I have to admit that most of the professional assassins are unruly. They don't give in to anyone, but they know their limits. The prestige of a HuaJin Master can't be easily challenged.
Although Grandpa Ouyang has an important position in Nan Yun Province, this platform is open to the world. No one will be afraid of his identity. If Grandpa Ouyang can be beheaded, then he'll be rich.
"Alright, wait for the result. If the mission is completed, I'll inform you immediately. I'll also give you his thing." Leng Yue curled her lips and said. She seemed to be preparing to leave.
"Gu gu." At that moment, I heard a slight sound. It seemed to be coming from her stomach.
"Hey, wait." I lunged forward and grabbed her wrist.
"What are you doing?!" Leng Yue glared at me. She was a little angry.
"Don't go. I'll give you some noodles."
It seems that there are no ingredients left at home. She helped me a lot. Moreover, I'm still alive today because Leng Yue didn't hold grudges against me.
"If you act like a pervert again, believe it or not, I won't recognize you." Her face was cold and had a trace of shyness.
I was only stunned for a moment before I reacted. "Cough cough. Beauty, you misunderstood. I mean, I'll give you some noodles. I'm sorry. I didn't make myself clear. It's my problem!"
I accidentally opened up her scar. She was already trying to forget that humiliating experience. Now that I said noodles, it would be strange if Leng Yue didn't get angry.
"No need." Leng Yue rejected me.
"Don't be like that. I won't poison the noodles. Give me a chance to redeem myself, okay?"
Although I wasn't a good person, I wasn't a heartless person. Leng Yue was just carrying out a mission. Our positions were different. Even if I wanted to interrogate her, I didn't need to punish her physically. It's just that when I saw her sexy body, I couldn't control myself. After thinking about it, she tried to assassinate me first.
Even if she was molested, she wouldn't call the police to arrest me. However, after interacting with her, I realized that Leng Yue wasn't a bad person. She was very principled.
Especially in the ranks of assassins, there were many who would do anything to achieve their goals. In this aspect alone, Leng Yue was like a lotus flower that was untainted by mud.
Leng Yue didn't say anything after seeing my shameless face. I couldn't help but smile, "Hey, just try it. My lower part is very delicious. If you don't like it, I'll immediately castrate myself!"
"Okay, then prepare your sword!" Hearing my vicious punishment, Leng Yue unexpectedly nodded.
I smiled embarrassedly and sneaked into the kitchen. Since the kitchen had a sliding door, it wouldn't make too much noise. The two women were sleeping soundly upstairs, so they couldn't hear me.
I excitedly got busy. A few minutes later, a bowl of steaming hot noodles and a poached egg were served on the table.
"Alright, eat it while it's hot," I said with a smile.
"From the looks of it, it doesn't seem to be dark cuisine." Leng Yue secretly swallowed her saliva and muttered.
"Of course."
I beamed with joy and added a sentence in my heart, "Don't you know if my lower part tastes good or not?"
Of course, I didn't dare to say this out loud. If I did, Leng Yue would probably go berserk in anger.
She first sniffed, then picked up her chopsticks and lightly took a bite of the poached egg. The golden yolk overflowed the tip of her tongue. The warm and smooth texture instantly awakened her taste buds. She felt an endless aftertaste, and even forgot the experience of being bitten by me.
Without waiting for me to ask, Leng Yue impatiently ate the noodles. She didn't know why, but this taste gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity. However, she couldn't remember what it was, so she wanted to find the "answer" from the noodles.
After taking a bite, Leng Yue couldn't put down her chopsticks. In her mind, fragments of fragmented memories appeared, just like a slide show.
Since she was a few years old, she had received incomparably cruel training. Several children of the same age were locked in a room, and they only had one or two steamed buns for food every day. At this time, they had to use all their strength to fight for food. In the beginning, some of the children weren't used to it, or out of sympathy, they shared it with their friends.
But in the end, only one survived. Compared to other children of the same age, she was more competitive, and she knew what she had to do. She had experienced too much despair, and sometimes she would lose her direction. But all of these were necessary for her to grow up.
After more than ten years of hard training, her superior told her to take a break for a period of time. However, they weren't sure if she could become a qualified assassin. When she returned home, she found that everything had changed. Her father, because he owed a high-interest loan, couldn't pay it back, so he sold her mother to another man. In the end, he couldn't bear the humiliation and chose to hang himself. After Leng Yue killed that man, she went home to find her father and interrogate him.
When she wanted to be merciful, the words of her superior kept echoing in her mind. The principle of an assassin was to have no principles. Even if it was a family member, he still had to sharpen his knife when necessary.
She would always remember that thunderstorm night, and her father's incredulous face. Yes, it was Leng Yue who sent him on his way.
The saddest thing was that she later found out that her superior was the one who plotted to get her father to borrow money from loan sharks and incited the fire to sell her mother. Although she had become a qualified assassin as she wished, she had lost her loved ones. Until today, she had not been able to take her revenge …
Therefore, she had been trying hard to forget the past. She would rather treat herself as an orphan than face those unbearable years.
And this bowl of noodles had evoked her childhood memories. It was this taste that she would only have the chance to eat during Chinese New Year and other festivals. It was vegetable noodles with poached eggs. At that time, she was extremely happy. Although she was from a poor family, she had simple happiness.
Even now, she had a huge income of hundreds of millions a year. She could buy anything, but she still couldn't experience the taste of happiness. Instead, she often felt like she had nothing to live for. She had consulted a psychiatrist, and she might be suffering from mild depression.
"Plop."
At this moment, a crystal tear fell into the noodle soup, scaring me. No way. Although I'm delicious down there, there's no need to be so moved. You have to know that she's a professional assassin who kills without blinking.