The Female Assassin Pretends to Be a Lamb in the Campus

Chapter 118

Qin Hanyue was helpless—this child was more serious than his sister. His sister spoke depending on her mood. Although she was mostly straightforward, she was never ambiguous about accepting gifts for free.

Qin Yan chuckled to herself: This slap came swiftly out of nowhere.

Qiao Ying replied very quickly. After seeing the message, Qiao Yi silently put away her phone: “Thank you, Qin.”

Qin Hanyue raised his brows and curiously asked: “What did your sister say?”

Qiao Yi: “My sister told me to keep it.”

Qin Hanyue: “Didn’t say anything else?”

Qiao Yi: “Mm.”

He knew Qiao Ying would not stand on ceremony when accepting gifts, but Qin Hanyue was still really afraid that she would bluntly make him lose face, after making him lose face then accept his gift.

The two classmates understood, and whispered in Qiao Yi’s ear: “I know, he is your future brother-in-law.”

Qiao Yi angrily said: “Don’t talk nonsense.”

Qin Hanyue heard it with his own ears, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, said: “You guys haven't eaten yet, right? Let’s go eat first.”

He didn’t give Qiao Yi a chance to refuse. Qin Hanyue had already entered the dining room.

At the dining table, Qin Hanyue asked caringly: "Are you still adapting to your new school okay? Getting along well with your classmates right?"

At this time, Qin Yan very much wanted to cry injustice for Qin Yu Cheng and the others: This was care that the younger generation of the Qin family had never experienced before ah!

Qiao Yi: “Mm, the school and classmates are all great.”

Qin Hanyue: “That’s good. Call me if you need anything.”

Qiao Yi: “Thank you, Qin”

Qin Hanyue: “You calling me ‘Qin Sir’ sounds unnatural. It sounds unnatural to me too.”

Qiao Yi looked at him: “Then what should I call you?”

The two classmates immediately lowered their voices and said to Qiao Yi: “Isn’t this obvious? He wants you to call him brother-in-law.”

Qiao Yi frowned slightly: “Stop talking nonsense.”

Qin Hanyue thought for a moment. Given their age gap, he really couldn’t find a suitable form of address at the moment.

Qin Hanyue: “Then just call me whatever your sister calls me for now. You can change it when she changes what she calls me.”

Qin Yan looked up at the ceiling: Tsk! So shameless.

Although she was complaining, Qin Yan handled things very professionally, and promptly took out the gift cards for the shopping mall.

The two classmates happily accepted them, and said very sensibly to Qin Hanyue: “Thank you, brother-in-law.”

Qiao Yi glared at the two classmates.

Afraid that Qiao Yi would get angry, Qin Hanyue could only smile without responding.

After eating,

Qin Hanyue sent them back to school.

On the way, he naturally got Qiao Yi’s WeChat.

When they arrived at the school gate, Qin Hanyue gave Qiao Yi the new clothes bought from the mall and a pile of nutritional supplements he brought from home.

He exhorted: “You’re at the age when you’re growing. Eat more.”

He also said to share some with the two classmates.

“Thank you, brother-in-law. Goodbye, brother-in-law.” The two classmates helped carry things and waved to Qin Hanyue at the school gate.

Qiao Yi: “......”

The long weekend was halfway gone,

The weather was too hot and stuffy, Qiao Ying hadn't gone out and was staying at the villa alone. In the afternoon, Huo Chengdong came to find her to be noisy. Qiao Ying directly "kicked him out".

At night when it had cooled down some more, the windows on the first floor were wide open. The natural breeze blew more comfortably than the air conditioning wind.

Qiao Ying sat on the sofa, patiently sterilizing needles with alcohol one by one. She was extremely patient with this matter. The TV repeatedly played an old news story - the massive explosion on South Sea Isolated Island.

The only sound in the villa was the TV.

When the last needle was sterilized, Qiao Ying turned off the TV, windows and lights. In the pitch dark she went upstairs holding the needles.

Her steps were very steady, very light.

Upstairs was quiet without a sound.

Qiao Ying stood in front of the door to the room. The moment she opened the door, she caught a familiar scent—the smell of the same kind.

Entering the bedroom, she closed the door behind her.

She turned on the light.

There was a small liquor cabinet and bar in the room. Qiao Ying had opened a bottle of wine at the bar two hours ago but hadn't finished drinking it.

She continued drinking it now.

She casually flipped over the phone lying screen down on the bar.

The phone screen was black. Looking closely, there was a red dot at the camera blinking on and off.

