The textile factory was bustling with people, and killers disguised as workers helped out when they weren't on duty.

Countless threads are suspended vertically from the ceiling, made into cloth by a textile machine that works non-stop, walks off the line from the other end, and is finally fed onto a cart and directly into the warehouse.

Lin Cheng didn't know exactly where the cloth would be shipped, but it was clear that as a disguise for the Assassins' Alliance, the textile factory was indeed generating a steady stream of income for the Assassins' Alliance.

But...... How can this kind of normal work come as fast as eating human blood steamed buns?

The fox led him all the way through the factory floor, past the workers' cafeteria, to a room in the corner of the fifth floor.

This is probably a factory office building, but instead of an office, this room is a large circular room, surrounded by ceiling-high bookshelves, and countless books are neatly arranged on the shelves.

Lin Cheng knew in his heart that this was the record of all the killer actions in the more than 400 years since the establishment of the Assassin Alliance, and the Loom of Fate was in another room next to this room.

Although he is not yet qualified to meet with the Destiny Loom, soon, not long after, a guy named Wesley Gibson will break in and burn the Destiny Loom to ashes with gasoline and a lighter.

At the edge of the huge table in the center of the library sat an elderly black man in a smart suit.

Some sparse short white hair, neatly trimmed short beards, and a little age spots on the face, but not like the vanity that the old people usually have.

The old man looked at the fox who broke into the library in silence, and the young Asian man who followed the fox and walked in the same way, Lin Cheng was also vigilantly looking at the old guy in front of him who was somewhat similar to Morgan Freeman......

Sloan, the leader of the Assassin League, a group of killers and the leader of the Loom of Destiny, extracts the code from the cloth, and the killers perform assassination missions based on the code-resolved name until his name appears on the Loom of Destiny.

The first meeting with Lin Cheng, Sloan did not show a false welcome, but slowly left the chair and came to Lin Cheng and the fox, he looked at Lin Cheng who was following the fox, and after a moment of silence, he slowly spoke.

"Since you're here, does that mean you agreed?"

On the way here, Lin Cheng thought about it carefully.

He didn't have the innate ability of Gibson and his son to boost their hearts and promote adrenaline, so if he wanted to earn a place in the League of Assassins, he had to maintain a master assassin.

Only in this way can he win the right to speak and autonomy here, instead of generating income for factory helpers in his spare time like those killers outside.

"The fox said you could give me better resources."

Hearing Lin Cheng's answer, Sloane's dark but serious face suddenly appeared with a smile.

"Interesting, then you need to win it all for yourself - butcher, gunsmith, repairman, come and meet our new friends."

As he spoke, Sloane slowly raised his hands and patted them gently, but from behind the few bookshelves around him, a few people walked out inexplicably.

They were a fat white man in a slaughterhouse uniform and a rubber apron codenamed "The Butcher", a sturdy black man codenamed "Gunsmith", and a thin white man in a fancy jacket codenamed "The Repairman", all of whom were masters of the League of Assassins.

Although the "butcher" is very fat, the fat of his body can allow him to bear a lot of damage, and he did not even die after receiving Wesley's bullet with his face, which is simply a blood cow among blood cows.

At the same time, the butcher is also a killer who is proficient in cold weapons, no matter what kind of cold weapons he is, he can become a lethal weapon in his hands.

The "Gunsmith" is a black man, the strongest firearms expert in the League of Assassins, and can be played with in his hands regardless of any kind of firearm, and is responsible for providing gun tuning and modification for everyone in the League of Assassins.

But judging by his physique, he looks like a bodyguard more than a gunsmith.

And then there's the lewd white man "Repairman", who is a repair expert, but he doesn't repair machines, but people, and as an intelligence specialist for the Assassin League, the Repairman is good at getting captives to speak, and also trains the killers in their counter-torture skills.

Coupled with the woman "Fox" who came all the way with her, the top killers of the entire Assassin League gathered together just to welcome themselves....... Lin Cheng suddenly felt a sense of being valued.

However, the feeling of being valued by a group of top killers is indeed not something that ordinary people can bear.

"That new guy is him...... Hmph, thin and weak. ”

The butcher's gaze wandered on Lin Cheng for a moment, but he snorted very contemptuously, as if it was because he couldn't see the muscular mass like a gunsmith from Lin Cheng, so he thought that Lin Cheng in front of him was just an ordinary person with no combat power at all.

"You're the new [Lego Cold-Blooded Murderer] in the New York underworld, don't you feel good?"

