Put the matter of revenge aside first, and the major problem of survival must be solved first.

Mu Feng wrote down the address on the paper and put it in close proximity. Big cities like Honglan are not suitable for hiding. The ubiquitous surveillance is now a feeling of suffocation.

It is no longer suitable for this era when it is hidden in the city.

A makeover is a must.

Mu Feng first found a barber shop, made a simple repair, and then went to a high-end clothing store. He used one of the black cards that cracked the password to buy two expensive sets of clothes.

Take a bath, eat, change clothes.

This person relies on clothes and horse relies on saddles. When he put on newly bought clothes, his whole person becomes the same.

In the mirror, he quickly changed from a young young man to a mature and steady young talent.

The three-month call was not in vain. For Mu Feng, this was a major transformation in his life and he was mature.

Wearing a pair of glasses adds a bit of tough and elegant temperament.

Now when he goes out, he says he is an entrepreneur, and no one will doubt it.

Mu Feng’s mastery of He Miao’s account books is equivalent to mastering many secrets in those black cards.

These secrets are not just He Miao, but a group of people. These people have secret deals with Hei Zhuo and He Miao.

Once thrown out, it will be a shocking case.

Many black cards have never been used since they were handed over to He Miao, and they have not even modified their passwords.

Although the black card was activated, the original holder of the card might know, but Mu Feng didn't care about these.

These black money are ill-gotten gains, and they don’t need to be used for nothing.

As long as he doesn't touch those huge black cards, the chance of being tracked is extremely low.

Besides, he is about to leave Honglan City, penniless and has nothing to do with ready-made things in his hands. Could it be that he will steal or rob?

The mall bought a safe anonymously and put the black cards and account books in it. This thing has to be kept by your side and only indefinitely keep it safe.

He also lacks a personal contact terminal.

"I want to buy a personal terminal, are there any unnamed ones?"

"Sir, you must register with your personal terminal with real name." The shopping guide explained in embarrassment.

"This is a credit point of ten thousand, I know you have a solution." Mu Feng threw a black card over and said.

"Sir, wait..." The shopping guide's eyes lit up, took the black card, and ran quickly back.

It has been the same truth from ancient times to the present.

"Hello, sir, I am the account manager of our store. What kind of personal terminal do you need? We can customize it for you." The enthusiastic account manager trotted all the way.

Three minutes later, Mu Feng was very satisfied with getting a personal terminal, which could connect to human intelligence network systems, but the registered personal information was forged.

Of course, Mu Feng will not use it directly. He will log in to the Zhiwang system to modify the forged information and erase all traces of modification.

He is a mechanic and a smart net hacker with outstanding abilities.

In this era, you cannot survive without a personal terminal.

Information collection, external communication, wealth management, transfer and consumption, etc. are all solved on a personal terminal.

Mu Xiaofeng, male, 26 years old, middle school education, from Honglancheng, both parents died, and the child welfare dean grew up...

Making up a perfect resume, Mu Feng was already thinking about these things when he decided to escape from prison.

But he didn't expect that things would go so smoothly.

With a cup of coffee, Mu Feng had accomplished all this, and from then on, he had another identity.

As long as this identity is not carefully checked, nothing can be found.

"Miss, pay."

"Sir, thirty credit points!"

Mu Feng picked up the newly purchased personal terminal, tweaked it gently, and transferred the money by thirty credit points.

Mu Feng decided to leave first. In addition to his own safety, he also wanted to learn more about the woman who had a night of fun with him in the secret room.

He had no other choice.

No. 26 Shuixi Street, Jianing Town, Hammer Machine Repair

Who are these people? Take such an old-fashioned name. After checking the map, the town is more than a thousand kilometers away from Honglan City.

You have to take the intercity high-speed train to Dongyang City for more than an hour, and then transfer to urban rail transit.

After five or six hours of struggle, Mu Feng finally arrived in Jianing Town.

The town is not big, but the breath that hits him feels very comfortable, so it should be very comfortable here.

This place is only 300 kilometers away from the Federal Lanka Mountain Fortress, and now the Lanka Mountain Fortress has been occupied by the Yu tribe.

The Federation re-established a new defensive position in an area about 200 kilometers away from Jianing Town.

According to the federal military regulations, Jianing Town is also considered a quasi-front line.

On the street, he saw the familiar armored vehicles, mechas, and groups of soldiers. In the center of the town, he even saw the town's hospital being requisitioned by the army as a field medical center.

Mu Feng was afraid of meeting acquaintances here, but fortunately another army was stationed here.

Moreover, it is the main field army. The troops served by Mu Feng are only reserves and their equipment is replaced by the main combat troops.

