Chatper 696 (1/2)

They didn't bring much, and Song Weiyi only carried a simple bag.

He Chengzhi looked at the time, and said: "We have half a day, first go to the hotel to settle down, and I will take you to a place later."

In this unfamiliar country, the only person Song could trust was He Chengzhi.

She nodded without hesitation and followed He Chengzhi's arrangement.

Afterwards, in order to maintain his physical strength, Song Weiyi ate a lot so that he would have the energy to face everything that came next.

When he came out, he found a car parked outside, and He Chengzhi sat in it even more rudely.

Song Weiyi was a little surprised, obviously they came empty-handed.

"Sister-in-law, get in the car and talk while walking."

"it is good."

Then Song Weiwei found out that this was a car rented by He Chengzhi when he was eating. After all, he might have to stay here for a few days, and it would be inconvenient not to have a car.

He drove the car around the bends for a long time, and Song Weiwei's eyes were dazzled.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a small alley in a good company.

"Here we are, get out of the car."

Song Weiwei looked at the surrounding situation. There were not many people, but there were many shops in the alleys, like some small commodity streets with the characteristics of some famous ethnic groups in China.

"In some places, based on your current situation, you may be discovered as soon as it appears, so we have to choose some safer methods."

He Chengzhi walked in front while popularizing Song Weiyi.

"Yeah." She touched her face, the key is this, for fear of being recognized by Pei Chengde.

However, when she left, she took out her wig, sunglasses and other things, thinking about the preparations she had made to cover herself.

But He Chengzhi has a better way than wigs and sunglasses.

That is - the human skin mask.

They walked all the way to the innermost part of the alley. There were no visitors or other people here, and it looked extraordinarily deserted.

In front of a heavy iron door, Song Weiwei watched as He Chengzhi knocked hard a few times.

With a bang, the person inside opened the door.

What appeared was a man in his sixties with blond hair.

He Chengzhi expressed his intention for coming.

The mask presented to Pei Chenyang was bought at this place.

"It's you again? You don't want to buy a mask, do you? I agreed at the beginning that a person can only buy it once, no matter how much you pay, it's the same!"

"No, no, John, you misunderstood, this time it's not me, it's her." He Chengzhi pushed Song Weiyi in front of John.

"Money is not a problem, the matter is urgent, and human life is a matter of heaven and earth."

John curled his lips, and it took a while before he invited them in.

The house is clean, nothing can be seen.

Song Weiyi was placed to sit down, and then John took out a mold-like thing and stuck it on her face to make gestures.

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, he is measuring the mask that suits you. If you have a mask later, you don't have to worry about being discovered by Uncle Pei."

Song Weiyi was surprised, "Is there such a thing? I thought it was just a plot in a TV series."

Speaking of this, He Chengzhi couldn't help but feel complacent. "That is, of course there is, but you don't know that's all. How about, how do you think the mask in my uncle's hand came from? I didn't give it to him. It's good for him to use my mask to bluff."

"Uncle?" Song Weiwei repeated with a frown.

She thought for a while, then suddenly remembered the bodyguard beside Zhao Mengmeng, and covered her mouth in surprise.

"It can't be the human skin of a foreigner?"

"yes."