Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

Chapter 377 Actions of all parties | Mission: Impossible: The Final Weapon (7)

Montreal, in a manor.

A man in retro clothes was enjoying afternoon tea. Next to him, a huge man was standing solemnly. He stood aside thoughtfully to prevent his huge shadow from blocking the sunlight of the person in front of him.

"you failed."

Otto II said softly.

Kasinov's dead face twitched, as if he wanted to express guilt. Unfortunately, his face is just a decoration now, and he can only pull it in an exaggerated way. The subtle changes in expression no longer apply to him: "Yes Yeah, Assassin Six is ​​tricky.”

"He is the most terrifying enemy I have ever seen..." Otto II slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, "I thought that I would not be defeated by anyone now, but... how could I forget... …The distinctive scarlet mask…”

"It's been 9 years... Time will also wear away the memory, or..."

Seeing that Otto II was deep in thought, Kasinov did not dare to speak, but listened respectfully.

Otto II's memory comes from Otto Berg's true identity. Nine years ago, Assassin Six, who almost overturned the High Table with the Night Stalker, actually forgot his distinctive features... This is very strange. Something is wrong.

and many more……

Have these memories disappeared, or...

Covered? !

"Impossible... wait..." Otto's face showed a solemn expression, "Time and Space Wanderer..."

"Could it be..."

"Kasinov!"

"Yes, Lord Otto." Kasinov immediately stood at attention and responded.

"Inform those losers in Little Rock to make a prototype for me within three days. Otto said with an ugly face, "Assassin Six is ​​a threat... My plan must be accelerated. "

"And you... Kasinov, your team has prepared a gift for you, go and get it." Otto looked at Kassinov with a cold look, "You keep saying that Assassin Six will pay the price. And I gave you a chance...I hope you won't let me down next time."

"Yes." Kasinov lowered his huge head.

"May the Father of Insight guide us. Now, do what you should do." Otto turned around and picked up the black tea on the table and whispered.

"May the Father of Insight guide us," Kasinov repeated in a low voice, then turned and left.

"Snapped!"

The tea cup was smashed to the ground by Otto II, and the black tea splashed all over the floor.

"Super strength, super speed, body of steel, freezing ray, indestructible blade... and the ability to travel through time and space." Otto's face was ashen, and in his mind was the figure wearing the scarlet mask, "Assassin No. 6...you are simply my natural enemy..."

"I will definitely kill you!"

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Kasinov did not hear what Otto said. After accepting the mission issued by the Order, he sped up and left the Berg Manor. At this moment, he just wanted to figure out what happened to him.

All data related to himself before undergoing the transformation into a living body were cleared, and the "Mechanical Ascension Project" that his team was responsible for only retained the experimental data after the transformation.

For the mission in Little Rock, he would definitely have to go there, but before that, there was still some time, and Kasinov was planning to go to New York.

Nine years ago, before he was transformed, a legendary killer codenamed "Night Stalker" once single-handedly killed a certain mafia family.

And the surname of that family is exactly what Assassin mentioned in No. 6...

Talosov family.

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The Vatican City, located on the highlands in the northwest corner of Rome, Italy, is the smallest country in the world and belongs to successive popes.

This can be said to be a holy place for Catholics.

Of course, this place is also a place frequented by countless agents, killers and mafia, maybe to bring some comfort to their bloody life, or maybe just for the mission.

Fortunately, the Vatican is still peaceful today, the weather is also very good, the bright sunshine shines in the inner garden, and the fragrance of grass and flowers is extremely refreshing.

On the bench, a dignified lady was admiring the beautiful scenery. The sound of slight footsteps came from the side, and the lady turned around and looked at the person.

He was wearing a black trench coat that was already a little worn out. He had long hair tied back and was slightly white at the roots. His scarlet mask looked like an evil ghost with only one eye socket.

What's inconsistent is that this guy, who doesn't look like a good guy at first glance, is holding a withered purple flower in his hand, which doesn't look right.

Perhaps friends who have worked in a flower shop can easily identify the variety of this flower. Its name is "Forget-Me-Not".

"If I don't contact you, have you forgotten your old friend?" A smile appeared on the lady's face and she waved to the fierce guy. "I don't have your elusive ability, so I can only send things to Yan Kingdom... You know, the logistics here in the West are really worse than Yan Kingdom."

"The flowers you sent made me laugh at me for a long time..." The fierce man slowly took off the mask on his face: "After being a gossip for so many years, you are not afraid of any scandals."

"Ms. Dantonio."

"No one can talk about me." Jaina chuckled and shook her head, "Mr. Blood Dragon."

"So, why did Her Majesty, the underground female pope in the dark world of Rome, suddenly think of coming to see me?" Blood Dragon gave an unattractive smile, "We haven't seen each other for many years. It's already good that the Templar Order didn't give you any trouble. ,Miss."

"I openly chose to surrender and did a lot of dirty work for them... It's not easy to gain the trust of those guys, Blood Dragon." Jaina put away her smile at this time and said with some seriousness, "Saint The Order of the Templars seems to be trying to create an energy device similar to the Koh-i-Noor diamond... in Little Rock."

"I don't know the specific content of that experimental project, but they are in charge of the output of that project..."

"It's called 'The Final Weapon'."

"..."

The blood dragon's face showed no surprise, and was even extremely calm.

"..."

Jaina looked at the expressionless blood dragon with a puzzled expression.

"The power of that thing can destroy an entire continent, but the energy supply is a big problem." Blood Dragon sighed and said solemnly, "This is no longer consistent with the time I know... Is it the butterfly effect? …”

"Thank you for the reminder, Ms. Dantonio."

"...You're not the Chen Yan I know, are you." Jaina looked at the blood dragon blankly, and then said something for no reason.

"..."

The blood dragon's face froze.

"Forget it... Think about it carefully, I have seen a lot of outrageous things over the years." Gianna smiled with relief, "When he comes back, remember to let him come to Rome when he has time."

"How did you..." Xuelong asked in confusion.

"The difference between you is not just in appearance... but also in personality." Jaina shook her head, slowly stood up and looked at the nearby flowers. "The Mr. Blood Dragon I know only called me Ms. Dantonio when he first met me..."

"We became friends as early as 9 years ago..."

"He called me Miss Gianna."