Ultimate Assassin System

A street in the capital, in the middle of two patrol areas.

Hey, aren't these brothers from the second hall? There are also Captain Powers and Captain Bernie... Good job, everyone has worked hard...

Captain Toby?

Hey, they're all doing things for the boss, so why bother talking about hard work. Oh, that's right... Captain Toby, come on, take a sip, authentic rum soju!

Haha, you're welcome then, I just want to warm myself up...

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Under the wind and snow, two patrol teams belonging to the Metropolitan Police Department met unexpectedly on a street. The silence was instantly broken by the lively greetings.

Although Powers and Bernie are well-known outside, this is the foothold of the royal court, the capital of the empire, and after all, they came by air and have no foundation. Naturally, you need to pay more attention to your interpersonal relationships, and you can no longer be as casual as before.

Of course, strictly speaking, the problem is not that serious. As the Romans do, this is the boundary of the capital where nobles roam everywhere and the royal family and retinues are as numerous as dogs. The role played by the police station is not as important as other cities. On the contrary, most things are done through mediation, which is very low-key. To put it bluntly, everyone is just living a miserable life. There are not many complicated issues that they look down upon or look down upon. Furthermore, since Powers and Bernie were able to travel to many cities in the north and south of the empire and achieve such great fame, they were certainly not ignorant young men. In fact, aside from the tough style of Powers, Bernie, who is too low-key in comparison, is extremely thoughtful and shrewd, and is a good person in dealing with people.

In this way, one party intends to show good intentions, and the other party accepts it happily. In the end, everyone is happy and extremely harmonious.

No. Nowadays, the title of older brother or younger brother is used...

Here, take another sip. Brother Toby, is there anything going on over there?

Yes. There are several old cats named Chun...especially my mother's! You just came here and you don't know, but since that thing was about to take the throne. Brothers, we haven't stopped. It's snowy, it's still night, and there's not even a ghost on the street. You can’t even see a shadow, and you’re still patrolling!”

Uh, cough...brother, be careful what you say, be careful what you say...

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Tsk... I have a good drinking capacity! It's a pity that I don't have much wine, so it's not satisfying! Let's do this. After the shift, Powers and Bernie, you guys show respect to your brothers, and I'll treat you. How about we find a place to have a good drink?

Okay, okay...but we still have patrol duties in the morning shift.

There's still a morning shift? Damn it! Isn't this just to show you that you're new and show off to you? Don't worry, big brother will give you a good talk when he gets back... Uh, thank you, but I don't need to bother big brother now. The manpower in the hall is indeed a bit tight recently, we just need to do more tasks, it’s okay, haha...

Oh, you guys...don't blame me for saying you are too kind. You will make others feel easy to bully...

Good intentions? Ahem... drink, drink...

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Well, this is the first time I heard such a positive comment. It seems that both Powers and Bernie are well-informed. All moral integrity was lost, and after looking at each other with strange expressions, they couldn't help but feel feverish and cough.

Are they kind?

Haha, stop joking...

If these comments were heard by the countless assassins who died at the hands of these two men, I am afraid they would crawl straight out of the abyss of hell to talk about Powis with this cavalry captain who was obviously a little drunk and full of gunfire. The glorious deeds and pure black hearts of these two people!

For a moment, both sides were on patrol duty. The shift change time is far away. After finishing the bottles of wine that Bernie had used to treat his cold, it was time to go our separate ways. While on patrol.

Hey, brother, please slow down, slow down. You all hold on......

Relax, don't worry! It's...it's okay! It's just a little bit of wine, I'm drunk...I can't be drunk... He said this, but he looked at the captain who was replaced by Toby, swaying on the horse, The posture of shaky and constantly twisting and waving is really not very convincing.

On the other hand, the team members who were patrolling with the cavalry captain seemed to have long known about their captain's drinking habits and were already accustomed to such scenes. They looked calm and carelessly saluted the two of them goodbye. Just say it's okay.

The other party had said this, so naturally the two of them couldn't say anything else, so they waved goodbye in the same way. At this moment, Powers suddenly thought of something and asked casually: By the way, Brother Toby, you are very familiar with the capital. Do you know where the alley near Baker Street leads to?

The drunken cavalry captain frowned on his horse and tilted his head, looking askance: Sister Bei, Baker? Whose sister is that?

Uh, it's the street, not the sister, Sister Baker... Okay, forget it, I'm just asking casually. Powers turned around helplessly.

Captain Powers, are you asking about the alley near the intersection on Baker Street? The cavalry captain was unreliable, but the cavalryman who was supporting the captain turned his head and said casually, If it is that lane, it leads to South City and ends at Glancy Street.”

Huh? Nancheng District? It's not the aristocratic district of Dongcheng... Are you sure?! After a pause at his feet, Powers suddenly turned around.

Of course. The cavalryman said without knowing why. I'm very familiar with that alley. I walk there often. My aunt's house is in that alley...

Before he finished speaking, Damn it! Powers and Bernie looked at each other, their expressions changed drastically, and they quickly turned around and ran towards the horse without thinking, Let's go, let's start as a team, quickly, quickly, quickly -

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Dark alley.

Twain——

Bingo, you got the right answer! Wen Silin's screams of fear and sharpness were answered with a slightly teasing chuckle, Oh, it's a pity that there is no reward...

