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

"Mr. Viscount, almost all the killers sent to Prague by the New York branch were wiped out."

In the manager's office of New York's Continental Hotel, Akiko Shimazu was on the phone with Otto Berg. Her tone was serious, but the smile on her face could hardly be suppressed.

"We suffered heavy losses. Close to more than 130 killers were killed in the Old Town Square area."

"After all, it's that guy's territory. It's not that easy to get in so easily." Ottoberg chuckled and didn't pay too much attention. "We're old rivals... It's really unlikely that sending an ordinary killer will work."

"Do we need to send a legendary killer there?" Shimazu Akiko played with the Templar Order emblem ring in her hand and pretended to be serious.

"No need, just leave the rest to me." Ottoberg's voice was a little lazy. "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Shimazu. Next, I will take over the command and take over Chen Yan's mobile phone." Send me the location."

"Okay." Shimazu Akiko agreed.

“May the Father of Insight guide us.” x2

Seeing that the phone was hung up, Shimazu Akiko smiled slightly and looked at the dark-skinned man dressed as a waiter in front of her: "That's the general situation, Black."

"Thank you, Miss Akiko."

Xiaohei smiled slightly, took out his mobile phone and operated it, then automatically turned on the hidden mode of Chen Yan's mobile phone, turned on the GPS positioning countermeasure, and then Akiko Shimadzu opened the permissions to Otto Berg.

"So, do you have anything else to do when you come to New York?" Akiko Shimazu stood up and made some coffee for Xiao Hei. "I have a backup list of killers who are not members of the Brotherhood and Alliance. Mr. Winston has already given instructions regarding Mr. Chen Yan, so you shouldn't need to go there in person."

"Actually, Master Basim asked me to visit a female historian named Laura Crawford." Xiao Hei said sincerely, "He hopes to contact Miss Laura as soon as possible. After this incident, we may need her assistance to investigate an ancient tomb in the Yan Kingdom. We suspect that there is an Isu artifact there."

"By the way, I'd like to say hello to Mr. Kane."

"He is my father-killing enemy." Akiko paused, "Although I know it is not his fault, I will not forgive him so easily."

"I know, I'm just here to convey a message." Xiao Hei smiled slightly, "Then, I'll leave first."

"..."

Shimazu Akiko looked at Xiao Hei who left in a hurry, and then looked at the half-brewed coffee in her hand, and sighed.

"I should have known that I would also train an assistant. Why are these guys from the Yan Kingdom Brotherhood so anxious? I made two cups of coffee in vain @￥#\u0026*..."

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"Hongzhong."

"Hooray!"

"Do you want to die? Did you mess up on the first card?!"

In a private house not far from the "Destiny Textile Factory", four middle-aged and elderly people with different styles were playing mahjong there, one was blind, one was disabled, one was bald and another was sullen and inarticulate.

At this moment, the disabled man pointed at the blind man and yelled curses, while the bald man and the sullen man always had the same serious expression.

"Yanguo Mahjong is very interesting." John Wick picked up a mahjong tile and said. "Is it okay if we take a break now?"

"My dad said he was afraid that we would die suddenly while working overtime when we are old." Wu Fu rubbed the mahjong tiles with one hand, but did not dare to put the other hand on it for fear of accidentally crushing the mahjong tiles with too much force. "And in the past two days, many killers sent by mainland hotels from various places have been eliminated. For the rest, the bounty will probably be increased, or even blood contracts will be used. It will take time to work."

John nodded, drank the vodka in the glass, and said no more.

"I'm going out for a moment." Bald No. 47 nodded to everyone, got up and walked out.

"I hope he can wear a hat next time." When Wu Fu saw No. 47 going out, he lowered his voice and said, "I didn't dare to turn on the light when he was in the room..."

"..."

Kane and John were silent. One of them was blind and the other wore sunglasses. They didn't understand the suffering Wufu's eyes were suffering.

As for No. 47, he was standing outside the door, talking on the phone with Diana while selecting hair growth products in an online store.

"Good afternoon, No. 47."

"Good afternoon, Diana."

Well, the same conversation as usual.

"Is the mission going well?" Diana's voice sounded.

"So far, 43 assassins have been killed in the Continental Hotel, including one who wore a Templar badge." No. 47 reported truthfully, "Today, according to Mr. Wesley's information, there are not many outsiders in Prague. .”

"The latest news is that the reward amount for Mr. Chen Yan has been increased to 1200 million US dollars." Diana's voice was a little uneasy. "This amount is enough to attract some powerful killers. Be careful."

"Don't worry, I'm just here to experience the customs and customs of Prague." No. 47 looked into the distance, "Speaking of which, after the Divine Will and Mystery Society was disbanded, how was their research data taken over by the ICA?"

"I know what you want to say, No. 47." Diana's voice became very serious. "The research information of the Divine Will and Mystery Society on genetic engineering has indeed been leaked."

"According to the information provided by the Yanguo Brotherhood, the underlying project logic of the [Artificial Awakening Saint Project] involved in Asura comes from the genetic engineering of the Divine Will Secret Society."

"Sure enough." No. 47's eyes narrowed, "Genetic engineering...biological weapons...these people are really unrepentant."

"..." Diana was silent.

"Let's not talk about it for now." No. 47 sighed and hung up the phone.

He opened the black suitcase on the balcony. Inside, there were all kinds of weird-shaped metal parts.

His hands were like precision instruments, assembling the metal parts one by one. After a while, the metal parts were integrated into a sniper rifle of unknown model.

He silently calibrated the sniper rifle in his hand without saying a word, very focused.

The house was now empty.

Let a group of legendary killers get together to play mahjong. What a joke. How can playing mahjong be as fun as killing fellow killers?

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In the dim laboratory, Otto Berg struggled to take off the metal helmet on his head, his gloomy eyes like a poisonous snake. The wheelchair moved slowly under him and walked towards the door.

Both sides of the aisle were filled with culture chambers, and the inside of the culture chambers were filled with clones of himself.

"It seems that I still have to take action myself..."