Two poor bastards, ready to ask for some money

After getting rid of Chen Ke, Xu Mo walked out from the other side of the alley.

The Meituan takeaway clothes and helmet he was wearing were thrown into the trash can in the small alley.

Before he walked a few steps, a mechanical prompt sounded in his mind...

"You disguised yourself as a takeaway courier to tease the tracking group, and caused the microwave oven to explode to get rid of the tracking group. You are escaping the tracking group and evaluating this action."

"Excellent!"

"Calculating reward..."

"You can choose one of the following four options as a reward."

"1: Choose to shoulder-carry RPG rocket launcher with ten matching shells."

"2: Choose expert-level anti-reconnaissance capabilities."

"3: Choose superb disguise skills."

"4: Choose superb chemical skills."

This is a reward option to choose one out of four!

Sure enough, as Xu Mo thought, the more perfect the teasing in this cat and mouse game, the more reward options there would be.

This was the first time he saw four reward options for him to choose from.

And the prefixes were more advanced.

So how should I choose?

First of all, the RPG rocket launcher with ten matching shells was directly ruled out by Xu Mo.

No kidding!

Who would dare to wander around Ram City with a shoulder-fired RPG rocket launcher?

Did you think this was the Middle East?

Doing this kind of behavior in Ram City is looking for death, even if this is a variety show, it is the same.

Unless Xu Mo really wanted to be the outlaw Zhang San.

Exclude this option.

Then the next choice was simple.

Among the two superb and one expert-level skills.

Xu Mo chose the expert-level anti-reconnaissance capability.

First of all, the expert-level capabilities look better than the superb ones, but he didn't blindly choose the prefix with the highest level, but chose the skill most suitable for him at the moment.

Xu Mo is now a fugitive!

With the experience just now, the members of the tracking group obviously wouldn't underestimate him anymore.

It could be said the first time.

Xu Mo took advantage of an information gap, taking advantage of the tracking group all thought he was just an office worker, and played this trick.

Next.

The tracking group now understood him.

The action must not be as simple as the first time.

So Xu Mo, as a "fugitive", needed expert-level anti-reconnaissance capabilities to play this game with the tracking group.

The next moment, a lot of knowledge poured into his active brain cells, and he immediately felt all kinds of reconnaissance knowledge and means active in his brain.

This feeling was as if he was born to do it.

It was so wonderful.

Then, without having to look for it intentionally, Xu Mo could notice the surveillance cameras on the street.

There were three in total.

Interesting.

Really interesting.

This made Xu Mo feel more interested in playing this cat and mouse game, if not for the existence of this game, he would have refused directly the first time he discovered the program team.

...

At the same time.

"This idiot Xu Mo, let him run away early but he didn't run. What a waste of the opportunity I barely got. I only showed my face a few times before the show was over. I'm so angry I could die."

Yang Jingxuan was also near the snack street.

In her opinion, she really racked her brains.

As a "hostage", she was actually worried about Xu Mo, the "kidnapper".

This was really ridiculous.

"I'm so hungry, let's find something to eat."

Yang Jingxuan had been trapped in the trunk for several hours because of this show, and hadn't even had a sip of water at dinner, let alone eat. She touched the clothes on her body and didn't have any money.

At this moment...

The phone rang.

It was the phone allocated by the program team.

Yang Jingxuan answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Where are you?"

Xu Mo's voice came from the handset.

"Huh?" Yang Jingxuan listened and was stunned for a moment, "Hasn't the tracking group gone to find you yet?"

In her opinion, if the tracking group went to find Xu Mo, the latter would have been caught long ago, how could he still have the opportunity to call her.

"What do you think?" Xu Mo said lightly with a smile.

Yang Jingxuan felt something was wrong. It had been such a long time, the tracking group couldn't have not gone to find Xu Mo.

Unless...

Xu Mo escaped from under their noses.

Yang Jingxuan could hardly believe this speculation.

But this was the only way to explain why Xu Mo could still call her.

