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

The flames on the roof were not big at first, but when the pipes were burned black, the indoor ventilation began to emit a strange smell, which made Yakuza in the stairwell feel a little strange.

Immediately, the ventilation ducts inhaled a large amount of smoke produced by combustion, and the ventilation system was directly paralyzed. The interior of the "Okita Family" was filled with smoke.

"What happened?!"

"Smoke...cough cough cough...what is this!!"

"The roof! The roof is on fire!"

The panicked crowd hurriedly ran around to get fire extinguishers and buckets of water, and they were all exhausted.

And what about our instigator Chen Yan?

I was squatting at the staircase on the first floor of the fire escape, enjoying myself listening to the yelling and cursing in the building!

As for the two buddies upstairs who were already lying dead, Chen Yan very considerately provided them with funeral services and directly exempted them from the travel and labor costs of sending them to the crematorium. Chen Yan couldn't help but feel proud of his service. pride. As for the follow-up visit, please, the "Okita family's" poor fire awareness led to the younger brother being burned to death, you should go find Kyotaro Okita, okay?

What does catching an arsonist have to do with my professional killer?

"I heard that Japan likes to have a big fire for any festival. Does this count as holding a summer festival for Okita Kyotarou?"

Chen Yan thought of it haphazardly.

Watching the two naive gatekeepers put away their sunglasses and rush into the building to help, Chen Yan nodded, took out the golf knife from his golf bag and tied it behind his back, and then followed quietly.

When gasoline burns, dry powder fire extinguishers or foam fire extinguishers are usually used. Unfortunately, these Yakuzas are confused when they are concerned. The first one to go up actually brought a large bucket of water up, and there was a "swish" sound, and the water and oil blended together.

Yes, the burning is getting hotter.

In fact, according to normal conditions, assuming that the fire source is on the ground floor, if the fire is not successfully extinguished in time, it is very likely that the entire building will burn down. Chen Yan lit the fire just to complete the commission and was not planning to cause a fire in Kamurocho, so he just set a fire on the roof of the building.

I have to say, the effect is outstanding.

Inside the floor, the lights were still very bright. Although most Yakuza went to the top floor to participate in the firefighting, it was difficult to guarantee whether there were people remaining on each floor.

The small EMP on the left hidden sword is a good time to use it now.

A massive power outage with a radius of 30 meters.

That is to say, it covers this building and some surrounding neighbors.

For a moment, the entire building was dark.

Listening to the yelling and cursing from above becoming more and more intense, Chen Yan smiled slightly, unsheathed the Ribs [Yellow Spring] on his waist, and held it upside down in his right hand. Taking advantage of the problem with the ventilation duct, the smoke filled the air, and the lights were killed by Chen Yan's EMP. , Chen Yan went all the way up the stairs, his goal was the team leader's office on the fifth floor.

……

"Team leader! There's a fire!"

"Team leader! There's a power outage!"

"Something's wrong!"

"It's so noisy! Shut up!" At this moment, Okita Xingtaro's face didn't look good. Suzuki and others who were patrolling the streets probably did not stop the Yanguo boy. Now it seems that he was responsible for the fire and power outage.

He lit a cigar and asked the two boys to check the condition of the electrical box to see if the power supply could be restored. At the same time, Okita's hand was already on the revolver.

"A professional killer..."

Kyotaro Okita looked out the window. The moonlight was shining in through the window. If it weren't for the shouting of the guys upstairs, it would have been a very poetic feeling.

That’s weird! That Yanguo boy almost made me choke on the cigarette, okay?

He probably knew that all the glass in his headquarters was reinforced bulletproof glass, and there were no effective sniper points in the surrounding houses, so he chose this operation to cause a commotion and directly assassinate him head-on, right?

Can you only say that he is worthy of being a professional killer? What a cunning scheme...

If Chen Yan heard this statement, he might be embarrassed.

As a professional killer, he would never admit that he didn't use sniper tactics simply because he forgot!

Of course, it is also possible that when Chen Yan accepted the reward, the Continental Hotel had already customized effective methods for Chen Yan based on the reward content and target information, and chose a relatively convenient method among the options.

……

There were a total of five floors, but Chen Yan took advantage of the chaos and only went up to three, because the fourth floor was full of Yakuza!

There were about 10 people, some holding pistols or rifles, talking in low voices or looking around. Kyotaro Okita was not a fool. Unexpected situations occurred one after another. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that this was a well-planned invasion.

