she reached for her phone to make a call.Ye Fan reached out and pressed her hand, smiling and saying, "Xue Yan, don't call your dad, I can handle this.""Ye Fan," Luo Xueyan said with a worried face....After strangers start communicating, it's very easy to break the ice of the first meeting.

Since the mouse had brought up the topic, Li Nanfang would naturally turn his gaze back to her, the woman who disguised herself as a meek little lamb.

"Where did you meet her"

Li Nanfang's gaze was not diligent, he turned his head and asked the mouse.

Of course, mice know everything and tell everyone.

Accidentally breaking into a confidential department's file system, I saw the undercover sheep had been by the arms dealer's side for years, close to gathering all the evidence. But just as it was about to succeed, the arms dealer went to harass a minor girl, and this woman killed her main target out of hand.

Then, a woman with two guns was taken down by this little girl, who raided the arms dealer's hideout.

When she walked out covered in wounds, the superiors, heartbroken, slapped her across the face.

She was so close to success, but ultimately fell short.

If enough evidence is available, after successfully capturing arms dealers, a large number of criminal traffickers can be brought to justice upstream.

So, what's the outcome

He killed the person.

With the leads gone and no witnesses to speak of, the superiors had to start cultivating a new undercover agent all over again to replace the one who'd been compromised. This time, they would have to deal with the new leader chosen by the criminal gang.

"That thing should have been half a year ago, she's been recovering from her injuries for the past six months. You guess why I remember it so clearly because she looks a lot like a beautiful female news anchor from South Korea."

The mouse, talking about what it knew, seemed to have regained a lot of confidence.

He spoke endlessly about the past, as if he knew everything under heaven.

And the lamb's performance was even more bizarre.

Whether it's her recounting her resume or mentioning her resemblance to a South Korean beauty anchor, she maintains that gentle demeanor.

Neither speaking nor acknowledging, nor refusing.

A pair of eyes occasionally fell on the mouse, but more often focused their gaze on Li Nanfang.

At this moment, Li Nanfang didn't find this woman to be gentle and cute at all.

The only meaning I could read in her eyes was: "Come here, come over and hug me one last time, so I can use my thigh to cripple your man's manhood."

"You're crazy!"

Li Nanfang cursed inwardly, deciding to stop trying to flirt with that woman.

No matter how daring her experiences were, in Mr. Li's eyes, she was still an immature little girl.

Well, that's obvious.

This woman is just not very mature, she's too young, probably only around twenty-two or three.

Bi Yue Auntie is younger than Aunt Yue, but she also has the same arrogance as Aunt Yue at that age. As an undercover intelligence agent, she always thinks that everyone else in the world will be fooled by her gentle appearance.

Having spent over a decade roaming the rivers and lakes, Li Nanfang had met countless women. How could he possibly fall for a woman like this who wasn't even as mature as his own aunt

"Then do you recognize me"

Li Nanfang drew his gaze back from the little lamb and naturally asked the question.

This mouse is so arrogant online, there's no reason not to know the renowned Mr. Li.

Needless to say, simply by the way Ying San Island once had God descend and save countless celebrities, he should be looked up to by the world and his heroic image should be remembered.

However, Li Nanshan's encouraging gaze was met with the mouse's silent shake of its head: "Don't know."

"Don't you recognize me"

"Well, he seems familiar, but I can't quite place him. I rarely get impressed by men who are as good-looking as me."

"You, uh, not bad."

Li Nanfang smiled.

This mouse is not completely useless.

Although his eyes seemed innocent and naive, as if he knew nothing about the world, when he rode a horse, it was very comfortable.

Why not remember Li Boss's majestic and noble bearing

Because Mr. Li is more handsome than him, he can't remember.

Given that, I can forgive his ignorance.

"Okay, it's fine if you didn't remember before. I'll tell you my name now. Remember, my name is Li—"

"Stop it!"

Li Nanfang's self-introduction had just begun when he was interrupted by the gentle, never-spoken little lamb.

Hey, why not let me speak

Do you know how bored Mr. Li has been stuck here for the past three days

Just when two people came to relieve my boredom and I was about to introduce myself, elaborately describing the illustrious achievements of old man Li Nanfang, you dared to interrupt.

Don't you think it's highly immoral to deceive others into pretending

"No one is allowed to use their own name here anymore."

The little lamb didn't wait for Li Nanfang to ask and spoke up about the reason he organized him to show off.

Any normal person would definitely ask, "Why can't I use my own name"

Then the little lamb, without waiting for the question to be asked, said first: "You'll know later."

This, it waited for a while. Let me know if you need anything else translated!

After about two or three hours, two more people came into the cell.

One was a youth with a fresh and dewy complexion.

Li Nanshan didn't want to admit it, but he had to say that if this young man became a kept man, just from his looks alone, he would be more marketable than Boss Li.

The other was a robust, strong Han man.

This man is rather simple-minded, only grinning foolishly at people. This made Li Nanfang immediately think of the famous Three Fools from Baidu.

No, this man is even more foolish than those tied up.

Five people gathered in a small cell, it should be quite lively.

None of the staff members spoke up, which made Li Nanfang feel deeply depressed.

