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

"Forehead……"

Snow-white ceiling, faint scent of sandalwood. The midday sun shone directly on Chen Yan's face, making his eyes sting when he first woke up.

Chen Yan slowly got up and looked blankly at the interior of the high-end hotel in front of him. At this moment, Chen Yan's mind went blank.

I vaguely remember that I seemed to be flushed away by the toilet in the toilet, and then went to a dark place, and then was sent to the street inexplicably by a doctor named Li. I thought it was a dream, but I imitated the pretentious tone of the protagonist Johnny Silverhand in the movie "Give Me Back", and entered the hotel with strange currency... Well...

"W...T...F..."

As his consciousness gradually awakened, Chen Yan gradually came to his senses and turned to look at the neatly stacked clothes on the bedside table. They seemed to have been washed and dried, and still had a faint fragrance.

"I wiped it!"

"Ding! The strongest assassin system is at your service wholeheartedly!"

Before Chen Yan could speak the essence of Chinese culture, the voice of a royal sister sounded in his mind.

"Ahaha... It's a traditional routine again, I understand, I understand." Chen Yan raised his head and laughed, "Your next sentence is, do you want to open the novice gift pack?"

"Whether the novice gift is activated... Damn it, how do you know?" The voice in his head was a little surprised.

"Please, if you don't use a golden finger to time travel, you will either die or die!" Chen Yan rolled his eyes, "Turn it on!"

"Ding! The body has been strengthened successfully. You have obtained basic assassination skills, basic combat proficiency, basic firearms proficiency, and basic cold weapon proficiency."

As the brain swells, a bunch of strange knowledge increases! At the same time, all the fat on his body disappeared, replaced by tight muscle lines, and a dark substance that smelled like overnight excrement seeping out of his pores.

"If I were the protagonist of the novel, I would beat this stupid author to death in a minute. The brothers in the comment area will probably go crazy. What the hell is this?" Chen Yan reluctantly entered the bathroom and started to take a shower. "Since ancient times, true love cannot be retained~Only tricks can win people's hearts~啷婷婷啷啷..."

In the bathroom, there was singing like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

"So, I really traveled to the world view of the movie "Give Me Back My Life"..."

Chen Yan looked at the huge display on the coffee table and fell into deep thought. I casually picked up a glass of martini and slowly took a sip of James Bond's favorite next door. "It's a pity, I should have ordered more sugar and garlic."

"To be precise, it is the world of killers. In view of the fact that the host participates in the "Reincarnation in Another World from Zero" project, without any help, it is very likely to die under the stray bullet of an unknown killer at the beginning, so this system is arranged to be dedicated at your service."

The voice in his head sounded, and Chen Yan asked thoughtfully, "So, will this system teach me how to kill people?"

"This system aims to cultivate the strongest assassins, assassins, who surrender to darkness and serve the light..."

"Your next sentence is that everything is false and everything is allowed." Chen Yan clicked his nose.

"Wangwu... Why don't you, the host, play your cards according to the routine!!!" In my mind, the system's Yujieyin collapsed at this moment. Can this host read minds? But I am a system, not a person!

Chen Yan rolled his eyes: "Crazy, I'm an avid player of Assassin's Creed. If you dare to give me a haystack, I'd dare to jump a million meters high!"

"Master Hei and Master Bai are trying to seduce your soul, but you are destined to be lucky... Mr. Newton really can't control the Yan Kingdom, right..."

"Okay." Chen Yan stood up and glanced out the window, "I'll make peace with you now... Since you can't go back, just live a good life. Do you know where to receive the commission?"

Continental Hotel, front desk.

"Hello, Mr. Chen Yan, did you sleep well last night?" The lady at the front desk greeted Chen Yan politely.

"It's okay... Is the bartender here?" Chen Yan scratched his head and looked down at his casual clothes, "There is also a tailor."

"Yes, can I help you with the reservation code?"

"Yes, thank you very much."

With only eight coins left in his pocket, Chen Yan took two business cards with addresses on them from the young lady at the front desk and strode out of the hotel door.

The Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions of Yan State are famous as Jiangnan water towns, but the Jiangsu and Zhejiang branches of the Continental Hotel were chosen in Wen'ou City. The people here are called "Asian Jews". They have strong business minds and dare to fight. But there is a very strange phenomenon, that is, the truly wealthy Wenou businessmen basically do not do business in Wenou. This has also led to a strange situation in Wenou City. Prices are inflated, housing prices are higher, and the wages of workers are much lower than in other cities in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

As the saying goes, people rely on their clothes. The "tailor" of the Jiangzhe Branch of the Continental Hotel is located in Wulu Street, Wen'ou City, in a prosperous area, hidden away in the city.

