Magical Mission (1)
"This is your reward for going to North Africa." Old Lin carefully took out two crumpled hundred-dollar bills from a well-wrapped rag and handed them to Lin Yi, who was staring at him eagerly.
Lin Yi couldn't understand why his mission was so dangerous, his enemy was so strong, and the client's reward was so generous, but in the end, his reward was so little.
Where did this old man find all these amazing missions for him? Every time, it was a narrow escape, and the reward he got was fifty or a hundred dollars. Luckily, there were still three or two dollars left … Every time he thought about it, Lin Yi wanted to cry.
Receiving the two hundred dollars that he traded his life for, Lin Yi wanted to curse the most. Motherf * cker! Even though he was an orphan and didn't have a mother since he was young.
He learned martial arts from Old Lin, who raised him, for fifteen years, and studied for fifteen years. No matter what, he could be considered well-versed in both literature and martial arts, right? In ancient times, he would have been a top scholar in both literature and martial arts, but now he was being ordered around like a laborer … When would this day ever come to an end?!
He heard that building houses in the city could earn tens of thousands of dollars a year, but he only earned a thousand or eight hundred dollars a year, even though he was hovering between life and death every day …
"Old man, you're not messing with me, are you? Two hundred dollars? I really wonder if you're deducting my reward? " This wasn't the first time Lin Yi had suspected this, but the old man wore the same clothes and ate the same food as him, and didn't look like a rich person.
"It's good enough to get paid, do you think money is so easy to earn nowadays?" Old Lin rolled his puffy eyes and said unhappily, "What? You don't want it? If you don't want it, then give it back to me. I haven't been to Widow Wang's snack shop in a long time. "
"…" Lin Yi really wanted to beat the old man in front of him, but he knew that if he did, he would only get beaten up.
Lin Yi had no idea how powerful Old Lin's martial arts were. He only knew that Old Lin never used his full strength when he trained with him. Just as his Kung Fu improved by a level, he suddenly found that the old man had also improved by a level, and he was still defeated by him.
"Alright, you've had enough experience over the years. It's about time for that big event." Old Man Lin didn't even bat an eyelid as he sat cross-legged on the brick bed, munching on a plate of fennel beans in front of him. "If you complete this mission well, you won't have to worry about food and drink for the rest of your life!"
"Really?" Lin Yi knew that he had been picked up by the old man when he was three years old. Since then, he had been learning kung fu, medicine, and knowledge from the outside world from the old man in order to do something big. However, Lin Yi doubted whether the reward for this big thing was as much as the old man had said. One task was enough for him to eat for the rest of his life.
"When have I ever lied to you?" Old Lin tossed another fennel bean into his mouth. "Are you coming or not? If not, I'll get someone else. "
"Of course I'll go!" Lin Yi said. Only an idiot wouldn't go for something this good! One mission was enough for him to eat for the rest of his life. He wouldn't have to live like this anymore. Even if it was a tiger's den, it would be worth it!
"Alright, then go. Go to Songshan, Pengzhan Industries. Find someone called Pengzhan. He'll tell you what to do next." Old Lin's lips curled into an almost imperceptible smile. "But you have to think this through. Once you accept this mission, you have to finish it. You can't back out in the middle."
"Why? Why don't you let me run when there's danger? "Lin Yi wasn't a one-track minded person. He wouldn't do something even if he knew it would kill him.
"Lil 'Yi, I've raised you for fifteen years. I've provided for you to eat, to drink, to buy you a laptop, to buy you a 3G network card …" The old man rolled his eyes and started nagging. "Why do you have so many questions when I ask you to do something? Don't force me!"
"F * ck!" Lin Yi was pissed off at the old man's words. "You raised me for the first three years, and I've been the one cooking since I was six, chopping firewood, weaving straw sandals to make money for you! Don't force me!"
"Don't think I don't know that you're watching porn on the computer in the middle of the night!" The old man glared at him. "You forced me to say this! You even looked at the computer … "
"Alright … I'll go … I won't run away. Okay?" Lin Yi's face reddened. He didn't think that the old man would find out about something so secretive. How embarrassing. If she allowed him to continue, who knew what kind of inappropriate scenes he would say?
And so, under Old Lin's threats and promises, Lin Yi carried his backpack and stepped on the train north. He traveled thousands of miles to Songshan, the modern international metropolis.
As he sat on the train, Lin Yi thought that he'd have to encrypt the porn and hide it in the system folder. He'd have to keep his eyes and ears open when doing that kind of thing.
However, Lin Yi was looking forward to this mission. A mission like this that would allow him to retire was a dream come true for Lin Yi. Although, he could tell from Old Lin's words that this mission wasn't going to be easy. Yes, it was going to be challenging if it wasn't easy!
"Pak." A pockmarked man sitting across from Lin Yi opened a can of cola and threw the ring on the table.
A crew cut guy next to the man pretended not to care. He picked up the ring and played with it in his hand. After a while, he suddenly shouted, "Wow! Wow! Wow! First prize! "
Although the crew cut guy's voice wasn't loud in the noisy train, the passengers nearby all heard him and looked at him.
The pockmarked man was no exception. He saw that the ring in the crew cut guy's hand was the one he threw earlier. His expression became unnatural. "Give it to me, it's mine …"
"What yours? Where's your name on it? " The crew cut guy retracted his right hand and gripped the ring tightly in his hand. He stared at him and said, "You're called first prize?"
"No … I'm not called first prize … I was the one who lost the first prize …" The pockmarked man saw the crew cut guy's ferocious look and became a little timid. However, he didn't want to lose what he deserved, so he said with a trembling voice.
"You said it yourself, you lost it. Since you lost it, it belongs to whoever picked it up." The Crew-cut snorted and said disdainfully.
"Hey, how can you be like this?" The pockmarked man suddenly became anxious. He looked at the passenger sitting across from him, a man with glasses sitting to the left of Lin Yi. "Mister, you look like a scholar. Why is he acting like this? Isn't he acting shamelessly?"
"Who's acting shamelessly?" The crew cut guy wasn't happy either. He turned to the man with glasses and said, "Sir, tell me, who should this ring go to?"
"Hmm …" The man with glasses pushed his glasses up and said hesitantly, "I'm a university teacher. Since you two trust me, I'll be your judge."
"Go on, go on!" The pockmarked man and the crew cut guy nodded and looked anxiously at the man with glasses who claimed to be a university teacher.
"Logically speaking, the ring was pulled off the drink can by this big brother, so it should belong to him …" The man with glasses was halfway through his sentence when the pockmarked man showed a proud expression. The crew cut guy immediately became anxious. Just as he was about to say something, the man with glasses waved his hand and stopped him. "However, since this big brother has already thrown the ring away, and this brother found it, then it should belong to this brother …"
"But you said it yourself, the ring is mine …" The pockmarked man heard the man with glasses and immediately cried.
"In my opinion, why don't you two split the prize equally? That way, no one loses out!" The man with glasses suggested.
"Split …" The crew cut guy hesitated, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's split it."
The crew cut probably felt that he was being unreasonable, so he agreed to the man with glasses' suggestion. The pockmarked man saw that the ring was in the crew cut's hand. If he didn't agree, he might not get anything. It was better to split it in half, so he nodded in agreement.
"Okay, since you've both agreed, let's split it." The man with glasses took the can from the pockmarked man's hand and looked at it. "It's written here that the first prize is 100,000 yuan. After deducting 20% of the income tax, there's 80,000 yuan left. Since it's a little troublesome to collect the prize, one of you can give the other person 30,000 yuan and collect the prize yourself. What do you think?"
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