Wei Shu, a freshman in the first class of Ningcheng No. 1 High School, cultivated as a Guiyuan quadruple, his combat power is unknown, and he is suspected of being able to defeat Guiyuan Wuzhong, and he once crossed the level to kill Guiyuan Quadruple when he returned to the Yuan Sanchong, and there was no record of the same level after the quadruple.

This is the target information provided by the employer to the fat chef, and the fat chef summed it up, just two words - rookie.

An academic genius has probably cultivated some powerful martial arts, and he can kill the enemy beyond a small realm, but that's it.

It's not that the fat chef looks down on these martial artists cultivated by the school, they only know how to blindly cultivate, cultivate, and dominate in the school, but they don't know the real cruel side of this world.

They have been cultivating until they have cultivated to the advanced level of Guiyuan, and then they will be sent out by the school to practice, and then break through to the Tongqi realm and enter the university to continue their cultivation.

The fat chef once killed a high-level student of Guiyuan with the design of Guiyuan Sixfold Cultivation, and that guy didn't understand how he died until he lost his breath.

I believe that the goal this time is not much different, and it should even be simpler, because this guy not only has a lower cultivation, but his brain seems to be a little malfunctioning.

The fat chef looked at the figure of Wei Shu who was busy by the stove, and sighed in his heart, this is really the easiest business he has done since he entered the industry.

He did almost nothing, just followed the method given by his employer, infiltrated the campus, and then changed into the chef's uniform that his employer had hidden in advance, and went to the cafeteria at about two o'clock to open the door.

If the target doesn't arrive, he locks the door again, opens the door again, locks the door again, until the target appears, and then it's time for him to play freely.

The only requirement of the employer is that the movement must be small when attacking, and it is best to be able to kill the target silently.

Therefore, the fat chef touched the sharp knife on his waist through the chef's suit, and finally gave up the idea of using the knife directly.

Although the martial artists trained in the school lack experience, their ability to fight head-on is much stronger than that of the warriors of the wild road.

If the opponent misses a blow and is avoided by the opponent, or if the target is not killed with a single blow, he will inevitably have to spend some time at that time, and if he makes too much noise, he will violate the employer's requirements.

What's more, the intelligence said that the goal was to return to the Yuan Quadruple, but the fat chef didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of vitality on his body at all, which was obviously a treasure with a masking aura.

And the treasure that can cover the breath is sky-high no matter where it is placed, and it will not be good if it is accidentally broken during the battle, so it is better for him to be obediently poisoned.

The only trouble is that because the employer's time is very accurate, the fat chef only knows the general situation in the canteen, and does not have time to poison in advance, so he can only quietly put the poison into the food in the name of hot dishes.

"Oh, young man, I see that you don't cook very often, why can't you even make a fire, come on, let me come. The fat chef walked to the stove, and his fat body directly squeezed Wei Shu out.

Wei Shu looked at the formation under the stove, his expression was a little embarrassed, it seemed that he had been broken by the Tao and did not cook often. I feel a little embarrassed.

"Master Wan, in fact, it's not that I don't want to cook, but I don't have a chance, as soon as I went to high school, my dad and my mom went on their honeymoon, and when I left, I moved everything in the house except for the sofa and bed, and even the stove was dismantled, which is called exercising my autonomy. ”

"I was penniless, hungry, I really had no choice, I had to tear down the bed and bake the sofa to eat, and after three days of eating, I really had no choice but to come to the cafeteria. ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" the fat chef suddenly coughed violently.

Not to mention which immortal this guy's "Master Wan" is, let's just say that this operation of dismantling the bed and baking the sofa to eat is really something that humans can come up with? Aren't you afraid of being choked to death?

"Master Li, Master Li, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well? Otherwise, I'll come, you're not well, just sit by and watch." Wei Shu said, he was about to come up and squeeze the fat chef away, but unfortunately the difference in size between the two was really a bit big, and Wei Shu tried several times without success.

"Ahem, ahem, no, no, I just choked on saliva, it's okay. The fat chef waved his hand again and again, signaling that Wei Shu could do it, and he was about to inject vitality into the formation.

"Ah~ah~ah!" A sudden howl startled the fat chef, and he almost pulled out the sharp knife at his waist, but fortunately he finally held back.

"Young man, what's wrong with you?" the fat chef asked helplessly, looking at Wei Shu, who was crying profusely on top of him.

"Ah~ah~ah!Master Zhang, you have to testify to me, I didn't mean to ask for food in the canteen for nothing, I really had no choice but to do this, the sofa baked on the bed was too unpalatable!Ah~ah~ah!"

The fat chef's head was full of black lines, he really wanted to pinch Wei Shu's mouth and feed him the poison directly, and he exhaled deeply several times before finally suppressing this thought.

The fat chef looked at Wei Shu and asked, "I heard that the cafeteria of your No. 1 Middle School is not free for students and teachers......?

"That's right!" Wei Shu stopped crying in an instant and stood aside obediently.

The fat chef's forehead was bruised, and he almost drew a knife to cut people, but his good professionalism and desire for the treasure that hidden the aura on Wei Shu's body still calmed him down.

"Can you stand here obediently, don't talk or move, and wait for me to help you heat up. ”

"Okay!" Wei Shu gestured to a scissorhands.

Fat Chef: ......

He was wrong, although this mission was simple, it was the one that hurt him the most, not physically, but mentally.

The fat chef wondered, which talent had nothing to do and spent a lot of money to hire someone to kill a mentally retarded, and at the same time he was quite unhappy in his heart, this kind of IQ could be admitted to a middle school, and his failure that year must have been operated by someone in the dark.

The fat chef's hand was full of vitality, and he pressed towards the formation, and at this time he still remembered to maintain the appearance of a chef, and only needed to return to the Yuan Yizhong's cultivation.

Although the target looks like a fool, he knows a lot of examples of fat chefs who have never seen anyone in this line of work, who pretends to be crazy and stupid to make his opponent let his guard down, and then kills him with one blow.

Regardless of whether this guy is really stupid or fake, the fat chef is confident that he has not shown any flaws so far, and the employer has also said that the chef of the canteen has been working in the back kitchen, rarely showing up, and will not be recognized by the target.

All the fat chef has to do now is secretly poison the target while he is not paying attention, and then everything will be fine.

"Master Wang, why don't you do it yourself first, and I'll go to the toilet. Wei Shu suddenly clutched his stomach and said.

"Then you go. "The fat chef wished that this thing would leave quickly, just in time to give himself a chance to poison himself.

Wei Shu immediately ran out of the kitchen, ran all the way into the toilet, entered one compartment after another, locked the compartment door, leaned against the door and gasped softly.

"MD, I finally ran out, and I thought I was going to bury him. ”

The fat chef guessed correctly, Wei Shu kept pretending to be crazy and stupid to make him let his guard down, but Wei Shu didn't want to sneak up on him, but to stay away from that dangerous place in the kitchen.

And the fat chef also reacted at this moment, secretly scolding himself for being careless.

He didn't think that Wei Shu had already discovered him and ran away, but said that he actually let the target out of his sight, so that some variables were likely to appear.

"Next time, I won't take on this kind of task again, kill people and kill people, where do you get so many requirements. The fat cook muttered and put his hand on the formation under the stove.

Rumble!