Female Campus Agent

"I haven't forgotten, today is Mom's birthday." Seeing Yun Yi's handsome face full of interest, Yun Jian lied along the way.

"Okay, okay, brother doesn't know you yet! Let's go, let's go to the gift shop later and pick out a birthday present for our mother!" Yun Yi patted Yun Jian on the shoulder and said.

"Yeah." Yun Jian nodded.

Then the three of them walked to the gift shop in the small town.

Because Lu Feiyan had to go home early, she bid farewell to Yun Jian and left before reaching the gift shop in the town.

Lu Feiyan's family is relatively strict. Her parents are both retired teachers and old girls. They dote on Lu Feiyan very much. They even set the house rules, asking her to go home immediately after school, even if she wants to go out to play, she must go home first Tell your parents and get permission.

So when she heard that Yun Jian and Yun Yi were going to the town to pick out gifts, she could only leave apologetically.

Seeing that Lu Feiyan had left, Yun Jian didn't want to keep her. After Lu Feiyan left, she and Yun Yi continued to walk to the gift shop in the small town.

"Brother, is there a telephone in the town?" Yun Jian asked Yun Yi not long after Lu Feiyan left.

Although she had just been reborn into this body and was very satisfied with her current life, she couldn't let go of some things in her previous life.

She is the number one ace agent in the world, and she is also the boss of the ancient killing mercenary group.

She doesn't need to be an agent, after all, it was the identity that imprisoned her freedom in her previous life.

But the ancient killing mercenary group, she can't let it go.

The Ancient Killing Mercenary Group is a well-known killer organization in the world.

On the international official platform, as long as the employer can afford the price, he can ask the killers of the Gusha mercenary group to come forward to do things for him.

It can be said that since the birth of the Gusha Mercenary Group, as long as the employer can afford the price, there is nothing that the Gusha Mercenary Group cannot do.

And she, Yunjian, is the boss and leader of such a mercenary group!

The ancient killing mercenary group is the power she gained after killing the previous boss, it is no small matter.

Yun Jian wants to avenge his younger brother, so this force must not be abandoned!

"There is a small shop not far away that has installed a telephone. Why, Xiao Jian, do you want to call?" Yun Yi looked at Yun Jian suspiciously, and asked.

His younger sister was raised by him alone. It wasn't until after he entered high school that he went home every few months that he couldn't care less about her.

However, it has only been a few days since the start of this semester, who is this girl going to call?

Why doesn't he, who is an older brother, know?

"Well, I want to make a phone call, can you, brother?" Yun Jian asked.

Yun Yi spoiled his younger sister, so naturally he would not refuse, "Okay."

He saved some pocket money, which was saved from his own food. Although the phone bill was a bit more expensive, he was willing to spend it for his sister.

In country Z in 1998, mobile phones had not yet become popular. At this time, except for some big money, entrepreneurs, and big bosses who had communicators such as mobile phones and BB phones, for families like the original owner's family who were not wealthy at all, He said that he couldn't even afford a telephone.

Yun Jian and Yun Yi came to a small shop, the shop was not big, the shopkeeper was a middle-aged man in his forties, he was sitting on a chair with a fan in his hand , shaking his hand, watching Yun Jian and Yun Yi enter the small shop.

"What to buy?" the store owner asked leisurely.

"Boss, we need to make a phone call." Yun Yi said to the shop owner.

The shop owner adjusted the timer on the telephone and handed the receiver to Yun Yi.

Yun Yi gave the receiver to Yun Jian, and asked Yun Jian to dial a number on the phone.

Yun Jian stretched out her jade hand, pressed a few numbers on the dialer of the phone, and waited for a connection.

During this process, Yun Yi kept staring at her sister to see who she was going to call.

"Beep beep—"

After three rings, the phone dialed.

After Yun Jian dialed, a smooth English male voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello?"

This person is her subordinate, code-named Tiger Leopard, one of the heads of the Gusha Mercenary Group, the eighth in the international killer list, just like a code-named person, with the ferocity of a tiger and the speed of a cheetah.

Yun Jian glanced at Yun Yi aside, and said to Hu Bao on the other end of the phone in fluent and standard English without hesitation: "I'm Sha, and I won't go back in a short time. I'll leave the matter in the organization to you." Here you go."

Brake God, referred to as brake.

After speaking, Yun Jian hung up the phone without even waiting for the other party's answer.

When she talks to someone on the phone, she never waits for the other person to answer.

Because the other party will definitely obey the order.

Hearing Yun Jian's fluent English just now, Yun Yi's eyes widened and he looked at his sister.

Although Yun Yi's English grades are very good, and his grades are not bad, and he was admitted to the best high school in the city, but his sister's academic performance has always been very poor, especially in English.

But just now, Yun Jian's fluent English was so smooth that even the top graduates and English teachers of their school should feel inferior, right?

When did his sister become so outstanding?

And, who is that person? Why did Xiaojian hang up the phone just after she finished speaking.

That battle looks like he is talking to his subordinates?

The shop owner was still waving his fan, but when he saw Yun Jian's actions, he suddenly stopped.

To be honest, he has been the owner of the shop for some years, and it was the first time he saw such a clean little girl. He made a phone call and spoke a foreign language that he couldn't understand. Hang up the phone.

What kind of phone call is this?

So the store owner was dumbfounded for a while.

PS: Let’s popularize it. Telephones are not mobile phones. Telephones are landlines. In 1998, there were no mobile phones, and only some wealthy people could afford them. In addition, there are also small shops. Count money in minutes.

In addition, experts do not spray, if there are mistakes, you can point them out. These are all questions from my mother.

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