Chapter 20: The First Killer Hidden on Campus
Sun Rong remembered that the last time she was under closed protection was when she was in Qi Practicing Junior High School.
At that time, a group of ungrateful social gangsters had provoked themselves and threatened to kidnap her at one point.
As a result, the next day, the Flower Fruit Water Curtain Group hired a large number of powerful cultivators to wipe out all the dens of dark forces and gangsters in the vicinity of the junior high school. Even the old lady who touched the porcelain at the street corner was not spared, and was directly expelled from the city.
After that experience, all the underground black forces put Sun Rong on the list of the number one object not to be messed with, and no one rushed to mess with this big lady.
Of course, the situation this time was slightly different.
Shadow Stream was an international first-class assassin organization. Those underground street gangsters naturally couldn't be compared to them. This group of murderous assassins would most likely strike directly on Sun Rong's way out of the school asylum. And it was precisely with this in mind that Principal Chen had rejected the opinion of his superiors.
This was probably the tightest protection since the establishment of the 60th Middle School, with three circles inside and three circles outside, and the garden, corridors, and even the toilets all arranged to be guarded by teachers or security teams.
The teacher's office that Sun Rong was placed in was in the innermost room on the first floor, the exit on the side of the office had been completely closed off, while there was only the old antique in the huge office.
"Student Sun looks nervous? Do you want to eat some dessert to ease it?" The old antique was correcting his homework while pulling open the desk drawer, a drawer that the old antique had specially prepared for his own little snacks.
Sun Rong just took a look at the spatial configuration of the drawer, the whole person was shocked, the snacks in this drawer were actually more exaggerated than the supermarket inventory.
Sun Rong sighed and shook her head with lack of interest. Although this wasn't the first time this had happened, this time it made her feel inexplicably annoyed.
This was because the cause of the entire assassination incident was that date at the Xiao Family Compound, and the moment she thought of that awkward date, Sun Rong felt inexplicably annoyed, always feeling as if she had forgotten something.
Although it was finally rescued by a mysterious person, but this mysterious person ...... who protected himself and Wang Ling students is who?
"Hehehe, to make Sun Rong students so troubled, Wang Ling students, or really blessed."
The old antique was also young and naturally knew what Sun Rong was thinking, "If you want to get closer, you have to throw yourself at the mercy of the people, understand?"
Sun Rong's face swished red: "...... But I don't know, Wang Ling student, what I like."
"You don't know, you can ask me."
The old antique hemmed and hawed, taking out a bag of small snacks from the drawer.
"Dry ...... dry noodles?"
The old antique nodded his head, like a chicken pecking at rice, "Well, Wang Ling students often come to me to buy."
Sun Rong was completely shocked, "...... Mr. Wang, you still sell snacks?"
The old antique sighed: "Now that the General Administration of Education has strictly prohibited teachers from opening tutorial classes, I have no choice but to sell snacks to earn some extra money. Relying on teaching alone, I really don't have enough to eat."
"...... "Sun Rong stared at the packet of dry noodles on the table and fell into deep thought.
......
While Sun Rong was thinking about it, the assassination operation on the other side had officially begun.
In the men's restroom on the first floor of the school, a school guard was remotely injected with an anesthetic and fainted in the cubicle.
The man who broke in through the air vent mercilessly stripped the guard of his uniform, and in case the guard woke up and tipped him off, he didn't even leave his pants behind.
Stealing a beam is a necessary lesson for killers. And for this, the man has obviously long been familiar with it.
The second of the three young men of Burial Love, the sixteenth in the ranking of international killers, Xu Feng is by no means a waste of time.
Regulating his uniform and tie in the mirror, Xu Feng completely transformed his face into the image on the school guard's ID photo, and walked out of the restroom rather freely.
Although he didn't know how the situation of the eldest young man, Xu Ying, and the third young man, Xu Jian, was, Xu Feng realized that the mission signal still hadn't disappeared.
These two people couldn't be stuck in some kind of trouble, right?
Xu Feng didn't think much about it and directly headed towards the direction of the target signal.
At the location close to the target signal, there were three teachers' offices there, and the remaining two were closed. Only the innermost one was still lit.
The assassination target, it was there!
The protection outside the school was done in such a dripping manner, but in the corridor where the target was located, there was not even a single security officer.
Xu Feng laughed coldly, this kind of empty city trick did not work at all against Shadow Stream. Long before the battle invitation was sent down to the 60th Middle School, Shadow Stream had already quietly installed the signal source on Sun Rong. No matter what position Sun Rong was in, it could be monitored.
With his pants pocket inserted, Xu Feng walked to the door of the lighted office and dispersed his Spiritual Sense to sense the scent.
In addition to the target person, the entire office actually only arranged a teacher in charge of protecting ...... and, still, a fat person who only knows how to eat snacks.
