Female Campus Agent

When Yun Jian appeared in front of everyone, everyone present was frightened and trembled all over.

Who is this girl who suddenly appears in front of everyone!

Judging from her age, she should be no more than eighteen.

An eighteen-year-old girl actually kicked a huge door open with one kick!

What kind of foot power can this be accomplished!

Everyone present was shocked by Yun Jian's kick!

Lin Xingyuan and Zhang Xiaomei are no exception.

But after he came to his senses, Lin Xingyuan stared at Yun Jian with vigilant eyes and asked, "Who are you! Do you know where this is! How dare you break into a private house!"

But Yun Jian over there raised his head slightly, glanced sideways at Lin Xingyuan, and then walked to an inconspicuous corner on the side of the Lin family hall - where Lin Jiaoyue's urn was placed.

"Security! Security! Get this person out!" Seeing Yun Jian walking towards the place where Lin Jiaoyue's urn was placed, Lin Xingyuan shouted in an exaggerated tone.

What Lin Xingyuan was afraid of was, of course, not that Yun Jian went to destroy Lin Jiaoyue's urn, but that he was frightened when he saw Yun Jian's kick just now, fearing that Yun Jian would turn around and deal with him.

Just when Lin Xingyuan was shouting in this frightened voice, the wet nurse suddenly gritted her teeth, rushed two steps towards Lin Xingyuan, and then knelt down to Lin Xingyuan in front of all the guests:

"Master! Please! Today is Yueyue's last day at the Lin family, don't let her leave sadly.

"That little girl should be Yueyue's friend. Let her send Yueyue on her last journey! Please! I beg you, sir!"

The wet nurse couldn't stop crying. She kowtowed to Lin Xingyuan and begged loudly for mercy.

After all, the wet nurse had worked for the Lin family for decades, and after all, it was her own flesh and blood, so Lin Xingyuan nodded in agreement after hearing this.

However, just at the moment Lin Xingyuan was about to nod in agreement.

"Dear~ I have also met Yueyue's friend. That woman just kicked down the door of our house in front of Yueyue's mourning hall. She is definitely not Yueyue's friend.

"Besides, it's really unlucky to put the urn in the hall. My dear, don't you love me? I hate it. I hate it." Zhang Xiaomei grabbed Lin Xingyuan's hand and touched Lin Xingyuan's head with her breasts. While acting coquettishly, she was so coquettish.

"Honey, you're right, come here! Go and move the urn and all those things out! Put them by the back door!"

Hearing Zhang Xiaomei's coquettish voice, Lin Xingyuan tensed up and quickly listened to Zhang Xiaomei's words and asked someone to move Lin Jiaoyue's urn to the back door.

Lin Jiaoyue was not even allowed to enter the main entrance of the Lin family.

Suddenly, just after Lin Xingyuan finished speaking, a "ping pong" sound suddenly sounded.

Hearing this voice, everyone looked in one direction——

Not far away from where the noise came from, Yun Jian was already standing right in front of Lin Jiaoyue's urn.

But all he saw was a clean butterfly knife, which was thrown directly on the table by Yun Jian. It made a loud noise in this place that was not noisy, and then appeared in front of everyone.

Suddenly seeing this clean butterfly knife, the expressions of everyone present suddenly froze.

At that time, Yun Jian was looking at the top of Lin Jiaoyue's urn. Lin Jiaoyue was smiling brightly in the black and white photo, expressionless in front of everyone present. When everyone's faces changed drastically in horror, she said: :

"You, like me, live in a world where you can't help yourself.

"You said you longed to be as powerful as me, and I also longed to be as ordinary as you.

"This butterfly knife has been with me for more than ten years.

"The souls who died under my butterfly knife are no more and no less than five thousand people.

“Now I give it to you.

"I accept your wish for you."