I manage female characters in all the heavens.

“...useless thing.”

Upon arriving at the breakfast shop, Song Yi ordered twenty steamed buns, ten fried dough sticks, and five bowls of soy milk, then calmly sat down amidst the owner's surprised gaze.

He pondered in his heart again:

"If I were an assassin, I would pretend to be the boss and poison the food. When people are hungry, they will subconsciously lower their guard when they see food, and I might be able to succeed in one fell swoop."

"Heh, you underestimate me. I'll show you how big the gap is between a professionally trained assassin and amateurs like you!"

He pulled out a bunch of bottles, jars, test tubes, silver needles, and other items from his bag, a mix of Chinese and Western, ancient and modern, and began testing for drugs in front of the breakfast shop owner and other customers.

"Huh, there's no poison?" Song Yi murmured, but his voice was heard by everyone in the store.

The boss was stunned for a moment, his expression changing several times, before finally silently picking up a can of chili powder and pouring it all into the soy milk in front of Song Yi.

"Sir, if you don't finish all the food and drink today, only one of us will survive," the boss said in a deep voice.

Song Yi raised an eyebrow, swept everything away in a flash, and leisurely left amidst everyone's shocked gazes.

"Holy crap, they really ate it?!"

"He's a ruthless man."

"Wait a minute! Boss, he doesn't seem to have paid. Go after him!"

Strolling through the streets and alleys, observing the bustling traffic, Song Yi was on guard against possible sneak attacks while pondering how to take the initiative and lure the other party out.

It's still unsettling to have such an enemy lurking in the shadows.

When he's around, he can naturally ensure his own safety.

But if the superpowers suddenly activate again and the body is piloted by someone else, it might not be able to handle the assassin's sneak attack.

He had already explored many places that morning based on his experience, but had not found the other party.

This gave him a real headache, as he felt that his professionally trained assassin skills were being outshone by those of wild, untrained killers.

"Where are you? Jump out and kill me!"

"If you keep delaying like this, you'll have to apologize to the big boss later!"

But no matter what Song Yi thought to himself, the assassin couldn't hear him, much less jump out in response.

With no other option, Song Yi could only temporarily disregard this interference and proceed with his own plan.

Before taking Yue Lingshan under his care, his original plan was to find the relevant official agencies of the Tianlong Kingdom and, based on his understanding of the organization, cooperate with the authorities to deal with it.

Whether or not he can destroy the organization is another matter; as long as he can make the big boss suffer, that's a success for him.

That's already a very humble request.

But now, Song Yi is extraordinary, possesses martial arts skills, and his abilities are incomparable to before, so his demands have naturally changed as well.

Cooperating with the government?

Bullshit! Once I've mastered my martial arts, I'll single-handedly annihilate the organization with my spear and smash the big boss's head in!

Naturally, improving his martial arts skills became the most important thing he needed to do at the moment.

With his physical talent far surpassing Yue Lingshan's, if he practiced martial arts for twenty years, he would definitely be able to surpass the level of Dongfang Bubai in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.

But he was unwilling to wait that long. In 20 years, the big boss would probably be old and dead. He had to seize the day to take revenge!

Is there a way to quickly master martial arts and take revenge as soon as possible?

Have!

He had already considered this issue before returning home. The recipe for the Fulong Bone-Sculpting Soup that he obtained from Ning Zhongze could help him quickly master martial arts!

In order to be able to replicate Fulong Bone-Sculpting Soup after his return, he not only memorized the prescription, but also found and memorized all the information about the appearance, characteristics, and properties of the medicinal materials involved in the prescription.

In this way, even if the names of medicinal herbs change due to different times, he can still find the herbs he needs.

Even if certain medicinal materials are unavailable, he can find professional organizations to find substitutes based on their medicinal properties, thereby replicating the medicine.

He had considered all possible difficulties; the only remaining problem was... money!

Whether it's purchasing medicinal herbs or seeking help from professional organizations, it all requires a considerable amount of money.

As for Song Yi, a fledgling first-class assassin, he was just starting to gain some fame when he was caught up in the pursuit of the big boss of the organization. He didn't even have 10,000 Tianlong coins on him.

"We have to make some money. The bounties for low-level missions that a level one assassin can take on are really not high. We can only see if we can use the account left by Dad to take on some high-level missions."

He casually found a coffee shop that looked rather upscale, sat down, skillfully logged into the dark web on his phone, recalled his father's account password, and tried to log in.

"Welcome back, Mr. Impermanence."

The website sent a welcome message, something Song Yi's own account had never received before, demonstrating the high level of his father's account.

This is the swagger of the former world's second-best hitman!

If his father hadn't died in a failed assassination attempt on the president of the Eagle Nation, Song Yi wouldn't be in this situation today.

It's all fate.

