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

"System, do you have Kryptonian blood?"

"No, host, please be sensible. This is a modern city, not a city with supernatural powers."

"Do you have the blood of Yan Shuangying?"

"That's Yan Guo's strategic causality weapon, and this system won't provide it."

"You really can't give me the entire Emperor's Armor Summoner..."

"Why don't you see what we have for dinner tonight?"

Chen Yan was about to cry at this moment. He felt like McDull buying fish balls and thick noodles.

"What kind of system do you think it is when it doesn't have anything?"

"You wrote the registration form, and you picked the idol!"

……

While he was having a brainstorm, Chen Yan had already arrived at the "bar" of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang branch of the Continental Hotel.

"Bar" is a term used in mainland hotels. Some people say that a good weapon is like a cocktail, and a "bartender" is the supplier who best understands your techniques and habits...

It stands to reason that this is the case.

But after going through the tailoring process, Chen Yan was already a little unconfident. This is completely different from the movies I watched before. The dog lover is equipped with a god to block the gods and Buddhas to block the Buddhas. Two shots are fired to the torso and one to the head. When the gods come, they shake their heads. When Chen Yan arrived, he probably felt cold faster than a passerby.

The atmosphere of the "bar" is very good. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary tavern. Compared with the previous tailor shop, it is much cleaner and tidier.

Since it was still noon, the staff in the bar were cleaning. Normally, there would be no office workers coming to drink at this time. The waitress at the front desk was a little stunned. When she was about to ask, she saw the bronze knife coin in Chen Yan's hand.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the receptionist led Chen Yan into a private room and motioned for Chen Yan to sit on the sofa.

"Red wine or white wine?" the waitress smiled.

"Uh... metallic wine?" Chen Yan was stunned for a moment and said uncertainly.

"You are so funny." The waitress giggled, "Red wine refers to foreign products, and white wine refers to domestic products. I'm just asking you which one you prefer."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Chen Yan smiled awkwardly, "I want it to be free, thank you."

"You're welcome, please sit tight." The waitress smiled and pressed the button in her hand. Chen Yan only felt the ground shaking slightly, and then after ten seconds, there was no movement in the room.

This private room is the elevator.

"The decoration style of the master tailor is indeed incomprehensible to ordinary people...Thank you, bartender..." Chen Yan thought to himself.

Opening the door to the private room, you are faced with a small room with white walls, black floors, and various glass cabinets filled with various knives, which look like exquisite works of art. Eight-sided Han sword, ring-shou sword. Tang swords, even the katana from my childhood and the Gurkha scimitar from Asan next door.

The strange thing is that these knives seem to have never been sharpened. Even the samurai swords with earth-covered burnt edges only have burnt edges on the outside. If you look closely, you will find that the blades are flat.

"Welcome, Mr. Chen Yan."

Black suit, white shirt, dark red tie, thin black leather gloves, and a pair of black sunglasses. The person who came was about 30 years old, with side parting and a metal cane. He seemed to be blind.

"I'm the bartender."

As if he didn't hear Chen Yan's reply, he turned sideways for a moment, then bowed in front of him and said.

"Oh, okay." Chen Yan finally realized, because the direction of the bartender's bow was towards the waitress beside Chen Yan. "Well, I'm over here..."

"Sorry, I have an eye disease and poor eyesight. Please forgive me..." The bartender adjusted his direction and bowed again, then stood up and asked: "Excuse me, Mr. Chen Yan, what do you need?"

"I need guns." Chen Yan looked solemn, "Many, many guns."

The bartender nodded and banged the cane on the ground. The secret door on the side opened instantly, and a man walked out, holding a huge suitcase, placed it on the empty glass counter, and turned around to go back.

The bartender stretched out his left hand, opened the suitcase, turned it over, and showed Chen Yan the items inside.

"High carbon steel gun head, guaranteed hardness, hand-woven tassel, strong and durable. 1.8-meter long pear wood gun body, covered with carbon fiber coating, taking into account comfort and durability, and moderate weight. Segmented gun body design, easy to carry , the length is adjustable.”

"..." Chen Yan\u003d_\u003d looked at the bartender.

"If you don't respond, you must be dissatisfied...then..."