Go to hell!

At this moment, Wen Silin suddenly understood the ins and outs of tonight's incident. Philip's appearance at the theater was not accidental, and meeting him at the side door was even less accidental. This was a planned situation. It was up to Phillip to humiliate him, then drive him away, and finally let him step into a trap, and it was up to Tang En to complete the final killing blow...

The sense of crisis exploded crazily in the body!

Like a wild cat whose hair exploded in an instant, Wen Silin's reaction speed had never been as fast as this moment. He grabbed the spear beside him, and the blue and purple fighting light flashed violently without hesitation. He forcibly twisted his waist to stand up, and fired a standard carbine, like a dragon or a snake. Or like a beam of light, roaring and instantly piercing the front wall of the carriage. He shot quickly towards where the driver was sitting in front.

Let's fight!

boom--

The fine wood chips are like flying snowflakes, dancing wildly in all directions!

Ever since he decided to betray his master, Wen Silin has never left his side with his gun, no matter day or night, eating or sleeping. The thing to guard against is this pervasive assassination. In fact, he did it. During this period of time, countless martial arts masters, magicians, and even professional assassins knew of his betrayal of his master and his assassination of his senior brothers, and the assassinations with hatred never stopped. But you can find a suitable opportunity to make a move. There are only a few people who have successfully killed him in one fell swoop. There were also those who took action by force, just like the group of bandits who broke into his family at night two days ago, but in the end, without exception, they were killed by him in reverse!

After all, he is an air-level warrior, and he comes from the lineage of sword gods. Both outsiders and Wen Silin have absolute confidence in their own strength and skills. He is not that easy to assassinate...

However, the martial arts masters, magicians, professional assassins, etc. here do not include Tang En.

The historical achievements speak for themselves.

Wen Silin himself knew this very well. So when he threw out the explosive carbine, Wen Silin even connected with the precious magic weapon spear. Also thrown out together. Then he roared angrily, bent his knees and straightened his waist, and his body covered with Doumang instantly jumped into the air. With a bang, the luxurious carriage was hit hard again, and the exquisite roof instantly shattered into pieces...

That's right, escape! Don't look at Wen Silin's roar just now as if he was fighting for his life. In fact, his real purpose was just to use a false shot to give himself a chance to breathe and escape, nothing more!

Okay, just one face-to-face, one shot. Just run away. It’s a bit surprising indeed, but if you think about it carefully. In fact, it makes sense.

Wen Silin is not stupid, and it is impossible for a fool to cultivate to the empty level. on the contrary. He is very talented and very smart, but he is a bit narrow-minded and not big enough. He was very aware of the strength gap between himself and Tang En. Compared to Tang En who dared to intercept the sword god Wooding in the middle of the road, Wen Silin's strength was really nothing. What's more, this encounter was not in his battle rhythm from the beginning, so he escaped decisively and confidently——

He admitted that he was not as strong as Tang En and would die if he challenged him. But this is the capital, at the feet of the royal court. As long as he can leave this closed carriage, as long as he can hold on for a moment longer, a loud roar will be enough to attract many worshipers and temple masters who protect the eldest prince in the theater to come and surround Tang En!

but,

From Tang En's point of view, it is a layout, a lie, a trap, and an all-too-familiar assassination rhythm... After a series of preparations, it would take 300 rounds to fight Wen Silin. If he takes it, or simply lets the other party run away, then he will no longer have the title of top killer. It's a shame!

There are thorns... Before the deafening warning roar could be heard over the capital, it was muffled back in Wen Silin's mouth.

Because, just when his head was knocked out from the roof of the car, a flash of blade light was hidden behind the snowflakes in the sky and reached right in front of his eyebrows.

It's like... it's like this dagger has been hanging above the roof of the car, waiting quietly from beginning to end, waiting for Wen Silin to bump into him like a fool, and kill him with his neck...

Fast, extremely fast, not just fast!

Feeling the icy coldness in his eyes, Wen Silin narrowed his pupils sharply, and suddenly a hint of realization flashed across his eyes - it turned out that this was not just a pre-arranged game, but also a step-by-step play. In the play, he was plotted, no, he was seen through. The other party knew that his shot was just a cover, knew that he would escape early in the morning, and even more knew that he would escape from the roof of the car...

As if it had been rehearsed a thousand times, the outcome was inevitable.

puff--

fleeting,

In the middle of the eyebrow,

One hit kill!

There was a dull rumble that slowly echoed in the quiet alley. The two figures fell back into the carriage again, seeming to have smashed something like a tea cup and candlestick, making a crisp sound. Then, there was no more sound or movement.

am I wrong……

This was Wen Silin's last question before his consciousness dissipated. His eyes were bloodshot and he murmured from the corner of his mouth.

have no idea.

This was Tang En's answer, very straightforward. He was very busy these days, and he really didn't know or care about Wen Silin's inner struggles during this period. He was just here to kill people, that's all, so naturally he couldn't give any insightful answers.

Of course, even if it was given, Wen Silin wouldn't have a chance to hear it...

Phew, he pulled out the dagger and raised his hand to cover Wen Silin's eyes.

And, I sent a heartfelt sentiment, Rest in peace, kid... It's time to be content. I wanted to kill you a long time ago and let you live until now...

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