Over the next few hours, the atmosphere in the room became strangely harmonious.
The two had a friendly and productive discussion on how to play the difficult role of "Triple Agent" well.
Fang Cheng patiently taught some basic Counter-Surveillance and Safe Meeting Techniques to Xu Hao.
Most of these methods are derived from scattered Memory obtained from movies and TV series in previous lives. Although they are not systematic, they are extremely practical for the current situation.
For example, how to use public places to conduct Contactless Intelligence Transfer, how to identify simple surveillance equipment and tracking signs, and successfully obtain secret information.
And when two people meet, there are several gestures and language codes that agree on special meanings.
Fang Cheng explained clearly, carefully and logically, and even simulated several scenarios on the spot for Xu Hao to practice.
Xu Hao was secretly frightened when he heard this. He looked at Fang Cheng with more fear in his eyes and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Could this guy have been a secret agent before, right? He's too skilled in this routine.
At the same time, it also completely dispelled any chance thoughts of getting through.
This new "boss" is thoughtful and sophisticated, and he is definitely not someone who is easy to fool.
The "teaching" came to an end. Fang Cheng looked at Xu Hao who had basically mastered the essentials and issued his first formal task:
"Give you three days, use all the connections you have at your disposal, and figure out the progress of Noah Organization's current specific investigation against me. How much information do they have? What is the next plan? Can it be done?"
Xu Hao took a deep breath, put away the student posture just now, and showed a solemn look on his face:
"I try my best."
"Very good."
Seeing how readily he agreed, Fang Cheng nodded with satisfaction.
Although Xu Hao, Chess Piece, and Loyalty itself are questionable and have limited abilities, if you make good use of them, you will undoubtedly be able to add a very valuable trump card to yourself in the turbulent situation.
Xu Hao was sitting on the sofa, also secretly making up his mind.
No matter what, he must survive this Danger game.
Because he still has some very important things to complete, and he must not die here without knowing anything!
The room fell into brief silence again, with only the sound of the two breathing and the faint hustle and bustle of the city coming from outside the window.
Xu Hao was thinking about how to start the investigation when he suddenly felt something strange.
The room seemed... too quiet.
He raised his head suddenly and discovered in shock.
Fang Cheng, who was originally sitting on the sofa opposite, has disappeared.
Xu Hao stood up suddenly and rushed to the door in a few steps. He saw that the door was ajar and the corridor outside was quiet.
The few boys in charge of guarding were lying on the ground.
All of them were sleeping soundly, and there was even drool hanging from the corners of their mouths, almost dripping onto their collars.
"Get the fuck up!"
Xu Hao cursed in a low voice, raised his foot and kicked them one by one.
Several younger brothers were kicked awake, rubbing their sleepy eyes, touching the aching backs of their heads, and looking at their boss with blank expressions.
"Hao...Brother Hao, what's wrong?"
"Hey, why did I fall asleep..."
"Sleep with your uncle!"
Xu Hao was furious when he saw how stupid they were, but thinking of the elusive Fang Cheng, he didn't bother to scold him any more.
"What's wrong? I was talking to a friend about something, and you were snoring at the door. Do you want to cheer me up?"
"Gungun, go wash your face and cheer me up."
He waved his hand, which was considered as a cover for Fang Cheng who had already left.
In the evening.
Jiangdong District, Global Elite Fighting Club.
The afterglow of the setting sun passes through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long, warm light spots on the floor.
In the training hall, the students have left one after another, and the noise has gradually dissipated.
Only the reverberation of the occasional collision of equipment and the buzzing sound of Air Conditioner running were left, making it seem particularly empty and quiet.
Fang Cheng was naked from the waist up and was hitting a large Sandbag tirelessly.
Sweat rolled down his chiseled muscles.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Each punch was powerful and heavy, and the tough Sandbag was shaken violently by the blow, and the hanging iron frame made an overwhelmed creaking sound.
For Fang Cheng today's Constitution, this level of training will hardly bring much growth to Skill Experience.
But he still didn't stop, as if what was hanging in front of him was not Sandbag, but an enemy lurking in the dark.
Fang Cheng uses this pure, violent physical method of collision to vent the pressure in his heart and at the same time sort out his chaotic thoughts.
Although the brief confrontation with Special Search Team did not reveal his true identity, the name he was mistaken for "White Owl" may have been firmly remembered by the other party, and there will be no less trouble in the future.
And the mysterious Noah Organization is like a big invisible net, slowly closing in the dark.
They have begun to investigate themselves. Once their hidden true identity is confirmed, the consequences will be disastrous.
In the past two days, Fang Cheng has always been vigilant. Whether it is around his residence or on the way to work, he pays careful attention to his surroundings.
However, with his keen perception that is far beyond ordinary people, he did not find any obvious signs of tracking or surveillance.
Perhaps, the investigation of Noah Organization is indeed still at a very preliminary stage. It only has some basic information and no substantive action has been taken yet.
Or, after they listed themselves as key observation targets, they became more cautious and did not rush into close contact to avoid alerting the enemy.
