Ultimate Assassin System

There are many places where men radiate energy, but there are two places that are undoubtedly the most classic, that is, taverns and hotels.

Of course, the tavern is for drinking, and the hotel is for looking for women. Uh, of course, I don’t deny that there are men... The former replenishes fluids, and the latter discharges fluids. Tsk tsk, this is an activity of love!

In a slightly upscale hotel room in Nangang, under the ambiguous wine red lights, a man and a woman are struggling hard to expel the liquid.

The man's strong physique was criss-crossed with many scars, one could tell he was not a kind person. At this time, he was using the classic missionary position to violently attack the white **** below,

The sound of banging, panting, and high-pitched moans... echoed continuously in the small space, interweaving into one piece.

Baby, hoo, let's change positions.

Well, well, oh...

The woman was picked up directly, her legs were naturally locked around the man's waist, and her hands were wrapped around the man's neck.

Ah! a scream

Uh, baby I haven't started yet...

Someone, someone!

The man was shocked when he heard the words, and when he turned his head, his lower body softened immediately.

I saw an extra chair at some point in the open space in front of the bed, and a middle-aged man was sitting on it watching with great interest.

Oh, is it over? The middle-aged man spread his hands in regret, You only used one pose...

Damn it! Who are you? The man with the scar quickly took out a machete from the edge of the bed and roared angrily.

Hehe... The middle-aged man chuckled and shook his head, Stop shouting, the eight younger brothers outside of you are already lying down, well, it's okay to tell you, my name is Arthur. You are the deputy of the Golden Lion Gang. Hall Master Horsen, right? It's really not easy to find you.

There is no doubt that this middle-aged man is Tang En. Jackal's level is still too low to touch too many things. So Tang En could only follow the clues and slowly search for them one by one. Fortunately, Allen is really familiar with Laiyan City, as long as he tells the place name, he can find it. So after five or six trips back and forth, the carriage finally found the leader of this operation—Horsen, the deputy head of the Golden Lion Gang.

Knowing that he couldn't count on the younger brothers outside, Holson didn't answer Tang En's question, and exhaled, Die!

Red grudge covered the blade, and it slashed directly at the top of Tang En's head fiercely.

Junior samurai? Tsk tsk... Twain walked up to him with a flickering figure.

Ding, Ding!

The dagger accurately hit the powerful back of the knife, swung it away, and then wiped it towards Horsen's wrist.

Horsen's palm trembled, and he quickly backed away, dragging the blade to defend.

Ha! Tang En let out a long laugh, and his figure surged forward, hissing, hissing, hissing...short red lines kept floating towards the opponent's body.

Ding, ding, poof!

Tang En's current strength is no longer comparable to that of these junior warriors. Although Horsen blocked the left and right, his left shoulder was still pierced by the dagger.

Horsen let out a muffled snort, and the long knife still stably slashed across Tang En's abdomen, obviously intending to hurt both sides.

It's interesting, you can't underestimate it... Tang En sighed secretly, and his figure flashed behind Horsen like a ghost, his left hand clasped the latter's entire face, and then flashed, boom! Horsen was imprinted in the wall...sliding down slowly, moaning in pain.

After clapping his hands and kicking the machete away, Tang En said condescendingly, You know why I'm looking for you, can you tell me?

What's the matter... ah! Holson screamed.

Click...

Tang En moved his foot away from the opponent's calf expressionlessly: It's a pity, we had a bad start...Let me remind you, tonight you bring someone...Huh?

Tang En's figure flickered instantly, the dagger was thrown back, hiss...

The naked woman behind her stood there holding a vase, and suddenly a red thread spread from her neck.

Bang, bang... The vase shattered, and the woman fell on her back.

Boring! Tang En withdrew his gaze, and continued to say to Holson, Do you think of anything now?

Ahem, haha, yes, tonight I led someone to beat up a group of untouchables... But, you don't want to know anything from me. Holson is not a low-level gangster, he knows the criminal law in gangs, so naturally he doesn't Will say something easily.

Click! Horsen let out another muffled snort, and bead-sized beads of sweat emerged from his forehead.

Pay attention to the tone of your speech... Well, everyone said that at the beginning. Tang En leaned over and said, Actually, I can also guess some, you belong to the Golden Lion Gang, and the one who can let you do these things is naturally The Robert family. Well, help me identify the specific people.

... Holson said nothing.

Okay, it's been a long night, let's enjoy it slowly... First, let's make a game, come on, put your hands on the ground, my suggestion is that you try to separate your fingers, after all, my dagger is not every It can be accurately inserted between the fingers every time...

Dole, Dole, Dole...

ah!

Uh, I'm sorry, I missed it. It's a pity that I lost this finger... Well, in fact, you should look at this problem head-on, at least you should feel at ease now. If one is missing, the gap between your fingers will be even bigger. ...

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Tsk tsk, the craftsmanship is rusty... What should I do now that there is only one left? Change your hand, come on, now stretch out your left hand. Well, it's useless to keep this one, let me cut it for you... ...don't thank me!

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Allen stood under the hotel, listening to the screams, wailing, and moaning from time to time... His body trembled slightly. Who the hell is Mr. Arthur?

After a long time, Tang En with a strange face walked out of the hotel door, let out a long breath, and muttered: Evil door, Bess, Becky, Bevan... This is the rhythm of destroying the door... Damn it!

Mr. Arthur, do you know who did it? Alan leaned forward and asked.

Well, I got it. Tang En came back to his senses, and said immediately, Alan, you should go to the treatment room first, I'm going home.

Uh, oh...

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Not long after, Tang En returned to the attic with the carriage alone. At this time, it was two or three o'clock in the morning.

Pushing open the door, the first thing that came into view was a woman in a red dress lying on the table in the hall.

Tang En ignored it, took out a basin, plaster and other objects, then poured some water into it, and slowly stirred it.

For about ten minutes, he stopped what he was doing.

He took out a long rope, picked Becky up and laid her flat on the rectangular dining table.

Then Tang En divided the rope into four pieces, and fixed Becky on the four table legs in a large font.

Hmm... Perhaps these actions startled Becky, she slowly opened her eyes, and said in a daze, Hey, where is this?