Soon after, the night, like a huge and mysterious black curtain, silently enveloped the entire world.

In Ye Tingheng's villa, Jiang Yinyue was wearing a bright red sportswear with eye-catching white lines.

In the spacious and bright living room, she was sweating profusely as she practiced the basic skills of Xingyiquan that Ye Tingheng had just taught her not long ago.

The fact is just as her sister said, she is still relatively young, and coupled with her introverted personality and the limitations of her student status, she has lacked exercise since childhood and has relatively weak physical fitness.

If she really has to personally participate in a fierce battle in the future, she will face many severe challenges.

Firstly, since her body had not yet fully matured, maintaining the transformed armor would undoubtedly be quite strenuous for her. Secondly, combat itself was an extremely challenging activity, and she was extremely lacking in practical combat experience and combat awareness, which inevitably led to her being unable to perform to her full potential in combat.

Furthermore, what was even more troublesome was that her sister had reminded her in the laboratory that during the battle, she would most likely be faced with a dangerous situation where she was outnumbered.

As a result, her psychological pressure resistance, superb fighting skills, flexible battlefield adaptability, and proficiency in the use of various equipment are all subject to much more stringent requirements than those of ordinary people.

Faced with such a difficult situation, Jiang Yinyue knew that she had no choice but to gradually improve herself through persistent and hard training until she finally met the requirements to join that organization.

Finally marrying my elder sister... cough cough, bah bah bah, now is not the time to think about this, Jiang Yinyue!!!

So the girl took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and repeated those seemingly simple yet crucial actions over and over again.

Sweat soaked her clothes, but her eyes remained as firm as ever, as if flickering a faint but never extinguished light in the darkness.

Jiang Yinyue's sister Ye Tingheng, whom she was thinking about all the time, was busy in the kitchen, preparing dinner for today. Just as she was pouring the chopped carrots into the pressure cooker.

The "work" mobile phone that was originally stuffed in the left side of the coat suddenly vibrated, causing Ye Tingheng to slow down his spice-spreading movements a little.

Then, Ye Tingheng slowly covered the pot, turned on the low heat and simmered it, then she walked to the sink, washed her hands, and took out a paper towel to wipe away the remaining water droplets.

Then she took off her apron and hung it up, took out her cell phone and saw two messages from Shen Che and Stag Beetle's phone, lying quietly in the message column.

(It seems that Song Tangsheng has woken up. If we count last night, this dog Aofiyno has been in a coma for more than a day.)

After quickly typing a line of words with her left hand and sending it out, Ye Tingheng walked out of the kitchen with her hands in her pockets. She was now wearing a nightgown and a down jacket. It was fine at home, after all, there was central air conditioning to provide heating.

Um... okay, Ye Tingheng admitted that she was still in the idle period. If she went out like this, she would most likely freeze to death. Okay, okay, she knew that this was not good for her health and she would change it later. Really.

"Xiaoyue, I'm going out for a while. Remember to turn off the stove at 6:42. There's still about half an hour left. I've set the alarm. You can continue cooking when I come back."

"If you're really hungry, there are some snacks in the closet inside the bedroom. You can use them to fill your stomach. I'll buy some more later."

Ye Tingheng took off his coat and walked towards the stairwell. Jiang Yinyue, who was training, heard the words and immediately ran up to him. After calling out to him loudly, she gently pulled the hem of Ye Tingheng's skirt from behind.

"Sister!" (pulling the clothes)

"What's wrong, Xiaoyue?"

Ye Tingheng turned around slowly and asked. Seeing this, the latter immediately loosened her fingers shyly, lowered her head and replied softly: "Sister, are you going on a mission?"

"No, it's just an emergency meeting within the organization. Don't worry, Xiaoyue."

"Is that so? Then... Xiaoyue, can you hug me?"

As Jiang Yinyue spoke, her voice gradually rose to a normal level, and her two eyes, full of anticipation, stared straight at the person in front of her.

But just as the girl finished her words, she felt a soft touch in front of her, especially on her lips, where she felt a small object.

The next moment, blushes appeared on both of their faces, especially Ye Tingheng. From Jiang Yinyue's perspective, her blush spread all the way to her ears.

"Ahem, now that I'm done hugging you, I'm going to go change my clothes first and try to come back early."

Ye Tingheng thought about it and quickly fled the scene, going to the bedroom on the second floor to change clothes, leaving Jiang Yinyue alone to savor the moment.

"Well, goodbye sister."

Ye Tingheng: He is so precious that he forgot that he is not wearing a vest. Ugh~ What a weird feeling.

Jiang Yinyue: Hehehehe (*?︶?*), this is the first time I touch my sister’s private parts with my mouth when she is awake (/w\), so shy〃?〃

At the same time, in the hotel, Song Tangsheng, with bandages wrapped around his body, was sitting quietly on the soft and comfortable big bed.

His pair of bright and lively black eyes were now filled with vigilance, staring closely at the man standing not far away in front of him.

The man was tall and straight, wearing a well-tailored gray suit, looking particularly capable and neat. In the palm of his left hand, he was holding a small white toy car.

The most eye-catching thing is the mechanical-style mask on its face, which seems to come from the future world and is out of tune with the surrounding real environment.

Although Song Tangsheng woke up from his coma, he saw the unfamiliar ceiling as soon as he opened his eyes and realized that he was lying on a warm big bed.

I already knew in my heart that someone must have been kind enough to rescue me and send me here.

Therefore, the first thought in Song Tangsheng's mind was to thank this savior whom he had never met.

But when he really saw the mysterious man's clothes and appearance, especially the unique and slightly strange mask, he couldn't help but feel a little doubtful and uneasy.

After all, such a strange outfit makes it hard not to doubt his identity, making it difficult to completely relax your vigilance.

After noticing that Song Tangsheng showed signs of waking up, Shen Che sent a message to Bingshi. At this moment, he had actually already read the latest message received on his mobile phone.

The general content was nothing more than asking him to try his best to communicate with the injured person in front of him - Song Tangsheng.

In this way, he can judge whether the other party is currently conscious. At the same time, he also needs to observe whether Song Tangsheng has the ability to communicate normally with strangers.

However, just as Shen Che was about to follow the instructions and ask, Song Tangsheng on the big bed took action first.

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