Zhiyuan High School, located in the north of the city, is a school in Yunmeng City, and Yang Biao was a student of this high school before.

The back door of the school is an abandoned construction site, which was originally intended to build a residential complex, but for some unknown reason, it was put on hold.

Nowadays, construction waste and household garbage are piled up everywhere here, and it has a long rancid smell, and almost no people pass through it.

However, before Yang Biao escaped back to the Lingzi space last time, the last coordinate point was on this construction site.

If it weren't for Huang Wei and the others to intercept him in time, he would definitely plan to break into the school and take revenge on his teachers and classmates.

Therefore, in order to prevent this from happening, the relevant departments intervened decisively as early as the first time, and asked the school to give students winter vacation in advance, even for senior high school students.

Now, all the teachers, students and staff of the school have long since left the school, and the school that should be brightly lit is dark, and there is no one inside.

"Are you sure it's the location?"

Yi Tiancheng stood in the corner of the construction site, tapped a spot on the ground with his toes, and asked a young Secret Service member.

"This is it, without a single deviation." The Secret Service member replied in a deep voice that in the fierce battle not long ago, not only did they fail to keep the murderer, but they also sacrificed a teammate, so everyone was holding a bad breath in their hearts.

"Okay, let all of you evacuate the scene, don't watch here from a distance, all the hidden monitoring equipment is also removed, and I will take care of the rest."

Hearing Yi Tiancheng's order, several members of the special service who had been staying here to be in charge of monitoring immediately looked at Long Wu and waited for her instructions.

"Do as he says, Li Zheng, and bring the brothers back." Long Wu ordered directly, and she didn't have any objection to it.

Li Zheng nodded, and immediately left the scene quickly with a few teammates.

Yi Tiancheng squinted, looked at the woman staring at him on the side, and said indifferently: "Don't you understand the words?" I'm talking about all, including you. ”

"Huh~! What a puzzling guy! Long Wu rolled his eyes suddenly, and then said with a smile in the next second: "However, I like it, so I'll leave it to you." ”

After saying that, she jumped directly onto the protective net ten meters away, and then a few dragonflies clicked the water, and disappeared into the night.

On the empty abandoned construction site, Yi Tiancheng was left alone in the end.

He took out a pack of cigarettes, popped out one with his fingers and lit it, then smoked off a small half in one go, sinking all the smoke into his lungs, and brewed for a while before squirting out in one breath.

If you want to kill the trialists in the real world, it is easy to say that it is not easy, but it is not easy to say, because it is necessary to cut off the back path of their escape into the spirit sub-space.

Therefore, either find something that the other party values in their hearts, or even something that is more important than their own life, and threaten them; Either cut through the mess quickly, and before the other party has time to react, directly kill it with one blow, without leaving the other party a chance.

In Yi Tiancheng's opinion, people like Yang Biao are like him, and nothing is more important in his eyes than himself.

Of course, even if you do, you don't need to.

- Then again, I don't seem to have used pure assassination techniques since I was reborn.

Thinking of this, Yi Tiancheng couldn't help laughing.

Although there is a spoof component, in a sense, Wushuang can indeed be regarded as a kind of assassination, and the most violent and direct way of assassination.

However, in terms of practical conditions, this kind of reinforcement route is actually not very desirable and practical, and if you want to stick to the front of the face and anus, there are countless better job options than this.

To put it bluntly, the guy who dares to play like this is actually no different from a hearse drifting and jumping in front of the grave, just two words - death.

In Assassin's Creed, the protagonists of the past generations were able to drive the Musou because it was originally a lawn mowing game.

In "FGO", Wang Hassan was able to assassinate Wushuang, because people were too high and had assimilated with the concept of death, and all attacks issued would be attached to the [instant death] effect.

What's more, whether it is the protagonist of the assassins of the past dynasties or Wang Hassan, they themselves are experts in the art of assassination.

Taking Wang Hassan as an example, even if he gave up his title qualification and became a regular killing servant, only the residual skill of [Breath Blocking] remained, and the skill specifications were as high as the A-level level.

When he first appeared in the sixth chapter of "FGO", Wang Hassan single-handedly infiltrated Raji's inherent enchantment, the Radiant Composite Temple, and successfully killed Raji (the king of kings) before he could react, and it seems that more than once, so that Raji could only stay in the temple to maintain his life, and live by holding his broken neck all day long.

So much so that some players joked that Wang Hassan had too many skill points and had no place to use them, so he casually lit up the berserker skill tree.

And the reason why Yi Tiancheng dared to play like this was because his assassin skills were almost full.

