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

The bullet instantly pierced the head of a killer, but John did not stop. He took a few steps forward, aimed at the corner of the aisle ahead, and fired two "bang bang" shots.

There was a muffled sound from the corner, which was the sound of the killer being shot and falling to the ground. John seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. The gun in his hand shot directly towards the back twice, and then he turned around and shot the killer who fell to the ground. head shot.

After confirming that there was no other movement around, John quickly walked to the corner, and slashed a tactical dagger almost against the tip of John's nose. It was another killer who was ambushing his companion, but he didn't know that John had already known this. Be prepared!

The HK P30L pistol in John's hand has also been used by Chen Yan before. The alloy gun body itself is the best killing weapon!

John hit the killer's head with the butt of his gun, then threw him to the ground with a jujitsu, took him away with a "bang" shot, and at the same time raised the gun and shot the other killer's head open. .

On the other side, Chen Yan is still showing off his skills.

The Hidden Blade is very concealable when used for assassination, but in normal times, it can be used as a punch and thrust.

The high-altitude assassination, followed by a "superhero-like landing", caused a killer's brains to be smashed on the spot, and blood splashed on the visor of Chen Yan's nano battle armor, adding a touch of evil to him.

He turned around and struck out with a knife. After unsheathing the blade, Heidis directly cut open an incoming bullet.

"Bore!"

With a crisp sound, the killer looked at the strange scene in front of him and was so frightened that he pressed the trigger. Chen Yan calmly waved the hundreds of kilograms of straight knife in his hand and cut open bullets one after another.

However, there were bursts of knocking sensations on Chen Yan's body, accompanied by exploding sparks, which were the feedback of being hit by bullets.

The killer shot for a long time and found that except for the first bullet which was completely cut open, the rest were basically just for show.

"WTF..."

Chen Yan's strange operation caused the killer to curse loudly, so he wanted to increase the firepower, but then found that there were no bullets in the damn gun.

“Mom provokes#&……”

Before the killer could finish cursing, Chen Yan stepped forward and stabbed him directly, telling the killer the meaning of Sage Kong's thoughts of "benevolence".

The so-called "benevolence" is the skill of dividing a person into two.

"Language, Bro. (Pay attention to your quality, friend.)"

Chen Yan swung the knife gracefully, and the blood and fat on the knife were thrown to the floor.

Then, Chen Yan opened his hand and made a gesture of resistance behind him. Countless bullets behind him were instantly frozen in place, frightening the killers behind him.

The densely packed bullets were hanging in the air so strangely.

"What on earth is going on?! Is it magic? Is it witchcraft!"

The killers in front of him were in a mess. After all, normal people would be frightened when they saw this scene, but there was a smile on Chen Yan's face under the mask.

"Do not……"

The synthesized electronic sound was as low as the devil's murmur.

"This is science."

The bullet almost instantly turned and flew towards the group of killers with an extremely weird trajectory, shooting them directly into a sieve.

"Emmmm, does this count as me cosplaying a Neo or Smith?" Chen Yan tilted his head and asked in confusion. Using telekinesis to stop bullets, it does feel a bit like copying "The Matrix".

If Mr. Daredevil remembered his big size, no one from the Continental Hotel would be able to give him enough to play with for a few minutes.

Speaking of Mr. Night Stalker, at this moment, John was firmly suppressing a killer on the floor, holding tightly the tactical dagger that belonged to the killer, and his fist struck the handle of the tactical dagger like a hammer. The killer naively thought that grabbing the dagger would prevent death from coming. As a result, Death turned the dagger into a chisel that penetrated his heart.

His poor force feedback would only cause the dagger that had dug into his heart to bounce up again, and then John would smash it back with even greater force, bringing up pieces of blood.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Chen Yan watched condescendingly as John used an extremely primitive and cruel method to mash the killer's heart into pulp, and couldn't help asking a question from his soul: "You are so dark! Are you sure you 're not from DC universe? (Your operation is too dark. Are you sure you are not from DC universe?) "

"Yeah..."

Mr. Night Devil's deep voice sounded, as if he didn't understand what Chen Yan was playing, so our Master Yeah could only reply with a classic spoken word.

Chen Yan jumped up and landed firmly next to John. How should I put it, the super-English landing was really cool, but it was a bit hard on the knees.

"It's all solved." Chen Yan turned to look at John and said easily.

"Yeah." John nodded and searched the killer's body on the ground for a while, but he didn't seem to find anything useful, so he sighed helplessly.

"emmm..."

Chen Yan looked around. Well, Mr. Night Demon did kill more efficiently than he did. Basically, the amount of bleeding caused by John's death was not very large.

As for the ones Chen Yan killed, well... they were basically the ones who were beaten to death without leaving any intact corpses.

It can only be said that there was only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname. Chen Yan couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth when he thought that he had been called "corpse party" by the staff of Tokyo Continental Hotel behind his back.

Outside the door, the red warning lights representing the police cars kept shining on the frosted glass door of John's house, and a figure knocked on the door very politely.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

John stepped over a corpse and walked to the door. He gently opened the door at a small angle and looked at the person.

"Good evening, John." In front of him was a young police officer. He was talking with a smile on his face, as if he was catching up with an old friend.

"Good evening, Jimmy." John nodded politely in response. "Is it the neighbor complaining about the noise?"

"Emmm, yes, it's a noise." Jimmy smacked his lips and turned his head to look inside the room, as if he was no longer surprised by the pile of corpses in John's room. "Going back to your old business?"

"Uh, no, just taking care of some things." John said awkwardly.

"Ah... Okay." Jimmy had a clear expression on his face and backed away slowly, "That's it."

"Good night, John."

"Good night, Jimmy." John responded and closed the door firmly.

Seeing Jimmy driving away slowly in the police car, John turned around silently and walked towards the basement.

Chen Yan was already in the basement at this time. He was playing Jenga with John's gold coins. When he heard John came back, he looked up and asked, "What do you say?"

John shook his head, then picked up the receiver of the landline phone and dialed a series of numbers.

"I'm Wick." John's voice was as low and hoarse as ever, "Yes, John Wick."

"I'd like to make a reservation for dinner for 20 people."