"Hello, sir, how can I help you?"

In the shop, a senior chef was holding a tape measure, looking at Chen Yan who walked into the shop, and asked softly.

The store is very simple. It looks like an ordinary dry cleaning shop on the outside, with many clothes wrapped in plastic bags hanging. Chen Yan took out the business card given by the young lady at the front desk and handed it to the master. Under the business card was a bronze knife coin.

"I see, it's a new face."

The old master calmly took the object from Chen Yan's hand, put it into his pocket, and motioned for Chen Yan to follow him.

The dilapidated wooden door looked like it was in disrepair, and behind it was a crowded warehouse filled with various boxes gathering dust. After the sense of déjà vu of the winding path, there is an even narrower doorway.

The iron fence was rusty and gave off an unpleasant metal smell. It was an old-fashioned elevator. Chen Yan followed the old master into the elevator. He saw the old master raise his hand and dunk hard on the huge red button.

……

The elevator didn't move.

Chen Yan looked at the old master with some embarrassment. The old master coughed, and with his usual expression, he slapped the huge red button with his palm.

"Ahem, that one is indeed in disrepair. After all, the higher-ups require a sense of mystery, so..."

The old master smiled awkwardly, took a deep breath, let the energy sink into his Dantian, and opened up the Ren and Du meridians. An internal energy flowed upwards, the energy reached his spine, he suddenly exerted force, and punched with his right hand. It was twenty years of skill. !

"Bump!" This was a punch to the button.

"Crack!" This was a crisp bone sound.

"Pfft~" This was a strange sound, and Chen Yan could already smell it. This was the box of leeks that the master had eaten in the morning.

"Beep - beep - beep -" the red warning light flashed crazily, and the old master struggled to pull the rusty fence door shut with his left hand. He turned around and showed his shining front teeth: "Please stand still!"

"Ah?" Chen Yan suddenly felt bad.

Friends, have you ever been on a jumping machine?

"Ah~~~~~"

How should I put it, I originally liked taking the elevator, but Chen Yan forgot about it later.

Anyway, the person went in standing, and after a while he came out holding on to the wall, almost vomiting bile. It is estimated that it took about 10 seconds to land without splash. If it were not for the elevator, the diving judges would have given full marks to the landing posture.

Chen Yan vomited deeply. When he was in the elevator, his mind had already begun to endlessly cycle through the slideshow and the video of the Bulgarian Demon King. If he hadn't experienced the black and white impermanence before, he would have thought he was about to enter the underworld. Palace.

The old master beside him disappeared at this moment. Chen Yan shook his head, still a little confused. At this moment, he was silently thinking that he should at least buy a few more sets for this shopping trip, otherwise he would come back here. I have to vomit every time I buy it.

When he got out of the elevator and looked up, Chen Yan was stunned.

The walls are made of smooth white marble, the floor is marble, there is a two-lane corridor, and at the end is a large glass door that is exactly the same as the Continental Hotel. From the outside, the interior is full of Chinese red.

Chen Yan looked at the clean and tidy underground passage in front of him in astonishment, and then looked back at the elevator. The rusty fence door and the vomit-covered elevator floor seemed to tell him that, yes, this was indeed the same place.

"Welcome, Mr. Chen Yan."

An old voice sounded, and the large glass door slowly opened.

\"Please allow me to introduce to you the clothing customization department of Continental Hotel, Jiangsu and Zhejiang branches.\"

Wearing a decent black tunic suit, with a towel on his right hand, his gray hair was oiled, and under his gold-rimmed glasses, the old man's eyes were bright and alert, making him look like a polite old butler. This person is the former master.

"Old man... um... does your hand hurt?" Chen Yan twitched the corner of his mouth and asked.

The old master bowed and said that he was fine and that he was just doing it for the sake of show effect.

Chen Yan looked at the master's slightly trembling right hand and fell into deep thought for a moment.

"Please come in."

As if he was afraid that Chen Yan would see something, the master made a "please" motion with his left hand and led Chen Yan into the inner hall.

Compared with the various bells and whistles of the foreigners' clothing department, Yanguo's clothing department seemed very simple. Except for the bright red walls, which looked a bit eye-sore, the entire inner hall gave Chen Yan more of an empty feeling.

