Mecha Start, Nuclear Bomb Tokyo

Since Chelsea seldom showed her real face in public, her relationship with An Yi was also little known.

The current consul, An Yi, is actually basically her pretending to be.

She never thought that someone would come to her door and ask her to assassinate herself.

but...

"...Okay...I agree." Chelsea narrowed her eyes.

In any case, it is safer to procrastinate now.

As an assassin, she basically doesn't have the ability to attack head-on, so she is not prepared to fight the opponent face to face.

"Really, then I wish our cooperation success..."

The man in black robe only spoke halfway.

next moment!

He rushed out with his whole body, and the sharp and poisonous blade slashed at Chelsea's neck without hesitation.

It can be seen that he actually had no intention of working with Chelsea from the very beginning.

The reason why she said those words was just to let her relax her vigilance.

But Chelsea, who had already walked through countless Shura fields, did not relax at all. She rolled towards the bed, avoiding this sharp attack.

"You're really agile."

The black-robed assassin stared at Chelsea, the murderous intent in his tone no longer hidden.

"As expected of the assassin back then...but...your Teigu is now mine too."

As he said that, the black-robed assassin's arm stretched out like a snake, twisted and twisted, strangling towards Chelsea's neck.

"A trick from Huangquan Temple?!"

Chelsea's pupils shrank.

The monks of Huangquan Temple can change their physical fitness through exercise, for example, making their bodies harder than steel, softer and more elongated than poisonous snakes...

And look at the distorted arm.

Chelsea, who was cornered, had no way to avoid it, as if she would die under this soft and weird arm in the next second.

Then--

Bang! ! ! !

"what..."

Feeling his arm being grabbed, the assassin hidden under the black robe opened his mouth wide.

He looked at the black figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, and shouted out in horror: "An... An Yi?!"

The expressionless young man had already pinched his outstretched wrists.

He tried to break free from the youth.

But the other party held on tightly like a rock.

then--

quack!

A crisp bone crack sounded.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

Severe pain came from the wrist in an instant, and the assassin let out an inhuman wail.

At this time, Chelsea also saw the figure standing in front of her clearly.

"It's actually... really comfortable..."

She muttered to herself, her expression full of disbelief.

She has a lot to say to An Yi...

But after seeing An Yi, she realized that she was a little bit speechless.

In the end, An Yi spoke first: "Let's get rid of him first."

"...it is good."

Chelsea nodded subconsciously, then turned to look at the assassin on the other side.

And the assassin of Huangquan Temple was obviously irritated by An Yi's understatement.

He let out a roar: "Get rid of me?"

"I'm a monk of Huangquan Temple! A real strong man! Do you think that's all I can do?!"

The muscles are bulging, and the momentum is rising, as if the next moment, a beast is about to break out of its cage.

The assassin made a voice: "I will make you regret for looking down on me—"

slap!

The sound stopped abruptly!

Brains splattered!

An Yi pulled out the palm that was deeply embedded in the opponent's brain from the wall.

At the same time, he glanced at the twitching and trembling corpse on the ground and shook his head.

The world of "Slashing the Red Eyes" is like this.

There are always some people who feel that the louder they are, the stronger they are.

I really don't know where the confidence comes from.

"comfortable."

Chelsea's shout came from behind.

An Yi turned around.

The girl's delicate and beautiful face hasn't changed much, but she seems to have matured a lot.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyebrows were stretched.

The atmosphere...just right.

So she spoke.

"You... came back to fulfill the agreement?"

She stared at An Yi in front of her, her gaze became softer.

Then--

"You put that thing down before you say that."

An Yi looked at her body pillow in Chelsea's hand with disgust: "Do you know how rude this is?"

Boom! ! !

The good atmosphere just now was instantly shattered.

Chelsea opened her mouth in disbelief.

After a while, she hugged the pillow angrily.

"Don't let it go!"

This guy...has no idea how important this pillow is to her!

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"So that's how it is...royalists?"

After listening to Najie Xitan's serious explanation, An Yi nodded thoughtfully.

In fact, it is normal for new countries to have royalists lurking.

At the beginning, he made a big move and directly killed most people across the board.

But it is inevitable that there will still be some fish that slip through the net.

And with the construction of the new country in full swing, these guys are also starting to move around.

There is really only one thing they want to do.

The old empire was re-established, and a nominal puppet ruler was supported, and they continued to squeeze the people as the mastermind behind it.

"A considerable part of those people are monks of Huangquan Temple. From the perspective of force, they are quite difficult to deal with... And we are in the Ming Dynasty, and they are secretly... assassinating many of our capable grassroots officials."

Although Najie Xitan was surprised by An Yi's return, she still told An Yi about the current situation.

She just believed in the other party so unconditionally——

Because the person in front of her is An Yi... Whether it is ability or character, she is worthy of her trust.

Lubbock, who was working with Najie Hitan next to him, was also in a delicate mood: "To be honest... these guys hiding in the dark really have the feeling of attacking at night before... So the killer organization is so difficult to deal with... .”

Yes.

Regardless of standpoint, this kind of killer squad hidden in the dark is really hard to eradicate.

Do not engage in direct confrontation with you.

Assassinate both of your officials every now and then.

This feeling made Lubbock feel unspeakable.

"I've already contacted the remaining former members of the night raid in the imperial capital. I didn't expect to attack Chelsea. It seems that I must target these guys."

After Najie Xitan finished speaking, she turned to look at An Yi, and asked, "An Yi, what do you think?"

"Don't be so troublesome."

An Yi replied flatly: "It's easy to clean up when they get together."

"Oh?" Lubbock and Najahitan's eyes lit up.