late at night.

The moonlight is hazy.

The window at the edge of the warehouse was gently pushed open, and a figure quietly climbed out from it, carrying a suitcase behind him, and flew towards the outside like a phantom.

In the darkness of night, the sentries stationed near the military base were standing upright at their posts, night vision goggles in their hands, carefully observing the situation around them, and a rustling sound came from the walkie-talkies on their waists.

"Each team reports the situation."

"Nothing unusual happened in the first group."

"No abnormalities in the second group."

"third……"

After several groups finished their reports, the voice on the other end of the intercom sounded relieved.

"Everyone, be alert. You must not let the Sword Saint sneak away. I don't ask you to stop the Sword Saint. If you find any trace of him, report to me immediately... This is the order issued by Commander Ye. If the Sword Saint runs away again, we will all be in trouble. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

The sentry standing on the platform put the walkie-talkie back to his waist and was about to raise the night vision goggles when a ray of invisible sword energy suddenly hit his forehead!

He just felt a black screen before his eyes, and he lost consciousness and fainted on the ground.

Not only him, but all the sentries deployed in this direction were knocked unconscious by the sword energy at the same time. A figure swept across the sky and arrived at the outskirts of the military base in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Ping dragged his suitcase, silently took off his black mask, looked at the empty surroundings, and let out a long sigh.

Now, no one will tell Ye Fan about it...

Beep, beep——!!

In the distance, a car horn suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, beams of dazzling high beams broke through the darkness and shone on Zhou Ping like sharp arrows. These high beams densely covered the surroundings, forming a group of semicircles, illuminating the entire venue as brightly as a concert.

More than thirty black Mercedes-Benz cars hidden in the darkness started at the same time and drove slowly towards Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping, standing in the center of the beam of light, stood there like a sculpture, staring blankly at the scene in front of him, an expression of incomprehension on his face.

Why are there so many Mercedes Benz lying in ambush here...

He clearly just chose a direction at random?

"Ahem, Senior Sword Saint, we are leaving in the middle of the night without even telling us..."

In the darkness behind Zhou Ping, five figures carrying black boxes easily jumped over the wall of the military base and landed in front of many cars. They stood in the dense beams of car lights, and their dark and slender shadows were scattered on the ground.

Among them, the slightly plump figure put his hands in his pockets and spoke helplessly.

"You..." Zhou Ping looked at them in surprise, "How did you know..."

“Senior Sword Saint, have you ever thought about one thing?” Lin Qiye said seriously, “You are really a very easy-to-understand person… Even Jia Lan guessed that you would definitely run away tonight, so of course we will make some preparations.”

Galan, who was standing by, turned his head and glared at him angrily.

"But how did you know I would go in this direction?" Zhou Ping asked the question in his mind.

"Good question!" Baili Pangpang chuckled, took out the walkie-talkie from his waist, pressed the button, "Everyone, please turn on the lights!"

Rub, rub, rub——!!

Densely packed car lights lit up from the darkness. Hundreds of Mercedes-Benz hidden around the military base lit up their lights one after another. The dazzling lights perfectly surrounded the entire base. No matter which direction Zhou Ping went, he could not avoid their light coverage.

Zhou Ping: ...

"It just so happens that the group's dividends arrived last week, otherwise I might not have been able to book so many cars." Baili Pangpang shrugged and said with a half-smile, "I have booked all the Mercedes-Benz reserves in the car rental and sales industry in Huaihai City, and more than a hundred of them were transferred from the neighboring city. This should be enough, right?"

"Chubby, I remembered something."

"Um?"

Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, "When are you going to reimburse us for the money for the suits?"

"…Now doesn't seem like the right time to discuss this, Nanaya?"

“That makes sense.”

Lin Qiye raised his head, looked at Zhou Ping with a smile, and pointed at the hundreds of cars nearby.

"Senior Sword Saint, please pick a car that suits your eyes. We are about to start the third phase of training."

…

One day later.

Xining City.

Six figures walked out of the private airport. Baili Pangpang took off his sunglasses and looked at the city full of ancient charm in front of him, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Xining... I wanted to come and see it before, but unfortunately I never had the chance. I have to stay for a few more days."

"We are here for training, not for tourism." Lin Qiye took out a document from his pocket and said thoughtfully, "We are the 009 squad of the Night Watchmen stationed in Xining City. There are seven members in the squad, including the captain Huang Yuande, the deputy captain Shan Mei, and a member named Jiang Liu who are from the Sea Realm, and the other four members are all from the Sichuan Realm...

Well, three sea realms, this shouldn’t be a problem, we can finish it early and go to the next city.”

After saying that, he turned to look at Zhou Ping, who was looking down at his toes, and asked, "Senior Sword Saint, what do you think?"

Zhou Ping's body trembled. After hesitating for a long time, he slowly said, "I think... even if I don't have to negotiate, the five of you can still defeat them."

"But when we get to the next few teams, we still need you to come out to negotiate." Baili Pangpang came up to him and said, "Just treat this as a practice. It doesn't matter even if the negotiations fail!"

"Yes, Senior Sword Saint, this time just treat it as a rehearsal."

Lin Qiye and others tried to persuade him for a long time, but Zhou Ping lowered his head lower and lower. Finally, he couldn't resist their persuasion and nodded helplessly.

"Well, I'll... give it a try."

Following the address on the document, they found the entrance to an old residential complex, walked down the slope of the garage to the basement, and finally stood in front of a small shop with the words "Cainiao Station" written on it.

"Qiye, this 009 team also does part-time courier business?" Baili Pangpang asked in surprise.

"What's so strange about this? Our 136th Squad's office previously handled emotional disputes of a 70-year-old woman on a part-time basis." Lin Qiye said calmly, "When there is no 'mystery', the garrison team is allowed to develop other businesses."

Baili Pangpang nodded.

In silence, everyone turned to look at Zhou Ping who was standing at the end.

"..." Zhou Ping's mouth twitched slightly, and he whispered, "I, I don't know how to say it..."

"Just tell us why we're here."

"Oh well."

Zhou Ping hesitated for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to push the door and walk into the Cainiao Station.

In the cramped store, a middle-aged man who was carrying a parcel raised his head, glanced at Zhou Ping, and said with a smile: "Hello, I am Huang Yuande, the courier here, what is your pickup code?"

"I, I...I don't have the pickup code."

"Oh? Are you here to send a package? Where do you want to send it to?"

"...I don't send express either." After holding it in for a long time, Zhou Ping finally uttered these words.

Huang Yuande asked suspiciously: "Then what are you doing here?"

Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment and said, "I brought people here to mess things up."

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