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

"The message has been conveyed, Lord Otto."

In the Otto Manor in Montreal, Kasinov, who was wearing a prosthetic body for daily use, spoke softly as the light in his eyes gradually extinguished.

"I'm not sure the blood dragon would believe it."

"Whether he believes it or not is his business." Otto threw a macaron into his mouth. Well, it was chocolate-flavored, and it tasted pretty good. "You just have to do it."

"I don't understand, Lord Otto, both the 'Mountain of Light' and 'Genesis' are important properties of the Order. If they are destroyed by the blood dragon, this..." Kasinov speeded up his speech with an expressionless expression. , “It just makes us passive.”

"You fool's head can't figure it out, Kasinov. Neither the 'Mountain of Light' nor 'Genesis' is the most important." Otto smiled disdainfully, "You just need to know that I am here Miami has prepared a big gift for Blood Dragon, and that’s enough. I think he’ll like it.”

"Now...back off."

"...Yes." Kasinov turned and left expressionlessly.

"I don't know, did you really follow my instructions, or did you want to... hedge your bets?" Watching Kasinov leave, Otto had a cold smile on his face, "But it's a pity that Kasinov Xinov, in the face of absolute strength..."

"None of it makes any sense."

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"Hell..."

Ethan was hiding in a corner. Two minutes had passed since he was separated from the blood dragon. The blood dragon's magic did not last long, and Ethan had just started to conduct reconnaissance.

Nothing else, simply because of the huge mechanical monster and a bunch of "light prism towers" around it.

Well, it just looks like.

Those cyberpunk-style lamppost-shaped machines are the initiator of energy interference on the museum's surface. The electric light of those machines flashes from time to time, and even a mosquito will be crackled when it approaches, and it is connected to the museum through energy pipes.

Obviously, the security door connecting the surface of the museum to the underground research institute has been removed. Security personnel are constantly transporting materials and information boxes from the underground experimental facilities to the truck containers above. They are transferring everything here!

As expected, Mr. President's order was not groundless. They must have kidnapped Biden...or maybe Biden was one of theirs!

"We have to find a way to get in..."

Ethan's eyes were intense, and he clicked the bracket on the left side of his glasses with his finger. Above the lenses, blue lines highlighted the nearby equipment. The confluence of energy pipes was directly under the giant machine, and the giant machine's The head detection equipment has been rotating regularly. The coverage area is a fan shape of about 260 degrees with the giant machine as the center and facing away from the museum door. The specific detection distance is unknown to Ethan, but Ethan's current location is, It happens to be a blind spot that cannot be detected by the giant machine.

Well, there is only one answer.

Climb the wall.

Ethan fumbled and took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and quickly put them on. He repeatedly confirmed that there were no patrolling soldiers nearby. He lowered his body and pressed against the nearby wall and walked a short distance inside. Then he rubbed his hands. The indicator light slowly turned on, and Ethan put his palm close to the wall. When it was completely attached, the glove produced a huge suction force.

"Last time I ran out of battery halfway through using it in Dubai... I hope this new product won't fail me." Ethan said anxiously, "Huh..."

One after another, as Ethan used his hands and feet together, he was scurrying up and down the wall like a gecko. A certain good resident in Queens, New York, said he was an expert. This thing can definitely be used to clean high-altitude windows. Let Ethan make a lot of money.

Under the night sky, Ethan, who was hidden by magic, climbed to the roof of the Arkansas State Museum of Art like a ghost without making any sound.

As mentioned earlier, the most striking feature of the Arkansas State Museum of Art is its pleated roof.

To be honest, Ethan felt frightened when he climbed up. He usually does not hesitate when encountering high-altitude rock walls parallel to the ground while rock climbing, but the protruding part of the roof here is very long and smooth. When the glove is powered off, Ethan will probably turn into Ethan-chan, made in a similar way to Rebecca-chan next door.

But when Ethan really came up, he couldn't breathe a sigh of relief immediately because... there were patrolling soldiers even on the roof.

At 12 minutes, although Ethan had sped up, the blood dragon's magic had already lost its effect when he was hanging below the roof of the building. When Ethan was struggling to come up, he had already pulled out his gun from his waist, found a dark corner to hide, and observed the movements ahead.

"Number of patrols ahead, 20 people."

Ethan said softly.

"The number of our own operations is 1."

"The mission requires that all enemies be eliminated without causing alarm, and the armed energy supply at the entrance of the art museum be destroyed..."

Then, Ethan looked at his watch.

"0:15...just set it to 3 minutes."

"start the timer."

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"Sharp, is there anything unusual over there?"

A loud electromagnetic sound came from the intercom.

"Everything is normal here." Sharp said with a grimace. "Application to go to the toilet, over."

"Fuck you, hold it in, last time you went to the toilet and squatted for an hour, I was scolded by the captain the next day!" The man on the other side of the intercom said with some dissatisfaction, "You said you were too, but why? If you miss work when something goes wrong and the base is invaded, the security personnel will be fully responsible. If you don't get caught, who will?"

"There are three urgent needs for people. I've been a little constipated recently. Besides, David, you dragged a tourist to sleep for more than half an hour that day..." Sharp said impatiently, "Oh, I won't say it anymore, I still Just find a place on the roof of the building to solve it, it’s killing me..."

"Everything is normal, it's over!"

With a beep, the intercom turned off.

Sharp looked around and confirmed that there was nothing wrong. He took off his pants directly on the snow-white roof, took out the small Sharp and started to drain the water.

I can’t stand it any longer, not to mention it’s irritating to my eyes, it’s simply an insult to art!

This is a museum! Open defecation is prohibited in the museum! Do you have any sense of justice, you bastard?

However, just when I wanted to point fingers at Mr. Sharp from the moral high ground and condemn the security personnel of this sect, Sharp's retribution came.

"puff."

"puff."

"puff."

Three slight noises.

One shot in the neck, one shot in the torso, one shot...well, little Sharp.

Hiss...it hurts just thinking about it.

Sharp's throat was full of blood, and he could only make a small whimper, because his mouth was blocked by blood. But compared to the pain on his body, the pain in his lower body was more severe because of the pain when a man's important parts were crushed. It is several times that of a female childbirth, so...

Sharp successfully fainted from the pain, but of course he might have suffocated to death halfway through.

The instigator just hurried past Sharp, picked up the walkie-talkie from the ground, left after saying a few words.

"Watch the quality, man."