Fang Rong's eyes were complicated. "Anyway, just call me if you need anything. I'll be there whenever you need me."
"Always available" sounds a bit like a line from a male supporting character on TV.
Li Wenyang smiled and said, "Okay, but I don't need anything right now. I can handle it all by myself."
"Hmm." Fang Rong also knew about his special ability. It was fine for him to be alone, and it was very convenient for him to change his appearance. But if he was taken along, it would be difficult to run away.
"Never mind, I need to go back and clean up the mess." Li Wenyang had been preparing for a long time, investigating a lot of information about the World Society. He had even been tricked into bed by someone while conducting a thorough investigation. Finally, he found out where the World Society's youngest son lived.
The security might be a bit tight, making it difficult to sneak in. Of course, this also shows that his second son is useless; the truly capable person only needs himself.
It's like a fruit, incredibly hard on the outside and sweet and delicious on the inside, something like coconut jelly?
Li Wenyang waved goodbye to Fang Rong and returned to the World Society alone. The journey was a bit long, and he hitched a lot of rides. Fortunately, he was charming enough that almost no one would refuse if he asked.
"Hello, my surname is Li, you can call me Wenyang." He spoke to the driver of the ride he had just hitched a ride with in a somewhat familiar manner.
He was a spirited young man, his face flushed red. "You're welcome."
Li Wenyang looked at him with amusement, "Handsome young man, don't be nervous, take your time."
His words were more misleading, making people think all sorts of things.
The young man swallowed hard and stole a glance at him in the rearview mirror. "I'm not nervous, I'm fine."
"That's good." Li Wenyang fastened his seatbelt, took out a cigarette, and lit it.
Smoking and drinking are prohibited in the military region, but he has both an alcohol and cigarette addiction. Pretending for so long has been incredibly difficult.
"Where are we going now?" the young man asked nervously.
"Going to the slums, is it on the way?" Li Wenyang exhaled a puff of white smoke, the misty air obscuring his face.
"On the way." Actually, it wasn't on the way, but he wanted to spend more time with Li Wenyang. After all, it was a rare opportunity; where else could he find such a beautiful woman?
Li Wenyang knew exactly what he was thinking; he had encountered far too many people like him during his missions.
It has to be said that being female is convenient; wherever she goes, people fawn over her. She is also a rare beauty among females.
If it weren't so tiring to pretend to be female, I would have continued to use the female identity.
The main females are usually petite and delicate, and with his height, he would be like an ostrich clinging to a woman. If he wanted to become petite and delicate, he would have to use a bone-shrinking technique.
Bone-shrinking exercises are actually quite painful, since it involves compressing bones using abnormal methods and forcibly shortening them by a section, which is naturally uncomfortable.
The night road is long and winding, with many twists and turns, and before you know it, you've strayed from the original path.
"Where are we now?" Li Wenyang tilted his head to look out the window. "This doesn't seem to be the road to the slums."
Not only that, the car kept turning into more and more remote areas. If he hadn't asked, it would have just turned into a small alley.
"This is where the poor go..." The young man suddenly stopped, sweat slowly trickling down his forehead.
"Really?" Li Wenyang extinguished the cigarette butt and nudged his head with the gun. "Come on, repeat what you just said. Where is this place?"
"I...please spare me, I'll turn back right now." The driver's voice trembled.
"No need, I think I'm fine driving myself." Li Wenyang tilted his head and gestured towards the window.
It was the middle of the night, pitch black, and although the driver was scared, he still stopped the car on his own, raised his hands above his head, and quickly rolled away.
Li Wenyang bent down and moved to a different spot, threw his cigarette butt away, and shook his head as if talking to himself, "How come I'm like a thug, doing this kind of robbery and plunder?"
He floored the accelerator, and the car sped away, driving all the way to the slums. He stopped in front of a supermarket and bought two packs of chewing gum.
This is a great way to pass the time; chewing it when you're bored can even help you quit smoking.
The slums remained the same, lifeless and deserted.
Li Wenyang walked into the corner, and when he came out again, he had become a different person.
That was a woman, the woman of the second son of the leader of the Tianxia Society. Her name was Tang Xin, I think. The second son was named Hu Gaofeng. Tang Xin was willful and capricious, while Hu Gaofeng was cynical and irresponsible. The two of them made a perfect match.
"Hello, Miss Tang."
As Li Wenyang walked along, people kept greeting him, but he ignored them all, holding his head high and looking down at the sky, just like a smug little man.
The skirt was a bit tight, making it difficult for him to walk. It would occasionally ride up, revealing his men's underwear.
With a snap, the necklace of the person in front of him suddenly fell off. He bent down to pick it up, but the movement was too big, and there was a hissing sound behind him. His skirt ripped, and the zipper broke.
"Uh..." This is a bit awkward.
Li Wenyang covered her skirt and returned the necklace to the stunned person.
Hu Gaofeng, leveraging his status as the son of a wealthy man, has seized control of many large hotels, and this one is no exception. It is one of his properties and his favorite place to spend his time.
It seems to be called the Grand Hotel.
He was waiting for the elevator with other people when the sound of his skirt making noise startled everyone, and they all stared at him in surprise.
It seems like she's been exposed. Tang Xin would never do something so kind as to pick up someone else's things.
“There’s a traitor…” Snap! Li Wenyang had already snapped his neck. He reacted in a second and took another five seconds to deal with these people.
Once the gunshot rings out, someone will soon notice something is wrong here, and he won't have much time to spare.
Li Wenyang took off one of the people's skirts and put it on himself. That's the downside of bodycon skirts; they're too tight. If you want to fight, you have to lift them up and your underwear will be exposed.
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