Girl, there's something wrong with you

Xing Yunzhi woke up from bed.

She subconsciously called "Jinyang", then sat up and looked around hesitantly, then she remembered that this was not the old house in Wujiang Town at all.

Alas, haven’t I moved here for a few days? Why did I suddenly forget it again?

She came to the bathroom in a daze and looked at herself in the mirror.

The long, straight black hair, all the way down from the shoulder blades, is smooth and shiny—but a little too long.

Long hair will get dirty easily, so go to a local hairdressing place to get it cut later.

The most striking thing about the person in the mirror is his big, bright eyes. It seems that whether it is Wang Wanrou, Chu Qingqing, Yang Wangshu or Cui Jinqi, their eyes are slightly smaller than mine.

In terms of female aesthetics, big eyes are usually more attractive than small eyes, so one of the Asian magic techniques of "eyeliner" has been derived, which is to use eyeliner to make the eyes appear larger and more spiritual.

well.

Xing Yunzhi didn't know why, but every time she saw her beauty, she couldn't help but sigh.

As for the nose and mouth, there is nothing surprising. They fall within the standard configuration of a beautiful girl, but they pale in comparison to the eyes.

Now at this age, there is no need to worry about crow's feet and lines under the eyes... Xing Yunzhi touched the skin on her face and slowly felt relieved.

I took out my phone and saw that it was almost 11 noon.

After leaving Jinyang and Mengland, have you become a little confused in your daily routine?

She filled the bathtub again and made a phone call to ask how Jinyang was doing.

The phone rang several times but couldn't get through.

Xing Yunzhi:? ? ?

Wait, Cui Xiaoniang still lives in their house...

With this thought in mind, she turned off the faucet, hurriedly put on her clothes and left the bathroom, heading towards the Cheng clan's land.

Upon arriving at the Cheng clan, Xing Yunzhi did not go to Cheng Jinyang immediately. Instead, she found her cousin Cheng Yuexian in the meeting hall.

"Clan leader?" Cheng Yuexian seemed a little tired, "At 3 o'clock this morning, he was taken away by the Jin Yiwei."

"Jinyiwei?" Xing Yunzhi was slightly startled.

There is a joke circulating in the court: if Dali Temple picks someone up at 9 a.m. in an official’s home, there is still a chance that the position can be saved; if Liumen picks up someone at 5 a.m., the position is probably not saved; if Jinyiwei picks up someone at 3 a.m. Mention people...

Prepare the coffin.

Of course, Cheng Jinyang himself is not a civil servant, so this law does not apply. So Xing Yunzhi thought about it again and asked in a low voice:

"That plan?"

Cheng Yuexian sighed.

If you say you're not worried, that's a lie. After all, her father was also in Cheng Jinyang's team, but it was useless to worry now. She could only go to the laboratory to do an experiment and write a few papers to reassure herself.

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The train finally arrived at the designated stop.

In the underground space similar to a factory, everyone saw a huge flying tank... heavy five-layer armor, the muzzle was removed, 12 large flying jets were installed, evenly distributed at 360 degrees from front to back, left and right , as if all attack power has been removed, and the defense and mobility attributes are fully maximized.

Cheng Jinyang even came up with an idea: If this thing were transformed into a ship girl, wouldn't it be a meat mountain as flexible as a flying swallow?

"According to the plan, the Cheng family from the capital city is responsible for driving." Princess Luling commanded.

"Okay." Second uncle Cheng Qingyuan echoed.

When it comes to flying, no one present can compare to the Cheng family from the capital city. Gravity directly reduces gravity, and coupled with the speed boost from 12 jets, not to mention tank-type vehicles, even warships can fly it.

"The investigation is under the responsibility of Hongnong Yang."

"Understood." Hongnong Yang's electromagnetic waves are the absolute best choice in the field of investigation.

"The Zheng family in Xingyang is responsible for the defense."

"Copy that." Xingyang Zheng's mental impact, her telekinesis stopped all attacks without any blind spots.

"Fan Yang Lu, maintain the continuous attack on the Jingwei, and communicate with Cheng immediately if there is any issue with the angle of attack."

"Okay." The Lu clan member of this team is a fourth-grade psychic with a gray beard. He looks to be in his sixties or seventies.

You still have to go to war when you are sixty or seventy years old.

Somehow, Cheng Jinyang suddenly thought of his grandfather Cheng Benhe.

In this turbulent era, even the elderly have to squeeze out the last bit of value for the survival of their family...

What a fuck.

Princess Luling finished laying out her tactics and finally turned her attention to Cheng Jinyang:

"According to His Majesty's wishes, you don't have to do anything as a spectator, and don't interfere with other people's work. Just stay quietly in the corner."

Being stared at by a group of middle-aged uncles and old men, Cheng Jinyang was a little embarrassed and nodded.

"Then, we will set off in 3 minutes and 20 seconds." Princess Luling confirmed the time, "Everyone..."

"The rise and fall of the country will depend on this battle."

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The interior of the flying tank is no different from a normal tank. Due to the thick multi-layer armor, the space seems very small and tight. The height of the upper and lower floors is only about 1.6 meters, making it impossible to stand upright.

Fortunately, there is plenty of width in the front, rear, left and right, so Cheng Jinyang doesn't have to squeeze in with a bunch of uncles. So he consciously found a corner and squatted down quietly.

Princess Luling walked next to him, pulled out a data cable from the back of her neck, and plugged it into the connection port on the inner wall of the tank. A large number of green codes flashed in her eyes.

"Are you nervous now?" She suddenly lowered her head and asked Cheng Jinyang.

"It's okay." Cheng Jinyang shook his head.

After so many years of nightmares, he seemed to have lost his fear and nervousness about death, which he had mentioned to Azhi before. This is a good thing and a bad thing. In short, there is no way to change it.

"As for the battlefield, past big data shows that the more cautious you are, the more likely you are to lose your life." Princess Luling said thoughtfully, "But this time, you are just a bystander, so there is no need. Overly concerned.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the time set with the other teams came.

Cheng Jinyang only felt a shaking underneath him, and the sound of turbines coming from all directions began to buzz.

"Take it." Princess Luling handed him a helmet.

"What?"

"Holographic projection," Princess Luling said, "allows you to better observe the entire battlefield."

So why on earth do you care so much about me?

Cheng Jinyang put on his helmet speechlessly, and was startled by the scene in front of him.

Like the upward perspective of a third-person game, he saw the flying tank in the center of the screen, drawing a huge arc and rotating at high maneuverability around the Jingwei mothership.

Straight high-energy particle beams were shot from the attack chamber at the top of the tank. That is the ability of Lu's fourth-level superpower user. By crushing the outer shell of atoms to emit violent particle beams in a direction, it can produce extremely high temperatures and radiation.

And above the flying tank, there is a huge thing that almost blocks out the sky and the sun. If the flying tank is a krill, then the Jingwei mothership is the blue whale in the deep sea. It just hovers in the air and casts endless shadows on the ground that block the sunlight, which makes people wonder. A completely overwhelming feeling of powerlessness arose.

The high-energy particle beam hit the center of the bottom of the Jingwei mothership and was blocked by the faint blue force field shield. It looked like poking an elephant's thick skin with a toothpick. To say this attack could kill an elephant...

It’s simply a fool’s errand!