What's the worst thing in the world?

Suddenly three Heroic Spirits came to hold a banquet of the Three Kings at your house?

No, no...... That's just a prerequisite.

The worst thing is that you're about to mess with these three uninvited villains when someone suddenly ...... "I'm back!" ”

The eldest grandson Wu walked in from the door with a cigarette in his mouth and saw Bai Shuo opposite:

"Huh? Captain, your face is so ugly? What's wrong? ”

Bai Shuo lowered his head, stretched out his hand to cover his face, shook his head and muttered: "It's nothing, it's just that it's about to be broken......"

Iskander saw the eldest grandson Wu at the door, stretched out his hand and said, "Eldest grandson little brother!?" Why don't you come and drink? ”

"Bastard, get out." Gilgamesh was holding his glass, not even glancing his eyes to it.

First of all, he took a deep breath, and then Changsun Wu said with an innocent face: "I'm sorry, I entered the wrong door and disturbed." ”

Then he walked decisively towards the door.

"No need." Behind his back, Bai Shuo wiped the glass in his hand with a silk scarf and shook his head:

"It's just a ridiculous disguise to cover it up at this time, as an ally of the King of Conquest, if you can't show the bearing of a match, I'm afraid it will only make people laugh, right?"

"Oh, that waiter is not an ordinary person, do you want to come and drink?"

Iskandar shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "The eldest grandson is the one who has formed an alliance with me on behalf of this Assassin......"

The originally strange atmosphere in the hall suddenly burst into a murderous aura, and everyone's eyes converged on Changsun Wu, with scrutiny, curiosity, hostility, and anger...... Boom...... A crisp sound came from the table top at the front desk.

Bai Shuo put down the glass in his hand, and then slowly walked to Changsun Wu's side and patted him on the shoulder.

"Sorry, I look like I messed up?" Changsun Wu whispered apologetically.

"It's already at my doorstep, and then I'm going out. When did Team Hope become such a lost dog? ”

"Leave it to me here, and the hub will be yours."

Bai Shuo passed by him, and handed over the control hub of the entire Fetal Tibetan Enchantment to Changsun Wu to control; And he himself dragged a bench, sat down beside the round table of the great lama, untied the bow tie in front of his neck, and stretched out his palm to the king of conquest:

"Mr. Iskander, hello for the first meeting."

Three concentric circles of the spell appeared on his wrist, and with a fearless smile, Bai Shuo announced his identity: "I am the master of this assassin and the boss of Changsun Wu, just call me Bai Shuo." ”

Iskandar showed a surprised expression the moment he listened, and only after a long time did he burst into a burst of admiring laughter, clapping his hands, pointing at Bai Shuo and laughing: "See! This is the best assassin! The best is hidden around everyone! It's amazing! It's amazing! ”

An icy sword emerged from Gilgamesh's back, and with the cold light of the blade, it shot towards Bai Shuo, who was close at hand.

There was an arrogant murderous intent flashing in the beautiful red pupils: "Get out of here, mongrel, who allowed you to sit in front of me!" ”

In an instant, Changsun Wu's breathing stopped, and under his hands, the jasper-like beckoning frog was about to reverse. At this moment, he saw the look that came from the corner of Bai Shuo's eyes.

As if smiling, his palms paused, quietly waiting for the result.

The blades that were kept in the treasury by the hero King Gilgamesh have all had a great reputation and impressive achievements in history, and even the blades of dragons and gods.

Qixing's long sword is not confined to the style of ordinary swords, just the profound heritage left by time on it makes people can't help but admire it from the heart, and it is exquisite like a work of art...... But in Bai Shuo's hands, it was as fragile as a piece of porcelain.

The long sword that was about to pierce Bai Shuo's skull was caught between two fingers, and then it was as if it had been suppressed by a boulder, and it could not advance an inch.

With Bai Shuo's will, the surging flow of light merged into the white jade phalanx bone under the enchantment of his right hand, and then an incredible force emanated from between his five fingers. Under the folded palm, the sword slowly twisted and shattered, and finally turned into crumbling pieces of iron that flew in all directions, one of which was nailed to the top of the table.

In the shadow behind Bai Shuo, a viscous darkness slowly rose up, and after the silhouette of a human being, a long black weight hung abnormally behind it, like a long box with a vague outline.

The Heroic Spirit: The Assassin raised his head, and on it, a pale mask was grinning sluggishly.

One of the several doppelgangers temporarily condensed by Liang Chengcheng, the Texas Chainsaw Massacre, participate!

"Oh, that's an amazing martial art......"

Iskandar did not skimp on his appreciation, clapped his hands and said to Gilgamesh: "The feast of kings, there is just a lack of a few spectators, why don't you let them taste it?" ”

"How can a mere mongrel understand the way of a king?" Gilgamesh looked up at the assassin behind Bai Shuo with disdain, and his red eyes were full of anger: "Besides, this damn reptile makes me quite angry......"

