.

Might even earn a Military Department medal.

A big gamble.

Su Yue had to accumulate medals to save Su Qingfeng, at all costs.

"Alright, from now on, the Military Department will coordinate with the West Martial to fully support your disappearance, you don’t need to worry about that, the Military Department will handle it well."

The middle-aged man said.

"Shall we go now?"

Su Yue was taken aback.

"Come with me to the bathroom."

The middle-aged man stood up.

Su Yue stood up as well.

He glanced around.

Brilliant.

The place where they had coffee was right in a blind spot of the surveillance cameras.

In the bathroom.

The middle-aged man handed Su Yue a disguise mask and swallowed a change voice candy.

This mask wasn’t all that fancy, transforming himself into the likeness of Pigsy.

Su Yue felt a twinge of dissatisfaction.

This should be Su Jianjun’s idol.

According to the middle-aged man, they needed to go to the base first to learn some basic disguise skills.

When they truly infiltrate the Yangxiang Sect, a more thorough makeover would be necessary.

Using a disguise as Pigsy to infiltrate the Yangxiang Sect is a hopelessly foolish move.

The current mask was only to prevent colleagues at the base from recognizing him.

A number of spies were being dispatched this time.

For mutual safety, they change voices and appearances, so even their own won’t recognize them.

"Quite cautious."

After eating the change voice candy, when Su Yue spoke again, he had the shrill voice of an eunuch.

"I don’t like this voice."

Su Yue protested.

"This is only a temporary disguise for going to the base. When the mission starts, you’ll be completely disguised as someone else."

The middle-aged man opened the restroom back door.

Just as Su Yue stepped out, a black van was waiting for them.

Experiencing all this, Su Yue had a constant sense of having been kidnapped.

"Su Yue, I’ve heard you’re Prince Qing’s son?"

In the car, the middle-aged man engaged in small talk with Su Yue.

Inside the car, it was pitch dark, Su Yue had no idea which direction they were headed.

"Oh, you know my dad too?"

Su Yue was puzzled.

Turns out his dad’s reputation is indeed frightening.

"I don’t know.

"When instructed by the higher-ups to make contact with you, they told me to first praise your father, but I forgot, so I’m making up for it now."

The middle-aged man’s honesty made Su Yue grit his teeth.

Couldn’t this be kept to yourself?

Why did he have to say it aloud?

"Aren’t you going to go to the Wetlands? Don’t you even know Prince Qing?"

Su Yue unwillingly reminded him.

"Sorry, the Zhenqin Corps doesn’t go to the Wetlands."

The middle-aged man shook his head, still with an honest look.

"Brother, with your straightforwardness, how did you mix into the Zhenqin Corps?"

Su Yue was so angry he felt dizzy.

"It’s precisely because I’m straightforward, that’s why I’m reliable."

The middle-aged man laughed again.

...

Nanwu.

Zhou Yuncan spent a night sprinting across the Circled Heaven Mountain.

Circled Heaven Mountain.

Used by Nanwu for speed training, it’s a natural magnetic mountain range where gravity is triple that of other places.

Nanwu specializes in speed systems, Zhou Yuncan, with high talent, was eventually chosen by the mentors.

This time, Zhou Yuncan was going to be a spy, his mentors knew well.

But the mentors didn’t stop Zhou Yuncan.

This student had a pure heart, a promising prospect.

Ultimately, the mentor spared no expense and taught Zhou Yuncan an exceptional combat method.

[Bloodburn Raid]

This is an extreme sprint combat technique, able to travel a thousand miles in a day.

But the cost is that Qi Blood will burn the organs and bones, and after sprinting a thousand miles, the body will suffer serious internal injuries.

This time going undercover, the situation is special.

Although forcibly using Bloodburn Raid posed risks for Zhou Yuncan, in extreme situations, it was also a means of survival.

"Although Zhou Yuncan’s aptitude isn’t top-notch, he’s diligent and is actually a promising seedling."

Watching Zhou Yuncan sprint wildly on Circled Heaven Mountain until vomiting blood, the mentor sighed sincerely.

"Hopefully, this time he can succeed undercover."

Beside the mentor was a middle-aged man in military uniform.

"Hopefully."

The mentor nodded.

This time, Zhou Yuncan came down from the mountain.

"Zhou Yuncan, your leave procedures have been completed, no one will suspect anything.

"Safe travels."

The mentor patted Zhou Yuncan’s shoulder and handed him over to the officer.

"Rest assured, mentor, I will definitely come back alive."

Zhou Yuncan nodded firmly.

Then, he left with the officer.

"For a student willing to risk life for the potential class mentors, what’s the reason not to nurture?"

Watching Zhou Yuncan’s back as he went far away, Mentor Nanwu nodded.

In the car.

Zhou Yuncan put on an Iron Man disguise mask.

...

Hongyuan City.

Wang Lu Feng continually slashed the blades in his hands.

The three-sword style had reached perfection.

Dad.

Your regret, your son will make up for it.

This batch of captured Martial Artists, I, Wang Lu Feng, will find a way to rescue.

Four-sword style.

Dark Slash.

Swish!

As Wang Lu Feng’s three sword beams just fell, he suddenly wielded another dark blade.

That was the combat method taught by his master.

Dark Slash of the Three-sword style.

Apart from the three apparent strikes, there was another hidden one in the shadows.

Zzzz!

Wang Lu Feng’s phone rang.

Time was up.

He dropped the sword, and got into a car from the Investigation and Arrest Bureau, smoothly like clockwork.

The direction the car headed was towards the Zhenqin Corps courtyard.

In the car.

Wang Lu Feng wore a Mei Yangyang headpiece.

"Can I change to a different mask?"

Wang Lu Feng protested.

You could give me a Happy Yangyang mask instead.

"Sorry, just picked one randomly, please bear with it, it’s only for less than a day of training, besides no one else will recognize you."

The officer from Zhenqin Corps said sternly.

Wang Lu Feng had no choice but to reluctantly accept.

...

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