Somewhere in Florence.

Prostitute Boss (I forgot what this guy is called...... After passing the reports of his young ladies, he waved them away, and then twisted his coquettish waist to the door of a room upstairs in the brothel.

"Knock Knock"

The head of the prostitute knocked on the door of the room.

"Who?" A young voice full of magnetism came from the door.

The head of the prostitute could hear all the vigilance of the man inside in her voice, and nodded in satisfaction, in her opinion, this little guy inside would be one of the mainstays of the Assassin group in the future.

She was ostensibly the head of the Florentine prostitutes, but secretly she was one of the members of the Assassin group that was fighting against the Templars.

"It's me." The head of the prostitute spoke softly, believing that the young man inside could make out her voice.

Sure enough, after a while, the closed door opened a slight crack from the inside.

Even if he heard his own voice, he was not careless, and the prostitute leader was more and more satisfied with him, worthy of being the descendant of the legendary master.

"Paula (well, I found her name again...... ）？ Although it was a questioning tone, it was obvious that the people inside had already determined her identity.

The door opened, and a handsome young man of moderate stature wearing a white assassin's suit appeared in the doorway.

"What's wrong?" Although the identity has been determined, but the young man did not relax in the slightest, who knows if the prostitute leader in front of him will be bribed, you must know that the room behind him has his only two remaining relatives, he has killed his father and brother because of a mistake in believing in others, so this time he does not dare to be the slightest paralyzed.

"Essio ......," Paula, the leader of the prostitutes, looked at the male protagonist of the work with appreciation, "and some news came back from the people working outside. ”

Speaking of which, Paula, the leader of the prostitutes, also habitually looked around, and was relieved to make sure that no one was paying attention to this side.

Even in his own turf, he is so careful, and he really deserves to be an excellent assassin.

"The staff outside......" Essio raised his eyebrows, of course he knew that Paula was talking about those prostitutes, and those prostitutes were quite good at listening to news.

"Come in and talk about it."

Walking into the room, the two women inside also greeted the head of the prostitute.

"How's it going out there?"

Essio is very annoyed now, a few family members died just a few days ago, Lao Tzu and his brother are dead, and now they are wanted in the whole of Florence, it is strange if they are not annoying.

"The wind has subsided a bit," Paula sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Essio with a smile, "but there is still something to be done if you want to get out safely." ”

"What's the matter?" Elsio wondered.

"Bribes." The head of the prostitute chuckled.

"Bribe...... Essio is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart, and of course he understands what the prostitute leader means.

In this era when information and communication are not very developed, what is wanted like this is basically like that. There are three ways to reduce your hatred in the game: bribing a herald, tearing up a wanted post, and assassinating a corrupt official. Now it's the reality of shijie, of course, it is impossible to assassinate corrupt officials, it is estimated that this will not only not make you safe, but will become more noticeable. And this kind of thing is not like the wanted post, which is stuck in all kinds of dangers that normal people can't see in eight lifetimes, so you use superb means to climb the wall to tear it off. So the only normal way to do that is to bribe the heralds.

As for the issue of wanted warrants...... In this era of cheating, who can understand the abstract paintings that you count on ~ coquettishly? As for oil paintings? Those painters just don't waste so much time drawing a wanted poster if they are idle and have nothing to do......

"I'll go." Essio rose from his seat.

"......" Paula nodded and acquiesced, there was really no one else to do this at this time, and if she let her subordinates do it, Paula's identity would be exposed, which would be a bit more than worth the loss.

Moreover, the prostitute leader also believed in Essio's skills, and it was no problem to escape.

However, just as Essio was packing up his equipment and preparing to leave, Paula, who walked out of the room, got another piece of news from the prostitutes under her command.

With a roll of his eyes, the prostitute's mind kept thinking about whether it was right or not.

The prostitute turned around and went back to discuss with Aisiou, but after inquiring, she found that after a while, Aiseo's children's shoes had already run out, and as for the way to get out, it was natural to jump out of the window......

Shaking her head helplessly, the prostitute head returned to the place where he came from, and asked the prostitute who had reported the incident to bring the other party over.

As for the 'other party', it is naturally our Wang Mingtong shoes.

When he stepped into this beautifully decorated brothel for the first time, Wang Mingtong was not thinking about how to convince the scheming old fritter prostitute leader Paula for a while, but excitedly cheered loudly in his heart, "We are also the people who have visited the kiln......

If the prostitute leader hears Wang Ming's current heart, I don't know if he will be speechless and throw him out......

"Hello, Miss Paula." At the first glance of this glamorous prostitute leader, Wang Ming's eyes lit up, he was worthy of being one of the members of the assassin group who had been exercising all year round, and that figure was really not ordinarily good. It's a pity that she's a prostitute......

His heart was spinning, but Wang Ming didn't show anything on his face, but greeted the prostitute leader with a smile. After the transformation of the main god, the proficient and fluent foreign language made the prostitute leader's eyes light up.

"Oh." The prostitute's eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at the young man in front of her carefully.

Black hair, yellowish skin, a face with a typical oriental handsome and elegant temperament, and a slightly thinner body shape than Westerners...... Although he didn't speak, the prostitute leader already believed in the other party's origin a little in his heart.

At least...... There is no doubt that it comes from the East.

"Mr. Wang Ming? Really? Smiling slightly, the prostitute leader pointed to the chair next to her, "Sit down." ”

Wang Ming did it unceremoniously, and then turned his head to look at the prostitute leader, waiting for her next step.

"Mr. Wang Ming is here ...... us," the prostitute leader glanced around in makeup, and then said the second half of the sentence with a smile, "Is there any special need?" ”

Special needs?

Wang Ming was stunned for a moment, and then understood that the meaning of the prostitute leader should be similar to the 'special service' in the 21st century.

With a wry smile, Wang Ming shook his head: "Sister Paula, don't laugh at me, where do I dare to play with you?" Maybe someone sold it in the middle of the night, and I don't know. ”

"Well, for us businessmen, the customer is God."

The prostitute leader was still smiling, although he said so, but in his heart he was already a goo, and he secretly exerted force in his hands, ready to leave Wang Ming at any time.

"It seems that Sister Paula still doesn't believe me," Wang Ming knocked on the benefit and showed a hint of helplessness, then took out something from his pocket, and flicked it towards the prostitute leader with two fingers.

The prostitute leader was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to catch the object.

When she opened her palm, a silver badge appeared in her eyes.

"It's ......," the look of surprise flashed in the prostitute's head's eyes.

Wang Ming smiled at the corner of his mouth, and sat leisurely in his position dangling his legs.

In fact, at this time, his heart was also very nervous, he was not sure whether the badge he gave the other party was useless, so don't look at him now on the surface of the leisurely, it seems to have eaten the other party, in fact, the body is also secretly exerting force, his right hand is only a few centimeters away from the machete wrapped in linen behind him, once the situation is not right, he can pull out the machete in the linen cloth at the first time and kill the other party on the spot.

Of course, he would not do that unless he had to, because if he did, then he would be on the opposite side of the terrorist organization of the Assassin Group, and the result would be painful to think about.