But... Fang Cheng knows very well that this calm is only temporary.
Since they can find out what happened with the Wu Shih Hao powder factory last year, they can follow the lead.
He found out that he was the real culprit who killed Wu Shih Hao Hall and created the "massacre" of Dock Warehouse. He also killed the entire Pursuer Squad team at Waste Treatment Plant.
I'm afraid it's just a matter of time.
The only thing that can confuse them may be the speed of their own strength growth.
After all, with Skill Panel, my strength is improving almost every day.
In just a few months, he has continuously broken through physical limits that are unimaginable to ordinary people, and his combat effectiveness has already undergone earth-shaking changes.
Just like the battle in the powder factory, even though I tried my best, I could only deal with the siege of dozens of ordinary Gang elements. In the end, I killed more than a dozen people and seriously injured most of them.
Compared with the two subsequent almost crushing results and the image of a "perverted murderer", the gap can be said to be very large.
According to common sense, it would be difficult for them to believe that this was done by the same person.
Maybe, just like Xu Hao guessed before.
They are more inclined to believe that behind the apparent identity of "Ma Donghe", there is an equally powerful Mysterious Organization who is the enemy of Noah.
Fang Cheng It's never yourself who you worry about.
With the strength he currently possesses and the potential that will continue to grow in the future, even if he cannot defeat him, he is still sure of escaping.
What he is really worried about is his mother, grandfather, uncle and other family members, as well as people close to him such as Zhou Xiumei and Wen Xin.
If one day...
Noah Organization found out his true identity and threatened himself with the lives of his family and friends, what should he do?
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and Fist and Foot's deliberately restrained strength increased unknowingly!
Bang--
Sandbag made an overwhelming muffled sound, and the chain at the connection shook violently.
In an instant, it swung up to an arc nearly as high as a person, almost parallel to the ground.
"We must find a way to completely solve this hidden danger!"
Fang Cheng was thinking about countermeasures while punching and kicking.
Now, either take the initiative.
Use the information provided by Xu Hao, Mole, to find out as much as possible the members of Noah Organization lurking in Dongdu City, and look for opportunities to catch them all and silence them completely.
But this plan is extremely difficult. It not only requires absolute self-confidence in strength, but also requires a perfect timing to bring everyone together.
And even if it succeeds, there is no guarantee that the information will not be sent back to Noah Headquarters in advance.
As a huge multinational organization, they will inevitably send more and stronger experts to continue investigating the situation.
When the time comes, what he will face will only be endless pursuit.
No matter how confident Fang Cheng is, he doesn't think he can do it with the power of one person.
Or, continue to lie low and dormant, create more Smoke Grenade, confuse the enemy's sight, and delay time.
For example, they were deliberately guided to focus on the fictional "organization behind Ma Donghe".
But this is too passive, and it is always under the Shadows being traced, making the risk difficult to control.
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and Fang Cheng suddenly punched out again. Sandbag, which weighed several hundred kilograms, swung high again, and the iron frame made a harsh friction sound.
No matter what!
Before your true identity is fully understood, you must try your best to eliminate some of the potential threats, or at least muddy the waters.
"The longer I delay, the stronger I become and the more I can control the initiative!"
Fang Cheng frowned and secretly made up his mind.
"Xiao Fang, are you very angry today?"
A slightly concerned voice suddenly reached my ears.
Fang Cheng stopped, turned his head, and saw coach Xu Maocai standing not far away, holding Towel and Mineral Water in his hands.
Xu Maocai looked at Fang Cheng who was panting slightly and covered in sweat, then looked at Sandbag who was beaten to the point of falling apart, and asked:
"What troubles you encountered? Tell me, don't hold it in alone."
"It's okay, Coach Xu."
Fang Cheng responded casually, took the Towel handed by the other party, wiped his sweat, and forced a smile on his face:
"It's just trivial matters in the family. After a little exercise and stretching your muscles, you will feel much more cheerful."
Xu Maocai nodded, seeming to feel the same way:
"Who doesn't have a lot of worries in this life? Exercise is indeed the best way to relieve stress. After sweating, all worries can be temporarily forgotten."
"Yeah."
Fang Cheng smiled, took a sip of Mineral Water, and echoed.
While the two were talking, Fang Cheng noticed that Xu Maocai's eyebrows seemed to have a trace of sadness. Thinking of Xu Hao's affairs, he asked:
"Coach Xu, have you seen Xu Hao recently?"
Hearing Fang Cheng mention his son, the smile on Xu Maocai's face suddenly dimmed a bit, and he sighed with complicated eyes:
"Yes, he suddenly came to see me two days ago. I thought he finally recognized me as his father, but..."
Xu Maocai shook his head, his tone a bit helpless and sad.
"During that time last year, I thought he had been in an accident, and his mother and I almost collapsed."
"Now that he is back, although it is a good thing, he is still the same as before, hanging out with those shady people. I said a few words to him, but he has a bigger temper than me and I can't control him at all."
