Before coming to the docklands, Klein had done a divination and judged Angel's trip to be "dangerous, but not great."

However, she was cautious and planned her route to infiltrate with the utmost vigilance, and succeeded in completing Madame Green's commission without alerting anyone.

At the moment of the success of the mission, Angel inevitably let down her guard, and the moment she pushed open the door, she was not mentally prepared for the possibility of being attacked.

In addition, with a note in one hand and a doorknob in the other, the empty door was wide open, and the alternating light and shadow inside and outside the room also affected her vision enhanced by the assassin's potion, and the attacker's choice of attack timing could be said to be flawless.

Fortunately, as an extraordinary person, the spiritual intuition gave a hint of a reminder in the moment before being attacked, which made Angel hesitate for a moment when she stepped out of the door, and when the hand holding the dagger stretched out from the shadows, she still had a slight dodge space.

In a panic, Angel lifted his left hand with his notebook upwards to block the dagger's path, and pushed forward with his other hand holding the doorknob, trying to close the door again, while his body leaned back with the help of the reaction force.

But the attacker's attack was far more powerful than she expected, like a hot knife cutting through butter, the sharp dagger easily pierced through two layers of heavy cover and a finger thick paper, and the door that tried to close was also vigorously pushed open, knocking Angel off the ground and falling backwards behind the door.

The moment the door opened, Angel could see the attacker clearly, wearing a hooded cloak with his back to the light, his tight black clothes outlining his emaciated body, and the right hand that slammed open the door held a short dagger with a strange shape, and the tip of the dagger also had a notebook that had been pierced in pairs.

Before the enhanced vision could see her face under the hood, Angel felt a sharp pain behind her back, and her body flew half of the room and crashed into the thick desk, making a dull noise.

With this force, she flipped backwards and rolled around the table to the other side of the desk.

Without hesitation, the hooded man threw the notebook on the dagger aside, took two steps in a row, chased him to the desk, propped his left hand on the edge of the table, and swung his whole body sideways in the air like a gymnast, and kicked Angel with his right foot at a wide angle.

Angel, who was unstable, had to continue to retreat, avoiding the sharp kick, the desk was not far from the window, and she took a step back and was already clinging to the curtain, with nowhere to hide.

But the dodge also gave her precious time, and the moment the hooded man flipped over the desk with a kick, she drew her double-edged dagger from the leather dagger sheath tied to the outside of her thigh, and swung it at her foe with a backhand.

As if he didn't expect the other party to dare to fight back, the hooded man made a move, but immediately reacted and raised a dagger to meet Angel.

The two daggers collided together, and they were originally just going to pull out the gun after the feint, but Angel found that the strength of the opponent's block was not as great as he imagined, so he immediately changed his moves, and the dagger was changed to a positive grip, and he attacked continuously, although several stabs in different directions were blocked by the hooded man, but the offensive and defensive postures of the two sides have been reversed.

Now Angel has the initiative, and the hooded man can only block the attack at once, and his actions are stretched.

Seeing that the situation was reversed, the hooded man struggled to block the next blow, and then pulled out something with his left hand under the cloak, grabbed something, and threw it at Angel, moving so fast that she couldn't see it with the sight of an assassin.

Worried that there was something strange about the projectile, Angel waved his dagger and forced the hooded man back, and at the same time, he also used his own strength and stepped back, widening the distance between the two.

With a few "pops", the object thrown by the hooded man fell to the ground, and Angel's dark vision swept over and found that there were several copper pennies rolling on the floor.

I was frightened, but I didn't expect to be put on a stand by the other party.

Annoyed, Angel planned to continue the pursuit, but found that the hooded man, who was still scrambling under the continuous attack just now, changed his posture, holding the dagger in both hands, and pounced at a speed comparable to that of the previous sneak attack.

This is the charged blow of the "Assassin"!

At this moment, Angel finally understood the identity of the hooded man.

The other party is also an extraordinary person who has taken the "Assassin" potion!

The potion gave the Assassin the ability to infuse his entire body with a single blow, so Angel was knocked away by his extraordinary strength when he opened the door, only to find that the opponent's power had "weakened" when he counterattacked.

At this point, the hooded man struck with all his might, apparently unleashing this extraordinary ability again.

Angel didn't dare to block hard, so he could only dodge to the side, dodging the fatal blow with both power and speed, and flew up and kicked him in the waist when his opponent's dagger-holding hands reached the limit.

From the battle just now, she had already discovered that this "assassin" had limited combat experience.

When the two faced each other, the "assassin" could still block and counterattack decently, but as soon as she changed her moves, the other party couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

Sure enough, after a failed blow, the hoodman couldn't make an effective block in the face of the kick that hit his bottom plate, and Angel kicked his opponent's soft flank with his right leg in a leather boot, kicking him into the air.

Like Angel, who had just been knocked away, the hooded man slammed into the desk in the center of the room, but unfortunately he was not very skilled at adjusting his body, and he rolled twice after knocking down the small bookshelf on the table before barely stopping at the other end of the room.

"......"

The hooded man, who was holding his stomach and standing up again, spat out the first words after entering the room, and he re-grasped the dagger, and was about to attack again, but as soon as he raised his head, he was stunned.

A revolver, which was visibly oversized, was held in Angel's hand, and the muzzle of the black hole was pointed at him.

"You're an 'assassin' too, aren't you? Who sent you? ”

Angel, who has regained the initiative, asks, the hooded man who has been kicked to the wall has nowhere to hide, and she can end the fight by pulling the trigger, in which case she tries to figure out the identity of the other party.