The bartender was thoughtful and hit the cane again. The guy just came out with another suitcase of about the same size.

"Imitation of the Dragonfly Cut, forged with spring steel. Although it is a drawing of an island country, it is still very practical. It is made of pure alloy, which will require greater strength from you. It is also a segmented gun body design. If If you need it, I can help you change it to a Jumonji type gun head."

After the bartender finished speaking, he saw that Chen Yan still didn't respond and frowned: "Sir, it seems that you have a very vicious vision. It seems that ordinary weapons cannot meet your needs..."

He turned his head and spoke instead of tapping the floor this time.

"Xiao Cao, take that one out."

"Yes."

The buddy in the secret door agreed, and then there was a harsh crunching sound. This time, there was no box at all. Xiao Cao struggled to drag something strange in shape like a halberd or a gun, and slowly moved towards Chen Yan.

"The Overlord Spear of Chu Overlord Xiang Yu is of course an imitation, or a second creation using modern technology. It is forged from the ground up and made of high-strength steel. It weighs 300 kilograms, which is equivalent to the standard weight of two adult men. It cannot be used by ordinary people. It is purely It’s just a decoration, but if you have enough strength, you can even be like the one-armed hero in the martial arts novels, heavy with guns but no blades, great craftsmanship but no craftsmanship!”

The bartender was blind and could not see Chen Yan's increasingly darker face. He just kept introducing the products to Chen Yan.

"What... interrupt me." Chen Yan raised his hand and said, regardless of whether the bartender could see it or not, "I'm not talking about this kind of gun."

"Um...could it be a Roman knight's cone gun? You need to find the Rome branch to customize it. Currently, we don't have it..."

"I'm talking about a gun! You know a gun? It's the kind of gun that shoots out when you press the button!"

Chen Yan was going crazy on the spot. It’s true that I want a gun, but what I want is a pistol, rifle, and submachine gun! It's not a stabbing gun, a steel gun, or a red tassel gun!

"Damn it, you told me earlier." The bartender looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry, the circulation of guns is prohibited in the Yan Kingdom, so we don't have hot weapons, only cold weapons. Why don't you look at other ones? We are here There are also various collectible knives..."

"\u003d_\u003d, um... without thermal weapons, do the killers of Yan Kingdom just use watermelon knives to kill people?" Chen Yan asked helplessly.

The bartender looked at Chen Yan silently, and after about three seconds, he squeezed out a sentence:

"The Continental Hotel in the Yan Kingdom sells collectibles and provides high-end accommodation..."

“He is really a fast hotel chain!!!”

……

After one hour.

"Thank you for trusting the weapons department of Jiangsu and Zhejiang branches. We will serve you wholeheartedly. Please be sure to keep your items properly. We welcome your next visit."

The bartender watched Chen Yan get on the elevator and bowed deeply.

In the private elevator, Chen Yan looked at the suitcase in his hand with a complicated look on his face. Just now, he had completely given up on his dream of being a killer in another world and asked the bartender to find something durable and sharpened. After the bartender took it out, he took the box and left, including the items in the box. I didn’t see anything.

After all, no matter what. The era of cold weapons has long passed. These days, killers use hot weapons, and the worst ones are pistols. Chen Yan could even see his foreign colleagues sitting on big chairs and shouting to him: "We are all using Sand Eagle and Smith & Wesson. You use a knife, no wonder you attack the street!"

Walking on the street, the sun was high, and there was a strange young man carrying a suitcase. It seemed that the scorching sun had no effect on him. According to Colonel Rhodes, I am sure he is dead.

Chen Yan returned to his room at the Continental Hotel in a daze. At this moment, Chen Yan's eyes lost their light.

In his hand, there were only 6 bronze sword coins left.

Equipment is clothing without bulletproof function, and...

Chen Yan opened the suitcase, took a look, and smiled to himself: "Heh... what am I expecting?"

Classic Yanguo-style kitchen knives, bone chopping knives, kitchen knives, paring knives, scissors...

"I'm not the chief assassin next door! Why don't you give me a pair of scissors to use as an egg!!!" A miserable scream came from the hotel room. "With this set of equipment, am I the little master of China or the little fugui of the magic chef! As long as I can control haircuts with Qi, I can become a hairstylist, you bastard!"

