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But before that, when "the feathers have not yet been added and the flies have not yet landed", one should be able to distinguish between friend and foe unconsciously, otherwise something like what happened last night might still happen.

What I had envisioned before was to spread the true Qi all over the body so that once something invaded, I would be able to detect it quickly and give myself time to react.

Or you can spread the true Qi around, spreading it out like a spider web, so that when someone steps in, they can feel the connection.

The only thing Zhao Cheng didn't consider was reducing his combat response, because that would be a way to death.

Thinking in his heart, he stepped into the Nanshan Pork Chop Restaurant again. When the pretty proprietress saw him, she smiled and asked, "Why are you here so early today?"

"Yeah, it's still the same." Zhao Cheng replied with a smile, sat at the table and took out his mobile phone, wanting to check online for any good ideas.

The proprietress quickly brought a pork chop rice to the table, and then brought three more pork chops. Zhao Cheng had come here many times and knew what to order without ordering.

But this time, the proprietress didn't leave after putting down the pork chop. She stood there, adjusted her glasses and asked:

"Last time we talked, you seemed to be a student at Jiangren High School, right?"

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Author's words: Thanks to Xiao Wang for the reward.

Thanks everyone for the coins.

There will be one more update, around 9 o'clock.

Chapter 91 Departure

Zhao Cheng put down his phone and replied, "Yeah, what's the matter?"

The pretty lady boss held the chair opposite Zhao Cheng and gestured. Zhao Cheng nodded, and then she pulled out the chair and sat down and said:

"My child is a sophomore at Jingyuan High School and will take the college entrance examination next year. I think you are a good student. I would like to ask if you have any study tips?"

She had been observing Zhao Cheng for more than a day. He always came to eat when other children were supposed to attend class. When talking about the college entrance examination, he had neither the confidence and sense of superiority of a recommended student nor the feeling of self-abandonment of a poor student. Instead, he seemed very confident about the exam.

This made her curious, and she also wanted to ask if it could help her child. If her child really did well in his studies, maybe she could hire someone to help her son with his homework next year.

"Uh..." Zhao Cheng choked. Is it a trick to have a spirit level of more than 30 points? There's no way to explain it.

But the proprietress misunderstood and quickly stood up: "Sorry, I was a little abrupt."

"No, no, no, it's okay. I just don't know how to say it. I... I will learn it after watching it..."

Zhao Cheng expressed it with difficulty, trying hard not to sound pretentious.

Seeing the cold light under the proprietress's glasses, Zhao Cheng knew that what she said was not very nice, so he continued to explain:

"I can try to tutor your child after I finish the college entrance exam. I think he will be able to get into Jishi University."

"Ah? Really?" The proprietress thought he was a good student, but she didn't expect him to be admitted to Jishen University, which is among the top 5 in the country.

The pretty face suddenly glowed with radiance, and the dazzling color made Zhao Cheng's eyes light up. Before, he only thought that the proprietress looked pretty with glasses, but today she looked much more dazzling due to her excited mood. If her skin was not so dark, her appearance would probably be even better.

"We'll treat you to dinner today. Please be sure to come here again when you go to college." The proprietress stood up and bowed deeply.

Now Zhao Cheng felt embarrassed. He didn't expect her to be so formal. He stood up hurriedly to return the greeting.

The lady boss smiled brightly, and the restaurant seemed to light up: "Then please wait a moment, sir. I will make you some other snacks."

The proprietress already knew how much Zhao Cheng ate, so she wasn't worried at all that he wouldn't be able to finish his meal.

After dinner, Zhao Cheng returned home contentedly.

The house was empty, with only Haiyun sitting on the sofa, thinking with a computer in hand.

Zhao Cheng came over and hugged her slender waist: "Is Peilin feeling better now?"

Hai Yun glanced at him, turned her head and snorted with anger, stretching out her tone: "Okay, Zhao the scumbag."

Zhao Cheng smiled awkwardly and said, "This is just a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

"Haha, you slept with someone all night despite a misunderstanding?" Hai Yun continued in a sarcastic tone.

Zhao Cheng couldn't argue with her, so he could only gag her. After a while, Hai Yun panted and hit him lightly: "You only know how to bully me."

Then he grabbed the big hand that was doing the trick and said, "Stop messing around, it's time to act."

Hearing this, Zhao Cheng became more serious. Fortunately, his injury healed last night, otherwise the plan to capture the mutant creatures today would not be able to be carried out.

"Where?"

Haiyun bent down and looked at the map carefully: "The situation has changed a bit. The target has left Seoul and is probably in this range." Haiyun drew a circle with the mouse.