Xu Feng felt that the entire Shadow Stream was seriously underestimated.
This broken high school, facing the challenge of an international first class killer organization, what kind of attitude is all this?
Also strike ......
Standing at the door of his office, Xu Feng let out a long breath, as a first-class Red Forge Killer in the Shadow Stream, he would use his actions to make this group of people who had underestimated the Shadow Stream pay the price they deserved.
Thinking of this, Xu Feng pushed open the door of the office.
Inside the room, the old antique was in front of a small blackboard was happily discussing relationship knowledge with Sun Rong.
The old antique's face darkened at that moment, he had already felt Xu Feng's overriding killing aura.
In the next moment, there was a flash of blade light, the other party didn't even greet him, he directly just felt out a flying knife and threw it over.
"Teacher be careful!"
The entire process was like lightning, from drawing the knife to throwing it was less than a second, Sun Rong realized that his gaze unexpectedly couldn't catch up with the trajectory of the flying knife at all, and by the time he came back to his senses, the dangerous flying knife had already been securely caught between the old antique's fingers.
"Peak late Jindan stage, worthy of being a Red Forge Killer sent out by the Shadow Stream, really powerful." The old antique smiled faintly, and with a bang, rested the flying knife in his hand on the desk.
And Xu Feng was also slightly stunned, just now this knife, has been fully stored power, straight to the vitals, speed is only slightly slower than a bullet. And the blades were all specially strengthened, enough to pierce through the flesh of a Jindan stage.
From entering the door to the flying dagger, the entire process Xu Feng used less than three seconds, but what Xu Feng didn't expect was that a Pu Gao teacher who hadn't undergone any professional combat training could catch his own flying dagger of death with such precision.
"Who is Your Excellency?" Xu Feng always felt that there was some déjà vu in the maneuvers of this person in front of him.
"It doesn't matter who I am." The old antique smiled.
Sun Rong on the side slightly covered her small mouth, not hiding the shock in her eyes.
The old antique in front of her eyes was still as she had been in class in the past, quite kind and gentle, with her trademark squinting eyes when she smiled. However, the aura on his body made Sun Rong feel as if he had become a little different from his usual lessons.
Xu Feng looked grim, being able to catch his own flying dagger proved that this person's strength was on par with his own. How could such an expert appear in an ordinary high school's teacher queue for no reason?
But right now, it was not the time to count on this.
Xu Feng knew that he should not stay for long, as long as he killed Sun Rong, his mission would be complete.
He shook his hand and instantly had a black pistol in his hand that was already loaded with a silencer, and with hardly any pause, he directly aimed at Sun Rong, and with a bang, the spirit bullet broke out from the chamber, and before the bullet arrived, the astral wind pounced on his face!
"Die!"
The speed of the spirit bullet was ten times that of the flying dagger, Xu Feng did not believe that the old antique could still catch the bullet out of thin air!
The old antique glanced at Xu Feng, still bland. Sitting there as steady as a rock, he was as comfortable as a Tarzan. At the same time, his eyebrows and eyes were calm, without a ripple.
Whew ......
He probed his hand, very calmly, moving so slowly that even Sun Rong could see it.
Miraculously, those two fingers were like pinching a fly and once again steadily caught the slug: "The world's martial arts, indestructible ...... only fast, unbreakable!"
Then, a dead silence.
Sun Rong was shocked to speechless, "......"
Xu Feng, on the other hand, was petrified once again: who the heck is this!
"Over the years, the Shadow Stream has fallen. The people who have been cultivated are becoming more and more unorthodox." The old antique grimaced and sighed quietly.
This tone, however, caused Xu Feng to freeze! Such a tone ...... such a strong strength, there was only one person that Xu Feng could associate with!
In the next moment, Xu Feng could not help but be cold and sweaty!
...... This was a figure he couldn't afford to provoke!
"Senior sorry, much offense!"
Xu Feng immediately owed his body and wanted to leave.
"To come when you want and leave when you want ...... is too much to put me in your eyes, isn't it?" The old antique threw the bullet into the trash can before casually picking up a chalk head in the blackboard slot.
"If you want to lay hands on my students, you should pay some price ......"
Xu Feng instinctively felt a hint of danger, "What does senior want to do?"
"Not to do anything."
The old antique smiled faintly, "Just wanting, to teach you a lesson."
"Giggle! --"
As soon as the words fell, a brilliant light rushed up from the old antique's fingertips! With a speed that surpassed that of a Spirit Bullet, it catapulted out from the old antique's fingertips and pierced through the void.
It was simply too late to react at all, and Xu Feng's eyes snapped open to the extreme.
"Uh......"
But soon, the sound came to an abrupt end.
He sank his head in disbelief.
Only to see that a chalk head, with a poof, pierced through his chest.
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