"Forget it, let's not talk about the past. By the way, where did Feng Fei go?" Song Xiaotian saw that Xiaohua was also a little embarrassed and quickly took the opportunity to change the topic.

Because when he thought about the scene of Xiaohua standing in the bathroom last night, his face and neck began to heat up. On the one hand, he deliberately changed the topic to avoid Xiaohua's embarrassment. In fact, he was also afraid of making a fool of himself.

"Brother Feng is swimming in the swimming pool, do you have anything to do with him?" Xiaohua respectfully handed Song Xiaotian a bowl of white rice.

"Oh, it's okay!" Song Xiaotian took the rice from Xiaohua's hand and couldn't help but stare at Xiaohua's snow-white hands.

Her ten fingers were as slender as green onions, and her nails were trimmed very neatly. Maybe most people wouldn't find anything surprising, but Song Xiaotian, who saw Xiaohua's true face last night, was even more sure of what he was thinking.

Huh, how could such beautiful hands appear in the hands of a middle-aged woman? Song Xiaotian thought to himself, but his hands had already begun to use chopsticks.

With a gust of wind, Song Xiaotian ate all the seven or eight well-known and unknown dishes on the table until the plate was empty. In addition, he also took away seven bowls of white rice and a large bowl of soup.

"Song, Mr. Song, are you full?" Xiaohua swallowed hard and stammered. She really couldn't figure out how a person's stomach could hold so many things at once.

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"It's not bad, let's just forget about this meal!" Song Xiaotian said very casually while shaving his teeth with a toothpick in his hand. Everyone could see that he really didn't seem to be joking.

"Oh... Oh my god!" Xiaohua slapped his forehead, his little heart was on the verge of collapse.

After eating eight dishes, five bowls of rice, and one bowl of soup, did you just make do with it? A series of question marks appeared in Xiaohua's heart. At this time, Song Xiaotian was in his eyes an unprecedented super foodie.

How did she know that Song Xiaotian had been living in the deep mountains and forests with his master since he was a child, leading a very poor life. He had to practice martial arts non-stop every day, which consumed a lot of physical energy, but he was still not satisfied with the simple meals.

It can be said that he had never had a real full meal before leaving Wushan. If his master had not prepared some nutritious herbs for him to nourish his body, he would have become malnourished and sick from overwork.

Having just turned sixteen a few days ago, he is still growing, so it is understandable that he has a large appetite.

After eating and drinking, Song Xiaotian suddenly felt that he didn't know what to do. He used to practice martial arts every day in the mountains, and then he studied subjects like this all day long in the training team. After suddenly coming out alone, he really didn't know what to do.

You know what you should do when you are fine, especially when your first task is to play the role of a killer.

The director said that killers usually don't talk much, they have to stay calm and collected at all times, and their personality is relatively withdrawn, deep, and cold-blooded...

But I used to be a very talkative person. According to what Master said about me, I am a person who can chat with a rock for half an hour. Now you ask me to pretend to be serious. Isn’t this forcing someone to do something difficult?

For the first time, Song Xiaotian felt that going out on a mission was not just about fighting, it was as simple as killing people. The depth and loneliness of playing a killer made him feel a little panicked.

"During the assassination mission, you will not take the initiative to talk to anyone, and you will not answer any nonsense that has nothing to do with the assassination mission. If you can answer in two words, you will definitely not use three words." Song Xiaotian returned to the room and lay on the bed, repeating it silently in his heart.

With these words.

These were the last three words that Director Qin gave to Song Xiaotian when he left to perform his mission. He knew that Song Xiaotian was a broken speaker and could not stop talking all day long.

However, this mission was special, as he was playing the role of a killer, so Director Qin specifically told Song Xiaotian to recite these three sentences in his heart more than a thousand times every day, and he also had to repeat these three sentences in his heart every time before speaking.

He recited the sentence silently, but Song Xiaotian knew very well that he could not finish any of those three sentences.

"Hey... when will Mr. Feng give me his target? If this continues, I will go crazy!" Song Xiaotian lay on the bed and tossed and turned, not knowing what to do.

In the next three days, Song Xiaotian would go to bed when he was full, and get up and eat again when he was full. Although he had no worries about eating and drinking, these days were the most uncomfortable days in his life. There was nothing he could do, the mission was still there.

Since he is sick, he can only stay here and cannot go out at will.

The only thing that could make her feel a little bit interested was occasionally chatting with Xiaohua, a somewhat mysterious nanny. However, due to his identity and Xiaohua's mystery, he did not dare to talk to her too deeply.

Finally, on the evening of the third day, Master Feng arrived at Panlong Residence.

"Haha...Mr. Song, are you used to living here these days?" In Master Feng's study, he and Song Xiaotian sat opposite each other.

"I'm used to everything else, but I'm not used to the bed, and my back hurts when I sleep on it!" Song Xiaotian told the truth. He used to sleep directly on the stone slabs in Wushan, but Simmons was so soft that he really had some back pain when sleeping.

"Haha, then I'll ask someone to change your bed later!" Mr. Feng smiled politely.

"Master Feng, I don't think you came here today for my daily life, right?" Song Xiaotian looked at Master Feng, and in his words he didn't seem to respect the man in front of him very much. He could stomp his feet in Donghai City and shake three times.

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"Haha... of course. The target will appear in Donghai City tomorrow. You have a good rest tonight. I will send someone to pick you up early tomorrow morning." Master Feng laughed loudly and did not seem to care about Song Xiaotian's disrespect.

There were indeed very few people who dared to speak to him like this, but in his opinion, such people were the real ones. He felt that Song Xiaotian had the capital to speak to him like this.

"The target will appear tomorrow? Why didn't you tell me in advance? What you want me to do for you this time is not that easy to handle. I don't know anything about the surrounding environment where the target appears. How will I start tomorrow?" Song Xiaotian's expression changed.

No change, but his words seemed a little angry.

"Haha... don't worry. You have a special status and it's not convenient for you to show up. I've already asked people to do the spotting. Later I will arrange for people to show you a few positions that I think are more suitable to start."

Mr. Feng said with a smile on his face. He looked like a Maitreya Buddha. He was smiling all the time and nothing seemed to make him angry.

"Hmph!" Song Xiaotian sneered: "Master Feng, are you a little too conceited?"

"We have our own way of doing things. When we observe the surrounding environment, we don't just simply observe an excellent sniping point with a wide view and a path that can be quickly evacuated. There are many other factors that you laymen can't understand.

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After Song Xiaotian said what he said, Master Feng was stunned and speechless. He indeed just asked his men to choose a few better sniper points and retreat routes around the target. He did not consider other factors at all.
Chapter completed!