Zhao Cheng took a look and saw that it was the southeast direction of Seoul, and further east was a large mountain range.

"But the safety aspect is still the same as before." Haiyun continued.

Zhao Cheng frowned. It was very inconvenient to communicate in this way. He might encounter danger while fighting, and Hai Yun was too fragile. It would be dangerous even if she was left in the mountains.

"I can keep in touch with you from the hotel outside the mountain. We can just buy two satellite phones on the way."

Haiyun was thinking about this question while looking at the map.

Zhao Cheng was still not satisfied. In his opinion, it would be better for Haiyun to stay at home, since someone was watching her.

After thinking for a while, he said firmly:

"No, you should stay at home. Let's maintain telephone communication first. We can switch to a satellite phone as a last resort. If this doesn't work, we can switch to the next time."

Haiyun knew that he was protecting herself, but still said: "Actually, I can also predict my own safety issues..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Cheng interrupted her: "I'm worried about you when I'm not with you, so you should just stay at home or find a hotel in the city."

"Oh." Hai Yun snuggled in his arms, still feeling depressed. She really didn't want to be such a burden.

Zhao Cheng knew that she was unhappy, so he advised her, "Don't worry, I will find a way for you to practice as soon as possible, and then you will become as strong as me."

"Then I don't need it," Haiyun hugged his neck and said coquettishly, "It's enough for me to run away, and the master will protect the rest~"

"Haha." Zhao Cheng laughed when he heard that. The two figures overlapped and became close to each other. Strange noises soon rang out in the room.

20 minutes later, Zhao Cheng bought his ticket while tying his belt, and lamented that traveling was a bit troublesome:

"After this week, you and Meijing can work on financial management together, and then we can buy a car. That way it will be more convenient."

Haiyun didn't answer, but just straightened her clothes and hit him in annoyance. This man didn't even consider the occasion and started doing it openly in the living room, not afraid of being seen.

Zhao Cheng chuckled, and after the two of them had packed up, they went out together.

......

In a car on Geumamsan Mountain, southeast of Seoul.

The mountain road was rugged and uneven. Wen Tingxiu's figure, sitting in the back seat, was shaking with the car, and even the towering peaks tightly bound on her chest were shaking along with it.

A reporting voice came over the intercom.

"Report, the target was last seen near Qiandan Mountain."

"What the hell is going on in the Ministry?!"

Zhang Zhehao, who was sitting in the front row, complained that Group C had not received the monitoring authorization from the department and therefore had not been able to catch up with the target. They could only make adjustments through the department's monitoring, but it was obvious that someone was tripping them up again.

Every time we carry out a mission, with team leader Wen Tingxiu, the difficulty is not too great, but it is also extremely disgusting in these small aspects, either the information is delayed like today, or there are three or four consecutive missions at a long distance, or simply the mission is shelved for a period of time.

If the team leader Wen Tingxiu hadn't gone and had a tantrum, the targeting might have been more obvious.

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Author's Note: Last update.

Chapter 92: Encounter becomes pursuit

Jingyan Mountain, in the dense jungle.

Zhao Cheng used his skills to shuttle through the forest. There were no roads in most places, so he had to jump onto trees and run forward.

After running for about 5 or 6 minutes, I realized that I might have lost my direction again, so I found a tall tree and stood still.

I had lost contact with Haiyun by phone an hour ago, and therefore missed the best place to meet her, which turned into a chase.

Feeling a little annoyed, he took out his satellite phone while hiding his body under the treetops. But even now, he had not forgotten that he could not go to the top of the tree, and he tried his best to avoid being captured by any surveillance equipment.

Although Haiyun had prepared a green camouflage uniform in advance and directed the escape from surveillance in the city, she was able to track them here successfully. However, she had missed the best location and the difficult moments had just begun. She could no longer rely on Haiyun all the time and needed to be as cautious as possible.

In a hotel room, Haiyun sat at the table with a notebook in front of her, on which was a map of the area around Jingyan Mountain.

The phone rang. Hai Yun answered it and closed her eyes while sensing it, saying, "The target is heading north at a very fast speed. It seems that the purpose is to cross the Namhan River and enter the mountains in the northwest."

After a pause, he continued, "It's too late for you to catch up. Just cross the river and aim for Fuyong Temple. You should be able to track them down in the mountainous area to the west of it."

Zhao Cheng hung up the phone, took out his cell phone to check the location of Fuyong Temple, found the right direction, and ran towards it.

We soon arrived at the riverside. The river was vast, about 3 to 4 meters wide.

