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

"Have it!"

Chen Yan looked at the bald guard and thanked him for giving him inspiration!

"Hitman: Codename 47" is a classic stealth action assassination game. The English name HITMAN was once literally translated as "Hitman" by players. It tells the story of a bald killer's wonderful assassinations. One of the things that the protagonist, Agent No. 47, likes to do most is to knock people unconscious and put on other people's clothes so that he can infiltrate.

He's also a killer, so why can't I learn from this method?

Thank you, Senior No. 47!

Chen Yan took off his pants at the bald guard with burning eyes, and then started to pull off the bald guard's clothes... Well, don't get me wrong, Chen Yan just wanted to change into the bald guard's clothes.

five minutes later.

Chen Yan threw his assassin uniform into the system space. Dressed in a guard uniform, he felt refreshed at the moment. On the ground, there was a clean, bald guard wearing only a pair of black underwear.

Chen Yan opened the closet in the surveillance room and was about to stuff the bald guard in, but found that there was already a fat, naked guard inside.

"What about fishing here?" Chen Yan frowned, "Then you two just squeeze in!"

Chen Yan placed the two sleeping men together in an ambiguous posture and took back the sleeping needle from the bald guard's neck. Chen Yan looked at the two guards who "loved each other", smiled like an aunt, and then closed the closet door.

Ten minutes after Chen Yan left, the bald guard's eyes opened instantly in the closet.

He looked around and discovered to his horror that his clothes were missing! And he was holding a fat man! And that fat man seems familiar. Isn't he the fat guard who just knocked him out?

what's the situation? ? ?

"Fuck! I'm not clean anymore!" the bald guard said with a shocked look on his face.

"No. 47? No. 47? What happened? You haven't responded to my message for ten minutes!" A mature female voice sounded in the earphones.

"Diana..." The bald guard looked in disbelief. His eyes seemed a little moist, but he seemed unable to shed tears. He slowly said: "I have taken off other people's clothes for so many years. Today, for the first time, I was raped by someone." Take it off! Wuwuwuwu..."

"Okay, okay~ Don't cry, don't cry~"

"I'm not clean anymore. Wuwuwuwu..."

"Okay, bald baby, don't cry~"

"Don't say I'm bald!"

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Hey, listen...

The so-called killer should not be like a tiger or a pack of wolves, but should be as cold-blooded and cruel as a cobra...

Waiting for the opportunity...

I am a professional killer, and ruthlessness is engraved in my blood. If there is anything else that can bother me, it can only be...

Hair loss QAQ~~~~~

(BGM starts playing, "The little things" by Danny Elfman)

"Hello?" the voice in the headset sounded. "Hello? Can you hear me?"

"Hello? Can you hear me?" I responded quickly.

"Hello------!"

"You are so annoying!!!" I yelled with a smile.

Okay, no kidding.

I, codenamed 47, am a killer with no need for emotion. On the other end of the earphone is my manager Diana.

I am executing an order from the ICA headquarters, asking me to assist ICA's ally, the Assassin Brotherhood member [006] from the Yan Kingdom, to infiltrate the headquarters of Abstergo Industries, one of the largest pharmaceutical companies in the world. As for what they are going to do, I don't know.

At this moment, I am wearing a handsome suit, with my pockets filled with practical tools. In the holster inside the suit is my beloved small silenced pistol.

No matter how powerful the enemy is, they can't hurt a hair on my head!

"Diana, please repeat this mission." I said calmly.

"Okay!" Diana's voice was still so energetic. Um, wait a minute, okay, this silly bitch started playing music again.

(The BGM here is "Mission Impossible" by Danny Elfman)

Okay, classic "Mission: Impossible" soundtrack, isn't this silly bitch afraid of being accused of infringement? !

"Good evening, 47!"

Well, it's Diana's style.

"There is no assassination target this time. Your mission is to sneak into the guard room of Abstergo Industries, turn off the lighting system on the exterior wall of Abstergo Industries at 2 o'clock in the morning, and wait five minutes before turning the lighting system back on. After that, we will wait for the allies of the Yan Kingdom Assassin Brotherhood to carry out their mission. If there is an abnormal commotion, you will be needed to assist. Do you understand? No. 47?"

"Understood!" I replied simply.

"What a smart and extremely smart No. 47, hehehehehe~"

"Shut up!!!"

That's right, I have been working with this silly bitch for many years. I am a killer with no emotions. Killing is as simple as breathing to me. My heart is as cold as the piano wire in my hand. However, But this old aunt always grasps my weak points and then quarrels with me to her heart's content.

"Then, I'm going, Diana." I calmed down and said seriously.

"Well, be safe." Diana also stopped playing around at this moment.

Take a deep breath...slow down your heart rate...

At this moment, I was extremely focused. I picked up a stone from the ground, looked at the guards coming and going, and smiled. The other hand took out a little duck from his pocket. This thing could make noises to attract the attention of the guards.

I threw the little duck out and a guard heard the noise, which was fine. The guard was seen walking in the direction of the little duck. The cute shape of the little duck would also confuse them and make them put down their guard.

"What's so ugly about this, duck?" the guard muttered.

I suddenly felt an unknown fire in my heart, you are not allowed to say that about the little duck! That was what Diana gave me to play with when I took a bath!

So I threw the killer sleeping stone and hit the target! Seeing the guard fall, I quickly stepped forward and dragged his body away, leaving him in the shade outside the fence. My skills are very good. If I say it's not fatal, it will definitely not be fatal. He was just asleep (maybe he had a concussion? He couldn't die anyway.)

The guards in the distance didn't notice anyone missing, which was good. I waited quietly in the corner for them to patrol, and then took advantage of the gap between the guards' patrols to quickly walk into the back door and close the door.

Another perfect dive.

I'm proud that for a killer like me, infiltrating such a big company is nothing to me.

Then when I turned around, I saw a big fat guard staring at me for a long time with narrowed eyes.

"Who are you..." he said slowly.

I immediately hit him with a killer sleeping punch! Well, it’s still active, let’s add another kick! OK, he slept peacefully.

"Diana, I've arrived at the surveillance room." I said softly. I am a killer with a bottom line. I usually don't disturb other people's sleep unless I can't help it.

"Good job! No. 47! Now find a way to get a set of guard clothes. You need to stay in the surveillance room until 2 a.m. or even later!"

Diana's voice still makes me feel so reassured. It's a pity that my senses don't allow me to make big expressions. Otherwise, I should have a bright smile on my face now. And the plan Diana provided me was exactly what I was prepared to do.

Guard uniform, isn't it right here?