On the ancient wooden cabinet are various clothes and fabrics, and on the hangers next to them are some ready-made samples. Several of the dummies on display were wearing a variety of clothing, including casual, sports, suits, Chinese tunic suits, and other formal occasions. They even thoughtfully prepared Hanfu. Those who didn’t know better thought they were entering. In a cosplay store, one of the dummies even wears steel armor.

The old master skillfully led Chen Yan to a stand and stood there. He then took out a tape measure and began to measure Chen Yan's physical data. From time to time he made a "tsk tsk" sound: "Young man is very brave, his muscles are quite strong." Yes."

Chen Yan felt a little uncomfortable: "Master, when you were young, you didn't call yourself Brother Jie."

The old master put away the tape measure at this moment and smiled slightly at Chen Yan: "No, no, no, you misunderstood. Your body proportions are very good. Young people nowadays rarely care about their body management. Many newcomers are coming. Yes, I have measured the data for them. Every piece of clothing needs to be adjusted accordingly according to the body shape of the wearer. And in so many years, you are the first newcomer to have such a perfect figure when you first enter the industry. I can’t help but sigh. , please don’t mind.”

Chen Yan silently gave his own system a thumbs up and a positive review.

"So..." the old master's smile became even brighter, he took out a tablet and called up the form, "Excuse me, do you want one for day use or night use?"

"Why does it always sound weird..." Chen Yan's face twitched crazily, hoping that next time he would understand advanced math instead of strange things. "Two sets for daytime use and two sets for nighttime use."

"It's a good choice. Although the Continental Hotel also supports changing and cleaning services, you should always be prepared." The old chef nodded, "So, is the occasion for business or leisure?"

"Choose one for business and one for leisure." Chen Yan's expression gradually calmed down and he said calmly.

"Well, it's good to be versatile." The old master started writing with an electronic pen on the tablet. "Finally, does the lining need to be made of silk or cotton?"

"Tactics... Uh, no, why did you change the material to silk and cotton? What the hell?"

Chen Yan subconsciously wanted to talk about the situation, but this time, the master didn't play by the rules!

"Oh, that's it. If it's made of silk, it's suitable for hot summer days. We have the best ice silk lining here, which guarantees that you won't sweat when you wear a suit in summer. If it's made of cotton, it's the best thermal insulation material. , even if you go on a mission to the polar regions, you won’t feel the cold!” the old master replied with a smile.

"Oh, this cotton material is so insulating. You can travel lightly on missions in the polar regions!" Chen Yan was shocked, "How can he make people forget about the cold?"

"It's bad!" The old master smiled and waved his hand, "It's freezing, but you can't feel the cold?"

"Are you here talking to me about cross talk?! This is Jiangsu and Zhejiang, not Kyoto!" Chen Yan almost went crazy. "I'm asking why it's not a tactical bulletproof lining. Who cares if you're hot or cold!"

The old master suddenly realized it and said with some guilt: "Hey, I thought you were considering the comfort of your clothes... Actually, the Yanguo branch of the Continental Hotel only provides the most comfortable and beautiful clothes. As for the unimportant ones, We don’t care about functions.”

Chen Yan stood on the spot as if struck by lightning.

After one hour.

"Thank you for trusting the clothing department of Jiangsu and Zhejiang branches. We will serve you wholeheartedly. The clothing will be delivered to your room today. Please wait patiently. Welcome to visit us next time."

The old master watched Chen Yan get on the special elevator in the inner hall and bowed deeply.

Although the special elevator is high-end, very comfortable, and the ascending speed is not very fast, Chen Yan has no intention of caring about these. The clothing does not have the option of tactical lining, which means that there is no equipment such as bulletproof suits. Even if the system is added, he is just an ordinary person with a mortal body. He will bleed if he is shot. If some specific parts ,will die.

Even if you have been a soldier and have received training, if you were to go to the battlefield like this, anyone else would be scared. After all, ordinary bulletproof helmets and body armor are just cardboard when used on the battlefield, and their role is very limited. Fabrics such as Kevlar are nothing more than paper folded in half. Nowadays, they don’t even have tactical linings, which is equivalent to letting the Chen Yan went to the battlefield shirtless.

"It's as difficult as a Souls game, how can you beat this..." Chen Yan sighed and slowly left from the back alley, with a deep gloom on his face.

"I really don't want to die..."