[Comprehensive] The Last Assassin

Robert Wood was a little apprehensive.

Of course he knew the Hidden Blade of the Assassin.But the Brotherhood in Egypt declined year by year, and by the time he took over Egypt, there was only one old guy left.Heroes are dying, and ambitions are hard to come by.When Robert faced the Egyptian branch, he was more like a big man who was high and sure of winning, making fun of him like watching an actor on the stage for entertainment.Let them dance for a few days when they are happy, and if they are unhappy, squeeze their palms slightly—they will lose their way of life.

Under the multi-faceted suppression of the Templars—especially the resolute removal of the strongest North American branch, it has given a boost to the Templars organizations around the world.In their eyes, assassins are no longer the unbreakable sword of Damocles, but a piece of stained glass with only a gorgeous appearance.

But the assassin in front of him was obviously not.

Even with her stained-glass appearance, the Hidden Blade in her hand didn't even need to be unsheathed—it could easily kill a person.Looking at her, Robert vaguely remembered the legend of assassins in the land of Egypt.

——Assassin wearing a gray robe is the patron saint of the Egyptian people. With his sharp eyes like Horus, the god of the sky, he will examine every Egyptian chief executive. All those who despise the people will die by his sword Down.He defended the freedom of his "property" from the Roman head of state.

I heard that every time that assassin assassinated violent officials, he would tie them into the desert and be punished by God.

Just like what he's going through now.

Robert Wood broke out in a cold sweat.He killed Shreve through despicable means, ruled Cairo, and controlled Egypt through Cairo.

If this was the Egyptian dynasty that flourished more than 3000 years ago, it would never have been his turn to gain the stronghold of Cairo, but it was the withering of the mysterious ancient country that gave Robert the opportunity to get his current status.

But everything he worked so hard on, his pharaoh's dream, seemed to end today under the blade of this assassin.

The assassin asked indifferently: "Where is that sect?"

Robert was confused: "What?"

Shen Qiong thought he was pretending to be stupid, so she stretched out her hand and lifted his collar, and said coldly: "I believe in 'No.1', the sect most marked by the triangular straight line pattern of the umbrella! Or should I say it more clearly? "

She squinted her eyes, and her voice seemed to be colder than the night wind in the desert: "En Shaba Nur."

Egypt's society is chaotic, Robert has too many struggles for power in his mind, and sects that are not beneficial or useful to his stable position are not even qualified to enter his mind—let alone the seemingly It is an unknown false god sect that is carnival by the minority.

Robert could only withstand the tremendous pressure and stammered: "I, I don't know."

"I don't know?" Shen Qiong raised her eyebrows, she stood up, and Robert was lifted up by her.The assassin narrowed her eyes, and said with a half-smile, "Then I'll remind you."

As soon as he said that, Shen Qiong threw Robert into the desert, grabbed the back of his head with one hand, and buried his whole face in the sea of ​​sand!

Burying a person in sand is not the same as burying a person in water.

Buried in the water, the sea water rushes in from all directions, and the suffocation and tingling sensation is sudden and oppressive.But burial is different.The fine grains of sand flow into your nasal cavity little by little, and the air decreases little by little when you inhale the sand grains, like a blunt knife sharpening, cruel and gentle.

It's a pity that Robert can't appreciate this kind of tenderness.

As soon as the gravel entered his nasal cavity, he struggled violently. Shen Qiong pulled him out by the back of his collar for a moment, and asked patiently again: "Do you remember?"

Robert collapsed: "I really don't know, but I can help you—"

Before he finished his words, Shen Qiong, who had a bad temper, wanted to stuff him into the sea of ​​sand again.At this moment, Robert clearly realized that if he couldn't speak out the concept of death, he never thought that this seemingly innocent girl would bury herself alive in the gravel.

But he really doesn't know!

Robert wept.Under the extreme fear, his tears rolled down mixed with the gravel on his face, looking embarrassed and pitiful.Shen Qiong paused for a moment, clicked his tongue, and then pressed down with his hand.

Robert really panicked, he didn't expect that even tears could not move the slightest bit of compassion from the killer in front of him.

This man is a devil!

With this realization, Robert frantically searched for related matters in his mind.Umbrella-shaped logo, En·Sabah·□□, pursue the "No.1" sect——!

"Wait!" Robert spat out a mouth full of sand, before his nasal cavity was buried with sand again, he said vaguely: "I remembered! Lord Bernard once asked me!"

Hearing the name she wanted, Shen Qiong let go of her hand, looked at this pampered Templar, coughed desperately, but couldn't spit out the sand in her mouth.Shen Qiong coughed impatiently, and Robert didn't dare to move immediately.

Shen Qiong raised her eyebrows and said, "You mean Bernard? What did he ask you?"

Robert stammered: "I have inquired about the origin of this mysterious sect for him. It seems to be an organization that worships mutants."

Shen Qiong frowned: "Worship mutants?"

Robert: "I don't know more, I just ordered my subordinates to investigate, and then form a report to Lord Bernard!"

Shen Qiong remembered that Bernard's qualifications did not include the one mentioned by Robert, and it was probably stolen or destroyed earlier.If it was stolen—I'm afraid it was Mordred who did it.Thinking of this, Shen Qiong's eyes were slightly cold, and she asked, "Who sent the file?"

"My secretary, he is at work every day, you can see him tomorrow! His name is Shalier!"

