Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

"Long time no see, Chen Yan."

The old man in front of him was still wearing a long gown and looked at Chen Yan with a smile. If the old man was holding a tattoo needle instead of a modern tattoo gun, his style might be more consistent.

Chen Yan bowed slightly respectfully and expressed his respect: "Long time no see, Mr. Yue."

Mr. Yue carefully looked at Chen Yan's current appearance. It has been nearly half a year since we last saw each other, and Chen Yan seems to have grown stronger and taller.

"You have matured a lot, young man." Mr. Yue smiled slightly and made a "please" gesture. Chen Yan nodded and sat on the sofa.

"Actually, I wanted to meet you a few days ago, but it would be a bit busy." Mr. Yue fiddled with the tattoo gun in his hand and said to himself. "You, this 'visitor from outer space', are now an assassin who can stand on your own."

"On behalf of the Yan Kingdom Brotherhood, I welcome you, young man."

Mr. Yue put down the tattoo gun in his hand, raised his head and said with a smile.

Chen Yan also smiled slightly: "I'm honored."

"Okay, I don't know you yet. I must have joined for the sake of friends." Mr. Yue suddenly seemed to have changed. He crossed his legs, sounded like an old naughty boy, and looked at Chen Yan sideways. Then he seemed to realize that he shouldn't be so disrespectful at his age, and returned to his previous appearance. "But, it doesn't matter whether you have selfish motives or not. As long as you abide by the system of the Yan Kingdom Brotherhood, the Yan Kingdom Brotherhood will be your greatest support."

Seeing Chen Yan's stunned expression, Mr. Yue couldn't help but blush. However, he coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment: "After the tattoo is colored, you will officially become a member of the Yan Kingdom Brotherhood."

"I have told Lao Yuan in advance that next Monday, I need you to go to Shennongjia. That will be your first mission after becoming a member of the Yanguo Brotherhood."

"Shennongjia?" Chen Yan asked confused, "You want me to catch the savages?"

Mr. Yue couldn't laugh or cry. There was probably something wrong with this kid's brain circuit. He saw Mr. Yue taking out a file bag from the desk not far away, handed it to Chen Yan, and said with a black line on his head: "This is your mission. Please read the information when you get back, and get down to business first."

"Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed."

Chen Yan had no doubt that he was there, so he took off his shirt and lay down on the bed. Mr. Yue tested the color sprayed by the tattoo gun and nodded.

"Mr. Yue." Chen Yan's voice sounded, not loud, but very firm. "I want to change the color of my tattoo."

"If you change it as you say, then wouldn't it be very shameful for me as an old man?" Old Yue adjusted the color without raising his head. "What color should I change? How handsome is the sky blue dragon?"

"I want to change it to blood red." Chen Yan's voice sounded again.

The movement of Mr. Yue's hand stopped, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly, as if he had expected it, but when he asked, his voice was very serious: "...Did someone mislead you? A dragon of this color, generally It is called the 'evil dragon' and cannot be tattooed unless one has a strong destiny."

"I...had a dream." Chen Yan said hesitantly. Because of a dream, this reason sounded very far-fetched. Chen Yan was already prepared to be scolded by Mr. Yue, but Mr. Yue listened quietly and did not interrupt Chen Yan's words.

Seeing that Mr. Yue seemed to be listening carefully, Chen Yan had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "That dream was very real. I dreamed that my future self was talking to me. There were corpses all around me. My friends... Yan Guo The soldiers...are all dead..."

"My future self says that this is the fate I will definitely experience. Even if I become invincible one day, accidents will always come faster than my growth."

"In the future, the tattoo on my back will be a blood dragon. The blood-red color he carries on his tattoo is an inscription of those bloody lessons."

Mr. Yue pondered for a moment, then with a flash of light in his eyes, he murmured: "With clairaudience... there is no past, but can you see into the future..."

"Your reason is very far-fetched, Chen Yan." Mr. Yue seemed to have adjusted the color and walked towards Chen Yan step by step. "But, after all, this is your own choice, and I have no right to interfere."

The tattoo gun landed on Chen Yan's back and made a subtle sound.

This time, Mr. Yue was not as serious as the first time he tattooed Chen Yan. Instead, he started chatting with Chen Yan.

Chen Yan did not notice that the tattoo gun in Mr. Yue's hand had not been replaced with a paint can. From the beginning, what Mr. Yue prepared was blood-red paint.

"Knowing the future may not be a good thing, young man." Mr. Yue said earnestly, without stopping the movements of his hands.

"You are right to care about the life and death of your companions, but you cannot blindly become suspicious because of a so-called 'future' that has not yet arrived. This will only blind you."

"Changing the future is a process. If you only focus on the results, you will definitely ignore some things, and it may also speed up the arrival of the future you mentioned."

Chen Yan was silent. Mr. Yue's words were well-intentioned, reminding him not to be too attached to what he saw in the dark room, but Chen Yan was unwilling to give in.

In my previous life, I was a guy who couldn't even see the plot of a knife when playing games and reading novels. It can be said that I pursued a happy ending too much.

He could not remain indifferent to that future.

"I know your situation, Chen Yan." Mr. Yue's voice sounded slowly, "You are a very emotional person and very kind, but you chose the profession of killer and embarked on the path of an assassin. Your future is destined to be With death and parting.”

Chen Yan was speechless. He thought of what his future self had said in the dark room.

"Cynical, this world is just a different world to you, and everything is just fun to you. Who can you show to you now that you are acting like this?"

Maybe he is really like what he said, and he still has a sense of luck in his subconscious. In the final analysis, from a mentality point of view, he is just a dabbler.

He couldn't be what he always said, "the so-called killer is ruthless."

Mr. Yue smiled helplessly. He didn't expect that his casual words would make this kid shut up, so he said no more and continued the work at hand.

Time passed by, and in the middle of the process, Mr. Yue seemed to have used other paint cans, and also made some modifications to the original line drawing. On the one hand, it was to better suit Chen Yan's current figure, and on the other hand, the color It has changed, and the details of the tattoo also need some modifications.

The dragon behind Chen Yan is now more ferocious than the previous line drawing. There are subtle black lines in the blood-red scales, making it look very evil.

"Get up."

Mr. Yue patted Chen Yan on the shoulder, but found that the brat was actually asleep.

Seeing Chen Yan sleeping like a dead pig, Mr. Yue couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that Mr. Yuan's training during this period of time had taxed this boy quite a lot.

"Take a good rest, No. 6." Mr. Yue put away the tattoo tools with a complicated expression.

"We'll see you soon."

"In the distant past."