Unfortunately, the smog and power outage forced the Yakuzas to rely on the faint light outside the window. They were completely blind, with their eyes bulging out, and the visual distance could only be within 10 meters.

How should I put it? In Chen Yan's eyes, these fools were living targets with a red light.

I like the words of a certain Gotham's richest man. Night is like day to me!

He leaned against the wall and waited for someone to approach. He leaned forward, covered his mouth and nose with his left hand, and stabbed his right ribs into his neck.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Without waiting for it to scream, he dragged it into the corner.

The last image in his eyes was Chen Yan's frightening eyes under his hood.

"Is that boy Uesugi going fishing again?"

"Grandma, you have such a big heart. You must teach him a lesson when he comes back!"

"I guess you went to smoke?"

"who knows."

"Hey, Ino is gone too."

"You're not going to smoke with Shangyi, are you?"

"Damn, it makes me want to smoke."

"Just order one here?"

"It's not impossible."

"Click."

"Hush...huh..."

The sound of the lighter sounded, and the group of people actually sucked it up beautifully.

Looking at the four or five corpses beside him, Chen Yan didn't know whether to call them arrogant or stupid.

The smell of blood was covered by the smoke, so you couldn't smell it. In this case, there were inexplicably missing several people. If I had been there, I would have been alert!

[Yellow Spring] Sheathed, pistol loaded.

"Puff puff puff puff puff puff..."

"Why does the sound of this gun sound like farts?" Chen Yan rolled his eyes and looked at the bodies lying in front of him. "Hey, it's really~"

"Smoking is harmful to health." Chen Yan lamented.

……

"Team leader, Suzuki and the others have already led people back."

"Got it. Contact the fourth floor to see if there is anything abnormal."

"Hi!"

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Kyotarou Okita looked at the increasingly ugly expression on his younger brother's face and said, "Just hang up."

Yes, it's all down.

"Don't bother, go to the roof and help put out the fire. They are really... a bunch of losers."

Okita felt extremely calm at the moment. After all, his opponent was a professional killer, and he still knew how many pounds he had under his command.

If he lost contact, he would most likely have gone to Santo Kawami Yamamoto.

"Creak~" the sound of opening the door.

"Puff puff."

"You guy! Don't fart in the office, you bastard!"

Veins popped out on Okita's head, but his office was very clean!

"Ah~Private Marseille~I disturbed Okita-san~" A mean voice sounded.

At the door is the body of the boy just now.

"That was a gunshot just now. It's true, the silencer pot. I didn't fart." Chen Yan explained seriously, completely ignoring Okita's increasingly darker face.

"Sang, the killer from the Yan Kingdom, I think we may have some misunderstandings."

Okita said with a cold face.

"He is just an ordinary person, and he dies when he dies. Shouldn't you killers be accepting bounties for work? It shouldn't be a personal grudge, right? Besides, I don't think Saito has any relatives who would do this for him... …He actually paid for a professional killer…”

"Ah, um, I'm really sorry, I don't know the client's information..." Chen Yan shrugged. "But I did hear some interesting things...for example, the real estate on Champion Street."

"This is not a secret. You will know after a little inquiry." Okita didn't seem to intend to start a fight right away. Instead, he explained patiently, "I didn't take action against Saito. I heard about Saito's death at that time. I am also very upset, because after his death, his real estate will be difficult to operate. What's more, I have dealt with you. I estimate that if you knew about his death, you would immediately suspect me, so you let Yamamoto They take people to check out the bars.”

"If I were an ordinary person, would you kill me to silence me?"

"Almost, at least I have to exclude myself from the incident. Although I have some connections in the Kamurocho Police Station, we Yakuza can't compare to your professional killers when it comes to killing people." Okita took a long puff on his cigar, " On the other hand, you acted very quickly. In just ten minutes, you should have killed at least a dozen of my younger brothers."

"Well... it's work after all... Guo Banasai~" Chen Yan scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Working? Sure enough, my head is already on the reward list."

Looking at Okita's calm face, Chen Yan frowned: "Did you... have expected this?"

"Well, after all, the guy I partnered with has bought all the real estate on Champion Street except for the bar. Now that Saito is dead, the biggest obstacle is me..." Okita waved his hand, " I would do the same thing if it were me."

"So, it's black and white?"

