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

"Click, click."

"Click, click."

In the dim sewer, a handsome old man with long flowing hair was loading the combat shotgun in his hand at an extremely fast speed.

TTI Company's improved version is based on the American Benelli M4 Super 90 shotgun. It has huge power, but if you follow the normal loading process, it is obviously not suitable for John's fighting style. Compared with normal loading, John loaded the shotgun faster. Two high-energy shotguns were held in John's hands. He held the shotgun upside down and pushed the shotshells directly from the loading port to the barrel from back to front.

This loading technique was once used in three-gun competitive competitions. If equipped with special ammunition-carrying equipment, you can even hold four shotguns at one time, connect the two shotguns head to tail, and stuff the two shotguns into the magazine at one time. Fast loading.

He even stuck a spare bullet on the ejection window. Once the bullet runs out in an unexpected situation, he can even push the spare bullet on the ejection window directly into the magazine to quickly replenish a round of bullets!

Thin, too thin.

John, lurking in the shadows, was waiting quietly. When Chen Yan's voice sounded in the earphones, John knew that the action had begun.

Santino D'Antonio is an extremely conceited and overly cautious person. It is difficult to imagine how such contradictory traits can appear in the same person. John and Chen Yan have long known that this turn of events will definitely arouse Santino's anger. Be vigilant. John was already prepared when he came to Rome. As expected, John's whereabouts were followed in real time throughout the process.

Not surprisingly... Santino has arranged for gangsters and professional killers to come after John. It is even possible that the members of the Dantonio family in Rome have been infiltrated by Santino.

Santino was even prepared that John would not kill Gianna. John was just a scapegoat for Santino to kill his blood relatives. Regardless of whether Gianna died in John's hands, as long as Gianna Danton If Neo died at the hands of a professional killer, John would be blamed.

With the records of staying at the Continental Hotel and the informants who followed the entire process, Santino could produce countless "evidences" to convict John if he wanted to, and then use all the strength of the family to eradicate John. When John dies, Santino transforms into a good brother who avenges his sister and the young and promising new leader of the Dantonio family.

But maybe the title "Night Demon Punisher" will provide Santino with more convenience in seeking benefits at the Continental Hotel. Who knows?

"Boss, the Night Stalker has entered the target location for more than 5 minutes, and we are blocking the entrance and exit."

A deliberately low voice came from the corner not far away, followed by the light beams of several warning guns and flashlights, which were sweeping back and forth in the dark sewer in an irregular manner.

"John's behavior this time is very abnormal. Contact people inside to continue monitoring his whereabouts. If he doesn't take action, help him." Santino's cold voice came from the intercom, "With his speed, it only takes ten minutes……"

"Attention all personnel, the whereabouts of the Night Demon have been lost for more than 3 minutes. Repeat, the whereabouts of the Night Demon have been lost for more than 3 minutes!" A warning sounded on the intercom, "Activate Plan B, Alpha Team will immediately carry out the hunter operation, and the rest of the team will search for the Night Demon." Where the demon may appear, if you find it, report the situation immediately!"

"We're in big trouble!"

The gangster holding the walkie-talkie was already sweating on his forehead. If the Night Stalker has not entered the church, it means...

He may have been waiting in the sewers.

And just when he raised the walkie-talkie to call for help, John moved.

A tactical flying knife directly tore through the shadow, whirled and inserted directly into the man's eye socket, followed by a miserable howl. When the teammates who were startled looked back, they only saw a sudden light of fire, and that was the last thing they saw.

"boom!!!"

Because in the next second, clustered projectiles and close-range bursts directly shattered the upper body of the leader into pieces, and stray bullets also shot two teammates behind him half-disabled.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Continuously firing at close range, one piercing two, one piercing four, the muzzle of the shotgun in John's hand kept spitting out flames and projectiles. This heavy cluster bomb could even easily penetrate a wall made of reinforced concrete. Body armor? Feel sorry! Even if you are wearing an iron plate, your internal organs will be shattered!

15 seconds.

"Click, click!"

The enemy fell to the ground. John quickly reloaded, threw the shotgun behind his back, picked up the tactical rifle that the leading gangster had dropped on the ground, and briefly checked the magazine.

"Crack!"

Loaded!

As if he had eyes behind his back, John took advantage of the opportunity to squat down to pick up the spare magazine, rolled forward, and used the wall at the corner as a cover. By the way...

"There's gunfire in the underground waterway! John's down there!"

"Tap tap tap tap tap..."

The sound of dense footsteps sounded from the passage not far away. John was squatting on the corner with a tactical assault rifle in one hand, while the other hand was holding the grenade that had already pulled the tab, quietly counting the seconds.

"Sigma Team is down! The sewers need support!" The leader of the gangster team who came to support immediately turned on the intercom and shouted loudly, "Don't touch their bodies! It could be a trap!"

A group of people quickly and orderly formed a fighting sequence, pointed their guns at the dim corridor, and slowly approached.

And John let go of the grenade's grip.

3...

2...

1!

Throw the grenade.

After the preparation time, the grenade was detonated directly in the air. The high-power explosion of the air blast grenade instantly knocked the team of gangsters who came to support to the ground. The fragments in the grenade even blew a hole in the wall of the corner where John was hiding. However, it did not It's of no use.

The Night Stalker is out, you brats.

The explosion almost instantly incapacitated all enemy units. The already dark sewer was filled with smoke and dust, and in the dark smoke, a figure slowly stood up.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

"boom!"

Six shots.

Six thugs.

Six bullet holes.

Six beaches...brain.

Who knows if Mr. John is paying tribute to the mysterious No. 6, or maybe there just happened to be six. Anyway, Mr. John is more kind than Chen Yan. He is a kind-hearted person and does not want to see those who were blown up by grenades. The body thug struggled in pain, so he shot each of them in the head.

Night Stalker chooses to help them with dignity.

"John's wife, Ms. Helen, was killed by the High Table..."

The conversation between Chen Yan and Gianna was constantly coming from the headphones, and when he heard this sentence, a trace of pain flashed in John's eyes, but the pain was quickly suppressed under John's pupils, which were like stagnant water.

I could have endured the darkness if I had never seen the light.

Santino, you wanted that man back and now, you succeeded, congratulations. Although there's a good chance you won't live for more than a few days.

it's a pity.