The assassin disguised as an attendant slowly turned his head as he looked at the uninvited guest who had suddenly appeared behind him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The man looked to be about 1.8 meters tall, with a slight bulge of muscles wrapped under the white robe.

He wears a slightly odd hood on his head, and the forehead, which is the front of the hood, protrudes slightly.

On his left arm was a strange-looking, armour-like thing tied to his forearm.

Several leather straps were wrapped around the chest of the white robe, and several throwing knives hidden in sheaths hung from the man's waist.

At the sight of the white-robed man, the Assassin suddenly felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

"Who are you?" In a panic, the Assassin asked a very stupid question.

The white-robed man ignored him, his hands relaxed and opened, and then slowly paced around the Assassin.

Slightly nervous, the Assassin took a step back, only to realize that the screams behind him were gone.

Turning his head slightly and glancing back, the assassin noticed that Lisa, who was still hiding in the sofa and curled up in a ball, was now gone, and presumably ran into the bedroom while he was observing the white-robed man.

In the short two seconds that the assassin tilted his head slightly and thought, the white-robed man leaned down and suddenly rushed forward.

Before he could turn back, the assassin felt a sharp murderous aura approaching him, and he pressed his toes to lie back, and just as he was falling down, a blade glittering with cold light grazed his cheek, bringing up a blood sparkle.

When the white-robed man saw the assassin leaning back, his left arm, which had already been swung out, slammed down hard.

Feeling a sudden pain in his abdomen, the Assassin was smashed to the floor by this massive force.

The white-robed man leaned down, and a sharp blade burst out from the inner wrist of the arm armor he was wearing on his left glove.

With a vigorous wave of his hand, the blade stabbed the assassin's neck, and at that moment, the assassin raised his right hand and struck the white-robed man's neck.

The white-robed man with a wound to his throat let out a muffled grunt, and the movement of his sudden stab slowed down.

Seizing this opportunity, the Assassin attacked the white-robed man's chest and abdomen and his face one after another, finally knocking him back a few steps, and the Assassin himself hurriedly stood up.

"Who the hell is this guy? With such skillful attack skills, could it be ......" Without thinking too much, the assassin clenched his short knife and rushed forward, if it was about attack skills, he was confident that he would definitely not lose to this white-robed man.

Putting away the Hidden Blade in his left hand, the white-robed man reached behind his back with his right hand and pulled out a short knife, this short knife with exquisite patterns looked quite sharp, and the cold light flickering on it even hurt the skin of the assassin who stabbed it slightly.

The moment the short knives met, the Assassin's left hand stabbed the white-robed man in the abdomen, but the white-robed man was not slow, he first slapped the assassin's attack with his right hand, and at the same time raised his left foot and kicked the assassin's knee fiercely.

The body retreated like a spiritual snake, and before the assassin who had just dodged the attack of the white-robed man could catch his breath, he noticed that a little cold light was approaching him.

The knife slashed across the Assassin's chest, cutting a large hole in the waistcoat he had ripped from the waiter he had killed, revealing a shallow scar and blood slowly oozing out.

Realizing that he had slightly lost to the white-robed man in the fight just now, a look of anger rose on the assassin's face.

With a hook of his left foot, he kicked the stool at the white-robed man, and at the same time he himself rushed forward, facing the stool smashed at him, the white-robed man did not recklessly reach out to block, but instead dodged the attack to the side of the side, and at the same time the short knife of his right hand stabbed the assassin in the side.

Reaching out to open the attack of the white-robed man, the assassin raised his leg and kicked the white-robed man in the face, the white-robed man bowed his head slightly, and at the same time, his left hand was raised upward, and the hidden hidden blade spat out a cold light that instantly pierced the assassin's calf.

Putting away the Hidden Blade, which still had a trace of blood, the white-robed man clenched the short knife in his hand and stabbed him in the chest while the assassin was stiff from the wound.

Unexpectedly, the assassin actually fell backwards at this time, causing the white-robed man's short knife to just add another hole to his clothes, but it did not bring him substantial trauma.

With his backhand clenched and stabbed the white-robed man in the chest, who was defenseless from attacking him, the assassin thought with a little relaxation: "That's it, this guy dares to hurt me, and he will pay the price with his life!" ”

However, in this seemingly unavoidable situation, the white-robed man forcibly moved his body sideways for some distance, causing the broken knife stabbed into his chest to graze his raised arm, and the white-robed man's hidden blade pierced the throat of the fallen assassin on the ground.

Drawing his Hidden Blade, the white-robed man stood up, looked at the Assassin, who was about to die in a semi-conscious state due to excessive blood loss, and said, "A battle full of anger will not be won, and the Assassin must always remain calm." ”

Looking at the white-robed man who was fading in his vision, and the red ribbon that fluttered slightly, the last thought crossed the Assassin's mind.

"Ahhh......h Can't compare to ......."

A few people who had already entered the bookstore were looking around for books that could help the current situation.

Standing on the side, there was a single one looking at the books on the shelf in front of him, Ye Heren whispered to himself with some worry: "Anyway, is there a problem with that guy with Iron Fist...... He seems to have been injured in the battle yesterday, and I don't think I saw him healed yet......"

Meiqi, who was standing behind him and heard his voice, turned her head, then showed a mysterious smile and said, "Don't worry, don't worry!" I've even made a second preparation! ”

Frowning and thinking for a few seconds, Ye Heren asked with some surprise, "Do you want to say that you summoned another character from the book to come out?" But if the attacker can defeat Iron Fist, will the character you summoned be effective? ”

Holding the books in his hand together and holding them to his chest, Meiqi said with a smile: "Don't worry, this person's strength is super strong." ”

His gaze gradually slipped from Meiqi's face, and after glancing at the title of the book on her chest, Ye Heren pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "No, could it be him?" ”

The title of the book on Majestic Woman's chest was Assassin's Creed: Secret Holy War.