At 7:53 a.m., the weather was fine, southwest wind, three to four, light wind.

Located in the western suburbs of Tianwu City, at Luochuan Town Station, the subway terminus, a subway train is slowly entering the station.

Not long after, people who got off the train poured out of the subway station and diverted in all directions, and a teenager in the crowd with a light yellow and gray canvas painting bag slowly walked out and walked to the temporary bicycle self-parking spot on the side of the subway station.

The boy was wearing a light gray hooded sweatshirt, the pants were some whitish jeans, dark high-top sneakers, with a refreshing short hair, a delicate and quiet appearance, and a faint golden red luster in his deep eyes, as if reflecting the light of the sun, his eyes were quiet and indifferent, his gait was calm and steady, and the whole person exuded a calm temperament that did not belong to a teenager of this age.

He came to the temporary bicycle self-parking point, chose a bicycle in good condition, swiped the card, pushed the bike to the outside lane, got on the bike and rode forward, looking like a student who went out to sketch.

This teenager is none other than Xin Yuan.

According to the original situation, he should have stayed in school as honestly as other students now, but now he has a position as the president of the martial arts club, and this position has a good privilege of being able to take classes when necessary. As for when it is necessary, today is what he thinks is necessary.

He also delegated all the daily affairs of the fighting club, and set several training standards, which standard members can complete even if it is a level, and when they reach the highest level, they can get his personal guidance - of course, it is unlikely that anyone will reach his standard in a short period of time - the highest level is completely based on the physical level of elite special combat members.

In this way, he has nothing to spend his energy on in school, and he can do what he wants.

After nearly half an hour of continuous cycling, the scenery on the side of the road has changed from the street scene of the city to a piece of farmland, and at the end of the field of vision is an undulating hills, and there are farmers passing by from time to time on the roadside, a leisurely rural scene.

Eight thirty-four minutes.

Xin Yuan finally stopped at a small hill with few people, locked the car and put it aside, and walked along a trampled path that stretched upwards with his painting bag on his back.

It took more than ten minutes for Xin Yuan to climb to the top of this mountain bag, only to see that there were already a few people here who had arrived first, all of them occupied positions in one direction, sat on a bench with a drawing board, and sketched the scenery they saw on a white paper with a pen, which seemed to be Xin Yuan's peers who disguised their identities.

In fact, it is a well-known sketching spot among the city's painting enthusiasts, and the traffic is acceptable, so it is not surprising that local students often come here to sketch and meet other people.

Seeing another person coming up, a few of them looked back, and when they saw that they didn't know each other, they stopped paying attention and continued to busy themselves with their own business.

Xin Yuan looked around the top of the mountain, which was not too big, then picked a place where no one was around, opened the drawing board and folding stool, took out the painting tools and placed them, stood up, took out a telescope and looked ahead from afar, pretending to be looking for the scenery he wanted to paint.

In fact, what appeared in the lens of the telescope was a farmhouse hundreds of meters away. The house is located on the edge of the village, half of it is shaded by rocks and trees on the side, and you can see that there is a red fence on the outside, and inside is a three-story building and two two-story buildings, and there are two courtyards in front and back, which is quite large.

This is the temporary residence of the target in the mission, and it is also a secret residence that has just been discovered in the latest intelligence, the target has just been transferred to the past two days, according to the inside information, it will be transferred again as soon as the transaction is completed today.

Xin Yuan pretended to look at the scenery and drew two strokes from time to time, constantly recalling the information in the task in his mind, and correlating with what he saw in his eyes, confirming that he had thought through each action step in detail, and confirmed the order of priority and the available alternative action plans.

This is not the first time he has done something like this, especially with a good intelligence system to support him, he is familiar with it without the slightest problem.

At ten o'clock, Xin Yuan put away his painting tools, went down the mountain, and rode straight towards the village in front of him.

After eating something casually at a farmhouse in the village, Xin Yuan walked towards the village leisurely, strolling around as if he was eating after a meal.

At eleven fifty-three o'clock, he finally came to the edge of the target house, bypassed the front door, avoided the scope of surveillance, and took cover of grass and trees to a side wall where no one was around, and stood quietly and silently, with trees and greenery outside, and there was no one here at all if he didn't look closely.

Two minutes later, there was a conversation between two people on the other side of the wall, one of whom said it was for convenience, and then a footstep was heard reaching for it, and finally stopped at the other end of the wall from Xin Yuan.

Aggressive.

One long and two short.

Xin Yuan raised his hand and tapped a task code on the wall in response.

Immediately, another signal was answered from the other side of the wall.

Confirm that it is correct.

Xin Yuan exerted force under his feet, borrowed force on the edge of the wall with one hand, and ignored the simple anti-theft facilities on it that fixed the broken glass with cement, and suddenly fell into the wall, and then quietly landed like a tanuki without making any sound.

The inner line with dyed yellow hair inside was startled by his ghostly movements, and after seeing his young face clearly, he showed a little surprise, but he quickly reacted, took out a crumpled piece of paper, and spread it out in front of Xin Yuan, which was the simple composition of this mansion.

"There were two in the yard, one inside and one outside, both with pistols; One of the rooms on the first floor and the second floor on the left is sleeping, and three on the right are playing cards in the living room on the second floor; There were four people, two men and two women, on the third floor of the main building, trading goods and automatic rifles, but they rarely went downstairs and did not allow anyone else to go up, and I don't know the specifics. Also, I marked the location of the camera that I just set up last night with a red circle...... "The inner line whispered all the information he knew to Xin Yuan as quickly as possible.

"Alright, you can find your own place to hide." Quickly memorized all the information, Xin Yuan nodded, and prepared to go inside.

"Do you want me to lure you here?" The informant seemed a little uneasy about Xin Yuan and offered to help.

Xin Yuan said lightly: "No need." Then he suddenly bowed down like a cheetah and sprang out in an instant.

The informant was stunned, and there was a sound of footsteps behind the corner about ten steps away, and the next moment, a bald man turned around from the corner, and when he saw the informant, he strode over, scolding in his mouth: "You lazy donkey won't come back if you pee?" Take a look, what's the daze? The boss has already taken care of it, you kid is bold, dare to be lazy at this time, your skin is itchy, isn't it ......"

And at this moment, the ghostly Xin Yuan had already appeared behind the bald man, and the dagger in his hand that had been matte silently pierced into the back of the bald man's head from under the oblique down, directly destroying his brain stem and taking away all his consciousness in an instant.

Looking at Xin Yuan's precise and ruthless performance, the inside line opened his mouth in surprise, and saw Xin Yuan touch out the pistol on the bald man who was already a corpse, so he reacted and stepped forward to help gently put the corpse to the ground.

"Hide."

After Xin Yuan left two words, the person had disappeared behind the corner.