"You can also find the files on his computer!"

Shen Qiong nodded when she heard the words, stood up, and seemed to be planning to leave.Robert breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to congratulate himself for having escaped.He lowered his head seemingly submissively, but his eyes slowly filled with hatred after being humiliated - he couldn't deal with assassins of this level, but Mordred, who eliminated the North American assassins, could!

Lord Mordred has sent a message that he is coming to Egypt, as long as I—

"By the way, I heard that there is a tradition in Egypt, which is to assassinate demonstrators for the people."

The assassin had already walked a meter away, and suddenly stopped in his tracks, turning his head and whispering to him as if remembering something.Robert heard that his whole body was tense, and he even felt a little desperate for a moment, but he didn't expect that the next second he was greeted not by a throwing knife, but by the assassin's footsteps raised again.

"But in order to maintain the tradition, it should be the descendants of the hero who will deal with you." Shen Qiong thought of Aria, and glanced at him, "I have to leave you to him."

Robert was stiff and unable to speak a word.

After the North American branch was wiped out, it has been a long time since an assassin dared to be so arrogant!

Robert's fingers were deeply embedded in the sand, and he had never suffered such humiliation during the years of "king" in Egypt.

The figure of the assassin gradually disappeared from the man's eyes. After a moment of great joy and sorrow, Robert suddenly collapsed in the sea of ​​sand, his originally black eyes were filled with bloodshot red.

Lord Mordred, just wait for him—!

All assassins be damned!

Just like that old man!

Although it was a desert where the Red Sea could not be seen, if Robert Wood had not lost his way and walked 500 meters in the right direction, he would be able to see the coastline dotted with blue broken gemstones again.

Shen Qiong returned to the Red Sea in about an hour. She estimated that Robert would not dare to come back for the time being, and she still needed to find Shalier's computer.

The second time she entered Robert's mansion, Shen Qiong was more proficient than the first time.The original maids have been scattered away, replaced by the police who received the maid's call and flooded into the castle to investigate.Shen Qiongka was at the corner, staring at the policemen who were collecting evidence and talking to each other for a moment. Just when the policeman was about to turn his head to look at her, he hooked the huge crystal chandelier above his head and jumped onto the room instantly by the zipline. beam.

She squatted above and watched the police walk by, and then looked in another direction.

Shen Qiong rolled her eyes, and finally landed on the maid walking around the mansion.She jumped off the beam like a cat, and landed silently on the hand of the maid, covering her mouth with one hand, and pressing the other against her lower back like a gun.

Under the terrified eyes of the maid, she leaned into her ear and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I just want to ask you for a favor."

After a while, two maids came out from the corner. They greeted the police like a routine, and then walked to the second floor.Even if the master is gone, the servant still needs to complete his work.The police knew that Robert was not a good host, so he was willing to make it easier for these beautiful maids.

Shen Qiong followed the maid and easily entered Shalier's secretary's office.As soon as she turned around, she knocked the maid unconscious: "Sorry, for your safety, I'd better sleep for a while." She laid the maid flat on the couch, and turned on Salia's computer as soon as possible.

But as soon as she opened it, she was stunned.

There is a password.

Shen Qiong's face was covered with black lines, but it was obviously not the time to crack the code, and she did not bring the decoder. Shen Qiong glanced and saw that there was a window behind the desk, and the Red Sea could be seen outside the window, and no one was there. guard.

Without any hesitation, Shen Qiong unplugged all the power cords of the computer, picked up the host computer and pushed open the window, with a little force on her feet, she jumped out!

This is only the distance from the second floor, but holding the heavy mainframe with both hands made her feel a little unbalanced for a while, so she fell hard and rolled twice on the beach before she stabilized her figure.

Shen Qiong patted the sand on her body, picked up the host again, and planned to evacuate to a safe place to find a place to spend the night.

However, when she tried to go on foot to a black hotel that did not require an ID card, she took a shortcut in the backyard of a hotel.

The main customers of this extremely expensive hotel are Europeans, so the decoration is not so much Egyptian, it is better to say that it is an Egyptian palace in line with European aesthetics.This backyard is proof of that.Shen Qiong walked on the path hidden among the coconut trees and decorated with the statue of Raphael's angel, and couldn't help ridiculing: It's like Shakespeare writing sonnets on the pyramid.

Maybe she was thinking too harshly, but in the next second, she actually heard the voice of "Shakespeare".

"Joan?" Charles Xavier looked at the girl in a linen dress in amazement: "Why are you here?"

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"I told you I'm not an assassin anymore."

Aria looked indifferently at the young man who knocked on the door of her room, with a very impatient tone.

However, the brown-haired boy just scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, still remembering the purpose of his coming here: "But Joan said that if I am in trouble, I will come to ask you for help."

Aria frowned tightly: "But I remember I also said—"

Peter handed him a check.

Aria took a look and was stunned by the amount above.

Peter went on: "Joan said she wanted to hire you for a commission."

As he said that, the boy added: "Will you refuse?"

In Egypt, who would say no to a $[-] offer?Especially ex-assassins like Aria who are in urgent need of financial resources.

The black-haired female assassin, her emerald eyes seemed to have the power to see through people's hearts, what she did was not only confusing, but also hard to refuse.

Aria held the check tightly, looked up at the boy again: "What do you need me to do?"