Main Text Volume Chapter 20 The First Killer Hidden in the Campus

Sun Rong remembered that the last time she was under closed protection was when she was in junior high school of qi training.

At that time, a group of blind social scoundrels provoked her and once threatened to kidnap her.

As a result, the next day, the Huaguo Water Curtain Group hired a large number of powerful cultivators and wiped out all the dens of evil forces and gangsters near the junior high school. Even the old lady who had sex with her on the street was not spared and was directly expelled from the city.

After that experience, all the underground black forces listed Sun Rong as the number one person they should not mess with. No one would mess with this young lady casually anymore.

Of course, things are slightly different this time.

Shadow Stream is a world-class killer organization. Those gangsters in the underground streets are naturally incomparable. This group of murderous assassins would most likely attack Lotus Sun on her way out of school for asylum. It was with this in mind that Principal Chen rejected Shangfeng's opinion.

This is probably the strictest protection since the establishment of No. 60 Middle School. There are three circles inside and three outside. Teachers or security teams are on duty in the gardens, corridors and even toilets.

The teacher's office that Lotus Sun was assigned to was in the innermost room on the first floor. The exit next to the office had been completely sealed, but there was only Old Antique in the huge office.

"Classmate Sun looks very nervous? Do you want some dessert to relieve yourself?" Old Antique was correcting his homework while opening the drawer of his desk. This drawer was specially prepared by Old Antique for his snacks.

Lotus Sun just glanced at the spatial structure of the drawer and was shocked. The snacks in this drawer were actually more exaggerated than the supermarket inventory.

Lotus Sun sighed and shook her head without interest. Although this was not the first time this happened, this time it made her feel inexplicably irritated.

Because the whole assassination incident was caused by the date in the Xiao family compound, and thinking of that embarrassing date, Lotus Sun felt inexplicably irritated, as if she had forgotten something.

Although he was rescued by a mysterious man in the end, who was this mysterious man who protected himself and his classmate Wang Ling?

"Hehe, classmate Wang Ling is really lucky to be able to trouble classmate Sun Rong so much."

Old Antique was also young, so he naturally knew what Lotus Sun was thinking: "If you want to get closer, you have to do what the other person likes, do you understand?"

Lotus Sun's face turned red: "...but I don't know what classmate Wang Ling likes."

"If you don't know, you can ask me."

The old man smiled and took out a bag of snacks from the drawer.

"Just... just noodles?"

Old Antique nodded, like a chicken pecking at rice: "Well, classmate Wang Ling often comes to me to buy."

Lotus Sun was completely shocked: "...Teacher Wang, you still sell snacks?"

Old Antique sighed: "Now that the General Administration of Education has strictly prohibited teachers from opening cram schools, I have no choice but to sell snacks to make some extra money. I really can't have enough to eat just by teaching."

"..." Sun Rong stared at the packet of crispy noodles on the table and fell into deep thought.

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While Lotus Sun was thinking wildly, 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 anesthetic and passed out in the cubicle.

The man who broke in through the vent mercilessly stripped off all of the school guard's uniform. In order to prevent the school guard from informing him when he woke up, he didn't even leave his underwear behind.

Substituting one thing for another is a required course for killers. As for this, the man is obviously already familiar with it.

The second of the Three Young Masters of Burial Love and the 16th ranked killer in the world, Xu Feng is by no means a wasted name.

After adjusting his uniform and tie in the mirror, Xu Feng made his face look exactly like the school guard's ID photo, and walked out of the toilet quite comfortably.

Although he didn't know the situation of the eldest son Xu Ying and the third son Xu Jian, Xu Feng found that the mission signal had not disappeared.

Could it be that these two people were entangled in some trouble?

Xu Feng didn't think much and walked directly towards the target signal.

There are three teachers' offices close to the target signal, and the remaining two have been sealed. Only the innermost room was still lit.

The assassination target is right there!

The protection work outside the school was so impeccable, but there was not even a single security guard in the corridor where the target was.

Xu Feng sneered. This empty city strategy had no effect on Shadow Stream. Long before the battle post was sent to No. 60 Middle School, Shadow Liu had already quietly installed the signal source on Lotus Sun. No matter where Lotus Sun is, she can be monitored.

With his trouser pockets inserted, Xu Feng walked to the door of the brightly lit office and used his spiritual sense to sense the breath.

Apart from the target person, there was actually only one teacher assigned to protect him in the entire office... and he was a fat man who only knew how to eat snacks.