He first browsed the forum sections and found that a pinned post had a significantly higher number of clicks.

Upon opening the link, his face immediately darkened.

"The beloved dog of the boss of the world's number one assassin organization, Samsara, has been murdered. The perpetrator, Song Yi, is now being hunted down worldwide. Below is Song Yi's information. Come and pay homage to this brave warrior!" — The First Collector.

Damn, it's that female pervert!

Family scandals shouldn't be aired in public! That slut actually posted this kind of thing online, and even attached high-resolution photos of me! That's outrageous!

Scrolling through the comments, it was all about bidding farewell to the warrior, with some even lighting electronic incense and candles in a cyber memorial, as if Song Yi was destined to die.

No one thought he could escape this fate.

Ha, a bunch of frogs in a well, insects!

Even when chatting on online forums or joining in the fun, they dare not offend the big boss.

Unlike me, I'm really going against the big boss!

I feel utterly ashamed to be a member of the same dark world as you!

After closing the post, Song Yi continued browsing the forum to see if there was anything that interested him.

"Breaking news! Sky Eagle is going to deliver a batch of 100 main battle tanks to Switzerland. I got hold of the route map. Anyone want to join me in this?" — Firepower Old Man King.

Alright, Old Man Wang has guts. Take back what you just said. There are still talented people in my dark world!

"The war between Tianxiong Kingdom and Heixiong Kingdom continues fiercely, resulting in heavy losses. Mercenaries are urgently needed to join the battlefield. We are sincerely recruiting a team to go to Tianxiong Kingdom to fix matches and earn commissions. Those interested, please contact us privately." — Minister of Defense of Heixiong Kingdom.

Minister, you have quite a few ideas.

"Anomalies have occurred at the ancient ruins of Ivydis; a temple weighing tens of thousands of tons has vanished overnight. Who did this? With such power?" — World Heritage Committee

The replies below were all "me," numbering in the thousands.

My dark world is full of talented people!

Song Yi shook his head, having seen enough, closed the forum, entered the mission section, and filtered for assassination missions.

In an instant, the originally diverse range of missions was reduced to assassination missions, listed one by one with rewards ranging from high to low.

The top prize was assassinating the president of the Sky Eagle Kingdom, with a reward of 100 billion Sky Eagle coins.

This task has been at the top of the list for ten years, and no one has been able to complete it. Song Yi's father failed on this task before.

He sighed inwardly and continued to filter locations: Tianlong Kingdom, Lianchang Prefecture.

Finally, he chose a task and accepted it.

"Level 4 assassination mission, target Chen Weiwu, chairman of Wuwei Group. 18-hour time limit, bounty of 50 million Tianlong coins."

High-level business battles often employ the most basic tactics. Clearly, Chen Weiwu must have had a major deal to close within 18 hours, which led to this predicament.

Song Yi didn't care how much the platform took from this deal; all he knew was that the 5000 million was a piece of cake for him.

Because Chen Weiwu was drinking coffee at the table next to his.

Chapter 11 The Frail and Delicate Li Mochou

Song Yi got up, intending to pretend to fall accidentally when he passed by Chen Weiwu, and use his professional skills to add some seasoning to his coffee, easily accepting 5000 million.

However, the moment he fell, a strange yet familiar sense of detachment suddenly struck him, startling him.

"Holy crap, no way, now?!"

He roared in his heart, "No!" but he was powerless to resist the effects of his rebellious superpowers, his consciousness instantly ripped from his body.

At the same time, another consciousness awakened within him.

Chen Weiwu was drinking coffee, deep in thought, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of his younger brother falling down as he passed by.

He instinctively reached out to help, half-embracing his younger brother and preventing a tragedy from happening.

Just as I was about to ask if my younger brother was alright, I heard him whimper in my arms and slowly open his watery eyes.

Chen Weiwu's body trembled as if he had been burned, and he suddenly threw the person in his arms away, a look of disgust on his face.

Damn it, I ran into something dirty!

"Ouch!"

"Song Yi" cried out in pain, rubbing his buttocks as he sat up from the ground. Looking at the completely unfamiliar surroundings and the unfamiliar handwriting, he showed a look of fear.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

"No, it doesn't matter anymore, nothing matters..."

Chen Weiwu looked at "Song Yi" who was curled up on the ground, feeling quite conflicted.

Although this guy seems to have some problems, he looks like he needs help, so we can't just ignore him!

And since he was thrown out so heavily just now, he might have been injured. He needs to be taken to the hospital for a check-up, and compensation should be paid if necessary.

Having made his decision, Chen Weiwu took out his phone.

"Hey Qianqian, I've run into a bit of trouble. Could you bring two people over to help me handle this? I've sent you the location."

"Yes, Chairman!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Weiwu approached "Song Yi," squatted down, and forced a smile: