In the quiet and deep black secret room, the old man sat on his soft and comfortable recliner, squinting at the screen displayed by the monitoring probe in front of him.

Twenty cameras monitored Liu Mengchao in all directions, and I saw the old man stretching out his left hand and slowly rotating the ruby ring ring he was wearing, and the corners of his mouth raised contemptuously.

"Liu Mengchao...... You can't find mine. ”

The old man said, slowly leaning back, his gray hair scattered on the top of the back of the chair, only to see him squinting his cloudy old eyes slightly, staring at the screen in front of him.

"And now...... You're going to die. ”

In the picture, Liu Mengchao stopped at the corner of the street picking up black dahlias, and a figure in a white robe rushed out of the flower shop, and the petals were scattered all over the ground.

As soon as the picture turned, Liu Mengchao walked past the kissing couple. The two lovers suddenly separated, they twisted their faces, and stabbed at Liu Mengchao beside them with a sinister smile. In the hands of the lovers, a thin steel wire, like a green silk spouting in the sun, can divide a person into two sections in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, Liu Mengchao smiled and touched the head of the child carrying the schoolbag. The child raised his head happily, and his innocent eyes were like stars in the sky. He smiled, and the bag he was carrying rang out.

Rumble!

What's hidden in the bag isn't necessarily a book, it could be a bomb.

Liu Mengchao looked at the triumphal arch, Liu Mengchao was in the Colosseum, and Liu Mengchao was in the temple.

Every time Liu Mengchao pauses and takes a new step, he can be clearly seen by this old man. And in every place, the assassins who are ready to assassinate Liu Mengchao have already been arranged. Assassination was not the preserve of the Assassins.

Because this is one of the two oldest professions in the world, this profession may need to be cultivated, but it will definitely not be occupied by people alone.

The old man smiled and shook his head, picking up the red wine glass on the cold and hard table, the wine swaying slowly in the transparent wall, and drinking it against his shriveled lips.

And then......

"Smack!"

The screen went black suddenly.

A pale skull appeared in the center of twenty screens. No, it's not accurate to say that, it should be that there is a part of the skull on each screen, and these white points of light are put together into a complete part at most.

A skull with dark circles under its eyes and a piece of scarlet candy paper biting into the corner of its mouth.

"You've been tricked, old man."

The skull's toothless mouth opened and clicked as a line of words slowly appeared below the screen.

"Not good!"

The old man stood up suddenly, and the edge of the white robe directly brought down the bench behind him, at this moment. A loud bang rang out from behind the giant door behind the old man.

He turned sharply, his cloudy old eyes seemed to be able to see through the hard, thick wooden door and see what was hidden behind it.

"I borrowed the power of technology, but you discovered it after I got to the end...... Liu Mengchao? ”

The old man slowly turned the red gem he wore on the ring finger of his right hand with his left hand, leaned back in the chair, looked indifferently at the wooden door that seemed to be able to speak, and smiled.

No one answered the old man's words, only the wooden door stood lonely and pitiful in front of the old man.

On the other side of the wooden door, there is a long, narrow and slender walkway. The ground is covered with small gravel that has been left behind by the excavation here.

Liu Mengchao is at the end of this trail. Above him was Piazza Venezia, and in front of him was a narrow and slender road. Liu Mengchao walked very slowly, as if he still hadn't recovered from his trip to Rome. His eyes did not let go of even a small pebble under his feet, as if these stones contained secrets from thousands of years ago.

Liu Mengchao's light steps are just that for those who stand in front of Liu Mengchao, it is not a simple journey. They were all dressed in white robes, their hands wrapped in their sleeves.

"Please let me go, it's too narrow here. I'm afraid to bump into you. ”

Liu Mengchao said with a smile.

Then these white-robed people bowed slightly, walked forward, and walked to Liu Mengchao's side.

Body shape. Skyrocket!

For a moment, Liu Mengchao only felt that there was a white light in front of him, and he couldn't see any other colors otherwise. I saw Liu Mengchao short, watching the long knife slide past his chest, and then poking out his left hand.

Raise your wrist slightly, only to hear a soft sound.

A red plum blossomed on top of the snowflakes.

Liu Mengchao didn't hear the exclamation in his ears, as if these people in white robes had already forgotten their lives and the fact that they were once alone.

There were more and more of them, completely blocking this little passage.

At the other end of the passage is the other side that Liu Mengchao wants to reach. Inside the passage, there is no sunlight all year round, only boundless shadows are spreading everywhere.

Liu Mengchao smiled and slowly squatted down.

The soil is good and suitable for growing flowers.

Liu Mengchao suddenly remembered such a sentence in his heart, and he walked forward with a smile. The wrist was raised lightly, and the Hidden Blade sighed lightly, taking away a trace of temperature, leaving a blood-red plum blossom on the white robe.

The plum blossoms are very small, and they bloom dotted on the white run.

There are a lot of plum blossoms, and the stars are densely paved with the road in front of Liu Mengchao.

The plum blossoms are very fragrant, a smell mixed with blood and rust, and after colliding with the soil that has been sleeping for thousands of years, it finally takes root and sprouts, and Zan releases her unique fragrance.

Liu Mengchao smiled and walked forward, and when he reached the end, he subconsciously turned back.

The crowded roads were long gone, and groups of people lay in the dry and old passages, their white robes like snowflakes falling on a clear winter day.

These snowflakes are lonely and lonely in this uninhabited passage, because they are so pitiful. Therefore, the red plum blossoms quietly bloomed around the snowflakes, and the dotted plum blossoms did not rely on the ink-colored branches, and opened indifferently in this small space.

Liu Mengchao squinted and looked at his feet. The ground, which was supposed to be coffee-colored, began to slowly change color. It was as if a gust of wind blew off the red petals on the branches. These petals fluttered and fell from the branches, laying on the ground in layers, spreading little by little towards Liu Mengchao's feet.

Liu Mengchao raised his toes slightly, looked at the red stained on the edge of his shoes, and turned around with a smile.

"You...... It shouldn't be here. A man's voice rang out behind Liu Mengchao, "I admit that your fighting ability is beyond our imagination. ”

Liu Mengchao turned around slowly and looked in the direction of the sound.

It was a man with a beard on his chin and a beard on his lips. His eyes narrowed slightly, letting his brown curls block his surroundings, and the light did not shine through these eyes.

It was the light of hunger, and the man looked like a lion, and when the lion was hungry, he would only want to do one thing.

Homicide.

That's all.

"Vito? Corleone? ”

The corners of Liu Mengchao's mouth curled slightly, and then he laughed.

"That's just a fake name, my real name is Caesar? Borgia. ”

The lion-like man smiled, his eyes were sincere, he looked like an amiable friend, and his words were gentle, and there was not the slightest irritation or indignation in his voice.

Just don't look at his hands.

Because in these hands he holds a gun. A silver pistol with the muzzle aimed at Liu Mengchao's chest.

"The former Master Assassin Ezio assassinated my ancestor, my namesake Caesar? Borgia. Now his heir is standing in front of me again, but fate seems to have played a joke...... "Caesar? Borgia slowly pulled up the safety and listened to the beautiful click of the silver gun in his hand, "Now, it's my turn to take revenge." ”

"The gun is beautiful, what's the name?"

Liu Mengchao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a smile as he looked at the silver-white pistol that reflected the blood light in this passage.

"The only firearm that can be used in the city of Rome: 'The Pure Wheel Dance'." (To be continued......)

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