Ling Bing also talked about the fact that he led people to strangle and transform people, this matter was a sensation, even if he didn't say it, Ivan would be able to find out.
Ivan was very interested in the reformers, and when Ling Bing and the reformers were fighting each other, a reporter risked his life to shoot a short video.
As soon as the video was released, it instantly spread all over the world.
The reporter became an instant hit and resigned to set up his own media company.
"Is it true that transformers are usually no different from us people," Ivan was curious.
"In appearance, there is no difference."
The doctor treated for an hour, and Ling Bing talked to Ivan for an hour.
When Nangong Qixing came back, Ling Bing was talking about Nangong Wuyun.
"What are you talking about" Nangong Qixing walked towards Ling Bing with a bottle of mineral water without a lid in his hand, and when he passed by Ivan's side, Ivan subconsciously leaned back.
Nangong Qixing glanced at Ivan curiously, why didn't he see her for a while, he was actually afraid of her.
Ling Bing smiled knowingly.
Stretch out your hand to Nangong Qixing.
Ling Bing's wound had been treated, and the doctor was giving him an intravenous drip.
Nangong Qixing held Ling Bing's hand and sat down.
"Do you want to eat something, or I'll put on a show for you?"
Ivan was too embarrassed to scratch any longer and left with Meg.
As soon as Ivan left, the two spoke in the dialect of Haicheng.
Ling Bing asked Nangong Qixing if he had gained anything from going out on this trip "Yes.
I saw my pigeons.
Let's draw the route map now, and let it be sent back to the hotel for Shen Qinghong in a while.
For safety, Nangong Qixing asked the pigeon to stay on the roof and not come out easily.
As long as it hears the whistle of Nangong Qixing, it will come out.
While Ling Bing was painting, Nangong Qixing picked up her mobile phone with nothing to do.
She didn't have any cell phone signal, not just inside the house, but still not outside.
"Why does their mobile phone have a signal, ours doesn't" Nangong Qixing couldn't figure it out, if the signal was blocked, why could their mobile phone make calls.
"It's simple, they have their own communications satellites."
Ling Bing drew intently, without raising his head.
"Oh."
Nangong Qixing didn't understand this, and turned off the temporarily useless mobile phone.
Wait until it's time to leave before turning it on.
In case the mobile phone cannot be turned on due to lack of power.
Ling Bing hadn't finished painting for ten minutes, and Nangong Qixing came over to take a look: "Why are there so many twists and turns on this road?"
Ling Bing put down his pen and studied the road map he had drawn.
"It's not that the road is built strangely, it's that they deliberately turn around on the road.
You see that you have turned around here four times in a row, and then you have returned to the original point, and here, you have turned left and right, and finally you have returned to the original point.
Ling Bing continued to revise while pointing out to Nangong Qixing.
"Brother Zero, where do you think we are now, how far away is it from the hotel we used to stay in" Nangong Qixing had a hunch, the place they were in now was not too far from the hotel.
Although they walked on the road for a long time last night, they may not actually have gone out of town.
Ling Bing's opinion was similar to that of Nangong Qixing.
"Maybe this is just a secret base for them, and not a basis for them."
Ling Bing thought about what excuse he was going to find for Ivan to take him around their base.
It is heard that they captured a nearby town and accumulated a large amount of ammunition there.
"Will he keep imprisoning us" Nangong Qixing kept thinking about how to leave.
She didn't like the food and the fruits and drinks they offered.
The demon wife is sweet, and the tsundere Ling Shao is really good at petting :