The Female Assassin Pretends to Be a Lamb in the Campus

Chapter 302

Half a month later.

The local marketplace was colorful and bustling in the early morning.

The marketplaces in the towns were all built with canopies, with all kinds of stalls squeezed together. In the warm winter sun, there was a smoky atmosphere everywhere.

At a breakfast stand, a girl sat at a low table with her legs naturally stretched out casually. The slanting sunshine shone on her fair and delicate little face, making her feel lazy and comfortable.

It also added some human touch to her cold eyebrows and eyes.

The girl watched the coming and going indifferently, listening leisurely to the shouts, similar to the state of other customers who came to eat breakfast next to her.

The girl drew her gaze back from the market and looked at the man opposite her instead. The man was nearly six feet tall, looking quite tall under this low canopy. His calves were even higher than the short table.

When her gaze touched the large area of beard on the man's face, she pressed the corners of her mouth to hold back her smile.

The bearded man not only didn't feel ridiculous about his current look, but used his hand to press the edges of his beard to make it stick tighter, then adjusted his sunglasses.

The girl said, "Take it off."

Qin Hanyue said, "Let it stay. I think it works pretty well."

Although he was quite noticeable wherever he went, with this face now, it wouldn't allow people to recognize him at first sight. Being ugly didn't matter much.

Qiao Ying was also wearing a local characteristic shawl.

The shawl had rich colors with complicated embroidered patterns. It looked especially good on Qiao Ying, keeping warm while blending in.

Qiao Ying said, "It looks ugly on me."

Qin Hanyue just looked at her without saying anything.

If he had a phone now, Qiao Ying would definitely take a photo of him to keep as a souvenir and set it as her wallpaper.

Actually it wasn't that ugly. After all, his facial features and temperament were still there.

It was a bit jarring, but with Qin Hanyue's face, not to mention pasting a beard, even pasting dog skin plaster would still look good.

Qin Hanyue seemed to struggle for a moment, "Safety first."

Qiao Ying said, "I was just kidding you. Such amateurish disguise would barely work in front of Shadow."

Qin Hanyue said, "I know."

During this half month, although Qiao Ying was injured, she could still move freely. She definitely couldn't walk proudly on the street, but she was absolutely well hidden without embarrassment. Her counter investigation ability was frighteningly powerful.

She was even more elusive than Shadow.

If he didn't know that she only had close relationships with Shadow's two assassins, Qin Hanyue would have suspected that she was also a Shadow assassin, and had definitely received the top level training.

During this half month, Shadow couldn't even trace their whereabouts at all.

Sticking a beard was indeed unnecessary.

Qiao Ying said, "I knew you would still stick it on."

Qin Hanyue said, "It doesn't hurt to be better than nothing. Besides, you clearly wanted to see me stick it on when I bought it just now. And you did laugh."

Qiao Ying said "...

Two bowls of noodles were served.

Qin Hanyue passed her the chopsticks, "Eat up quickly."

Qiao Ying looked at him, "Actually..."

Qin Hanyue asked , "Hmm?"

Qiao Ying said, "I can also disguise you beautifully. The effect would be great, definitely foolproof. Even Qin Yan wouldn't dare recognize you."

Qin Hanyue said, "So it's ‘not dare to recognize’ instead of ‘unable to recognize’."

Qiao Ying was very good at picking out words.

Qin Hanyue said, "Go on."

Qiao Ying looked towards a clothes stand in the distance, "That red half-length dress, that blue green shawl." She continued picking out a hat with veil from another stand, "That pink and white hatted veil, matched as a set. Mr. Qin would definitely look very beautiful in women's clothing."

After seeing that three-piece set, Qin Hanyue only felt a chill. Her taste... she clearly just wanted to mess with him.

If he wore that outfit, even Qin Yan really wouldn't dare recognize him.

"Are you sure such a tall 'woman' with my build wouldn't stand out here in Peru?" His height was quite noticeable even as a man.

He thought she would continue lying to trick him into wearing it.

But she directly admitted, "Of course it would stand out. There would be no fun for me to watch if it's not eye-catching enough."

This request... Qin Hanyue really had difficulty agreeing.

He could only say, "If I bump into Shadow wearing a skirt, I wouldn't be able fight freely. I couldn't even run."

Qiao Ying said, "Why run? You could directly laugh them to death. Although they wouldn't likely laugh having undergone professional training."

But who could withstand such a "magical attack"?

Qin Hanyue laughed too. He looked at the girl's thin and bloodless little face, "You really like teasing me a lot."

Qiao Ying asked, "Not allowed?"

Qin Hanyue nodded slightly, extremely willing, "Allowed."

Qiao Ying stopped teasing him too, and started eating the noodles with chopsticks.

The stuff here really didn't taste good. It was admirable that Qin Hanyue followed her to eat this poorly, while still worrying about her nutritional deficiency every day.

Qiao Ying raised her eyes and saw that the big beard around Qin Hanyue's mouth was very annoying, making eating difficult.

Then she directly reached out and tore off his beard.

Qin Hanyue touched his painfully torn face, then picked up Qiao Ying’s beard she threw on the table and put it in his jacket pocket.

Qiao Ying said, "Mr. Qin is so civilized."

She thought he wanted to throw it in the trash can later.

But Qin Hanyue ate his noodles and said slowly, "I’m not throwing it away. Taking it back, using it again, sticking it on, flicking you with it."

He raised his eyebrows at her, his eyes filled with vengeful provocation.

There was also a layer of ambiguity that Qiao Ying didn't read out.

Qiao Ying said "...

No wonder he refused to tear it off.

She knew it, with this sly old man's petty mindset, how could he be so easy to coax.

She returned him a look.

The two were just filling their stomachs. Qiao Ying's gaze penetrated the gaps between the front stalls, catching sight of an Asian male face. The man was looking around for something, with cold and sharp eyes reaping like blades.

Qiao Ying's eyes flashed coldly,

and she softly called out, "Qin Hanyue."

Qin Hanyue had just raised his eyes when Qiao Ying already stood up.

He immediately became vigilant and followed her.

Following her hint, Qin Hanyue discovered that Asian man with a mole under his chin, about five foot nine.

The Asian man was searching for Qiao Ying's figure in the marketplace. Not discovering her, he immediately left the alley.

Just as he walked away, he vaguely sensed something.

Glancing back, Qin Hanyue suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Seeing it was Qin Hanyue, the assassin didn't want to entangle too much with him. Not to mention whether he could beat Qin Hanyue, even if he could, killing this big shot would bring too much trouble.

The assassin decisively wanted to run away.

But just as he turned around, his path was blocked by Qiao Ying.

Seeing Qiao Ying, the assassin started panicking inside. The entire Shadow organization knew of Qiao Ying’s skills. Even the two deceased bosses and Shadow’s seniors were not her match.

He thought that even with Qiao Ying’s injury, he still wouldn't be her opponent, not to mention there was also Qin Hanyue.

Before the assassin could respond to his nearby companions,

Qiao Ying took action decisively without wasting words.

Even though her shoulder couldn't make big moves with her wound still healing, Qiao Ying could still completely restrain her opponent, with Qin Hanyue's help.

After exchanging a few moves, the Asian man was beaten by the two until he couldn't fight back at all.

With a kick from Qin Hanyue, the Asian man spat out blood violently against the wall, almost losing half of his fighting capacity.

The Asian man barely dodged Qin Hanyue's attack and raised his hand to strike back, but Qiao Ying sliced his wrist tendon with a knife...