Before he was reborn, the reason why he was able to survive round after round of trials in the worst environment was that he raised the assassin's rank skill [Breath Blocking] to the super-standard level of the S-level, and even the EX-level outside the theory was only one step away.

He likes to go straight to his enemies, but if necessary, he can change his style and become a true technical assassin at any time.

And now, it's time to show off pure skill......

……

Waiting for the rabbit is a stupid way to test patience.

Time is passing by minute by second, but the goal has not appeared for a long time, and no matter how tenacious the will is, it will be worn out.

But Yi Tiancheng will not, his body has always been in a state of complete relaxation, and his heart has always been as quiet as stagnant water, but there is no negative emotion, and the whole person has a poetic sense of ease, as if: You come, or not, I am here, not sad, joyful, and inseparable.

Of course, the actual situation is that Yi Tiancheng skillfully used the ability of [Breath Blocking] to completely converge his momentum, spiritual pressure, killing intent and other information, so the whole person looks no different from an ordinary high school student, and he is also the kind of bad student who leaves school in the middle of the night.

Whether Yang Biao will return to the real world and when he will return, no one can guarantee.

Therefore, Yi Tiancheng can only do his best to obey the destiny of heaven.

But fortunately, the fate of that Bichi seems to have the same virtue as the dragon dance, and he is always happy to take care of him.

Around one o'clock in the morning, a sudden wave of ripples in the calm space and a teleportation door opened.

Then, a young man with sharp and cunning eyes and a perverse and arrogant expression walked out of the portal and entered the real world.

The boy is Yang Biao.

In the ancient Chinese cultural classics, there is a mysterious animal ranked between tigers and leopards, and even the image is confusing, and there is - Biao.

Yan Yun said: If a tiger gives birth to three sons, there must be one biao; Biao is the most vicious, and he can eat tigers.

Although Yang Biao has no brothers and sisters, he is definitely worthy of his name, and he is the same as the most ruthless and vicious Biao in the legend.

As soon as he appeared, Yang Biao jumped away from the place, looked around vigilantly, and was ready to deal with all kinds of dangers, but the result made him a little confused.

There were no enemies around, no traps, not even signs of surveillance, and in his perceptual range, only in the direction of the back door of the school, there was an ordinary person who was not threatening.

Yang Biao gradually calmed down, and then looked in the direction of the back door of the school, where a figure of a high school student was walking in the direction of him under the dim light.

Seeing this familiar scene, Yang Biao showed a knowing smile.

Once upon a time, when he was a student at this school, he also tried his best to find a way to get out of the wall in the dead of night and go to a nearby Internet café to surf the Internet all night.

I don't know those who look at themselves with dogs, those who make small reports to expose themselves, those who unabashedly despise and dislike themselves, and those who unite to bully and beat themselves......

Are you all okay? It's very moist compared to it! But I'm afraid you can't imagine that the guy who has been bullied, humiliated, despised, spit on, and beaten by you again and again will crawl back from hell one day!

Now, I'm back to repay you for your kindness.

Yang Biao stood in a dark corner and thought about it, until the student was about to pass by him, he pinched his thumb and index finger together and put it in his mouth, and suddenly blew a shrill whistle, startling the other party and almost stumbling to the ground.

"Hahahahahaha~!" Seeing the other party's embarrassed appearance, Yang Biao laughed on the spot.

"Damn! Scared labor to death! You're hearted! After hearing his laughter, the other party immediately scolded angrily.

And Yang Biao also stepped forward directly, adding fuel to the fire without thinking it was too big and said: "That's right, I deliberately scared you!" ”

The other party was even more angry, grabbed Yang Biao's neckline directly with his left hand, clenched his fist with his right hand, and threatened fiercely: "Damn! You want to die, don't you? Believe it or not, labor and management will kill you! ”

Yang Biao raised his eyebrows and raised his thick eyebrows, looking at each other with interest, not caring that his neckline was caught, the smile on his face was even worse, and at the same time he continued to say with bad intentions: "Yes! I just want to die, or you will fulfill me? If you can't kill me, you're my grandson! ”

"! Go to hell! ”

Seeing the other party angrily shoot at him, Yang Biao raised his hand mockingly and wanted to pinch the other party's wrist, and then directly twisted the other party's arm off.

But, before he could squeeze the other man's wrists, the hands had already cracked through his clothes with lightning speed, shattered his ribs, probed into his chest, held his heart, and finally—

With a "click", a bloody and fresh heart that was still agitating was taken out of the chest cavity and presented in front of his eyes.

"You said it yourself, are you satisfied?"

The voice was still the same voice, but there was no anger in the tone, only undisguised mockery.

The person is still the same person, but there is no anger on his face, only indifference to life.