Chapter three hundred and eighty first scribbled commission
“Continue to lead the way.”
Ronald pointed to the building in front of him with a cold face.
Faced with this situation, the assassin could only smile reluctantly and continue to lead the way.
Because there was a regular assassin who was leading the way in front, the guards outside the Black Fist field did not stop Ronald and the others.
Go directly into the building and walk through the two rooms.
Inside a house that looked like a warehouse, the assassin skillfully opened the door of a stand-alone cabinet to reveal the hidden stairs.
"Sir, this is the passage to the following arena."
“…”
Ronald nodded silently and signaled the assassination to continue leading the way.
In fact, when he came here, his keen hearing could already detect the noise coming from below, similar to "kill him!" Don't ask this guy to get up! "Tight his butt, stand up and continue to beat him!"
I put a heavy bet on you, continue!' It's one after another.
Without even seeing it with your own eyes, Ronald could figure out what these people were enjoying.
Maybe it was because I had drilled underground too many times in this world.
Walking along the passage, Ronald came to the stadium without any disturbances in his heart.
This is a rather humble boxing ring.
In the middle of a square site surrounded by wooden boards, a layer of yellow sand was covered with the ground, and two black fist fighters were fighting each other with their lives.
Just take what Ronald saw.
One of the two had his chin loosened, and the other had obvious abnormal bends on his arm, both of which were very serious and needed timely treatment.
However, whether it is the boxer who is red-eyed or the audience who is almost crazy because of the game.
At this moment, they had no intention of stopping the game.
"Tsk..."
His eyes quickly retracted from the boxing match, but Ronald shook his head.
This kind of competition does not actually require killing people, but is determined by the fact that one side is completely knocked down and cannot get up. But after this battle, the contestants may not be much better in the second half of their lives.
Follow the assassination to continue deeper.
The two walked through a small door covered with a curtain, and this time someone finally stopped them.
Just behind the curtain, a strong man stopped Ronald and the others, with a very alert expression.
"Flying Knife, why did you bring someone here?"
"Don't you know the rules?"
“…”
The assassin's expression stagnated.
Then just before the assassination thought about a response.
Ronald instantly passed behind him, and before the guard could react, he clamped the other person's neck with one hand, and then pressed the other person's body against the wall.
"Well......"
Ronald was too fast.
So much so that the guards could not even speak out a word while they reacted.
The skin on his face began to become congested, and he squeezed Ronald tightly with both hands to hold his left hand. As the person who guarded this place, the guard immediately raised his legs and kicked Ronald's lower body.
However, before he could do half of his movements, his raised foot fell softly.
As soon as the whole person was pulled down, there was no movement in the blink of an eye.
Seeing Ronald subduing the guards in an instant, the assassin who was still standing still in the same place reacted and asked with a look of fear:
"First... sir?"
Ronald let go of the guard who had been robbed of his thinking ability by the power of "fury", and then turned his head to look deeper:
“Continue to lead the way.”
“…”
The assassin, code-named "Flying Knife", was originally subdued by Ronald.
Seeing that the guard who was not his opponent was also instantly defeated by the opponent, he could not have the idea of resisting at all.
Isn't this a book?
As he had guessed in his heart, the assassin's pace of leading the way was much lighter than before.
This is not too long.
After turning twice, their range of movement did not even break away from the building area on the ground, Ronald saw the assassin's intermediary.
This is an old man wearing a white shirt and a small vest.
Sitting in a small room like a ticket window at the train station, I kept looking through my hands at some books or letters.
For this kind of scene, Ronald summoned the original text of "Divine Comedy" without any hesitation.
“Its name is Stix,
The black water flowed downwards, flowing to the foot of the dim and steep cliff.
....”
In an instant, the extremely powerful black fog of "fury" power enveloped the entire basement. Without Ronald himself, the escape secret passage behind the intermediary was cut off by the black fog of hell.
“…”
The enemy suddenly attacked, and the killers and staff who were originally here naturally responded. However, when they prepared the technique, they saw the "Divine Comedy" in Ronald's hand, all the actions were silently retracted.
.
Just a few breaths.
There were only swaying lights in the basement, and everyone was waiting for Ronald's reaction.
At this moment, the impact of the original holder's identity is undoubtedly revealed.
Keeping silent and indifferent on his face, Ronald slowly walked to the intermediary. The person who was originally sitting there immediately stood up in awe and let Ronald sit down without any obstacles.
"That flying knife just received the task of assassinating me from you."
"Take out the task files."
“…”
After hearing Ronald's inquiry, the old man was much more straightforward than before the assassination.
Immediately bent down and started rummaging through my workbench, the old intermediary took out a commission document in just a few seconds.
He even added:
"The flying knife received the commission less than ten minutes before receiving the mission, and the news on our side is on it."
This situation...
Shouldn’t you resist with a tough attitude and then show your professional qualities?
Faced with the reaction of the intermediary to cooperate with him.
Ronald thought about it, but finally accepted the reality speechlessly.
After taking the document handed over by the other party, the information on it was clear at a glance.
This is a very hasty expedited commission, and the opportunity to assassinate the target is limited to tonight. Especially in the assassination target column, the other party did not even mention Ronald's name, but probably mentioned that he was handsome, and
Simple appearance characteristics of blonde gray eyes.
I see......
Seeing this, Ronald couldn't help but smile bitterly.
No wonder there are assassins of the Flying Knife who come to ambush themselves. After coming to the intermediary, the other party immediately began to cooperate with him honestly as soon as he saw his appearance.
Feelings are such a kind of commission!
The expedited, limited to tonight, is very little information about the client and the assassination target.
I don't even know it was Ronald!
So when Ronald looked at the submissive intermediary, he couldn't help but ask:
"Are you so casual when you accept tasks?"
The intermediary also shook his head with a wry smile: