"Who would have thought that an assassin who had already been buried in a sea of fire would be reborn in a small village in Xia Country, inside the body of a girl who died suddenly from heart disease."
On the second floor of a farmhouse, Ye Wushuang examined herself in the mirror.
The young girl in the mirror was eighteen years old, with black hair reaching her waist, exquisite features, and skin as white and tender as flawless jade; she was a rare beauty.
"Moreover, I am not the only one who can be reborn..."
Ye Wushuang closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, a few lines of text appeared before her.
【Goal: Complete 30 trial missions.】
【Reward: Resurrection of "Ye Wuchen".】
【Note: Previous life's skills retained, original owner's heart disease removed.】
【......Mission custom made in progress......】
"It is just like receiving a mission published by a system in an online game."
A hint of confusion appeared in Ye Wushuang's black pupils, followed by being overwhelmed by pain and regret.
Wuchen was her younger brother.
She had originally intended to take her younger brother and leave the organization together, but he drugged her halfway and, disregarding her opposition, returned to the organization alone to stall for time for her.
By the time she woke up again, she had already arrived on the other side of the ocean, successfully breaking away from the organization's control.
Yet her younger brother had been hacked to pieces by those people and tortured to death!
Ye Wushuang clenched her fists, her nails almost embedding into her flesh!
"As long as I can save Wuchen, whether it is 30 missions or 300 missions, I will give it my all!"
"Shuang'er, come downstairs for dinner." A loving voice sounded from downstairs.
Ye Wushuang turned around and went downstairs, discovering that her mother, Li Chunlan, was cooking dinner in the kitchen, while her father, Ye Weiguo, was helping out on the side.
Li Chunlan was a middle-aged woman of about fifty; years of farm work had left her face looking weathered. Ye Weiguo was two years older than her and was a dark-skinned farmer.
He asked Ye Wushuang: "Tell Dad honestly, is someone at school bullying you?"
Ever since she started high school, their daughter seemed like a different person, but no matter how they asked, she denied it.
"No." Ye Wushuang lied.
The original owner had indeed been bullied at school.
As for those matters, she could handle them herself.
Li Chunlan asked again: "What about the young master of the Shen Family? How is he treating you? Did the Shen Family mention when they would hold the engagement banquet for the two of you?"
Ye Wushuang's gaze flickered.
The young master of the Shen Family referred to the only son of the Shen Group in Yan City, who was also her fiancé.
Given the status of the Ye Family, being able to marry into the Shen Family also had to mention the connections between the two grandfathers.
The two grandfathers were both villagers of Shiqiao Village back in the day; their relationship was as close as brothers, and they agreed to have their next generation betrothed.
Due to some special reasons, the engagement by proxy was passed down to the generation of Ye Wushuang and the young master of the Shen Family.
However, the Shen Family's business grew larger and larger, transforming from a destitute village household into an influential family in Yan City.
According to the common tropes in dramas, the Shen Family should have refused to mention this engagement at all.
But Grandfather Shen highly respected the principle that a businessman's integrity is the foundation.
Not only did he not treat the Ye Family with disdain, but he also ordered people to send gifts to the Ye Family in the countryside every few days.
Previously, upon hearing that Ye Wushuang's high school entrance exam results were not ideal, he even made a wave of the hand and arranged for Ye Wushuang to enter the best private noble academy in Yan City—Feibird High School.
And he called it a beautiful name, saying his grandson was also at Feibird High School, so the two of them could just cultivate their relationship.
Unfortunately, that young master of the Shen Family did not inherit his grandfather's fine moral character.
The original owner had suffered bullying at school for three years, and she never saw the young master of the Shen Family reach out to help.
In addition, Grandfather Shen passed away from old age at the beginning of the year, and the engagement banquet became something that was not even a possibility.
"There is no need to be anxious about this." Ye Weiguo looked at his wife:
"City people have high standards; the young master of the Shen Family might not necessarily look favorably upon our daughter, and our daughter does not necessarily have to marry into the Shen Family. Everything should be based on our daughter's thoughts."
"You are right." Li Chunlan nodded in agreement: "If Shuang'er is not willing, even if the Shen Family gives us one hundred million, we will not take it!"
Ye Wushuang lowered her head to eat without saying a word.
This kind of care from parents was too unfamiliar to her.
After dinner, Li Chunlan came to Ye Wushuang's bedroom, checking the items her daughter needed to return to school over and over again, for fear that something had been left out.
Until Ye Wushuang could not bear the sleepiness and fell asleep, she then turned off the light and left on tiptoe.
However, as soon as she left, Ye Wushuang opened her eyes, and cold light radiated from her pupils in the darkness.
"There is a smell of blood and gunpowder in the wind."
An assassin is a character who dances on the edge of gun barrels and sword tips; keen alertness is the first element of survival.
She was certain there was a gunfight in the mountain behind her house, so she pretended to be sleepy to send Li Chunlan away.
"Xia Country is different from other countries; gun control is very strict. Except for the authorities, most of those who can possess guns are not kind people."
"So what is the situation on the mountain behind the house?"
"A pursuit between the righteous and the underworld? A shootout between underworld factions?"
"Regardless of which one it is, it could potentially affect the safety of Li Chunlan and Ye Weiguo. They are too close to here."
Ferocity flashed in Ye Wushuang's gaze as she climbed out the window, moving as agilely as a leopard in the night, heading straight for the mountain behind the house.
The system retained her skills as an international assassin from her previous life. Soon, behind a bush, she discovered an old man whose thigh had been pierced by a tree branch.
He was gritting his teeth tightly, covered in cold sweat, not daring to make a sound.
The old man was wearing a military green uniform, and the badge on his shoulder made Ye Wushuang's pupils tremble slightly.
She recognized this badge; this was the honor belonging to the founding father of Xia Country, Ji Hanhai.
When General Ji was in his youth, he had led three hundred soldiers to miraculously defeat an invading army of one hundred thousand on the border front, protecting the integrity of the country with his blood, and had since become world-renowned.
Even Ye Wushuang admired this person.
Then the question arose.
Who would dare to hunt down a military region chief of Xia Country within the territory of Xia Country?
"Me, Mister Ji."
（I have found you, Mister Ji.）
A foreign big man with a beard holding a silenced assault rifle walked around the corner, aiming his gun at Ji Hanhai's heart.
"I am sorry, but as the saying goes here: take people's money, resolve troubles for them."
（I am very sorry, but just like the proverb here: take people's money, resolve troubles for them.）
Ji Hanhai was panting heavily, his eagle-like eyes staring fixedly at the big man, his heart inevitably filled with a sense of desolation.
To think that after a lifetime of military service, he would end up dying so miserably.
"Snap—"
The sound of fallen leaves being crushed sounded abruptly.
The big man and Ji Hanhai looked to the left simultaneously, discovering that an eighteen-year-old young girl had appeared from behind a tree at some point.
The young girl was wearing pink pajamas printed with little white rabbits, her long hair draped over her shoulders, and she looked very beautiful.
It was just that those eyes looked a bit calm, even calm to the point of being overdone.
"Run!" Ji Hanhai grabbed the big man's calf, telling the young girl to run quickly.
Protecting the people of Xia Country was a duty carved into his bones!
The young girl must be a villager who happened to pass by here; she did not know how dangerous it was in front of her!
"Damn it!" The big man kicked Ji Hanhai away and immediately aimed his gun at the young girl, his finger pressing on the trigger.
The higher-ups had said that the decapitation mission could not be known by a second person!
Perhaps because the big man was too terrifying, the young girl bent her knees and squatted down slightly.
Seeing this, disdain appeared in the big man's eyes.
She must be scared!
Who would have known what would happen in the next second.
The young girl was like a compressed spring, rushing straight out, knocking the big man down with a spinning kick, snatching the gun from the big man's hand, and pulling the trigger at the big man!
Puchi!
The gun fired, the bullet exited, and it hit the center of the forehead instantly!
Under the moonlight, the young girl stood sideways, holding the rifle with one hand, her ink-colored hair dancing wildly in the wind, the killing intent in her eyes undisguised, ruthless like the god of death!
"You... you..."
General Ji stuttered, which was rare!
This young girl wearing cute pajamas had actually used her bare hands to snatch a gun from a foreign assassin and even counter-killed the foreign assassin?
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would absolutely not believe this was real!
"Who are you!" Ji Hanhai asked nervously.
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