"Bang, bang, bang"
The flying bullets crossed an unrecognizable trajectory in the night, and shot towards the girl holding a sharp sword under the guidance of the scorching flames. However, the moment before hitting the target, the sharp blade was cut from the middle, or it was wiped against the girl's body and flew into the rear.
Victoria held the sword in one hand, like dancing in a fire, her movements were light, and she jumped and ran on the walls on both sides of the alley like a hawk, and rushed towards the enemy in front of her like a harrier hawk.
They are fully armed.
The black combat uniforms contain the triangle logo of Abstergo. They are well-trained, just like real elite soldiers, in groups of three, constantly blocking Victoria's charge with bullets.
They are the most elite force under Abstergo and the Templars' inheritance in modern times. In the past few years, they have arrested and massacred the weak Assassin Brotherhood, and in 2000, they have successfully destroyed the last stronghold of the Brotherhood.
Once, they thought that the war that lasted for thousands of years was over.
However, tonight, when they were facing the agile woman who was not like a mortal, holding a sharp sword like chopping melons and vegetables, they suddenly realized that
The war has never ended.
"puff"
Victoria's steel sword cut the assault rifle in the soldier's hand, and the latter immediately pulled out his pistol to fight back, but with the waving of the female assassin's wrist, the deadly sword dance finally bloomed at this unavoidable distance.
It was like a deadly white flower blooming in the night, sharp blades cut through the neck and body, and advanced weapons could no longer protect them.
"Bang"
Victoria landed on the ground in the alley, she shook the blood from the sharp blade in her hand, and then returned to the sword and sheathed it.
Behind her, three Templars whose necks were cut off shook their bodies and fell to the ground. The cut weapons fell to the ground, making a crisp sound like hitting glass.
Victoria lowered her head, and a blood stain oozed out between her waist.
The witch hunter has a sharp sense and quick movement, but he is still injured in the face of bullet attacks. Fortunately, for the extraordinary body of the witch hunter, ordinary bullets are not enough to cause too much damage.
Victoria took out a bottle of potion from her waist, raised her head and poured it down. A trace of veins that rose up appeared on her pretty face, making the female assassin look extremely ferocious.
She turned her head and looked at the secret passage in the alley behind. There was still life in action, but instead of chasing her, she stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers. The standard Ignifaz was released, and a hot flame fell from the sky, igniting the corpse in the alley quickly.
As the firelight pounded, the female assassin with a hood took a step and quickly left the place filled with blood and death. The battle here was over and it was time to find the next prey.
Two minutes after Victoria left, a young girl covering her mouth stood up from her hiding place tremblingly. She was not ordinary. She was one of the Assassin League's hired killers in New York. She was still holding a gun in her hand. It seemed that she was preparing to pick up a vacancy while Victoria was fighting the Templars.
But she was frightened.
The young girl's legs were a little soft. She looked at the seven burning corpses in front of her. They changed from dangerous enemies to meaningless firewood in just one minute.
She saw with her own eyes how Victoria killed these seven people with a sword. She was scared. She watched Victoria leave without firing a shot.
The 15 million reward is great and perfect, but it also requires life to spend it.
The assassin is also divided into different levels. Tonight, she saw the power given to the assassin by the dark night.
On the other side, on the edge of the crowded Times Square, Layla walked relaxedly among the endless crowd.
Her special dress makes people around her very curious, but in this era, there are too many people who emphasize performance art, and cosplay has become a gradually rising trend. People think Layla is cool, but apart from that, there are no more ideas.
"Where are you? Little beggars."
Layla's fingers were beating. She had already escaped Abstergo's pursuers just now. The Templars were pretty brains and knew that they could not shoot casually in such public occasions.
So Layla's current enemies are those in mainland hotels who have captured her for a reward.
They are also good at hiding, drawing their swords in the dark, and floating away after completing the task.
This is a competition between peers and peers.
"puff"
When passing by a small shop, Layla was like her feet slipping, hitting her head in the arms of a handsome guy in a suit and tie. The handsome guy reached out to try to support her, but at the moment when the two of them were in contact, the sharp sleeve sword pushed upwards, like a poisonous bee's tail needle, piercing the handsome guy's heart through the touch of a dragonfly.
