Spy Wars: I have spy skills, it’s so damn cool!

After they finished their meal, it was completely dark.

The three of them talked about everything they knew about the Red Party, and their understanding of the Red Party deepened.

Knowing that they had to continue their journey tomorrow, they didn't chat for long. The voices of the three people in the room gradually disappeared, and soon snoring sounds were heard.

More than an hour passed and the lights in the yard went out.

The two rooms were occupied by three students and Liu Zhiwen and his group.

The six people who were waiting in the small courtyard were all keeping watch in the courtyard or outside.

Logically speaking, the Red Party knew the importance of the three students, and it was a bit careless to arrange only such a small number of people to pick them up and escort them.

But the Red Party also had its considerations. It was not safe to have a large number of people escorting, as too many people would easily expose them.

The six contact personnel arranged are all good with guns and have some skills.

It is the quality of a person that matters more than quantity.

Seeing the lights in the yard at the foot of the mountain go out, Sun Lang knew that they would have to rest here for the night.

"Alright! Uh... since you're not leaving, I'll take a rest too."

"Just don't sleep too deeply. If these guys leave in the middle of the night, uh... that would be the end."

When Yu Kun and his friends were eating egg noodles, Sun Lang smelled the fragrance.

I took out the braised chicken from the space early in the morning and had a full meal with rice.

I feel a little full after eating, so I rub my stomach. Now I am a little close to the yard and there are people guarding outside, so I can’t go out to digest the food.

It was so delicious that I couldn't help but eat a little too much. Now I feel like burping all the time.

He closed his mouth and made no sound, then took out a large military coat from the space and spread it on the ground.

After lying down and closing his eyes, the hiccups would not go away for a while, so Sun Lang opened the system space.

“I don’t know if Yang Guichang’s shooting at me was intended to kill me. Does it count as an assassination?”

I opened the agent system and turned to the lottery page. My eyes lit up when I saw the display above.

"Oh, there really is a chance to win a prize."

Many people died at his hands, including several Japanese spies, but there was only one chance to draw the lottery.

That proves that the person who shot him had murderous intent, and was killed by Sun Lang, was given the chance to draw the lottery.

I didn't understand this rule before, but now I understand it.

Sun Lang rubbed his hands together and said, "Let me see what I can draw this time?"

"lottery!"

Use your big hand to press the center of the red button.

I don’t know how many times the indicator needle turned in five seconds before it finally stopped.

"The lottery result: 10,000 pairs of red underwear."

"Ahem..."

When Sun Lang saw the 1 pairs of red underwear, he was caught off guard and choked on his saliva, and he burped.

"Pants, pants, pants..."

I covered my mouth but couldn't help coughing, and my whole face turned red.

The man on guard outside the yard heard the sound and looked towards the mountain behind with some confusion.

After listening quietly for a while, his brows relaxed and he stopped caring and turned back.

"It's an owl!"

Sun Lang coughed for a full minute before he stopped.

Then comes the output.

"Fuck system, are you kidding me?"

"What's the point of 1 pairs of underwear? Even if you give me underwear, you don't have to give me red ones, right?"

"Giving 10,000 pairs of socks is better than giving underwear, right?"

"Do I look like I'm short of underwear?"

In fact, there is a shortage. There are not many underwears for sale outside now.

Only people living in the city would wear it. In a village like this, many people don't wear underwear.

Or they make some pants themselves to wear.

Even if there are underwear shops in cities now, the products are very simple, all of them are boxer briefs, which are very uncomfortable to wear.

The underwear has been pulled out, and no matter how much you scold me, you can't go back, and you can't pull it out again. You can only open the underwear and check.

Very good, very complete, all styles are available.

Sun Lang breathed a sigh of relief after reading it.

Fortunately, the system provides men's underwear, including triangle, square and boxer.

When Sun Lang saw the boxer briefs, he was speechless.

"I don't know who invented this. Wouldn't it get stuck in the crotch if I wear underwear like this?"

"And why red? Can't we give it another color?"

Forget it, forget it, forget it, Sun Lang didn’t want to talk anymore.

If the agent system could understand him, it would have spoken long ago, why would it have waited until now?

Underwear is just underwear! Keep one box for yourself and give the rest to the Red Party and let them deal with it themselves.

Although it's a bit shabby, it's better than leaving it in the space gathering dust, right?

At least it's a piece of clothing, right?

That’s how it was decided. After thinking it over, Sun Lang closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Three or four in the morning.

There was a noise in the courtyard, but it was very small. The person on night watch went to the kitchen and started cooking.

An hour after the meal was ready, there was a little noise in the yard and someone knocked on the door and called the people inside.

On the back slope, Sun Lang was awakened by the sound at this time.

The knock on the door was not loud because he was afraid of falling into deep sleep, so he could hear any movement.

After getting up, he yawned continuously. He was now even more miserable than Hong Dang and Yu Kun. He didn't even dare to sleep soundly.

In just these few days, the two dark circles under my eyes have become more and more obvious.

My mind is still in a fuzzy state, not quite clear: "I really want to fall down and sleep until I wake up naturally!"

That’s what you say, but you can’t do that.

He took out the kettle from the space and washed his face with cold water.

The water is not cold, and getting my face wet clears my mind.

Then I held the kettle and took a few big gulps, and the sleepiness was completely driven away.

"Well, it's time to have breakfast. We have to travel again soon."

Looking at the lights on in the yard below, Sun Lang took out breakfast from the space.

Also a bowl of egg noodles.

But this bowl of egg noodles is much richer than what Yu Kun and his friends eat.

Except for the wontons, all the food in his space was made by Sun Lang himself.

Since you make it for yourself, of course you have to make it as delicious and rich as possible.

There are not only two eggs in a bowl of noodles, but also meat slices and vegetables.

Others put shredded pork in noodles, but Sun Lang just put sliced ​​meat.

On the steaming noodles, and under the slightly trembling egg, was a layer of meat.

Each piece of meat is three fingers wide and half a finger thick. Just looking at it makes one's appetite whet and drool.

It tastes so delicious, one piece at a time.

"Sniff... smells good."

“It’s still delicious when you make it yourself!”

If you are willing to put in more ingredients, it will definitely taste better than those sold outside.

To tell whether the food tastes good or not, just look at Sun Lang, who eats without even raising his head.

Also, the bowl in Sun Lang's hand was much bigger than the bowls Yu Kun and the others used. It was more like a basin than a bowl.

The bowl of noodles was twice as large as theirs.

Sun Lang wanted to finish the big bowl of noodles with an open stomach.

But the portion was really big, and there was still 1/4 left.

Thinking that I might have to travel soon, and I would be the one feeling uncomfortable if I ate too much, I put the remaining noodles back into the space.

Now there is not only this half portion of noodles in the space, but also half a portion of braised pork left over from yesterday.

It is impossible to waste it, and we will solve it all next time.