She sat leisurely drinking at the bar,

Subtle breathing sounds brushed past her ears one after another.

Everything seemed calm on the surface,

But at the instant when her wine glass was emptied, Qiao Ying suddenly looked up with killing intent flashing through her ice-cold gaze as her eyes changed with her aura in a split second.

At that instant, the wine glass in her hand turned into a lethal hidden weapon that she flung out, smashing towards the window with fierce momentum.

The shadow crouching outside the window shuddered in shock and turned to run away.

But the girl appeared like a ghost in front of him in an instant away from the bar.

Through the thick curtains, the girl clutched the man’s shoulders like an iron clamp from outside the window and hauled him inside.

The terrifying speed and force shocked the shadow figure speechless.

“Swish”—the entire curtain was pulled down with him.

The shadow figure landed heavily on the floor and was covered by the curtain.

He flipped the curtain away towards the girl. While using the curtain to block the girl’s sight, he swiftly struck out.

His hand moved like a snake’s flickering tongue, directly using a killing move.

But in his eyes, this desperate killing move to save his own life was easily resolved and dodged by the girl, who even had the capacity to counterattack him with a blow of her own.

Barely blocking the girl’s fierce counterattack,

The battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Inside the not very big room, the shadow figure knew from exchanging just a few moves that he was no match for her.

Soon he found it difficult to resist.

Continuous sounds of fighting echoed from the villa.

At close quarters, the shadow figure smelled the scent of the same kind from the girl up close, as well as an even colder and more murderous aura than him on her,

Reminding him of those terrible existences in the dark...

What astonished the shadow figure the most was how extremely familiar the girl's skill was.

It made the shadow figure suspect for a time that the girl and him had the same master.

The shadow figure was completely suppressed. Knowing he was no match, he tried to escape over and over, yet was easily blocked back by the girl without her breaking a sweat.

An assassin became a plaything in the girl's hands.

After a short time,

The villa returned to calm.

In just two to three minutes of skirmishing, the man felt as if he had gone through several centuries. His background was probed clean while he was beaten until he had no strength to fight back, suffering unprecedented humiliation and embarrassment.

Inside the room,

The floor was a mess.

The man lay stiffly on the floor, unable to move. He had a tormented expression and cold sweat covered his skin like dots.

It could be seen that under the skin exposed outside his clothes, his meridians were convulsing and throbbing strangely. His whole body felt numb and painful, making him wish he were dead.

With frightened eyes, he watched the girl holding silver needles.

The man tried hard to move his bloody lips, seemingly wanting to speak or struggling pointlessly.

Seeing the man's actions, Qiao Ying walked up and squatted down.

She grabbed the man's chin with one hand, and with a flick of her wrist, the sound of bone cracking could be heard as she directly dislocated his jaw.

Ignoring the man's incredulous gaze, Qiao Ying fished out a tiny object from between the man's clenched teeth.

She looked at it.

It wasn't poison, but a listening device.

It seemed that the Dark had only sent him to probe her, not take her life.

Qiao Ying took out a glass bottle.

The bottle contained an unknown liquid that looked like medicine water.

She opened the bottle and threw the listening device inside.

The metal listening device quickly dissolved and broke down in the medicine water.

The man watched in horror.

Next, Qiao Ying picked up the man's dagger from the floor and flipped him over onto his stomach. She then lifted the knife and brought it down swiftly and surely at a spot on the back of his neck.

Fresh blood flowed out.

Ignoring the man’s pained muffled cries, Qiao Ying took out a chip from under the man’s skin—the most advanced tracking device. The man’s eyes bulged wide in astonishment and alarm.

How did she know?!

She threw the bloody tracking device into the bottle of medicine water to dissolve as well.

After getting rid of everything on the man's body cleanly, Qiao Ying grabbed the back of his collar and pulled down hard.

Revealing the man's back full of scars and cold sweat.

There was a line of code tattooed on his spine.

Qiao Ying glanced at it and let out a contemptuous, cold laugh.

She flipped the man back over, then set his jaw back in place properly. She also pricked a point on his body to allow him to speak again.

Only then did she slowly ask: "How long have you been in the Dark?"

As she asked, ignoring the man’s bewildered gaze, she picked up the clothes that had been torn off him and casually wiped her hands.

After wiping her hands,

She righted the chair that had been knocked over on the ground and went back to sit at the bar drinking wine.

The man didn't speak, only looking at her silently.

Qiao Ying: “If you don’t want to use your tongue, I can cut it off for you.”

The man could only reply: “...Five years.”