Mixing in American Manga as an Assassin

early morning.

Continental Hotel.

As deserted as ever.

Several assassins whispered.

"It's so crazy. Aren't clowns afraid of being noticed by relevant organizations?"

"Why should we be afraid? How many people has the number one man killed? No, nothing has happened."

"When you reach that stage of being a killer, even if the other person takes action, you have to think about whether you have the ability to withstand the other person's anger."

"Crack."

The hotel door opens.

A gold coin was thrown and fell into the doorman's white gloves.

Suchen walked into the hotel wearing a funny mask.

"Mr. Clown." The doorman smiled and lowered his head.

Several killers lowered their heads to count the beer bubbles in the bottles.

Now the clown's fame is at its peak.

When the real master appears, who dares to criticize the clown?

Yes, the Continental Hotel can keep them safe, but that's not necessarily the case when they go out.

Suchen walked to the counter.

"Mr. Clown, what service do you need?" the robot bartender asked politely.

"Assassin meeting." Su Chen said concisely and clearly.

"Hold on."

Several eavesdropping killers widened their eyes.

Assassin meeting.

The ancient heritage of Continental Hotel.

It is said that it was still a tavern.

Every ten years on this day, all the top three assassins meet at the Continental Hotel.

The purpose is very simple.

Exchange information with each other and also propose cooperation.

But the clown is ranked fourth and is not eligible to participate in the meeting?

"Checking for you." The robot smiled.

It continued: "The No. 3 machinist is dead. You are currently ranked third and are eligible to participate in the Assassin Conference."

The killers seemed to be choked and unable to speak.

Is the Joker really in third place?

"By the way, the machinist's bounty can be withdrawn and settled." Su Chen's voice was not loud, but everyone knew it clearly.

Their eyes widened.

No wonder the Joker came to attend the assassin meeting.

It turns out that No.3 was killed by the clown.

Okay, he behaves like a clown.

Many killers tapped the screen to tell their colleagues about the explosion.

The killer circle is huge.

These include mercenaries and pharmacists.

But it's also small.

Everyone knows quickly what happens in the circle.

The clown is still the same clown, and he can always bring people different shocks.

The robot smiled and said: "500 Continental Hotel currency has been settled for you. Do you want to settle?"

"Well, take out 25 and put a reward on it for me."

"Please order."

"Reward: An antique called "The Blade of Antos"."

The robot enters the bounty and then clicks the mouse.

The next second, all the killers in the Continental Hotel received the message.

When they saw this bounty, many people's first reaction was "fuck, the clown is such a waste of money".

After all, 25 gold coins can be used to reward an antique.

This looks like having too much time to spend.

Su Chen glanced at the corner with his peripheral vision.

A man wearing a black jacket and trench coat came over with a cigar in his mouth.

His eyes swept across the several killers near the bar, and then he put his right hand on his neck and moved it.

Several killers looked ashen.

No one can escape from that guy, death is only a matter of time.

"Joker, come to the meeting?" The strong man put out his cigar.

Asking the robot bartender for a glass of red wine, the man took a sip.

"Punisher." Su Chen chuckled.

"Joker." Frank the Punisher nodded.

He raised his glass and drank it all: "I liked the game last night."

Then he shook his head: "But it needs improvement."

Frank the Punisher.

A very interesting person.

He believed that people who commit crimes should die.

A classic antihero.

He joined the Continental Hotel to better search for those sinners and send them to the West.

If Su Chen, a salted fish, spends three days killing people and two days sharpening his sword.

Then Frank is either killing someone or on his way to killing someone.

By the way, you can settle bounties and earn some money to donate to nursing homes and orphanages.

He's a nice guy.

He not only kills the bad guys on the bounty list.

He didn't even spare the killer of the Continental Hotel.

For those low-life killers who harm innocent people for money, the punisher will also set aside one day a week to cleanse them.

of course.

Prompting him to become a punisher to punish criminals.

It was because his wife and daughter died after witnessing the gangster transaction and they were silenced. Yingjiang's corrupt laws were exploited by gangsters.

So Frank was completely disappointed with Eagle Sauce and turned into a punisher to punish criminals.

The killer circle knows these stories.

Among all the killers, only Frank acted under his real name.

As for why Frank can accurately find the locations of those guys every time.

Nobody knows.

But Su Chen had some guesses.

Without him.

Frank's black jacket and trench coat reminded him of another loyal fan of black trench coats.

But it's just speculation.

Su Chen only kills bad guys when accepting rewards.

So Frank will not choose to punish Suchen.

Besides, he wasn't afraid of Frank.

Suchen tapped the counter lightly.

Then asked: "For example?"

"For example, after they pay the money, there will be five more places and those who did not get the places will kill each other." Frank smiled cruelly: "By analogy, let them send each other to hell."

Su Chen was ashamed.

He had always thought that he was acting cruelly, but today he encountered someone even more ruthless than himself.

The living hell still has to look at Frank.

"What are you talking about so happily?" A hoarse voice came from behind.

Only then did Su Chen realize that the whole place was silent.

The two turned around.

Wearing an orange warning-colored battle armor, with one eye exposed, the man looked at the two of them quietly with two long knives behind him.

The killers in the lobby hid under the chairs and did not dare to show themselves.

It was as if they were suffocated by the actual killing.

This is not intentional.

It’s that killing too many people cannot suppress the unconscious spread.

Frank narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his wine glass, and spit out two names that made everyone in the circle shudder: "Death Knell."

Deathstroke stared at Frank and said calmly: "You haven't learned your lesson since your arm was broken last time?"

Frank ignored the death knell and uttered his mantra before killing: "You are guilty and you deserve to die."

The next second, Frank smashed the wine glass and turned it into sharp glass shards that hit Deathstroke's neck.

He has a deep understanding of Deathstroke and knows that the opponent's armor can withstand bullets, but the joints between the armors are not protected!

"Here we go again." Su Chen sighed.

When he joined the Continental Hotel to register the killer information.

I saw two people fighting when I first entered the industry.

The Punisher met Deathstroke, who followed Money and killed many innocent people.

So he is guilty and deserves to die.

So the two got into a fight at the Continental Hotel.

Although the hotel rules, the killer is not allowed to fight in the hotel.

but.

One is first and the other is second. Can the hotel kill them? Even if they wanted to, they wouldn't dare to, and they don't have the strength.

Rules have always been used to protect the weak.

As for the strong?

With the ability to flip tables, rules become dispensable.

The battle ended in less than a minute.

Deathstroke shattered Frank's jaw with one punch and broke the Punisher's arm.

Well, like now.