Knowing that the incident in his family had probably spread among Club, he did not hide it in embarrassment. Instead, as if he had found someone to talk to, he talked about Xu Hao's experience of being rebellious since childhood due to his parents' divorce.
Fang Cheng listened patiently, gaining a better understanding of Xu Hao's past and character, and then comforted him with a few words:
"Young people all have a rebellious period. When they mature more, they will understand the painstaking efforts of their parents. Coach Xu Don't blame yourself too much. I think Xu Hao Essence is not bad. He just needs someone to guide him correctly. I will help you train him in the future."
Xu Maocai just thought it was a casual joke, smiled and shook his head, not taking it seriously.
The two briefly chatted about Club's recent work arrangements, and then said goodbye.
Fang Cheng glanced at a few Prompt Information that appeared on Panel.
[Boxing Experience+1]
[Sanda Experience+2]
[Muay Thai experience +2]
Then I moved my slightly sore shoulders and went to the locker room to take a hot shower.
After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, I planned to go to the music training center on the third floor.
As soon as I walked out of the venue gate, I saw Zhou Xiumei wearing floral Dress, carrying a guitar case, standing quietly at the door waiting.
Seeing Fang Cheng coming out, a sweet smile immediately bloomed on her face.
"Brother Cheng, you have finished training."
"Well, I kept you waiting. How was your class today?"
Fang Cheng naturally took the piano case from her hand, and they walked side by side to the elevator.
"It's good. The teacher taught me a new fingering technique today. It's a bit difficult, but I feel like I've practiced pretty well and made some progress..."
As Zhou Xiumei spoke, he secretly observed Fang Cheng's profile.
Seeing that he seemed different from usual, he asked softly:
"Brother Cheng, are you worried about something?"
"It's nothing, I'm thinking about work."
Fang Cheng smiled, not wanting her to worry.
Taxi was driving on Street in the evening. The afterglow of the setting sun coated the high-rise buildings with a layer of gold, and the Neon Lights lights on the street began to light up one after another.
Zhou Xiumei was chattering about interesting things in the training class, trying to liven up the atmosphere.
When the vehicle turned and passed the nearby Yu Ying Primary School, Fang Cheng's eyes turned to the school gate.
There were many luxury cars parked there to pick up and drop off children, and many well-dressed parents gathered in front of the door, either looking eagerly or helping the children who came out to carry their schoolbags.
At the bus stop in front of the school gate, a girl wearing Blue School Uniform Skirt was standing alone, with a heavy schoolbag weighing on her thin shoulders.
From time to time, she stood on tiptoes to look in the direction of the oncoming car. Her small figure looked particularly lonely in the noisy crowd after school.
"Stop."
Fang Cheng said to the driver, then opened the door, waved to the girl, and shouted:
"Wen Xin!"
Seeing Fang Cheng, the girl's eyes instantly lit up, and a bright smile immediately appeared on her face.
She opened her short legs and ran towards Taxi:
"Brother! Sister Zhou!"
"Get in the car quickly."
Fang Cheng helped her open the car door and let her seat go.
Since Wen Hui Yi is quite busy at work at Medical Clinic, I am embarrassed to often take time off to pick up and drop off my daughter.
Under normal circumstances, Wen Xin would choose to take the bus home by himself after school.
If Zhou Xiumei also has classes that day, the two of them will make an appointment to go together.
Fang Cheng happened to be on the way today, so he came to pick her up.
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became more lively due to the addition of Wen Xin.
Zhou Xiumei asked Wen Xin about how he was at school today, how he was getting along with his classmates, and whether he could keep up with his homework.
Although Wen Xin is still a little shy in front of outsiders, he is particularly relaxed and lively in front of Fang Cheng and Zhou Xiumei. He answers seriously. From time to time, he also shares some of the new knowledge he learned today and recites the text aloud.
Listening to the crisp laughter of the two girls and feeling the plain but real warmth, a certain Faith in Fang Cheng's heart became more determined.
No matter what kind of storm he will face, he must protect these cherished people and never let his mother, grandfather, uncle, and the two girls in the car who are like family members at this moment be harmed in any way.
At this moment, Wen Xin, who was sitting next to Fang Cheng, seemed to sense the flash of heaviness and determination deep in his heart. She quietly squeezed his big hand with her small hand, raised her face, and had a trace of worry in her clear eyes.
A subtle thought that only Fang Cheng could "hear" came into his mind:
"Brother... are you... unhappy?"
Fang Cheng's heart moved, and he gave her a reassuring look, and also responded silently with his thoughts:
"Brother is fine, don't worry."
At this moment, this silent communication with Wen Xin was like a little Spirit Light, suddenly lighting up a corner of his mind.
Establish a safer and more private way of contacting Xu Hao... perhaps using a similar method?
A communication link based on Mental Power and special induction?
Fang Cheng looked at the passing street scene outside the window and fell into deep thought.
Perhaps next, I should make some new attempts and explorations at the Meditation level of ability.