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

"What...what is going on?"

Haoji felt a slight vibration in the taxi in shock and asked hesitantly.

The driver shook his head, cracked his knuckles, made a loud pop, and then tilted his head back again: "Seat belt, sir."

Outside the car, the lower part of the front face of the taxi was replaced with a racing-specific wind panel, and at the rear of the car, an airflow deflector popped up, which is the so-called racing rear wing!

The car body slowly landed, and the yellow license plate was actually replaced with another one!

However, Koji was clutching his flanks and was still unable to fasten his seat belt. The impatient taxi driver turned the gear and muttered: "Several customers I met before didn't listen to advice... I guess you are dressed like this too." You are a cruel person, forget it, I won’t rush you anymore.”

"Would you mind some music?"

"Uh, as soon as possible..." Hao Er said numbly.

And the driver smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, let's go now!"

The accelerator was stepped on hard!

(Recommended BGM: Pump It-The Black Eyed Peas)

"Boom - boom boom boom boom!"

The huge engine sound made Koji stunned. It was not that he had never heard the sound of such an engine, but the last time he heard it was the roar of the engines of those racing cars at the F1 racing circuit in Japan!

The white taxi jumped out in an instant, its tires spinning rapidly on the ground, and white smoke even came out!

oh! Damn it! This is the ultimate push-back feeling!

The pushing feeling coming from behind almost made Hao Er spurt out a mouthful of blood. He hurriedly released the hand covering his abdomen and hurriedly fastened the seat belt of the back seat.

Good guy, after living for most of his life, this is the first time he has to wear a seat belt when sitting in the back seat. Even if he wears a seat belt, Hao Er feels that it is not safe. He firmly holds the handlebar of the back seat with one hand and lies on his back to prevent his throat. The blood inside spurted out.

I saw the pointer on the instrument panel turning towards the threshold at an extremely fast speed. Hao Er couldn't even see clearly what the speed on the dial had reached. He just felt like the world was spinning!

The scenery outside the car window was completely invisible, only patches of light were left. Even when turning, the driver stepped on the accelerator and accelerated to drift past!

You call this a taxi? !

His head was spinning; his stomach was turbulent; Hao Er's mind was full of questions at this time: who am I, where am I, and why did I get in this car.

The driver rambled rather regretfully: "I've actually been driving in Marseille, and you're lucky. You happened to meet me when I was on a business trip to Paris. The roads here are indeed not easy to drive, but I'm still very confident in my skills." of."

Only then did Hao Er clearly see the speed on the dial, 278km/h!

And the driver even had the nerve to turn around and look at him!

There are thousands of roads, safety comes first. Driving irregularly makes loved ones burst into tears. The premise is that your driver's name is not Daniel.

"Oh, my God. You're bleeding so much." The driver looked at Hao Er's wound in shock, "It's a good thing you didn't give me more, otherwise your body would have suffered a lot if I shifted into third gear." Living."

Is this still only second gear? !

It was torture, it was really torture. Hao Er felt that his stomach was no longer his own. He didn't even have the strength to ask the driver to concentrate on driving.

No one saw that on the narrow roads in Paris, a white afterimage passed through the traffic in an extremely outrageous way, and then...

"squeak----!!!"

Brake hard.

"Two minutes and 2 seconds is fine. You have enough time to treat the wound. When you come out, I will take you to the church for worship." The driver looked at the watch with unsatisfied thoughts and said with some regret, "Oh, I'm old. Let's drive." It's not very fast, but you are the only one of the guests I've seen who didn't vomit when parking. You are a man."

"Um, guest? Are you okay?"

In the back seat of the car, Koji did not respond.

The driver looked at the back seat curiously and realized that it wasn't that Hao Er didn't want to vomit, but the massive blood loss and the centrifugal force of speeding made him faint.

"Emmmm..." The driver scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and then trotted into the residential building at his destination. "Hey! Someone help me! My guest fainted!"

"I told you not to drive fast, how many times have you sent me this?!"

In the residential building, there was a lot of chaos.

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"Bang! Boom!"

The pistol spit out tongues of fire, and John frowned. In just three seconds, he killed three people!

Seeing more and more killers coming, John screamed secretly, quickly picked up his suit to block the incoming bullets, and rushed towards the nearby building that was still under construction and decoration!

"Crench!"

The wooden door was pushed open by John, and the dim light from outside the door spilled into the house. John, holding a pistol, trotted up the steps of the front hall and looked around. The shouts and curses coming from behind were approaching. The killers from the high table hadn't given up the pursuit yet, so they had to be faster!

John didn't think much, and rushed forward to the inner hall, and kicked open the door of the corridor!

Ten seconds later, the door of the house was kicked open again, and the light from the external flashlights of more than a dozen guns swept across the room. In the darkness, the strong light was particularly dazzling, but...

There is nothing here.

The leader of the High Table Killer quickly made a few tactical moves, signaling his companions to check in all directions, and then walked straight forward with the two killers. No matter what, today we have to dig deep to find the Night Devil!

A killer stepped lightly and went straight to the second floor. The flashlight of his pistol shone in the dark corridor. He carefully checked the surroundings. There seemed to be no movement. He peeked around the corner and saw that there was nothing. It should be An...

"Bang bang bang!"

Two shots to the torso…

One, gun, head!

The killer fell to the ground. In the darkness, John's figure jumped out, quickly dodged the bullets fired from the corner, raised his gun and fired continuously! Outside the door frame, fierce gunshots were also heard, and the bullets shattered the corners of the brick wall. Unfortunately, none of the bullets hit John, because he had easily hidden in the bunker through the layout of the room. inside!

It's a pity that John is just an ordinary killer. He can't take care of both sides. The two exits mean that there will be killers behind him to surround him. No, there is already the sound of rapid running behind him!

John lifted up his suit to barely block the incoming bullet. Then his hair stood on end and he took two steps back. The sneak attack killer rushed towards John brandishing a tactical dagger. Unexpectedly, John moved at an extremely fast speed. , and also took out a dagger from the inside of the suit!

Moreover, it is not an ordinary dagger, it is a flying knife specially made by Yanguo Continental Hotel!

"Whoosh!"

After the sharp sound of breaking through the air, the flying knife hit the center of the eyebrow!

The knife-wielding killer fell on his back, and John had already raised the pistol in his other hand. With the butt of the gun, he knocked the killer who was shooting behind him unconscious. Then, he grabbed the killer's wrist and slammed it. Moving up to the next level, the sound of rapid fire came belatedly, and the muzzle of John's pistol was already pressed against the head of the captured killer!

"Bang, bang!"

Two shots took away a piece of brain, and the killer's body hit the steel column and fell weakly.

"Click."

John unloaded the magazine and looked at it again. Then, he found two spare magazines and a well-preserved pistol from the corpse on the ground. He stuffed the Yanguo product in his hand into the holster and reloaded the captured pistol. .

Bullets, loaded!