This Xu Mo was a bit extraordinary!

Yang Jingxuan suddenly became excited. On the surface, she was the hostage kidnapped by Xu Mo. She had a miniature camera on her body. To put it bluntly, she was actually Xu Mo's cameraman. So the more amazing Xu Mo performed, the better it was for her.

Soon.

Yang Jingxuan saw Xu Mo.

"You really escaped?!"

Speculation is speculation, but Yang Jingxuan still couldn't help being shocked when she actually saw Xu Mo come over. She also knew the background of those guys in the tracking group. She didn't expect Xu Mo to really be able to escape.

This guy was too awesome!

"People are standing in front of you, what do you think?" Xu Mo simply said a sentence.

Yang Jingxuan circled around him and looked him up and down with admiration.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Yang Jingxuan pouted: "I feel like I have to get to know you again. You're a big kidnapper."

"Haha..."

Xu Mo laughed and also understood the arrangement of the program team. He laughed and said, "Then I, this big kidnapper, am going to tear up the ticket. Can I kill you?"

"How to kill?"

Of course Yang Jingxuan knew it was fake, and asked.

"Put a note on your head that says dead person, and tell the program team that I killed you, so I don't have to bring you anymore." Xu Mo said lightly with a laugh.

Before, facing popular little flower Yang Jingxuan, he might still feel pressured.

But now.

Sorry, with the magical changes in Xu Mo, he would naturally not treat Yang Jingxuan specially.

...

"Then I don't want to." Yang Jingxuan shook her head, "At least let me live a little longer. I can't stand being served a box lunch as soon as I come up..."

Speaking of this...

"Gulu!"

Yang Jingxuan's stomach made a sound.

"Haven't eaten?" Xu Mo naturally heard it.

Yang Jingxuan nodded, "You're fine, you ordered takeout to eat. I didn't have a sip of water all night, let alone eat."

"I only ate one bite of my takeout, I didn't eat well either." Xu Mo said.

After such intense exercise for a while, coupled with the changes in his body, he did feel hungry too.

Then he casually walked into a Teochew handmade meatball shop.

"How much money do you have on you?" Xu Mo asked Yang Jingxuan.

Yang Jingxuan listened and said uneasily, "Don't tell me you have no money on you?"

"I only have fifteen dollars on me." Xu Mo said.

"No way?" Yang Jingxuan listened and hurriedly looked down at the menu.

Beef meatball vermicelli: 18 yuan.

Assorted pig offal rice noodle: 16 yuan.

Wet fried beef ho fun: 17 yuan.

...

The more she looked, the hungrier she felt, and the more speechless she became: "What about your phone? Can't you pay by WeChat?"

"Are you stupid? My phone must have been located by the tracking group at this time. As soon as I make a payment, others will know my location." Xu Mo, with a lot of anti-reconnaissance knowledge in his mind, immediately refuted, "I can't use my phone to pay. What about you, don't you have a phone?"

"The phone I have was allocated by the program team, and has no money." Yang Jingxuan replied helplessly.

"Then we can only ask the boss if we can order two servings of noodles without any additions."

Xu Mo quickly called the boss over.

The boss said no problem.

Only then did Yang Jingxuan murmur, "I want to eat beef meatballs."

Xu Mo pretended not to hear.

But coincidentally, the store was full of the aroma of beef floating around. Yang Jingxuan's stomach growled hungrily. In order to eat, she went all out, "Brother Xu Mo, I want to eat beef meatballs."

Xu Mo continued to pretend he didn't hear.

Yang Jingxuan shook Xu Mo's arm, "Beef meatballs."

"Do you really want to eat beef meatballs?" Xu Mo only replied then.

Yang Jingxuan nodded, "Yeah!"

"Then let's 'borrow some money' from the program team." Xu Mo said with a laugh.

Yang Jingxuan really thought it was borrowing money, and said, "Can we still borrow money from the program team?"

"You'll know soon." Xu Mo didn't say much.

This made Yang Jingxuan feel a little curious.

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