School flower's personal master

Chapter 1 The Magical Mission

"It's your pay for going to North Africa."

Old man Lin carefully took out two crumpled hundred-yuan bills from a well-wrapped rag and handed them to Lin Yi who was looking at him.

Lin Yi didn't understand that the mission he performed was so dangerous, his enemy was so powerful, the client's benefits were so rich, but in the end, his own income was so small.

Where did the old man take these superb tasks for himself?
Every time it is a life-and-death situation, but the reward is fifty or one hundred, which is not bad, when there are three or two...

Every time I think of this, Lin Yi wants to cry.

After receiving the 200 yuan that he exchanged his life for, what Lin Yi wanted to scold most was, Damn it!
Although he was an orphan, he had no mother since he was a child.

After 15 years of learning Kung Fu and 15 years of reading from the old man Lin who raised him, how can he be considered a versatile man?

In ancient times, he was also the champion of both civil and military, but he was called as a hard worker... When will this day be a leader!

I heard that people in the city can earn tens of thousands of yuan a year for building houses, but I earn only 800 yuan a year for living to death every day...

"Old man, are you kidding me? 200 yuan? I wonder if you are deducting my salary?"

Lin Yi had suspected this more than once, but the old man wore the same clothes and ate the same food as him, and he didn't look like a rich man.

"It's good to have money. Do you think the money is so easy to earn now?"

Old man Lin rolled his bubbling eyes and said angrily, "Why? Don't want it? Give it back to me if you don't want it. I haven't been to the snack bar of the widow Wang's house for a long time."

"..."

Lin Yi wanted to madly beat the thin, shriveled old man in front of him, but he knew that the result of his own actions would be to be beaten.

Lin Yi himself doesn't know how powerful Old Man Lin's kung fu is.

All I know is that every time he accompanies himself to practice the exercises, he does not exert his full strength.

Just when his kung fu had improved a notch, he suddenly discovered that the old man had also improved a notch, and he was still his defeat.

"Okay, you've experienced almost the same over the years, and it's almost time for that big event."

Without raising his eyelids, Old Man Lin sat cross-legged on the kang and slapped the plate of fennel beans in front of him: "If you've done this task, you won't have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of your life!"

"real or fake?"

Lin Yi knew that since he was picked up by the old man when he was three years old, he followed the old man to learn kung fu, medicine, and outside knowledge, just to do a big thing!
However, Lin Yi doubts that the reward for this important event is as much as the old man said, and a task can last a lifetime.

"When did I lie to you?"

Old man Lin threw another fennel bean into his mouth: "Are you going? If you don't go, I'll be replaced?"

"Go, of course I will!"

Lin Yi thought to himself, such a good thing, a fool would not go!
A task can be eaten for a lifetime, and I don't have to live and die like this in the future.

Even if it is the Longtan Tiger Den, it is worth fighting for!

"Well, then you go, you go to Songshan City, Pengzhan Group, find someone named Chu Pengzhan, he will tell you what to do next."

The corner of the old man Lin's mouth crossed an imperceptible sneer: "But you have to think about it. Once you accept this task, you must continue to do it, and you can't quit in the middle."

"Why? Don't let people run away when there is danger?"

Lin Yi is not the kind of person who knows that he will die, but he is determined not to do it.

"Xiao Yi, I have raised you for 15 years, feeding you, drinking, buying you a laptop, and buying you a 3G network card..."

The old man rolled his eyes and started chattering: "If you want to do something, you only have so many problems, don't force me!"

"Depend on!"

After hearing the old man's words, Lin Yi became angry: "You raised me for the first three years. From the age of six, I was cooking, I chopped wood, and I made straw shoes to make money to support you, so don't force me!"

"Don't think I don't know what you are watching on your computer secretly in the middle of the night!"

The old man glared and said, "You forced me to say it! You are still facing the computer..."

"Okay...I'll go...I won't run away, okay?"