Layla hummed the song and continued to move forward, behind her, the dagger in her hand holding the handsome guy who was covering his heart hit the ground.
Obviously, he lost in the confrontation between the killer and the killer.
The only result of losing is death.
"puff"
Another slight sound was heard, and before the homeless killer sitting in the chair looking for his target, he was pierced by the neck of a sudden sword on his cheek. Leila reached out and straightened his broken neck, then reached out to take out a stack of money from his arms and kicked it into his pocket.
She whistled and turned into an underground tunnel. In front of her, the man and woman pretending to be lovers passed by her side. Two hidden sharp knives stabbed Layla, one left and one right, but in the light of the broken shield of the Kunen Seal, Layla opened her hands, and the two popped up sleeves pierced their arteries accurately, causing the desperate mandarin duck to fall to the ground with limp.
On the other side, only a few meters away from the three of them, the street violinist just pointed the hidden muzzle in the violin at Layla when he saw Layla turn her head and smile at her. The next moment, the flying knife shot out pierced into her throat the moment before she pulled the trigger.
The drunk old man shouted something, shakingly approached the female assassin, his fingers flipped and a poisonous needle popped up on the ring.
But just as he raised the ring, Layla's eyes were facing his eyes. Under the influence of the Yaxifer Seal, the drunkard killer with blank eyes turned around and stabbed the sting on the ring into the heart of his companion who was following behind him.
In the sound after sound, almost unheard, in the beating of the machine spring, in the spiritual induction of the Yaxifas, in the mental impact of the Alderfas, in the crowds of people in the underground square, the killers who came to make money were being cleared one by one.
At an amazing speed, it was like playing a game of ecstasy. Layla walked out of the tunnel and stepped into the subway parked in front of her, and she looked back.
The pedestrians in the passage behind them screamed and fled. The ground was covered with blood, like a swaying death god had just passed by and harvested more than a dozen lives again.
"Wow"
The subway door closed, Layla turned her head and looked at the dozen people in the carriage, all of whom were looking at her.
Layla whistled and took the broken spear from her waist. She moved her wrists and body, just like her ancestors, and she whispered:
"bring it on!"
The next moment, more than a dozen killers disguised as passengers pulled out their weapons and rushed towards Layla.
"Bang"
In the woods of Central Park, Miles pulled the trigger, and hundreds of meters away, a bloody flower popped up from the neck of a guy who was observing the surroundings.
It was like throwing a bomb into the pond, causing the alert Templars to disperse immediately and start shooting in the direction of Miles.
But he was no longer there.
He was like a ghost running in the dark, moving silently while changing to a new magazine for the sniper rifle, and then lifting the gun and shooting like before.
There is no need to aim or wait. Every shot will accurately take away a life.
In the lockdown of Hawkeye Perception, no matter what kind of cover the Templars hide, they can be caught by Miles.
"The last bullet"
A few minutes later, there were only three Templars left, and Miles had only the last bullet left.
Without hesitation, he still raised his gun, pulled the trigger, then threw away the sniper rifle, and rushed towards the enemy in front of him.
"Bang"
The bullets crossed a deadly trajectory in the darkness, pierced through the eyes of the first guy, flew out from the back of the head, and then pierced into the neck of the second guy.
"ah"
The injured Knight Templar let out a wail. He covered the wound on his neck tightly, but blood had already flowed out of his fingers and he couldn't live.
The moment he fell, he vaguely saw a white figure tearing through the darkness and appearing behind his last companion. The guy raised his hands, just like a lover's touch, and his sharp sleeve sword pierced the neck of the last Templar from both sides.
That scene
That scene looked very much like the legendary assassins.
They also appeared silently from the darkness like Miles, and then took away the lives of the enemy, leaving a warning about peace and dispute for the still alive.
The Templar soldier who was waiting for death to come fell into the woods full of corpses. He watched Miles turn and walk back into the darkness, and he watched the crazy assassin completely swallowed up by the darkness.
them
They are back!