Seeing that there was no one around, Zhao Cheng broke off a few branches, grabbed a few handfuls of mud on the ground and smeared them on his face, then crouched down on the shore, gathered the true energy under his feet and suddenly exerted force, and shot out along the surface of the river like a sharp sword.

It was the first time for Zhao Cheng to try this. Below him was the sparkling water surface, reflecting his own figure, which was within reach. He felt very happy, as if he was just like those martial arts masters.

But the gusts of wind blowing on his face slowed him down involuntarily.

He cursed inwardly, thinking how much better it would be if there was a tailwind. So he broke off another piece of the branch in his hand and threw it out to let it float on the water.

When the body passes the floating branch, the toes lightly touch it, and the true Qi in the body flows to activate the lifting and leaping technique, and the body leaps forward again. However, this time it cannot be as fast as with the leverage on the shore, and it needs leverage every time it jumps more than ten meters.

Fortunately, the branches he broke off were long enough, and he finally reached the other side before the last piece was used up. Otherwise, Zhao Cheng would have planned to throw his electronic products over before swimming.

Even so, the last few steps were still taken along the river bank.

Standing on the shore, Zhao Cheng's inner energy emanated from his body, steaming his wet shoes and pants. He did not stop, but ran quickly into the jungle.

......

Two hours later, several black cars stopped near where Zhao Cheng crossed the river.

In the leading car, Zhang Zhehao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, angrily hammered the table above the glove box and shouted loudly without caring about his image: "What a bunch of bastards."

It turned out that just now, the department’s command and monitoring center brought them here and finally issued monitoring authority.

But after Team B took over the authority and started monitoring, they found that the target had crossed the river two hours ago and disappeared about half an hour ago. No wonder Zhang Zhehao cursed, it was obvious that he didn't want them to complete the mission.

Moreover, there are no bridges in front or behind this location. If you want to cross the river, you can either return to the original route to cross the Han River and then the North Han River, or continue driving south and east for about 30 kilometers to find a bridge. Either way, it is not possible to complete in a short time.

Wen Tingxiu, who was sitting in the back seat, didn't say anything. She was silently tying her hair into a bun. Finally, she tied her long crimson wavy hair into a big bun and fixed it at the back of her head.

Then he took out the intercom and said, "Team B, have Hall Prototype 1, 2, and 4 follow me, and Xingyao stay connected. The rest of you should get to the scene as soon as possible."

When she learned that the department's monitoring center did not issue authority, she had a bad feeling, so she brought the latest equipment. However, she was still furious when she found that No. 3 had turned into a pile of debris. Chen Yiping and Huang Xiu'e are still being punished in the group.

"Team leader, it's too unsafe for you to be alone. Can you at least bring a few more people with you?"

Zhang Zhehao advised that although the team leader was the best in close combat, he was still no match for bullets.

Wen Tingxiu glanced at him and said, "Who can keep up with me?"

Then he said, "If they want to kill me, they won't be so blatant. You just need to get there as soon as possible. I will leave marks along the way."

After saying that, he opened the door and got out of the car. He sorted out his equipment and made sure there was nothing missing before he quickly ran from the road to the shore and jumped.

The people standing on the shore only saw a small black dot quickly sinking into the center of the river, and then they quickly got in the car and left.

A white wave appeared in the river and quickly approached the shore. Its speed was actually much faster than Zhao Cheng's.

Wen Tingxiu walked to the shore, the river water soaked her black leather jacket, showing her broad mind and perky buttocks even more.

Open the waterproof backpack and put away the drone. The Hall prototype has a low sound and a high speed, but it also consumes a lot of power and can only maintain flight for about 30 minutes. Therefore, it does not need to fly normally, and you only need to maintain the connection with Xingyao.

Wen Tingxiu took out a tablet from her backpack and looked at the location before heading into the mountains.

......

On the other side, the Special Affairs Department.

The young man with a slick face who had appeared in Wen Tingxiu's office before, Zhao Mingjun, the leader of Group F, was standing in the minister's office at this time, nodding and saying:

"Minister, she will definitely fail the mission this time."

He had a flattering smile on his face: "Look, Bai Enzhong, you must help me fight for her. She will fail more than once in the future. She is totally unsuitable for another assistant."

Then he started to complain: "I am the only one on our team who has a haste and a self-healing skill, and neither of them can fight. Bai Enzhong is good at defense. Although he is a C-level, he is a perfect match for our team..."

Behind the desk, Kim Seung-hoon, a bald and portly man, squinted his eyes and watched his performance with interest. This man was far inferior to his father. If he had not been extremely lucky to awaken his supernatural powers, he would never have been able to enter this department.

"Mingjun, don't worry. As long as this is done well, there will be no problem with Group C."