"Don't say it so harshly. Although I am Yakuza, that guy is a serious businessman." Okita sneered, "Adachi Real Estate... is really a good calculator."

"I'm not interested in the intrigues of you people. Sorry, but work requires it." Chen Yan raised his pistol.

"I think so too, but do you think I'm telling you so much just to chat with you?" Okita smiled ferociously, "Suzuki! What are you waiting for? Kuo!"

"..."

Deathly silence.

Okita coughed awkwardly, and then repeated the operation just now.

Still no one responded.

"Then... wait for me a moment." Okita said awkwardly, then picked up the phone and listened to the busy signal on the phone. At this moment, he felt that he was about to pull out the three-bedroom, one-living room and swimming pool with his feet.

"Um, can we start?" Chen Yan raised his hand and asked.

"boom!"

Chen Yan stayed still, but tilted his head to one side. There is a big hole in the wall behind.

The smoking muzzle of the revolver made Okita's arm tremble slightly and hurt.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, thief, Okita-san is also despicable." Chen Yan said helplessly. At first glance, this guy doesn't often use a gun. He just sits there and uses a revolver. It's still a large-caliber one. There's no problem with the accuracy. But the gun itself is heavy, so the speed of firing is inevitably slow. Plus, Chen Yan's dynamic vision can easily See him pulling the trigger, dodging bullets? Sprinkle some water~

"Puff puff!"

"Bang bang bang!"

When the gunshots started, the two of them opened fire fiercely. In the small space, it didn't really matter whether Okita had a bunker or not. After all, if you were hiding behind a bunker, you would lose your sight. Blind shooting was not suitable for people like him with too much recoil. gun.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Chen Yan had already pulled out [Yellow Spring] and stepped forward. The pistol that had been reloaded on the fourth floor was still smoking from the muzzle at this moment.

"Ding!"

The stabbing blade was firmly resisted. At this moment, Okita Xingtaro was holding a samurai sword in his right hand and wrestling with Chen Yan. There were cracks in the tiger's mouth and blood was gurgling out. As for the Colt Python, it was changed to the left hand.

Close range, one shot.

Unfortunately, it was still half a beat too late, and Chen Yan dodged it.

Both had emptied their magazines.

"As expected...I'm still better at using my fists than using foreign objects."

Okita sighed.

"As a professional killer, my sunset red shooting skills really don't suit my status."

Chen Yan also sighed.

"There was no winner last time, how about that?"

"Okay."

The two put away their knives, feeling the increasingly hot room temperature, and both had a layer of fine beads of sweat.

"It's really embarrassing..."

Okita grabbed it with both hands and tore his shirt into pieces.

Scarlet cow ghost.

Ushiki (うしおに) is a monster in Japanese mythology, from "Hakugui Night Walk". It is a vicious sea monster. Its head is in the shape of a cow, and its body is like a giant spider or crab.

Eight ferocious arthropod legs clung from the back to the chest, and Okita's body was covered with all kinds of ferocious scars.

"Do you Yakuzas all like to take off their clothes when fighting?" Chen Yan looked at the muscular brother in front of him speechlessly.

"Don't you professional killers feel hot?" Okita Xingtaro looked at the tightly wrapped Chen Yan speechlessly.

"Okay, okay..."

Chen Yan took off his clothes and put them away with a shy look.

Colorless dragon.

"I wanted to complain last time, can this be considered a dragon? It's so funny."

Kyotaro Okita moved his body, put on a boxing stance, and mocked the unpainted dragon behind Chen Yan.

For Yakuza, tattoos also represent his face. A tattoo without color is a sign of inexperience and lack of strength.

"The color of your tattoo has become a lot darker. Do you have the right to criticize me?"

Chen Yan sneered and retorted.

The dark tattoo means depravity in Yakuza's words. It is suitable for middle-aged Yakuza who has been exhausted by drinking and sex for a long time.

In short, it means he is vain.

"Tch, you talk more like a gangster than I do..." Okita laughed evilly and rushed towards Chen Yan.

Chen Yan, on the other hand, also moved and rushed towards Okita's fist. "How can you talk to scum in human language?"

"Oh!"

The fists connected, and blood spurted out from the crack in Okita's right fist. Chen Yan felt a numbness in his right fist. Even in an injured state, Okita's strength should not be underestimated!

The former Tojo Club, a branch of the Dojima Group, the current leader of the Okita family, Kyotaro Okita, see you!