"Remember, there is no princess here. From now on, you are the eldest brother of the three of us. Your name is Zhang Heng."
Song Yaoyao pointed at Song Qinghui again and said:
"He is the older brother, named Zhang Hui, and I am the younger sister, named Zhang Yao.
Do you all remember it?"
They both answered at the same time: "Yes."
Song Yaoyao continued:
"We don't have to go there in person."
Song Yaoyao took out a drone.
Neither of them had seen this thing before, so Song Qinghui asked:
"Yaoyao, what is this?"
"This thing is a kind of mechanical device."
Song Yaoyao didn't know how to explain it, so after thinking for a long time, she gave this explanation.
"Ah? Why do I think this is just a lump of iron? How can I control it?"
"You'll know right away."
Song Yaoyao put the poison on the drone and then controlled it to fly up.
Song Qinghui and Liu Zheheng watched the iron lump fly into the sky and blend into the night.
Song Qinghui was even more surprised:
"Yaoyao, where is it going?"
"To the enemy not far away."
"Won't it get lost?"
"Won't."
"How did you do it?"
"Aren't I controlling it?"
…
Song Qinghui asked a hundred thousand questions and Song Yaoyao was at a loss for words, not knowing how to answer his questions.
As for drones, it is not something that can be explained clearly in just a few words.
Liu Zheheng interrupted Song Qinghui's question and said:
"Brother, please stop asking questions. This will distract me."
Song Qinghui pursed his lips: You get into the role very quickly. You become our big brother so quickly!
After that, Song Qinghui didn't ask any more questions.
Song Yaoyao controlled the drone to fly directly over the enemy's base, stopped at a designated altitude, and scattered poison.
Guagua has already relayed all the situations over there.
Not long after the poison was sprinkled, all the people over there fell to the ground.
Song Yaoyao and the other two entered the enemy's base effortlessly.
Song Yaoyao put away the drone first, then looked at every room and said:
"We'll rest here tonight and go down the mountain tomorrow morning."
"Um."
Song Qinghui and Liu Zheheng were preparing to move the bodies out of the tent.
Song Yaoyao instructed:
"Don't forget to touch the corpse. Take this."
Afterwards, Song Yaoyao handed a bottle to Song Qinghui. When Song Qinghui saw the words "corpse-dissolving powder" written on the bottle, he knew what to do.
Song Qinghui patted his chest and said:
“Yaoyao, don’t worry, I can also touch the corpse without you telling me.
As for these corpses, I will also deal with them cleanly."
Liu Zheheng had no idea what the brother and sister were talking about, but he soon found out.
Song Qinghui, Liu Zheheng and others carried all the bodies to the open space outside.
Song Qinghui touched each corpse and took out all the silver and money on them. Then he cut a wound on each corpse and poured the powder in the bottle onto the wound. Soon, the corpses turned into a pool of blood.
Liu Zheheng couldn't help but shudder. Looking at their skilled speed, they must have done this a lot!
Wasn't this the same thing that happened when someone came to assassinate Song Yaoyao? Song Qinghui and his men had done this kind of thing several times. How could they not be familiar with it?
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