At least when he was here by himself, he could still talk to himself. Now that these people have arrived, he doesn't even have the chance to utter a word.

As a senior inmate, how can I complain in front of my juniors.

The atmosphere in the cell was heavier than ever, until a moment later, the old door creaked open again and someone was pushed in.

The oppressive atmosphere instantly vanished.

"Hi everyone, nice to meet you. Please take care of me."

"Hello there, beautiful lady. Hey hey hey, I remember now, this place doesn't allow us to say our real names. Beautiful lady, my codename is Sky Monkey."

"Everyone, nice to meet you all. You can just call me Chan Tian Hou from now on. This is your first time here, right I'm honored to say this is my third visit."

"Hey, didn't realize there was another fan here. Dude, you came last year too, right How come you didn't stick it out till the end"

"Alright, alright, let's not dwell on the past. The fact that we're in the same cell means we're comrades. We'll have to look after each other during this time."

The sixth person to enter the cell was clearly a chatterbox.

As soon as I stepped inside, my mouth never stopped moving.

Greet people, flirt with girls, see a young man with a handsome face and go up to him.

Everyone was staring at him, their expressions varied, not one of them responded, yet he kept talking to himself.

"Hey man, yeah, you! I feel like I know you."

The talkative monkey, Chatty Monkey, waved his hand at Li Nanshan, which left the boss quite speechless.

In interpersonal relationships, there are two types of people who can cause a great deal of bewilderment in normal social interactions.

One type is the kind of indifference from young people with cold faces, and the other is the kind of excessive enthusiasm from those like the jumping monkey.

To what extent is the enthusiasm

He didn't wait for Li Nanfang to answer his question, but answered it himself: "Ah, I remember now. You are Li, Li—ha, no, can't say that, no one's name can be said."

“Dude, you're kinda like an idol to me. You know how I got to know you It was during that whole national anti-Korean campaign. I saw you on TV live, letting a foreign female journalist interview you here. That female journalist, mmm, can't remember what she looked like.”

The thought process of the Sky-Swatting Monkey is inexplicably jumpy.

He was clearly expressing his admiration for Li Nanshan, but at the end of his sentence, he received a response from a female reporter who he couldn't even remember what she looked like.

Fine, for the sake of your large number, I'll let it slide this time.

"You guys don't know, this Li, this buddy of ours, he's a god among men! He's even done things with God possessing him. Hey I remember now, wasn't your last stop Ying San Dao Island When did you come back to life"

"Oh, you don't need to say it, I guessed it."

"Dude, you must have been badly injured after that patrol and spent a whole year recovering before going back to normal. Then those guys sent you to some secret lab for slicing and dicing research to make sure you weren't actually possessed by God before sending you here, right"

"Oh, are you really possessed by God How long have you been here"

"I reckon you've been here about three days. You look like you've got bloodshot eyes from staring at women."

The Sky-Leaping Monkey is definitely a top-notch chatterbox.

Li Nanshan wished he could curse.

What about being possessed by God, that's all from a past life.

To be honest, the commotion caused by Boss Li's return from the deserted island was indeed not as huge as when people mistakenly thought he had died.

You don't know, nor do you care, but you bring the topic to looking at women and get red-faced on this side. What does that even mean

"Dude, don't mind me, I just speak my mind. Whatever comes to mind, I say it."

It's okay, it's only three days. Seeing a woman's eyes red isn't a big deal.

The first time I came here, I waited for a full seven days. That guy really held me back! After getting out, I just wanted to pounce on the first sow I saw.

Hey, beautiful. Don't glare at me, I didn't say you were like a sow.

The little lamb glared furiously, but the Sky Monkey just brushed it off nonchalantly.

In the entire cell, no one could stop this creature from talking endlessly anymore.

Li Nanfang doesn't want to talk to this kind of person.

Price drop!

I have to say, having such a chatterbox around actually helps him understand things.

For example, why was he brought from Qing Shan by the military to Bei Jiang, and then from Bei Jiang to here

Perhaps, that mission to protect the satellite in Beijng was just the beginning, a catalyst that allowed Li Nanfang to vanish from the sight of acquaintances.

This is where Li Nanshan's life experiences for a long time to come will be the main event.

Because this area in the South China Sea has a secret military base, it also has another name.

This is called the "Dragon Soaring Member Selection Simulation".

All who come here share the same fate.

After a series of selection tests, those who pass become members of "Long Teng," and those who fail can go back to where they came from.

After sifting through the mountain of nonsense from the Monkey King, Li Nanfang couldn't describe how he felt about extracting this one key piece of useful information.

It's no wonder Shen Qingwu always mentions Jing Hongming.

No wonder Shen Qingwu agreed to take him away back then. She said that this decision was approved by all those close to him, including Jing Hong's tenth uncle, Xie Lao Si, the old man, and even his mistress.

He was not sold.

...but was brought here without knowing anything, forced to enlist.

"Are you soaring"

Li Nanshan lowered his head and looked at the camouflage training uniform on his body. In his mind, images of Jing Hongming, Hu Mietang, Xie Qingshang, and others kept flashing by.

What the heck

I don't want to be like those people!

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