She didn't think there were such extraordinary thugs in labor unions.

"How could you ......" The hooded man who was punctured into the identity of the Extraordinary was dumbfounded, and then he reacted: "'Also'? So you too, no wonder you were able to dodge my deadly attacks, how did you get the potion? ”

Deadly attack? Your name doesn't match your strength...... And with this flawed attack, even if I'm not extraordinary, it's not too difficult to deal with......

Angel laughed at this assassin who had never seen the world in his heart, but said coldly: "It's you who is being pointed at gunpoint, not me, answer the question." ”

She shook her revolver.

"Hmph......" The hooded man didn't intend to answer honestly, he snorted softly, "The downstairs is full of thugs from the mutual aid association, and I managed to lure them all away, as soon as you shoot, you won't be able to escape." ”

No wonder there was such a coincidental workers' protest in the warehouse of the labor union, which turned out to be secretly planned by this guy......

Angel gripped the pistol tightly, and with his thumb pulled the hammer into the firing position, the slight sound that made the hooded man stiffen: "I never think about the long term. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll say both."

The hooded man finally compromised, he held the dagger he held with one hand with two fingers, and naturally drooped, and with the other hand lifted the hood, under the hood was a young and immature face, the face was already covered with sweat from the fight just now.

"I'm just here to get that guy Jik's account book, which is full of mutual aid account information, it's worthless, at least it won't be worth anything in your hands." The young assassin replied, his eyes fixed on Angel's gun, "The rest of the jewels and gold pounds can belong to you, you just have to give me the ledger." ”

"Tsk...... You see, there is no fundamental conflict between us. ”

He smacked his lips and added.

Books? I've searched all over this room, and there's no ledger?

Angel's eyes swept across the room, remembering what he had missed, and only reacting when he saw the notebook that he had just blocked for himself and was casually thrown on the ground by the young assassin.

What does this guy say...... It can't be this notebook, right?

The assassin who noticed Angel's movements followed her gaze and looked to the ground, also stunned.

In the next moment, the young Assassin threw himself at the notebook, ignoring the muzzle of the gun pointed at him.

"Bang-"

Angel pulled the trigger directly, but the other party seemed to use the ability of "lethal attack" again, and the action was far faster than the fight just now, so that her shot missed, opening a hole in the cheap painting on the wall.

Now that the gun had been fired, Angel no longer had any scruples, she re-aimed at the Assassin who had fallen to the ground, and was about to shoot again, but the Assassin had already thrown the dagger that had not left his hand when it was kicked as a flying knife.

The hasty attack was not accurate, Angel dodged the dagger sideways, but the other party had already grabbed the notes on the ground at this moment, rolled around, and had already come to the door.

Pulling the trigger again, Angel finally hit the assassin by the door, and the other party let out a muffled grunt with blood splattering on his shoulder, but he firmly grasped the note in his hand and refused to let go.

This is too hard, do you really have to take notes?

Angel was stunned, and the injured assassin had already rushed out of the room with the impact of the bullet, dodged, and disappeared into the corridor, making Angel's third shot miss again.

The ability to fight is insufficient, and the ability to escape is not only there, but it is great...... Angel looked speechlessly at the trailing trail of blood splattered on the door frame, and she walked around her desk to the door, where she couldn't find the assassin anymore.

But the deserted corridor was not silent, and there was a shouting from under the stairs in the middle of the corridor, and with the sound of chaotic footsteps approaching, it seemed that the members of the mutual aid group downstairs had heard the gunshots and were rushing upstairs.

Angel thrust her dagger back into its sheath, pulled the assassin's dagger from the wall, rushed out of the president's office, and kicked open the door on the opposite side with her speed, and the moment she entered the room, other staff members appeared on the stairs.

"There!"

"Across from the president's office! Don't let him run! ”

Whoop -

With the sound of broken glass, the middle-aged man who had been downstairs to appease the protests of the workers poured into the room Angel entered with a few thugs, only to see that the glass window was smashed open, the wind blew the curtains and shook constantly, and the room was empty.

"Jumped out of the window and ran, hurry up and chase it!"

A head poked out of the window and looked down.

"The door to the president's office has been broken open, he must be caught, or he will ......"

"Give me all calm!"

The middle-aged man who had confronted the workers at the main entrance roared angrily, quieting the room.

"It's five or six meters high here, and who can jump off unscathed? The window was smashed open by a chair and he was misleading us that this guy must still be in the warehouse. Matt, you take someone to the staircase to guard it, and follow me to search the rest room by room! ”

Leaning on the roof, Angel listened to the chaotic footsteps coming from the window at her feet, and only after confirming that everyone had left did she jump down from the top floor, and with the activation of the assassin's ability "Light", her body floated out more than ten meters like a feather before falling gently to the ground.

When she rushed into the room, the sound of laborers' thugs rushing up to the second floor could already be heard behind her, and Angel, who knew that she would not be able to escape from their sight anytime soon, decisively smashed the window with a chair, made a misleading move, and then quickly climbed up the top floor along the window.

Sure enough, there were also smart people in the mutual aid club, and the deliberately disguised scene was soon discovered, and she was able to use the time spent by the other party to search the warehouse and drift away.

Thinking of the mysterious assassin just now, Angel's triumph at escaping from the warehouse disappeared from her mind in an instant, she tightened her trench coat and blended into the busy crowd and walked towards the public bus stop.