The Brotherhood of Assassin, who had been entangled with the Templar for thousands of years, came back from hell with even more powerful power
And just as Miles was about to continue hunting Abstergo's mercenaries, the communicator in his ear suddenly rang out, it was Layla's voice:
"Myers, go to Brooklyn! Victoria met a tricky guy there, it was Close! The traitor who destroyed the last stronghold of the Brotherhood with the Templars!"
"Okay! I'll go now!"
A trace of anger flashed in Miles' eyes.
In 2000, the last Assassin's base was broken because of a traitor who was brainwashed by the Templars. His name was Close. Like Miles and Layla, the blood of the Assassin Master also flowed in his body, but he was attracted by the order of the Templars. Of course, more likely he was brainwashed.
That guy is already a lackey of the Templars.
He must be cleared, just tonight!
More than ten minutes later, Myers drove the "borrowed" car to Victoria's location, but what caught his eye was a corpse with his head chopped down, a delicate black hand axe still left on the guy's head.
Victoria was sitting next to this dead and silent square, bandaging her injured left arm.
She obviously had a hard battle. Judging from the few corpses lying at her feet, the assassin's League's killers might also want to get a hole, but they underestimated the strength of the demon hunter.
"You killed him?"
Close's head was slashed by an axe, but Miles still judged his identity from his clothes.
He turned his head to look at Victoria, whose veins bulged with veins because of drinking the potion, and she shook her head and said:
"He attacked me, it was very difficult, but it wasn't me who killed him, it was another guy you and Layla should have seen him."
"John Wick?"
Myers reached out and helped Victoria, who was weak, and he asked:
"Why did he do this? Why did he get involved in this?"
"He said he hasn't made up his mind yet."
Victoria retells John Wick's words:
"But he probably understood the grudge between the Brotherhood and the Templars. He said it was too irresistible to let the three of us face all this, so he would help us deal with Abstergo, but that doesn't mean he will join us."
"Okay, another awkward guy."
Miles helped Victoria into the car. While driving, he looked around with caution. He said:
"Lyra is dealing with the last pursuer of Abstergo, and the only ones left are the killers of the Assassin League. Can you still fight?"
"Give me 10 minutes and give me another bottle of white honey."
Victoria said:
"Let me relieve the toxins in my body, this little injury is nothing."
The girl turned her head and looked out the window, and she said softly:
"The master is watching us! We still have to continue fighting."
"Let the glory of the Brotherhood bloom in this darkness."
"Click"
Meilin closed the pocket watch in his hand, and he looked out the window. It was dark, and it was already 5 a.m.
His face was calm, but the expression of Talia beside him was ugly.
In the past five hours, the New York mainland hotel has lost more than 100 killers, and this number has been increasing over time.
Abstergo's mercenaries have been eliminated, and Merlin's three apprentices aimed the blade at the killers who dared to chase them. They were not even satisfied with a passive counterattack and occasionally took the initiative.
Just like three ghosts moving in the dark, with the combination of the power of the witch hunter and the assassin masters' assassin masters, the killers under Talia are no match for them at all.
This group of guys who worked hard for money were killed and even some timid guys rushed back to the mainland hotel. No one dared to attack the mainland hotel. This is the default rule of the East Coast killers.
"The game is aborted!"
Talia's teeth clenched, she said:
"You won!"
"No."
Merlin shook his head, holding his wine glass, looking at the night outside the window, he said:
"We must abide by the contract, which is a virtue that promises to end at 8 o'clock, and it must end at 8 o'clock."
He took a sip of wine and said to Talia:
"Pray to the poor killers under your command, and I hope they can survive until dawn."
"My apprentices did not disappoint me. They proved themselves in blood and death that they were able to undertake a greater mission. Just as the rekindled flames will never be extinguished by the cold wind."
“Reconstruction of the Brotherhood”
"here we go."
"Pooh!"
Talia spat viciously, and she said to Merlin:
"Your disciples are monsters like you!"
Talia's eyes turned, she reached out to put her hand on Merlin's shoulder, and she said softly:
"I'm really curious, where did you find these monsters? Do you mind sharing this secret?"
Chapter completed!