The Yu clan was obviously not prepared to fight this battle, and after occupying the Lanka Mountain Fortress, he was exhausted.

By the time the heavy troops were mobilized from the rear, the main field army on the Federation was in place. After more than two months of fighting, the forces and logistics support of both sides had already increased by millions.

The current situation is a tug-of-war, and no one can break through the opponent's defense in a short period of time.

For both sides, this kind of tug-of-war is a huge consumption of manpower and material resources every day.

Following the map, Mu Feng found Shuixi Street and "Hammer Mechanical Repair".

The door was very broken and the sign was rusty. What's important is that the door was still locked, with a note on it, which said in a crooked manner: "The owner is out, please contact the personal terminal if you have any questions..."

"Hey, who?" Mu Feng entered the other party's personal terminal account. After a dozen beeps, a loud and rushing sound came from the receiver.

"Are you Mr. Luo?"

"It's me, just call me Luo Guaizi. If you have something to say, I'm busy and don't have time to chat with you." The other party's personal terminal was full of noise.

"Mr. Luo, there is a lady named Lan who asked me to come to you..."

"Okay, wait, don't move, I'll go back soon!" Before Mu Feng finished speaking, he rushed to hang up the communication.

Rumble...

About five or six minutes later, a roar came from behind, dust was flying, and a motorcycle that looked like it was about to be thrown into the museum stopped.

A burly man wearing work leather pants jumped out of the car, holding a rotten cigar in his mouth, dark and shiny upper body, but his temples were a little gray, and his right legs seemed to have some problems, and he limped when walking.

"Hahaha, brother, the lady said to introduce me to a helper, but I didn't expect you to arrive so soon?" The man reached out with greasy hands, full of energy, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm.

"Miss, do you think Miss is Lan Xin?"

"That's right, it's Miss Lan Xin. My name is Luo Pojun. The bandit number: Luo Guaizi, brother, what's the name?"

"Mu Xiaofeng!" Mu Feng reached out and grabbed it. He was once a mechanic and mechanic. He was like this in this industry. He had no intention of disdaining it at all.

"Brother Mu, recently the Federation fought with the Yu clan's miscellaneous war. Their army was seriously insufficient. We retired veterans were re-summoned and repaired armor and mechas for them. The store was temporarily closed. However, I have to come back to sleep at night..."

Luo Pojun explained to Mu Feng while unlocking the lock.

The roller shutter door was opened, and a smell of unpleasant machine "oil" rushed straight, and various parts were chaotic and piled up into a hill, leaving only a narrow passage in the middle.

"Sorry, I'm really a little confused here..." Luo Pojun's old face turned red and he was a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter."

Mu Feng grew up in a civilian area. This kind of single middle-aged and elderly man has no woman around him, and he is like this, and he is basically the same.

This is a two-story building facing the street. The first floor is a shop in front and his workshop behind.

The place is quite large, but the space is too crowded, and the parts and equipment are mixed together, and there is no order at all.

The second floor is the living area, with a bedroom and study, a kitchen and bathroom downstairs.

"Luo Guaizi, Luo Guaizi, come here quickly. There is a hydraulic propulsion system that cannot be handled. It is urging us to ask..." Luo Pojun's personal terminal suddenly rang.

"Brother Mu, you can take a look at the room upstairs, and you can stay in any room you want. It doesn't matter if you throw away the things you don't want!"

"...I said, "Old manager, I'll leave for a while and go back soon. Don't urge me..."

The dining table was filled with wine bottles, pouring around, and the leftover food was smelling, and the trash can was filled with it. On the sofa, there were all kinds of magazines that were not suitable for children. I don’t know where he bought it from...

There was a smell of mold, and the windows had not been opened for many days, and the ground was dirty.

Where is this where people live?

The bathroom door was closed and glanced at it. There was a pile of clothes on the washing machine for at least a week. Looking down, a small piece of yellow TT under the crack of the door was exposed, and some unknown liquid seemed to remain inside.

"Brother Mu, I have some urgent matters, I have to go back quickly. What do you say?" Luo Pojun put away his personal terminal and asked embarrassedly.

"How much is the rent here? I'll rent it for three months first..."

"Okay, no problem, you can live for as long as you stay, rent or something, forget it, you are a lady..."

Beep beep beep...

"Here, come, stop urging, okay, okay, five minutes..."

"Brother Mu, when will you move in?"

"Now, is that OK?"

"Yes, yes, I'll send the permissions to your personal terminal. Here, you can do whatever you don't like, throw it away..."

Although he can go out to stay in a better hotel now, at this time, he needs to hide himself.

This is undoubtedly the best place to hide.
Chapter completed!