Chapter 2: My Summer Job as a Hitman—You Want Me to Compete in the Olympics?
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My name is Wang Xiaoming.
I am a traveler from another world.
Now, I am a university student at Linjiang University.
Usually, I enjoy playing basketball, reading books, and making beef stew.
I excel in both academics and character, developing in all aspects—virtue, intelligence, physical fitness, and aesthetics. Every teacher is fond of me.
During summer vacations, I like to take part-time jobs, all for the sake of my little sister.
But in truth, this is merely my façade.
In reality, I possess another identity.
Before crossing over, I was a mercenary!
After arriving in this world, I gained a killer’s system.
Completing missions and eliminating targets grants me various attribute boosts and skills!
Besides my physical attributes which have reached astounding levels, I have also maxed out several skills.
For example: “Perfect Marksmanship” lvmax.
Now, being discovered by the state is part of my plan.
I want to use the power of the country to find a way to cure my sister!
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Linjiang Public Security Bureau. Today is a momentous day.
Rumor has it a big shot has arrived.
He needs to be escorted by a dozen police cars and guarded by dozens of SWAT officers!
Who could this person possibly be?
Inside the interrogation room.
Wang Xiaoming sat across from Fu Jiang.
Looking at the explosive, hidden muscles beneath the boy’s exterior, Fu Jiang couldn’t help but click his tongue.
Then, with sharp eyes, he noticed a scar on his arm exposed by the rolled-up short sleeve.
“That’s a bullet wound, isn’t it?”
“M1911, a semi-automatic pistol developed by America in the early twentieth century, chambered for 11.43mm rounds.”
“This pistol uses a short recoil mechanism, and its large caliber is extremely lethal!”
“Being hit by this gun must feel awful!”
Wang Xiaoming smiled, “It’s alright. At least it didn’t hit the bone.”
“Your muscles are pretty impressive!” Fu Jiang joked as he reached out to touch Wang Xiaoming’s biceps.
Unexpectedly, the moment he touched the fabric, Wang Xiaoming, who had been sitting calmly, suddenly sprang up.
With a swift move, he subdued Fu Jiang.
“Hey, what are you doing?!”
“Let go of the chief!”
“You brat, are you looking for trouble?!”
Instantly, everyone outside erupted.
However, Fu Jiang waved his hand, “It’s fine, it’s fine!”
Wang Xiaoming immediately released him, “Sorry, muscle reflex.”
“Haha, alright, let’s get straight to the point! This person is you, right?” Fu Jiang took out a photo showing a young man smiling with eight teeth exposed.
“Yes, that’s me.”
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“What do you do during the holidays?”
“Part-time work.”
“Why do you take jobs abroad?”
“Because you can’t carry guns domestically.”
Well, that’s a good point—I’m speechless!
Fu Jiang was stunned, then continued, “Why are you on the assassin leaderboard?”
“Because the fees are high.”
“You’re ranked eleventh? Codename ‘Seven’?”
Dark web assassin leaderboard!
A hundred names in total!
The young man before him ranks eleventh!
Codename: ‘Seven’.
“Yeah, Assassin Seven. Sounds cool, doesn’t it?”
“I checked your missions—you’ve never failed. Why aren’t you number one?”
“I take fewer jobs.”
“But you obviously need a lot of money. Why don’t you take all the missions?”
Fu Jiang was confused. His investigation revealed Wang Xiaoming had a sister who needed expensive medical treatment.
Wang Xiaoming smiled, “Because I have three principles.”
“I won’t kill the bull-headed, because they are kind!”
“I won’t kill the dog-headed, because they are loyal!”
“I won’t kill the filial, because they are dutiful!”
“You sure have a lot of principles!” Fu Jiang chuckled, “You never take domestic assignments?”
“Correct!” Wang Xiaoming nodded, “I am an exceptionally law-abiding citizen.”
At that moment, Fu Jiang nearly spat out his water.
You’re a model citizen?
What kind of model citizen ranks eleventh on the global dark web?
Are you kidding?
“Looks like you really respect the laws of China!”
“Yes, I’m patriotic and I deeply respect the Chinese military!”
Listening to Wang Xiaoming, Fu Jiang felt utterly lost for words.
Wang Xiaoming continued, “Not only do I refuse domestic tasks, I won’t allow other assassins to operate here either!”
“That’s my deterrence!”
Fu Jiang raised an eyebrow, “You’re pretty arrogant, huh? Are other assassins really wary of you?”
Wang Xiaoming shrugged, “Sir, is arrogance illegal? Which law prohibits it?”
Previously, Wang Xiaoming took assignments from private clients, completed them, and collected payment.
But this was too slow, and the fees were too low.
He couldn’t achieve his goals!
So Wang Xiaoming decided to change partners.
From private clients—he would work directly for the state!
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That’s why he deliberately left traces.
So the government could find him.
Otherwise, no one in this world could ever locate him!
“So, what do you think? You’ve seen my abilities. Want to hire me?”
“My prices are reasonable, and my services cover a wide range!”
“Whether you want to assassinate an American governor, a Japanese parliamentarian, or blow up the God’s Restroom, I can do it!”
“Cough, cough, cough!” Everyone was startled all at once.
After all, hearing such things from a university student’s mouth was utterly shocking.
Fu Jiang, for his part, felt he could no longer continue the conversation.
“There really is a commission. Let’s see if you can handle it!” With that, he left, and another man entered.
“Hello, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Chen Xiao, Head of National Security.”
“Hello, Wang Xiaoming!”
National Security Chief? Excellent—an even higher position.
Surely, he’d have more authority!
Outside, the observers were stunned!
The National Security Chief had arrived!
This was terrifying!
“Hello, Wang Xiaoming. Actually, according to our laws, we can’t take any action against you.”
Wang Xiaoming smiled and shrugged.
Come now, assassins like us are high-level experts in international law!
“But, with someone as dangerous as you, we can’t just let you roam free.”
“So?” Wang Xiaoming asked.
“So, I’ve applied to the higher-ups, and the state has a commission for you. Will you accept it?”
Wang Xiaoming laughed, “As long as the payment is good enough, I’ll take any dirty job!”
“No, no, no. This isn’t a dirty job. Not only is it not dirty, it’s a job of supreme honor!”
For the first time, Wang Xiaoming looked confused. “What is it?”
“We want you to compete in the Olympics!”
“Win as many gold medals as possible for our country!”
“The more gold medals, the higher your commission!”
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaoming was utterly stunned.
“You—you said what?”
“How about it? Challenging enough? The order has already been issued from above!”
“One gold medal, one achievement! And, for your sister’s illness, we’ll mobilize the nation’s resources to cure her!”
Now it was Wang Xiaoming’s turn to be bewildered.
“Wait, I worked as a killer during summer vacation, and now you want me in the Olympics?”
“This is like asking me, who can cut from Japan to America with a watermelon knife, killing without blinking, if my eyes ever get dry—what difference does it make?”
“So, will you accept?” Chen Xiao produced a commission contract.
Wang Xiaoming didn’t even glance at it. He took it straight away, “Let’s do it!”
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