There was a market next to the dock, and the contactor said he would meet Lin Qiang at the end of the market.

The locals dressed very simple. Although this place was no longer a slum that Lin Qiang patrolled, the economy of the Mobi Republic was scarce, and the living standards here were not high. They could only rely on labor to survive. Therefore, everyone was wearing ordinary clothes. Standing in the crowd, Lin Qiang, wearing a suit and sunglasses, looked conspicuous.

At this time, an Asian-faced man came over and leaned into Lin Qiang's ear and said, "The blue rose is very beautiful."

"Like a girl's eyes." Lin Qiang replied, obviously, this was the code of the connection.

"Tan Ping." The contactor reached out to introduce himself.

"I'm very happy to know you, my name is Lin Qiang." Lin Qiang shook hands with Tan Ping. The two looked at each other for a moment, and Lin Qiang showed that there was some arrogance in Tan Ping's eyes.

Tan Ping looks like a young man of 25 or 26, not much younger than Lin Qiang, but he looks old and mature, obviously he has been here for a long time.

"Please follow me." Tan Ping waved his hand and signaled Lin Feng to follow him.

Lin Qiang shrugged, not knowing what Tan Ping wanted to do, so he asked, "May I ask, what are we going to do next?"

However, Tan Ping did not answer Lin Qiang's question, but asked back: "Did you wear this way when you came here before?" Tan Ping looked at Lin Qiang's conspicuous clothes, and a hint of contempt appeared in his eyes.

"Uh." Lin Qiang scratched his head, not knowing how to answer, "I used to carry out peacekeeping missions here and have been patrolling in military uniforms."

When Tan Ping heard this, he sighed and said to himself, "I'm a young man again."

Lin Qiang felt a little unhappy, "You can say something fucking, and you wink at this moment and sigh and look for a beating."

I saw Tan Ping continue to walk forward and said as he walked: "Follow me, I will teach you the rules of survival in this place."

"Survival rules?" Lin Qiang frowned, "Does there be any conditions for living here?" Lin Qiang has never been so looked down upon. He is very familiar with living in the Republic of Moby.

"The experience you had before was just a soldier." Tan Ping saw Lin Qiang's dissatisfaction and continued: "What I want to teach you is how to integrate into this place as a civilian."

Lin Qiang stopped talking, what Tan Ping said was indeed very reasonable. He had just carried out military missions in the Moby Republic before and did not really integrate into the local area. Now he is here as a business owner. It is impossible for him to walk on the street like before, patrolling with guns.

"First, don't make yourself too conspicuous." Tan Ping said, then looked at Lin Qiang's suit and said, "The sun is not dazzling, what sunglasses are you wearing?"

Seeing this, Lin Qiang hurriedly took off his sunglasses. The young man in front of him spoke without any mercy.

It was not too conspicuous. Lin Qiang looked down at his suit, then looked at Tan Ping's clothes: he wore a baseball cap to protect the sun, a linen plaid gown, cold pants underneath, and a pair of sandwiches on his feet, as if he was an ordinary citizen, and the civilians around him were almost the same as this kind of decoration.

Lin Qiang scratched his head and felt a little ashamed. His suit was so conspicuous.

I thought Tan Ping would say the second one, but Tan Ping turned around and walked forward, and Lin Qiang hurriedly followed him.
Chapter completed!