[1] Rebirth: The Strongest Female Agent

Chapter 159: Testing it. Is This Attacking the Police?

Ge Junjian knew Yun Jian but the latter did not know him. When his gaze landed on Yun Jian, the latter furrowed his brows.

Standing beside Ge Junjian was their homeroom teacher, Miss Yu.

When Ge Junjian saw Yun Jian, he knew that he was the one he was looking for. She had seen his picture, she was a young lady who looked beautiful and docile.

Therefore, he stepped up to Yun Jian.

"Are you Yun Jian?" Ge Junjian's happy voice was filled with nervousness.

Not only is he a militant and leader of Kopassus, he is also a scout looking for young men who could potentially become Kopassus.

The Special Forces, usually called secret agents, had a different meaning from the identity of the underground secret agents from Yun Jian's previous life. The secret agents mentioned here serve the country. Not everyone can become one because sometimes it takes extraordinary talent.

Therefore, Ge Junjian would recruit youth into training whenever he met a potential candidate who was nimble and quick.

From the fact that Yun Jian had killed the internationally renowned Stone Cold Slayer, Wolf Blade, he must have been a powerful presence! At the very least, Ge Junjian who was the leader of the country's Advanced Special Forces couldn't even do it!

He was planning to recruit the girl.

"I." Yun Jian narrowed his eyes and met Miss Yu's eyes before looking at Ge Junjian.

When Ge Junjian heard Yun Jian's reply, he was delighted. Flashing, he then asked her, "Have you appeared at the location of the factory on the outskirts in the past few days?"

The location was where Yun Jian killed the Wolf Blade.

It was inappropriate for Ge Junjian to directly ask Yun Jian if he had killed the Wolf Blade in front of the girl teacher. He also indirectly tested Yun Jian.

Looking up, Yun Jian was used to not answering questions like this, despite not knowing why Ge Junjian asked. "No."

He always lied with a straight face, it was very deceiving even Ge Junjian who was adept at observing people could not see it.

"I'm sorry, I think I'm wrong." Ge Junjian lowered his gaze and turned to leave the office.

The teachers watched in bewilderment, including Miss Yu.

When Ge Junjian came, he had shown them his police investigation permission. Other than the question just now, could it be that Yun Jian was involved in something bad? Did he make a mistake so the police had to arrest him?

If something like this happens, it's not good for school!

Before the teachers got carried away with their thoughts, Ge Junjian who had taken two steps towards the office door past Yun Jian had clenched his fists in an instant and threw them towards Yun Jian.

The teachers shouted in shock.

The sudden blow was extremely powerful. Was he planning to beat the thin and weak Yun Jian into a pulp?

The teachers could already imagine the tragedy while Miss Yu's heart was pounding.

Yun Jian was his disciple. If something happens to the girl at school, she has to take responsibility!

When everyone was convinced that Ge Junjian must have gone mad for suddenly ambushing Yun Jian with a powerful punch, they were confident that Yun Jian would completely give up without the ability to defend himself. Instead, Yun Jian's gaze turned sharp as he easily caught Ge Junjian's fist and kicked the man to the floor with one leg. Locking the man's arm with one hand, he dropped Ge Junjian to the floor in the standard position of police arrest.

His actions deplete the teachers' facial colors.

For academic faculty, students who are better at learning and learning will have a bright future. Some teachers even like to assume superiority, only asking students to pick them up a book if they forget to take it to class. No student would dare to rebel, because otherwise, the teacher would be prejudiced.

These teachers had never seen such a sudden and cruel scene, especially when Yun Jian had defeated the powerful Ge Junjian with just one hand. They suddenly worry.

Was Yun Jian considered to have attacked the police? Oh no!