Xu Feng felt that the entire Yingliu had been seriously underestimated.

What is the attitude of this broken high school when faced with the challenge of a world-class killer organization?

Whatever...

Standing at the door of the office, Xu Feng let out a sigh of relief. As a top-notch red-forged killer in Shadow Stream, he would use his actions to make these people who underestimated Shadow Stream pay the due price.

Thinking of this, Xu Feng opened the office door.

In the room, Old Antique was happily discussing love knowledge with Lotus Sun in front of a small blackboard.

Old Antique's face darkened immediately, he had already sensed Xu Feng's murderous aura.

The next moment, a knife flashed, and the other party did not even say hello, but directly took out a flying knife and threw it over.

"Teacher, be careful!"

The whole process was like lightning, from drawing the knife to throwing the knife in less than a second. Sun Rong found that her eyes could not follow the trajectory of the flying knife at all, and when she came to her senses, the dangerous flying knife had been firmly clamped between the fingers of the old antique.

"At the peak of the late Jindan period, it is worthy of being the red-forged killer sent by the Shadow Stream. It is really powerful." The old antique smiled slightly, and with a bang, he put the flying knife in his hand on the desk.

And Xu Feng was also slightly stunned. The knife just now was full of power, pointing directly at the vital point, and the speed was only slightly slower than a bullet. And the blades were specially strengthened, enough to penetrate the flesh of the Jindan period.

From entering the door to throwing the knife, the whole process took Xu Feng less than three seconds, but what Xu Feng did not expect was that a general high school teacher who had not undergone any professional combat training could catch his death flying knife so accurately.

"Who are you?" Xu Feng always felt that the man's method was familiar.

"It doesn't matter who I am." The old antique smiled.

Sun Rong, who was standing by, covered her mouth slightly, not hiding the shock in her eyes.

The old antique in front of her was still as kind as in the past, with his iconic squinting eyes when smiling. But the aura on his body made Sun Rong feel that it seemed to be a little different from the usual class.

Xu Feng's expression was gloomy. The fact that he could catch his flying knife proved that this person's strength was comparable to his own. How could such a master appear in the teacher team of an ordinary high school for no reason?

But now is not the time to care about these things.

Xu Feng knew that he should not stay for long. As long as he killed Sun Rong, his mission would be accomplished.

He shook his hand, and a black pistol with a silencer installed in his hand instantly appeared in his hand. Almost without any pause, he aimed directly at Sun Rong. With a bang, the spirit bullet broke out of the gun chamber. Before the bullet arrived, the strong wind blew in his face!

"Die!"

The speed of the spirit bullet is ten times that of the flying knife. Xu Feng didn't believe that the old antique could catch the bullet out of thin air!

The old antique glanced at Xu Feng, still calm. He sat there as steady as a rock, as calm as a Taishan. At the same time, his eyebrows were very calm, without a ripple.

Huh...

He stretched out his hand, very calmly, and his movements were so slow that even Sun Rong could see it.

The magical thing is that the two fingers caught the bullet again steadily like pinching a fly: "The martial arts in the world are indestructible...only speed can't break!"

Then, there was a dead silence.

Sun Rong was so shocked that she couldn't speak: "..."

And Xu Feng was petrified again: Who the hell is this! ?

"In recent years, the shadow stream has declined. The people trained are getting worse and worse." The old antique sighed with a gloomy face.

This tone made Xu Feng stunned! Such a tone... Such strong strength, Xu Feng can only think of one person!

The next moment, Xu Feng couldn't help but sweat!

... This is a person he can't afford to offend!

"Senior, I'm sorry, I'm so offended!"

Xu Feng immediately bowed and wanted to leave.

"Come when you want, leave when you want... You don't take me seriously, do you?" The old antique threw the bullet into the trash can, and then picked up a piece of chalk in the blackboard slot.

"If you want to attack my students, you should pay a price..."

Xu Feng instinctively felt a hint of danger: "What do you want to do, senior?"

"Nothing."

The old antique smiled slightly: "I just want to teach you a lesson."

"Chi!——"

As soon as the voice fell, a bright light rushed from the fingertips of the old antique! It shot out from the fingertips of the old antique at a speed that exceeded the speed of the spirit bullet and pierced through the void.

There was no time to react at all, and Xu Feng's eyes suddenly widened to the extreme.

"Uh..."

But soon, the sound stopped abruptly.

He lowered his head in disbelief.

I saw a piece of chalk piercing his chest with a "pop".

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