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Yang Lin wore a mask throughout the whole process, and the patrolling security guards didn't pay attention. It's normal to wear a mask while riding a bicycle to prevent wind and protect your skin.

Yang Lin glanced around. At this time, the security guard at the door had not come to investigate, so he had to seize the opportunity and leave the scene of the crime quickly.

Climb the fence.

There were very few people on the road at this time, and only occasionally vehicles would pass by in a hurry.

Yang Lin landed on the ground with his feet and looked around.

"Okay, no one."

Seeing no one, Yang Lin ran away.

He did not choose to ride a shared bicycle because he needed to scan the code again to unlock it when the time was up.

This trip was purely a waste of time, and it also gave the security guards of Donghua Community a chance to find him.

Yang Lin ran quickly on the road, feeling that the sea of ​​​​qi was much larger than before, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Fortunately, I didn't choose the first one, otherwise I would have been exposed due to greed."

Now that he had completed the task for the first time, his mood fluctuated greatly.

But in general, it’s just one word, exciting and tense.

While jogging, I gradually understood something in my mind.

As the saying goes, "Outside of the mission, no one can be killed without saving."

Among them, "not killing" is based on one's own strong cultivation.

His own strength is weak, and if he is discovered during the assassination, there will definitely be endless troubles.

After walking a little further, Yang Lin took out his mobile phone and sent Shi Shi a message.

Yang Lin: The mission has been completed. Let’s meet somewhere.

One minute later.

Shitou: Oh, so fast. Then come to the rooftop of Building 6 in Wencai Community. I'll wait for you there.

Yang Lin turned off his cell phone. He knew Wencai Community, which was right next to the park at the beginning.

I am only a few kilometers away from his location now, so I can just walk there.

At the same time, in Donghua Community.

A group of security guards surrounded Wang Jianguo, as if watching the excitement.

"Oh, my hand was chopped off. Who did I offend?"

"Hey, this is so tragic. You can even see the thigh bones clearly."

"You deserve your comeuppance."

The security guards were thinking what they were thinking, but no one dared to say it out loud.

They are all hard-working little security guards, and this kind of occasion can only be used for them to watch the excitement during the boring night shift.

The security guard is responsible for protecting the safety of the community owner, but now he has been guaranteed not to be injured again, and the rest can be left to professionals.

The only thing they could do was to ask the security captain to send spiritual energy to help stop the bleeding.

As for hunting down assassins...it's all superficial work.

Just hold a flashlight and wave it around.

You only need a little money in a month, but you still want them to work hard?

It's obviously impossible. It's enough to do some superficial work for you.

...

The roof of Building 6 in Wencai Community.

Wearing a mask, Yang Lin pushed open the heavy iron door and saw a girl wearing a sweatshirt and hat standing on the edge of the rooftop.

"Where's the rice?"

The code means money.

Shitou heard the sound and turned around.

After taking off the black hoodie, two ponytails popped out.

It was windy on the rooftop, and a gust of wind blew the two horses' tails swaying, and even the stupid hair on their heads danced a yangko dance.

She took out her cell phone and sent a text message to Yang Lin.

Shitou: Come here, this is a blind spot in the surveillance field of view.

Yang Lin glanced at the news and walked over without thinking much.

“The night view here is really beautiful.”

Shitou leaned on the stone platform with his elbows, admiring the beautiful night view of Xishan City.

"Where's the rice?"

"I saw your user information. It's your first time as an assassin."

"Where's the rice?"

"Haha, but I really want to thank you this time. I thought I couldn't hire an assassin with such a small amount of money. Now you've helped me get revenge, and I feel much better."

"Where's the rice?"

"That Wang Jianguo is really not a good guy. He severely injured my dad. The doctor said it would take at least fifty days to recover."

"Where's the rice?"

Shitou glanced at Yang Lin, paused, and took off his mask.

The face is as small as a porcelain doll, with two small tiger teeth, exactly the same as the loli face that went viral on the Internet.

Yang Lin remained unmoved, his eyes as calm as water.

"Where's the rice?"

The corner of Shitou's mouth twitched, why is this guy always thinking about money.

She took out two envelopes from her sweater pocket and said angrily:

"Oh, I'll give it to you, you're such a real person. I originally wanted to hand over the salary I earned hard-earned from a month's summer job in a romantic way."

She has recently become obsessed with a novel called "The Forbidden Love of a Little Girl and a Cold Assassin."

But who knew that although the guy in front of him was handsome, he was not very handsome.

With such a cute little girl standing in front of him, he didn't even take off his mask from beginning to end.

Yang Lin operated the phone a few times and picked up the two envelopes.

"The picture of the duck has been sent to you. Please verify it. The processing is almost as you requested."

Duck refers to prey.

After saying that, Yang Lin put the envelope in his armpit and turned to leave.

Just after taking two steps, he seemed to remember something, turned around and asked, "What summer job did you just talk about that can earn more than 20,000 yuan a month?"

It can't be that kind of business.

Shitou glanced at Yang Lin, lowered his head and fiddled with his phone, and said perfunctorily:

"Sale."

Yang Lin nodded, no wonder.

If you do well in sales, it’s normal to make a little more money every month.

"Hey, Menyouping, I forgot to ask before, what state are you in now."

Yang Lin said nothing and turned around to walk.

As an assassin, once he has the money, everything has nothing to do with him.

He won't care, and he won't ask.

"Hey, don't leave. Can't you chat and have a drink with me?"

As a normal person, the joy of getting revenge would remain in my stomach if no one shared it.

The body will break down.

Ta, tap, tap.

Yang Lin walked into the safe passage quietly, and his feet made a crisp and rhythmic clicking sound on the stairs.

Shitou clenched his two little pink fists tightly, and his cute little face was full of anger.

"Disgusting, what kind of person is he? He doesn't understand anything about the world."

...

Yang Lin walked on the sidewalk, weighing the cash in his hand, feeling very happy.

"Now that I have money, I'll pay back the money I owe first, and use the rest for tuition and food expenses."

When people live in the world, it is most difficult to be alone and helpless.

Without relatives or parents, I have to bear all the hardships by myself.

Many self-operated stores next to the community are open 24 hours a day. Yang Lin divided his hands into several parts, and it was not until about 4:30 in the morning that a dozen workers woke up to exchange them for WeChat balance.

Only one thousand yuan was left for himself.

Yang Lin found a hotel to stay temporarily.

According to counter-reconnaissance, if you want to get rid of the possibility of being suspected, then stay in Xishan City for a few more days, treat yourself as a tourist or an outsider visiting relatives, and then leave here after a few days.

Opposite is the rich and powerful capital.

If nothing else, they will definitely use resources to find flights and trains after the day of the accident, and then do a thorough screening to find the most qualified people.

Yang Lin has a smart little head, and he plans to stay in Xishan City honestly these days.

I will never go back to Donghua Community to admire my assassination masterpiece.