The most noble and ancient king was unforgivable for an assassin who would only hide in the shadows and tremble, and it was unforgivable...... "This is a banquet to prove his royal ways." Iskandar threw a cup to Bai Shuo and said, "If there is no audience, it will be too boring!" ”

"The voice of the king should be heard by everyone, even if it is an enemy, let him understand your demeanor."

Iskandar raised his glass and said to Bai Shuo, "You're welcome, great listener, cheers." ”

The Assassin Heroic Spirit behind Bai Shuo slowly disappeared in place, and Bai Shuo also 'arrogantly' picked up his wine glass and drank with the King of Conquest.

"This is the last question, is the way of the king lonely!?"

As Iskandar asked the last question, the feast of the Three Kings officially came to an end.

Gilgamesh sneered and drank in silence, as the most ancient king, no one could be more arrogant than him, and no one would stand taller than him.

Standing on a throne overlooking all the commoners, no one is qualified to share the worship of the people with him except Enkidu.

Iskandar turned his head to look at Saber, "So, knight king, tyrant, or wise lord, what is your answer?" ”

"Lone high? Is the way to be king just about that monotonous standard? ”

The Knight King asked rhetorically: "I once governed the country with twelve like-minded knights before the round table, and all of them were equal, and there was no high or low; But I have also been cold and merciless, looking down on the throne to praise or curse from all people, can such a thing as a lonely high be used to describe a king? ”

"No! Doesn't that mean you don't say anything? The king of conquest poured the last of the wine in the jar, drank it all, and said in a loud voice, "Let me tell you!" A true king......"

Boom!

Just as the King of Conquest opened his lips, a scream suddenly rang out, and the closest window to everyone shattered.

A second ago, in a blank room on a tall building outside the Hongzhou Banquet Hall, a grim-faced man stood in front of the window holding a black firearm.

Behind him was the stunned owner of the house, and at his feet was a long, open brown box with all the machinery removed and assembled into a black firearm.

Emiya Kiritsugu took a deep breath and brought his eyes to the front of the scope, glancing over his wife and Saber in the dining room, and finally fixing on the only weak human.

Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

With a loud bang, a 12.7x99mm large-caliber bullet erupted from the black muzzle, piercing through the icy urban jungle, and finally shattering the hard glass, subtly deflecting an angle that had already been calculated.

At that moment, Webb's eyes seemed to be able to see death coming.

The King of Conquest had just an angry expression, and the other people's faces were confused, and they had not yet reacted.

The sword drawn from the sheath swung sideways, but it didn't have time to cut through the bullets that had gone off the trajectory, inch by inch, the bullets were approaching Webb's head.

Finally, the back of the strange hand appeared in front of Webber's eyes, and the palm of the right hand pierced through the air and blocked Webber's eyes, and the five fingers were opened, allowing the bullet to pierce into the skin of the palm inch by inch.

In the slowdown time, all the sounds became blurry and chaotic, but the whistling of bullets still carried a chilling power. Even so, in the muffled sound, the palm of the hand did not take a step back.

In Bai Shuo's palm, a small enchantment flashed away - in the huge fetal Tibetan enchantment, anything that entered the Red State Banquet Pavilion had to be approved by Bai Shuo, even if it was a small bullet.

Countless turbulence and subtle forces completely consumed the huge kinetic energy, and finally, the fiery warhead fell into Bai Shuo's palm, making a soft sound.

After everyone's surprised eyes, Bai Shuo's clenched palm slowly moved to his wine glass, and then released his palm.

The heavy warhead fell into the wine with a very high temperature, causing a large amount of alcohol to evaporate, and the warhead that sank into the glass almost ignited the wine.

He kicked Weber's chair with a calm face, and then pressed his head under the table: "The killed must have the consciousness of the killed, don't stay where to wait for death, hide well." ”

After saying that, he tilted his head, his eyes following the traces of bullets, and after piercing through the long space, he saw only the windows of no one.

Sure enough, just as he had guessed, he had fled.

Emiya Kiritsugu...... A mocking smile appeared on his face, how could I let you kill Webber so easily?

The magic of the riot emanated from Iskandar's body, and black clouds swept through the sky, and traces of electric light appeared from the clouds.

The enraged King of Conquest has begun to summon his Noble Phantasm, the Wheel of Divine Might.

Bai Shuo sighed and turned his head to reassure the conquering king: "The attacker has fled from his position, and anger is useless at this moment. My advice is not to engage in the Holy Grail War in public, as it could have very bad consequences. ”

Out of the corner of the window, a figure flashed away, and Maiya Kuyu in disguise acted as an observer, and when he found that he didn't get any results, he decisively left the chaotic crowd.

Bai Shuo sneered silently, if you let you leave like this, it would be too much to take Liang Chengcheng seriously, right?

Behind her, the Assassin dissolved into a viscous black shadow, stealthily tracking his prey.

(To be continued)