Ultimate Assassin System

In Derk Manor, the party is coming to an end, and the noble carriages parked outside the door have already left about halfway.

The rest of the coachmen are gathering together to chat, and the content is nothing more than anecdotes about nobles, such as noble masters raising mistresses outside, or Mrs. So-and-so secretly dating lovers...

It has to be said that no matter where the profession of driver is, it acts as a leaker of secrets and a spreader of rumors.

However, following the excitement at the gate of the manor, the coachmen who were happily chatting suddenly scattered away.

At the door, Vincent walked out with the last group of noble youths. The two sides exchanged greetings and walked towards the parking lot.

Haha, thank you Brother Wensen for your kind hospitality. Today is really a worthwhile trip. I will hold a party another day, and I will ask Brother Wensen to take part in it.

My little brother has a drama salon over there, and I ask Brother Vincent to come here sometime.

Coincidentally, I also have a...

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Looking at the eager faces around him, Vincent couldn't help but feel a little flustered. Of course he knew why these young people who were noblemen with him were so enthusiastic about wooing him.

Bevan, the man of Laiyan City, came to his manor, and during the party, he made no secret of his close relationship with the Derk family, which made him the focus of everyone.

Vincent enjoyed this feeling very much. At this time, he felt that he was omnipotent. Josiah? Isn't he just a magician, he even showed me his face! Hmph, after I get you, let's see how I can train you.

And that damn coachman. Oh, he should be floating on the Rhineau River at this time, haha... If you dare to snatch a woman from me, you are courting death.

During the warm greetings, aristocratic carriages drove away from the manor.

Haha, wait a minute, Brother Wensen, you are too polite.

Haha, it should be, it should be.

Amidst the greetings, Vincent bid farewell to an aristocratic young man again.

In front of the car door, the noble young man grabbed Vincent's arm,

My little brother's drama salon, Brother Vincent must come.

Haha, it must be... Vincent felt his handsome face cramp from laughter.

The coachman standing aside hastily stepped forward to open the car door, at this moment,

boom!\

,"The hollow and carved door of the luxury carriage suddenly exploded, and a colorful figure rushed out like thunder, followed by an extremely dazzling blade light.

assassin!

careful!

Naturally, there were personal guards around the nobleman, and the guard of the young nobleman was the closest to the assassin, so he sounded a warning immediately. He stepped sideways and drew his sword, stopping in front of the nobleman.

But in an instant, the assassin passed in front of him. Obviously, the assassin's target was not his protection object.

Naturally, Wen Sen was behind the noble young man. Wen Sen's guard was in a bad position, and he was standing three steps behind Wen Sen.

It's not that the guard is negligent. In fact, under normal circumstances, the guard is three steps away from the protected object. After all, apart from being in a dangerous place, no one would like to be next to a burly man who follows him everywhere. Let's talk about three steps away, that's just an instant thing.

But now the guard was a little desperate. Although he also passed the sword up quickly, he knew very well that he could not catch up, so he hurriedly shouted Be careful. I hope Vincent can react a bit to buy him time.

Is Vincent a samurai? No doubt, obviously yes. In fact, all nobles, regardless of their titles, would send their young offspring to noble academies, where they would learn etiquette, fighting and so on. So basically the young nobles can use both hands, the difference is only the level of force.

Wen Sen is not a person who can endure hardships and practice martial arts, so when he came out of the academy, he had just broken through to the level of a junior warrior, and the level of fighting spirit was barely able to cover weapons with fighting spirit.

Moreover, he hadn't faced a formal battle for several years, so when facing an assassin rushing head-on, his first reaction was to pull out the slender noble sword at his waist.

It is definitely right to draw the sword in battle, but the current situation is that the assassin's dagger is about to come to him, he does not choose to dodge, but chooses to draw the sword, which is undoubtedly a brain-dead behavior.

Sure enough, when Vincent touched the hilt of the sword, the dagger had already reached his heart.

He stared blankly at the mask painted with messy symbols that suddenly appeared in front of him, and then felt a pain in his heart. Looking down, a colorful dagger was inserted impartially on his left chest.

Ah! Vincent screamed out!

How dare you! The guard was in a hurry, and the blue light sword pointed directly at the eyebrow of the assassin.

Ding!

In the assassin's empty hand, suddenly, like magic, a gleaming red dagger appeared again, and as he swung it, he struck the long sword.

The swift sword of the guard made the parrying assassin pause, and everyone finally saw the assassin's appearance clearly.

Long hair, floral dresses, masks with messy symbols, colorful daggers...

Ghostface!

Ghostface!

The two guards are people who know the goods. Seeing the strange appearance of the assassin, they suddenly screamed and lost their voices.

Jie Jie... Ye Xiao's laughter sounded out.

With a flicker of the assassin's figure, he was within a few feet of him in an instant. When he looked up, the guard saw that the dagger was already in front of his eyes.

Roar……

The guard, who had experienced many battles, immediately raised his sword to block. Taking pictures of the prestige of the ghost face, a phantom in the shape of a blue armor is also blessed on the body. This is the fighting spirit armor that can be used after reaching the middle-level samurai.

It's over, the guard screamed in his heart, the storm-like attack he imagined hadn't arrived, but the colorful figure made a feint and flew past him. The Jie Jie laughter sounded very harsh.

Damn...don't run!

Feeling that the guard who was being molested was burning with anger, he was about to catch up. But after chasing for a few steps, he stopped sluggishly, not to mention that his speed was not as good as that of Ghost Face, not to mention that he was wearing a vindictive armor now...

Fighting Qi Armor, burns one's own fighting energy to form armor on the outer body, enhancing the defense.

This thing is called fighting spirit armor, so it is known that its effect is almost the same as that of real armor. While the defense power is enhanced, the gravity is also increased a lot, so the speed is naturally slowed down.

In the end, the guard could only watch helplessly as Ghost Face bypassed the unsuspecting carriage ahead and disappeared into the jungle beside the road.

Is this the No. 1 killer of Laiyan City... In broad daylight, it took at most a dozen breaths to come and go, leaving a colorful dagger stuck in Wen Sen's left chest.

What's going on? Am I going to die...

For more than a dozen breaths, the dagger was not drawn out, and Wen Sen was naturally not completely dead. Of course, it is not far from death, and it is now in an endangered state.

At this time, he still didn't fully understand his own situation, but as his vision gradually blurred, Vincent finally came back to his senses, he panicked...

How come, I haven't inherited the title of Viscount yet. I haven't married Josiah yet... My life has just begun... How could I die...

In the murmur that got lower and lower, Vincent, who was full of unwillingness, stared at the sky with wide eyes...