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The original owner of Yang Lin's body was usually a loner and had few friends.

Several average-looking girls in the class saw him eating all the time, and they mocked him in their hearts, calling him a waste, and then talked with other students who had awakened to a higher level about building future interpersonal relationships.

Yang Lin didn't have the time for that. He just wanted to restore his physical strength so that he could go out and carry out the assassination mission with the best combat power.

"Hey, did you enjoy your meal?"

At this time, a girl in a pure white dress walked into the classroom, waved and greeted the students.

"It's the monitor. She actually has time to come."

"Hello, squad leader Zhao. Thank you for treating me this time. I'm Xu Wenliang, sitting behind you."

"Squad leader, the clothes you are wearing today are really nice. They must be some famous brand."

Zhao Yanran smiled and nodded in response.

When he saw a person, the expression on his face froze instantly.

"Yang Lin?"

This morning when he went to Jingcheng University for the second trial, he saw Yang Lin defeat his senior on his own.

At first she didn't believe it and thought it might be a stranger who looked similar to Yang Lin.

But it was not until she saw Yang Lin's profile from a closer distance that she had to accept the reality.

"Yang Lin, stop eating. Squad Leader Zhao is calling you."

"Eat, eat, eat, Yang Lin. Squad Leader Zhao is greeting you, so please give him some face."

"Yang Lin, it doesn't take too long to eat. Squad Leader Zhao took the initiative to greet you, so how could you ignore him?"

A group of lickspittles around Zhao Yanran began to speak. Their purpose was simple, to please Zhao Yanran.

Yang Lin ignored them, quietly ate a piece of spiritual pork chop, picked up the paper towel on the table to wipe his mouth, stood up and walked to Zhao Yanran and said:

"Thank you for the treat. The food is delicious."

"Also, congratulations on successfully passing the Jingcheng Trial and becoming a member of Jingcheng University."

Zhao Yanran smiled and said, "You too, I also congratulate you on your admission to Jingcheng University."

Yang Lin smiled, turned around and left the classroom in a leisurely manner.

Only the group of clowns were left standing there to digest the information in those few sentences.

"Wait, did squad leader Zhao just say that Yang Lin has entered Jingcheng University ahead of schedule?"

"Should, probably, possibly, perhaps, right."

...

Yang Lin threw the tissue into the trash can.

He is full now and full of energy.

"This spiritual pork chop tastes surprisingly good the first time I eat it."

Yang Lin jumped from the five-story teaching building and slowly floated down using the wind-controlling function of his assassin suit.

Below, the two twin sisters in black and white silk saw Yang Lin handsomely descending from the sky, and they felt a resonance in their hearts that only twins can have.

"My peerless hero will..."

Yang Lin tapped the ground with his toes, put his hands behind his back and walked out of the campus.

The back view looks elegant under the sunlight.

...

After leaving the school, Yang Lin took a taxi for more than an hour to reach Sanhe Village.

"The money has been paid through the QR code. Master, please check it."

The taxi driver glanced at his phone and replied with a smile: "Young man, next time you need to drive this far, remember to come to me and I will give you a 99% discount."

After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator, turned the car, and sped away in the dust under Yang Lin's gaze.

Yang Lin turned and looked at the village at the end of the dirt road and put on a mask.

It was a village surrounded by three rivers.

A very classic rural type.

"We're here, at the entrance of the village."

Yang Lin edited the message and sent it out, then waited for the other party to arrive with his back against the uncle.

A moment of effort.

A young man in a pink sweatshirt was running hurriedly over, holding a mobile phone.

Hearing hurried footsteps, Yang Lin opened his eyes and looked at the boy in the pink sweatshirt.

"Who are you? Wu Liuqi?"

Yang Lin nodded and said:

"Are you Wang Ah Xun?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Who is the target? Give an introduction and photo."

The young man with the online name Wang Axun nodded, looked around to make sure there was no one around, and then took out a photo from his sweatshirt pocket.

Yang Lin took it. The person in the photo was a thin man with a scar on his face.

Although it's a photo, I can still feel the chill.

"This man is the bully of our village. He not only bullies us, but also beats us up frequently. I even saw him bury someone behind the village during the New Year. This time, all of us in the village secretly paid for your help."

Yang Lin put the photo away.

This man's face gave him a strange feeling.

He suddenly felt the urge to devour the other person.

Yang Lin closed his eyes tightly to suppress the thought.

"Well, I'm not leaving here until I complete my mission."

"Hey, you've invited an assassin to come. What's going on? Are you planning a rebellion?"

Three young men holding different weapons walked out from the dense bushes nearby, their faces full of ferocious intent.

One of the young men holding a pure iron mace stood three meters away from Yang Lin, speaking in a ferocious tone.

Character: Wang Wei

Identity: The younger brother of the village tyrant of Sanhe Village.

Talent: C-level pure iron mace.

Realm: Level 2, Level 5.

Skills: wielding wolf fangs, basic spiritual energy training...

Yang Lin smiled slightly on his masked face. A kid at the fifth level of the second realm was not worthy of him drawing his sword.

Whoosh!

A flash of white light hit Wang Wei's mace.

With just one strike, the mace was cut in half.

Yang Lin used his sword to retrieve the scissors and let them float and spin on his finger.

"I don't kill people outside of missions, but it's okay to teach them a lesson occasionally."

Wang Wei looked at the broken mace in his hand, and one could see disbelief in his eyes.

What on earth happened just now?

A white light flew by, and his mace lost its combat capability without him realizing it.

"No, it's impossible. These poor people in Sanhe Village can't even pay their protection fees. How could they possibly hire such a powerful assassin?"

Wang Wei held part of the mace in each hand.

This is why weapons are looked down upon by other classes.

Weapons will break during combat.

If you want to repair it, you either have to rely on medicinal pills or absorb spiritual energy to nurture the weapon in the weapon space for a whole year.

The element class does not have this trouble.

Wang Wei's legs were shaking as he kept backing away.

The other people who came with him to ambush here had already run away.

Yang Lin controlled the scissors to fly in front of him.

"Tell me, where is your boss now and what is his talent."

Wang Wei swallowed.

"My...my boss should be at the village chief's house now. He wants to show his talent...I don't know. He has never shown it to us little brothers."

Yang Lin frowned slightly.

Even these little brothers didn’t introduce their talents.

Well, this guy's ability is either very special or very weak.