Sometimes, for some reason, the Tathagata Palm technique just won't work.
A thought suddenly flashed through Yang Feng's mind: Could the Tathagata Palm be based on Buddha?
Buddha's heart?
Yes, wasn't I killing people that day? How could I possibly use it!
Having found the reason, Yang Feng felt no regret about the useless "eagle eye" he had just used. He took out his phone, called Professor Sun, and asked for a week's leave.
Professor Sun was not supposed to allow the call to end, but Yang Feng ignored him. It was just a matter of deducting credits, after all.
Academic credits? Heh, what use are they to Yang Feng right now?
Yang Feng looked at the time; it was already 10 a.m., time to go out.
As soon as he stepped out the door, Lin Yoona opened her door across the hall. Yang Feng smiled slightly at her naturally and then walked into the elevator.
Lin Yoona looked at Yang Feng, who was dressed in a cool-colored leather jacket and exuded a domineering and aloof aura, which touched her heart once again.
"Yang Feng, do you have time at noon? Can I treat you to lunch?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Feng turned around, looked at Lin Yoona's expectant gaze, and replied, "I have other things to do... I don't have time."
To Yoona, these words sounded like a rejection. They were both college students, and she, a celebrity, had so much free time. How could he have so many other things to do?
Thinking about it, Lin Yoona pursed her lips, her eyes welled up with tears, and said to Yang Feng, "Is it so difficult for me to treat you to a meal? If you hate me, just say so, and I promise I won't bother you anymore."
Yang Feng simply glanced at her indifferently. He genuinely had something to do and needed to rush to the airport to go to the United States to complete his mission. As for what she thought, let her think what she wanted.
He didn't speak.
Once the elevator reached the first floor, Yang Feng strode out quickly, leaving Lin Yoona standing alone in the elevator, still in a daze.
Tears fell like pearls from a broken string.
Lin Yoona laughed self-deprecatingly. For him, she worked hard and finally became a hot star after her debut. Now, half of all the news is about her.
He probably didn't see how much effort she put in behind the scenes, constantly exercising, practicing dance, singing, and learning various talents every day to maintain her figure.
Just so that I can be worthy of this outstanding man.
As it turns out, this man didn't love her at all...
He even said he didn't have time to have a meal together.
After the elevator doors closed, Yoona squatted down, buried her head in her knees, and sobbed softly.
After Yang Feng and Jack met up, they headed to the airport in the United States. As for Jack's daughter, Sherry, she decided to stay in China for the time being and enjoy the good life there.
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Chapter 309 Her Boyfriend
Jack drove a shiny black Maserati, his eyes looking very heavy.
Yang Feng, sitting in the passenger seat, seemed quite relaxed. Seeing Jack's nervousness, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous, it's not like you're going."
"No, no, there are just too many truly skilled assassins, Mr. Yang. SSS-level missions are terrifying. In the world of assassins, only one person has ever completed an SSS-level mission; all the others—are dead!"
Jack shook his head, his voice sounding somewhat strange.
"Is that so? So many top assassins have come out? And only one person has completed the SSS-level mission." Yang Feng's pupils gradually became somewhat solemn. He was already a Grandmaster of the Earth Rank, but why could he still sense a strange crisis in this mission?
His sense of crisis stemmed from his sixth sense, a unique skill honed through his mercenary profession.
It's as if it was innate!
Soon, the gleaming black Maserati slowly came to a stop at the airport entrance, immediately attracting the attention of many passersby.
After all, this Maserati is too expensive; most people simply can't afford it.
Immediately afterwards, a young man in a black suit, Jack, got out of the driver's seat, and the passenger door opened.
Yang Feng slowly stepped out of the car, still wearing the black sunglasses he had worn when he left.
Upon seeing such a handsome man appear, many girls turned their gazes towards him. His delicate and handsome face, flawless temperament, slender body, and cool leather jacket were striking.
"Alright, that's enough for you. I can walk the rest myself. Your daughter is all alone in China, and you'll worry about her if you come with me." Yang Feng took off his sunglasses, glanced at the outer perimeter of the airport entrance, and then said to Jack.
Hearing this, Jack felt a surge of emotion. He hadn't expected the Chinese to be so kind, still thinking of him at a time like this. He then took out a purple-gold envelope and a plane ticket from his pocket and handed them to Yang Feng.
Upon seeing this, Yang Feng smiled faintly, reached out and took the money, saying, "Thank you for your hard work in buying me the plane ticket and the invitation from the Royal Caribbean."
“It’s no trouble at all. It’s my honor to be able to work for Mr. Yang,” Jack replied, shaking his head.
Yang Feng's lips curled up even more. This American had earned Yang Feng's respect. He then turned and walked towards the interior of the airport.
I casually put the sunglasses into my storage ring, which was very convenient.
Since Yang Feng had never flown before, he was a little dazed and cute for a moment. He asked a cute girl for directions on the way before he finally found the boarding gate.
Sitting in the waiting area next to the boarding gate, Yang Feng calmly gazed at the planes outside the glass window, but some thoughts were forming in his mind.
Just last night, Han Shilan sent a message, and the two of them chatted for a long time before Yang Feng finally fell asleep.
She said that she is currently studying in the United States and will definitely come back as soon as she graduates from college.