Fast time travel, this goddess is so crazy

Chapter 184. 184. Hotel Cry
In fact, everyone understands that the existence of Wuyao is the key to the success of this plan. Whether it is killing Xiao Shishi Zuojiro, or fooling Tsuruta Qingchi, without Wuyao, none of this will work.

"I have written down the address of this arsenal. Now let's discuss what to do."

Wuyao drew the address of the arsenal while talking. Huo Zhen took it in his hand and took a look, and found that this place was very remote, in a wilderness, and it was difficult to hide.

"This is too difficult. With only a dozen or so of us, it is impossible to sneak in, and it is even more impossible to hide outside."

"Once you enter the range of the searchlight, you will definitely be found."

"It's too difficult."

Everyone shook their heads after watching it. Kiyochi Tsuruta protected this arsenal very closely. Compared to the small case of the Hong Kong arsenal, the arsenal at the Shanghai transfer station is the big boss.

Combined with the tip of the iceberg of the arsenal she saw, Wuyao turned her head quickly. Compared to blowing it up, she was more inclined to intercept it and transfer it to the front line of our party.

But the time is very limited, especially since another batch of arms has just been put into storage, Tsuruta Kiyoike will definitely strengthen his troops and keep it airtight.

Thinking of Hetian Qingchi, Wuyao suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a good idea.

After the discussion, a group of soldiers split into two groups, Wuyao and Zhang Ailing changed their outfits, and planned to return to Shanghai to prepare for tonight's operation. Huo Zhen took people to meet the tenth regiment, to cooperate internally and externally.

"Yanying, I."

Zhang Ailing was holding the suitcase, hesitating to speak.

Wuyao turned his head and saw her bewildered face. Thinking of Zhang Ailing's life experience that the original owner had learned in his memory, he immediately understood.

"Aileen, we can't go back. We have different identities now, so we can't visit the door rashly. Once exposed, it will bring danger to them."

"So, let's go to the hotel."

After Wuyao finished speaking, she took Zhang Ailing to the hotel and opened a room. As soon as she entered, Wuyao opened her suitcase directly. Zhang Ailing turned her head and saw that it was a suitcase, it was clearly a cosmetic case.

Wuyao opened the interlayer of the box, took out a bag of silver coins and handed it to Zhang Ailing.

"Here, we have money now, we don't need to wrong ourselves, we can eat whatever we want, buy whatever we want, play whatever we want."

Zhang Ailing took the bag of silver dollars in a daze, she hadn't recovered from the state of poverty or even abject poverty, she had been worrying about money all along, but now that she really had money, she didn't know how to spend it.

Seeing her like this, Wu Yao couldn't help pulling her arm and pressing it against the chair.

"Aileen, take a good rest, and I'll call you when I'm done."

Zhang Ailing was also really tired. Since the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War in Hong Kong, she hadn't had a good night's sleep. Later, she followed Wuyao all the way to Shanghai thrillingly. She was really exhausted physically and mentally.

Wuyao ordered two dinners. After eating, Zhang Ailing lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. She didn't know how long she slept. Suddenly, she felt that someone was photographing her. Zhang Ailing opened her hazy eyes, and what appeared in her eyes was a strange picture A familiar face of a man.

"you!"

"Tsuruta Kiyoshi!"

Zhang Ailing woke up suddenly, she turned her head and looked around, there was no one in the room, only the Japanese devil looked at her strangely.

Zhang Ailing was suddenly frightened. She clutched the quilt tightly and kept backing away, her eyes full of horror.

(End of this chapter)