The repairman seemed to be surprised by Lin Cheng's existence, and Lin Cheng was also a little surprised by the repairman's words.

What the hell is this so-called [Lego Cold-Blooded Murderer], when did he come out with such a nickname, how did he never know???

"I heard you have a weapon that can kill people with blocks, can you show me?"

The gunsmith was not as skeptical of Lin Cheng as the two people in front of him, but was very interested in Lin Cheng's weapon.

As a weapons expert of the League of Assassins, the gunsmith is familiar with weapons from all over the world, but he has never heard of weapons that can kill people with Lego bricks, so he is naturally full of interest.

"They're all looking forward to your performance, so why don't you show them a hand?"

Sloan walked slowly to Lin Cheng's side, stretched out his hand, and patted Lin Cheng's shoulder gently, with a gentle smile on his face, but his words revealed a chill that made people unable to refuse......

That's right, a killer organization like them, once a newcomer is chosen, naturally they will not allow the other party to leave.

Lin Cheng had no doubt that if he refused here, and then turned around and left, the Assassin Alliance might not express anything at the moment, but in the future, he would definitely encounter all kinds of unexpected situations.

Either they are forced to return here again, or they simply die somewhere.

After all, they already know where the base of the Assassin Alliance is, and at the same time, they have seen the faces of these cold-blooded killers, in order to hide themselves and ensure the safety and secrecy of the base, they can use no matter what the means of doing it.

However, Lin Cheng did not intend to refuse, because he did have plans to join the Assassin League.

After a few moments, Sloane took Lin Cheng, the fox, the gunsmith, the butcher, and the repairman to the area located underground in the textile factory.

It was an open area that appeared to have been converted from an abandoned public bathhouse, with a row of tables barricading the way of the crowd, filled with all sorts of guns and boxes of yellow bullets.

Across the table, deeper in the bathroom, several people hung from the ceiling—or rather, several corpses with iron hooks pierced through their shoulder blades, as if embalmed, and covered in hideous white corpses.

It was the gunsmith's domain and the common shooting range of the League of Assassins, and all hitmen belonging to the League of Assassins had the right to use it.

Here, instead of using normal target shooting, they use dead bodies recovered from the aftermath of assassination missions as targets for gun practice.

It seemed that he had been instructed by Sloane, and before Lin Cheng could speak, the gunsmith came to the long table first and picked up a Beretta M92F pistol on the table.

In Lin Cheng's surprised gaze, the gunsmith didn't even look at it, just raised his hand casually, and with the sound of a gunshot, the bullet quickly discharged, and the welt bypassed a dead corpse in front of it, and landed on the forehead and eyebrows of the dead corpse behind, leaving a black hole in the muzzle.

Dismounted?

Lin Cheng was secretive in his heart, but he was a little yearning for this technique of making the bullet arc turn.

"It's your turn, boy."

As he spoke, the gunsmith came to Lin Cheng and handed over the Beretta M92F pistol in his hand.

"I'm sorry, I'm only used to using my own gun."

Looking at the black man with dark and strong muscles in front of him, Lin Cheng shook his head lightly and sighed slowly.

What he said was the truth, and at the same time, it was also a lie, because only Lin Cheng knew in his heart that his marksmanship came entirely from a passive skill that [Infinite Building Blocks] brought to him that could be called a BUG.

It is also called - 100% can play a special ability to assemble the effect of toys.

This is a passive ability that can be called a bug.

Because of the existence of this ability, whether it is a weapon or vehicle built by Lego, whether it is a Harry Potter wand or a Star Wars lightsaber, or even a large robot called a dangerous wanderer, or a spaceship Enterprise, Lin Cheng can use it freely.

The only problem is that if he gets rid of his Lego toys, Lin Cheng will turn back into an ordinary person who doesn't know anything.

As he spoke, Lin Cheng put his hand into the inner pocket of his coat, and took out the toy desert eagle assembled with Lego bricks, black and white, and orange-red painted stickers.

Thanks to the [Infinite Building Blocks] that comes with the [Building Block Containment Space], Lin Cheng doesn't have to carry those bits and pieces with him.

Ready-made toys and semi-finished bricks can be thrown into the containment space and retrieved whenever he needs them.

Looking at the building block toy gun that appeared in Lin Cheng's hand, Sloane, the fox and the others showed strange eyes.

They had all heard of the name of "Lego Cold-Blooded Murderer", and today was the first time they had seen ...... Is it true that anyone uses Lego toys as weapons???

In other words, can this plastic toy really kill people, where did he take it out, and no matter how you look at it, that clothes can't hide such a hunting pistol?