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

The walkie-talkie in his hand made an angry roar, and Chen Yan felt very amused listening to what the man said. Does anyone know Chen Yan’s whereabouts? A big question mark popped up in the little head opposite, Hey, Yo, Skr~

Walking out of the elevator, he raised two guns with his left hand to kill the killer who was peeking out from behind the bunker. He quickly bent down and rolled to avoid the dense bullets behind him. He opened the safety of the HK416 automatic rifle in his right hand. He turned around and was met with a burst of fierce fire.

Looking at the smoking muzzle and Yakuza lying on the ground, Chen Yan shrugged, reloaded the rifle and stuffed it back into the system space. He pushed the pistol forward with one hand and pulled it back fiercely, loading the bullet through inertia and pointing it at the corpse on the ground. Just a wave of last-hit headshots.

Turning around and grabbing a few magazines and 7 gold coins from the killers behind the two bunkers, Chen Yan suddenly understood why our dear Mr. Night Demon had so many gold coins in his pocket.

How can you make money faster by offering bounties than by killing your peers?

Chen Yan looked at the 12 gold coins in the system space happily. At this moment, Chen Yan wished that Adachi Maru had too many killers and sent a few killers so that he could work hard to harvest the wool. The kind that catches Adachi.

Chen Yan changed bullets for his pistol and shook his black trench coat. There was a clang of dings and bullets all over the ground. Laughing to death, I don’t blame my opponent Sunset Hong, I’m just afraid that my clothes are bulletproof. Except for the pain, everything was fine. I felt the joy of a pervert in red who liked to use a samurai sword to chop bullets!

The safe passage was the only way to the top of the building, and now it was eerily quiet. Looking up, I saw two men with guns at the door, and an old man at the corner. The three killers are like horns. Once Chen Yan pokes his head out, he will definitely be hit hard.

Chen Yan looked back and around, picked up the body of a Yakuza, put the gun under the body's armpits with both hands, and slowly walked upstairs.

……

"There's no sound down there."

On the roof, a white man who was holding a gun spoke in jerky Japanese.

"Be alert, there is movement." The black woman on the side signaled the white man to shut up, and at the same time, she lowered the gun slightly. Once fired, the recoil of the automatic rifle will deflect the muzzle. Rather than hitting the head first, it is obviously a better choice to hit a larger body to cause some obstruction.

"Tap, tap, tap."

A man in a black suit walked up slowly, his hair style looked familiar. But even so, the white man and the black woman still opened fire on the spot!

If you make noise without speaking, even if it is not a corpse, it has already lost its fighting ability. In this case, it can basically be concluded that there is someone behind the body!

"Da da da da da~"

The dense bullets smashed the man's body into a sieve, and Chen Yan was able to fire the two pistols in his hands!

"Pfft, pfft, pfft."

Four bullets, two heads.

"Click!!!" the sound of a shotgun. The old man behind him held a shotgun and fired a full shot at Chen Yan. Chen Yan stumbled and fell to the ground. Lao Liu, who was behind him, walked towards Chen Yan. He seemed worried and bent down to turn over Chen Yan's "body" and was about to shoot him in the head.

How should I put it? This killer knows he is weak so he is too steady.

But how could Chen Yan give him a chance? The moment he turned over, he raised his pistol and fired a series of shots. The huge potential energy generated by the close range shooting smashed his gun-holding wrist into pieces, and his head felt like it was exploding. Yellow and white stuff splashed all over the ground like a watermelon.

Chen Yan stood up slowly with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. The impact of the close-range shotgun, even with high-hardness bulletproof cloth, still made his eyes black and his internal organs were impacted.

He sat on the ground, took out the cigarette case from the system space, put the remaining cigarette in his mouth and lit it. The cigarette case was directly crumpled into a ball and smashed on the corpse of the old six.

Under the moonlight, no one survived in the security building next to the Yokohama office.

Chen Yan puffed out smoke and replenished the ammunition in the magazine. Looking at the deathly silent Yokohama office building opposite, I don’t know what I’m thinking.

……

"There are nearly 60 people in the defense network, and there are also professional killers involved. Are you telling me that all of them are dead?" In the office of the president of Adachi Real Estate, Adachi Maruta looked at the younger brother who was reporting and said slowly.

"Yes...yes." The younger brother did not dare to raise his head and said tremblingly.

"I didn't expect that rookie from the Yan Kingdom to be so strong." Adachi touched his chin with interest, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down. On the roof of the building opposite, you can vaguely see five clean corpses. The clothes were placed in the middle, and the corpses formed a shape like a palm. The corpse in the middle is obviously protruding, while the remaining four corpses are bent.

International friendly gesture.

"Interesting, it's really interesting." Adachi's laughter became louder and louder, making the younger brother more and more frightened. "No wonder Long Er lost. If you encounter a guy like this, you probably have to go to Great Beauty to find Mr. Night Demon to kill him, right?"

"Well, it's a pity that Mr. Night Demon is dead." Adachi curled his lips.

"President, what should we do now?" The younger brother lowered his head and said in fear.

"What should we do?" Adachi turned to look at him, "Let them go and continue to fight."

……

Chen Yan staggered down the stairs and took a long time to regain his composure. He had just put up a corpse performance art for Mr. Adachi and collected 16 gold coins. At this moment, he had earned 28 gold coins in just one night. .

In order to prevent the windbreaker that was broken by the shotgun from behind from losing its defensive properties, Chen Yan had no choice but to take off a suit from the corpse of the white man and wear it under the coat. After entering the elevator, Chen Yan's breathing became heavier and heavier as the elevator slowly descended.

The outside of the building was filled with dense red, surrounding Chen Yan.

His condition is actually not good. Chen Yan knows in his heart that if it is similar to a street fight in a building, due to space constraints, he can split a 60-person battle into 20 3v1 or even 60 1v1. But if In a wide area, this approach is obviously impossible to achieve.

Sneaking, there are hundreds of flashlights shining outside, would you like to try one?

Chen Yan's body is just not a Terminator. Even if his clothes are bulletproof, it will still hurt if he is hit. Chen Yan was thinking about the strategy, and the number on the elevator slowly changed to the [-1] floor. Looking at the dense red light above his head, Chen Yan shrugged.

"No way, no way, there are really stupid people blocking the first floor, thinking that I will stupidly run out and fight with them." Chen Yan sneered and walked out of the elevator slowly.

"You can't believe it! Adachi Maruta! This is my escape route!!!"