Lin Yi blushed. He didn't expect that such a secret thing he did would be noticed by this old guy. It was a goddamn shame.

Let him go on, maybe he will come up with pictures that are not suitable for children.

So, under the coercion and temptation of old man Lin, Lin Yi packed his bags, set foot on the train heading north, and traveled thousands of miles to Songshan City, a modern and international metropolis.

Sitting on the train, Lin Yi was still looking forward to this mission. It was a good thing that he could retire with one mission. He wanted it in his dreams.

Although it can be felt from the words of old man Lin, this task does not seem to be easy.

Well, it's not easy to have a challenge!

"Snapped."

A pock-faced man sitting across from Lin Yi opened a can of Coke and threw the tab on the table.

A small flathead beside the man pretended not to care, picked up the pull ring, and fiddled with it in his hand. After fiddling a few times, he suddenly shouted:

"Wow! Wow! Wow! First prize!"

Although the sound of the flat head was not very loud in the noisy train carriage, all the passengers sitting nearby heard it and looked at him one after another.

Mazi's face is no exception. Seeing that the pull ring in Pingtou's hand was just dropped by him, his face suddenly became a little unnatural: "Give it back to me, it's mine..."

"What's yours? Where's your name written?"

Xiao Pingtou withdrew his right hand, clenched the pull ring tightly in his hand, and said with a stare, "Your name is the first prize?"

"No... I'm not calling the first prize... I lost the pull ring for the first prize..."

Seeing Xiao Pingtou's ferocious appearance, Mazi's face became a little timid, but he didn't want to lose what he deserved, and looked at Griphook with trepidation.

"You also said that it was you who lost it. Since you lost it, whoever finds it is whoever finds it."

Xiaoping snorted and said disdainfully.

"Hey, how can you be like this?"

Mazi's face suddenly became anxious, and he called to a passenger opposite him, a man with glasses sitting on the left of Lin Yi: "Sir, you look like a scholar, you judge, how can he be like this? Ah, isn't this a rogue?"

"Who's being a rascal?"

Xiaopingtou was not happy anymore, and turned his head to the man with glasses and said, "Master, tell me, who should this pull ring belong to?"

"Well……"

The glasses man pushed his glasses, hesitated and said, "I'm a university teacher. Since you both trust me, I'll give you a review."

"You say it, you say it!"

Both Mazimian and Xiaopingtou nodded, looking anxiously at the man with glasses who claimed to be a university teacher.

"It stands to reason that this pull ring was pulled from the drink can by this big brother, and the thing should be his..."

Halfway through the glasses man's words, Pock's face showed a smug expression, but Xiaopingtou was in a hurry. Just as he was about to say something, the glasses man waved his hand, stopped him, and continued:
"However, since this eldest brother has already thrown away Griphook and was picked up by this brother, it should belong to this later brother..."

"But you also said that the Griphook is mine..."

Hearing what the man with glasses said, Pock Mian immediately burst into tears.

"In my opinion, it's better that you two share the prize equally, so that no one suffers!"

The glasses man suggested.

"Divided..."

After listening to Xiaopingtou, he hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth, and said, "Okay, then we will share."

Probably Xiaopingtou also felt that his reasoning was a little untenable, so he agreed to the suggestion of the man with glasses.

As for the pock-marked face over there, he saw the pull ring and held it in Xiaopingtou's hand. If he didn't agree, he might not be able to catch the hair, so he might as well give half of it, so he nodded in agreement.

"Well, since you both agree, let's split."

The man in glasses took a look at the can in Pockmarked Face's hand, and said, "It says on it that the first prize is 10 yuan, and after deducting 20.00% of the personal income tax, the remaining 8 yuan, but since receiving the prize is more troublesome, Which of you two is going to receive the award, just give the other 3 yuan, and then go to receive the award yourself, what do you think of this idea?"

"Row!"

Mazilian could get some money, so he agreed directly: "Give me [-] yuan, and then you go to receive the prize!"

(End of this chapter)