……

"Hey system, is there any..."

"No, host, please be realistic and believe in science."

"Your existence is the most unscientific, okay..."

Chen Yan let out a long sigh and threw himself heavily on the bed. He thought he could be like John Wick in the movie "John Wick". After all, he was cheating. If nothing else worked, he would be commissioned as a killer. It would be good for me to have a stable foothold in this world.

But now, the bronze knife coins in his pocket are not even enough for him to spend a week in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang branches. In the movie, professional killers are never short of money. Every knife coin or gold coin from a foreign branch is priceless. They use These special currencies are mostly used to obtain better services, or to obtain better tools, or to settle some things that cannot be solved by themselves. It is obviously not rational to squander them at will.

"I said it was a Souls-type game before, but I admit that I spoke a little louder." Chen Yan said helplessly, "This is not Dark Souls. This is simply hell. Why don't you take me with you, Black Souls and White Lords?" Go back, you can’t survive this day!”

……

The origin of the universe, the Yan Kingdom, and the underworld.

The black and white ghosts who were working hard sneezed several times. The two overworked ghosts almost broke free of their chains.

"What the hell, how can a ghost get the new crown?!" x2

……

"Mr. Chen Yan, I'm very sorry. The branch in Yanguo is mainly engaged in hotel business. In the past, many domestic newcomers registered here and then went abroad for missions or permanent residence..."

The lady at the front desk of the Continental Hotel couldn't maintain her usual professional smile at this moment and said slightly embarrassed.

\"Previously, master tailors provided some basic clothing to newcomers in China, so that tourists could wear more comfortable clothes when going out. It is said that the performance of clothing in foreign branches is not good, but the comfort level is really not that good. ...And Mr. Bartender basically provides some cold weapons for the newcomers to keep as memories, so they are basically knives without blades..."

"So there are no permanent killers in the country. People who come to mainland hotels in the country, apart from ordinary people staying there, are killers who come to travel and vacation..."

Chen Yan rubbed his protruding temples, and his blood pressure soared at this moment. However, the next words of the young lady at the front desk untied Chen Yan's heart knot.

"Because our country is a peaceful country and is a forbidden land for killers and mercenaries. Newcomers in the country take this road just to make a living. The existence of the Yanguo branch of the Continental Hotel is not to attract foreigners. Compromise. The reason why the High Table Council gave Yan Guo a permanent seat was simply because the group of people from Yan State had forcefully defeated the other eleven mafiosi in the High Table Council. There is a rule in the High Table Council The agreement is that the Yan Kingdom is a forbidden area, and no one is allowed to issue tasks within the Yan Kingdom, so the current Yan Kingdom branch is more like a mediator in the High Table Council."

"I can understand." Chen Yan nodded solemnly.

This country was troubled by many disasters and experienced many things. In the end, it gradually became stronger and prevented foreign enemies from invading. This was a lucky thing for the people of Yan Kingdom.

Look at the war in Maozi next door, and then look at the freedom and beauty on the other side of the ocean. People can live in peace and stay away from riots. This was also Chen Yan's dream when he joined the army. Now he has come to a different world, the same country, the same stability. What else could he say?

"So, can you help me arrange a flight to Japan?" Chen Yan regained his composure, smiled slightly, and asked the lady at the front desk.

"Of course, are you going to Kansai or Kanto region?"

"Let's go to Kanto. As for the location... just choose Tokyo." Chen Yan mused. Working in that country, to a certain extent, can be regarded as bringing glory to the country. After all, who doesn't want to be an anti-Japanese warrior?

The people of the Yan Kingdom have a bloodline to suppress the Japanese people! The blood flowing in the body doubles the combat effectiveness when facing the Japanese!

"Mr. Chen Yan." The young lady at the front desk looked at Chen Yan and hesitated to speak.

"Say." Chen Yan looked at her.

"Before leaving, do I need to help you make an appointment with a painter?" The lady at the front desk paused, "This is one of the customs of the Yanguo branch, and it is also our last special service for all travelers. There is no charge."

Chen Yan looked at her, her eyes were clear, and her smile at this moment was no longer the professional smile of the past, but a smile from the heart, which seemed to be a blessing for him to leave home.

"it is good."