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

In the early morning, the sun was shining brightly, but at this time, Tang Wei and Tang Wu were standing in front of a tombstone with a disappointed look on their faces.

Here is the cemetery for members of the Yanguo Brotherhood.

Although, most of them are tombs.

Because of the nature of the Yan Kingdom Brotherhood, the assassin members sent out are more like soldiers participating in peacekeeping. Many Assassins died in other places. After being killed by the Templars, their bodies could not even be returned to their hometowns.

On the tombstone in front of him, Ye Fanchen's voice and smile seemed to still be there. Tang Wu looked at the photo quietly, silent.

This is the grave of the [Zhu Ye Qing] team.

A betrayer who kills his own people does not deserve to be forgiven. No matter what the reason, betrayal is betrayal.

Tang Wu knew this very well, so he was ready to spend the rest of his life to atone for his sins, even if the sins on his body could not be fully redeemed in this life.

"Lao Ye, this guy looks a lot like me."

Tang Wei looked at the portrait of Ye Fanchen on the tombstone and smiled bitterly.

"Originally, I told you that after the operation in Mexico is over, I might be able to have my own team and be able to help you."

"I didn't expect that after that time, it would become an eternity."

"I am half responsible for this guy's sins. You are my best brother, but I indirectly killed you..."

"I will destroy that damn research and destroy all the Isu artifacts. I will take it as revenge for you and atonement for myself."

"Perhaps dying in Mexico is the destination I deserve."

Tang Wu listened quietly to Tang Wei's soliloquy. Having inherited all Tang Wei's memories, he naturally knew how good the relationship between Ye Fanchen and Tang Wei was.

He couldn't forget the moment he took off his mask in front of Ye Fanchen. Ye Fanchen showed shock and confusion. Even before he died, Ye Fanchen was begging him bitterly not to make any more mistakes.

Even if it means saving his life, Ye Fanchen hopes that Tang Wei will not do anything wrong.

But...fate is so unpredictable, isn't it?

Ye Fanchen, who was highly skilled in poisoning, clearly had countless opportunities to kill Tang Wu with poison, but he could never do it just because Tang Wu had a face that looked exactly like Tang Wei.

But in a duel between assassins, either you die or I die.

The assassin's emotions are both the greatest help and the greatest hindrance.

"Awei... wake up... don't do such things again..."

In the memory, Ye Fanchen had blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. He was obviously about to die, but he looked at Tang Wu with a wry smile.

"Didn't you say... that you want to form your own team and come and help me..."

"Why did it become like this..."

"I'm not Tang Wei, my name is Asura." That's how Tang Wu responded at that time. "I...I have to do this..."

"I'm sorry...Old Ye..."

Perhaps in the end, even Tang Wu himself was doubting whether what he did was wrong?

Perhaps it was his guilt for Ye Fanchen that made him help the Templars in their plan to destroy the Yan Kingdom Brotherhood, but he kept trying to find ways to hint at his identity and behave in a contradictory way, right?

"Promise me... let me be the last one..." Ye Fanchen held Tang Wu's collar tightly and spoke with difficulty. "People from the Yan Kingdom should not die in the hands of their own people."

"If you continue to be stubborn, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!..."

Tang Wu looked at Ye Fanchen, whose pupils were gradually blurring, and held the hand on his collar tightly until he died.

The hidden sword representing the assassin could pop out at any time and kill him, but Ye Fanchen did not take action until the end.

"I'm sorry..." Looking at the previous tombstone, Tang Wu's thoughts came back and he murmured.

Tang Wei quietly looked at the face that looked exactly like his own. Just repenting was not enough.

Tang Wu took out a box of cigars from his coat pocket. It was a Cuban product, strong and mellow in flavor. Lao Ye was not a smoker during his lifetime, but he loved to smoke Tang Wei's second-hand smoke.

Once, Tang Wei lit a Cuban cigar and almost choked himself to death, but he still insisted that he was strong enough. Ye Fanchen said that the smoke smelled quite good. Later, every time Tang Wei returned to Yanguo to report, he would buy a box for him to use as incense.

Although it sounds weird, the brotherhood members in Yan Kingdom have some unique hobbies, so Tang Wei did not become suspicious.

It wasn't until he regained consciousness and returned to Yan Country that Tang Wei went to Ye Fanchen's former residence and found that the cigars had been neatly put away and placed on the cabinet, with a letter on top.

That was Ye Fanchen's suicide note.

Yes, every assassin will prepare a suicide note for himself before setting off, in case he cannot come back. And Ye Fanchen's suicide note was a letter to Tang Wei.

"Awei, when you read this letter, maybe I'm dead."

"This operation is expected to be very difficult. Teacher Ba has petitioned several times to help, but the higher-ups seem to have other plans, so Teacher Ba didn't come. Don't blame him."

"I know you are unhappy with foreign assassins, and I am also unhappy sometimes, but you have to remember that we are the assassins of the Yan Kingdom and the sharp knives of the Yan Kingdom, and they are not."

"We are molded by a sense of responsibility. Our mission is to work hard to complete the task for our motherland, even if it means sacrificing our own lives."

"You once asked me if it was worth it. I said I didn't know, but I actually want to tell you that it is worth it. Because we are people from the Yan Kingdom and soldiers of the Yan Kingdom."

"Actually, I lied to you. I don't like the smell of cigarettes at all, but you are an old smoker. I can't stop my brother from smoking, right? No, no, no, I don't really think that someone would like to smoke secondhand smoke. Right? Hahaha."

"I'll keep all the cigars you gave me. If you like to smoke them vigorously, I'll keep them for you. If I die, you can take them and smoke them."

"However, you should pay attention to your health and smoke less. Also, don't get sick of your woman's belly, otherwise I will laugh at you like crazy when you see me."

"In the next life, we will still be brothers. Awei, we will see you in the next life."

When Tang Wei saw the cabinet of cigars and carefully read Ye Fanchen's inappropriate suicide note, he burst into tears.

There may be an afterlife, but when Tang Wei dies, Lao Ye may have been reincarnated long ago.

Those who have passed away should not be forgotten.

Those who are alive will continue to suffer and struggle.

This is the true meaning of life. We are always being played by fate. We may resist or fail, but fate is so unpredictable.

"Let's go."

Tang Wei patted Tang Wu on the shoulder. Tang Wu stood up silently, turned and left. Before Tang Wei left, he still looked back at the photo on the tombstone and pursed his lips.

Maybe one day, I will die in a foreign country.

As if he were inheriting Ye Fanchen's legacy, he would work hard to do what he should do as an assassin of the Yan Kingdom Brotherhood, even if he had to pay his life for it.

"See you in the next life."