Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

Chapter 286 The bloody setting sun

"..."

Zero stood silently, with a stunned expression, because he felt that his left arm had no feeling.

The scary thing is that the blood dragon's knife didn't even touch him.

Zero only saw the flash of the sword, and then he couldn't feel his left arm anymore. Strangely, he only felt a warm feeling on the left side, which should be blood, coming from the broken arm.

But before Zero could react, countless knife marks appeared on his clothes, and then he felt dizzy.

With just one move, Chen Yan left countless wounds on his body. The massive blood loss caused insufficient blood supply to his brain, and everything in front of him became dim.

"Pfft."

"Snapped."

His legs were no longer able to support Zero's body, and he couldn't hold the knife in his hand tightly. Before falling to the ground, he held the ground with his remaining right hand. Then, with difficulty, he lifted his body up and sat down on his knees as he usually did when resting.

"It turns out that I brought it upon myself..."

Zero said with a wry smile.

"Don't blame me when you go to Santuchuan," Chen Yan slowly stepped forward, picked up Zero's ribs that had fallen on the ground with his left hand, and gestured toward Zero's heart, saying calmly. "You asked for it."

"Pfft."

The ribs are just short of meat.

"Ahem...the blood dragon of the Yan Kingdom..." Zero looked at Chen Yan with a sad smile, "Interesting...it's so interesting..."

"If I could be ten years younger... maybe I should settle down in Yan Country. Maybe I could... meet you... fight with you before you grow up..."

"I...still haven't been able to...find...a suitable...opponent for me..."

"But... I'm doing okay... right?"

"I suggest you regenerate yourself twice a hundred years younger. Maybe you can get a good pregnancy and stop living a small life." Chen Yan waved the knife in his hand coolly, but under the mask, there was a complicated expression. "If you'd started half a year earlier, maybe."

"You are strong, but I am stronger than you now."

"Well played. It's a pity there won't be a next time."

"Maybe... But, I am very happy to fight with an opponent like you..." Zero looked at the ribs on his chest and tried hard to breathe the bloody air. He couldn't feel the pain, but he felt a little His chest felt tight, "I won't just let it go, Blood Dragon... I will come back to find you."

"Do not."

Chen Yan stepped forward with the knife, put the tip of the knife against Zero's neck, and whispered.

"I never give my enemy a chance."

The sword flashed.

The blood kept gushing out, but there was still a sick smile on Zero's face. Chen Yan's knife did not completely cut off the connection between his head and neck. There was still a trace of flesh left, so Zero's head fell into his arms. In the middle, the head is facing forward, which is the posture when charging at the risk of one's life.

Chen Yan looked at Zero with a complicated expression. There is no grudge between the two, they are just hostile because of what they want to do. Zero is just a pawn under the Continental Hotel. Whether it is in the movie or the story he has experienced, Zero only took over the task to find a rival. He He should have died a dignified death at the hands of John.

Unfortunately, this time he met Chen Yan himself.

As the sun set, red light filled the earth, and yellow sand filled the sky. A bunch of corpses were kneeling on the ground. Next to them, a man stood silently with a knife.

It's like the scene in Japanese sword and halberd movies where a samurai commits seppuku.

In the past, Japanese warriors were obsessed with seppuku, but many Japanese warriors could not stand the pain. The "Jumonjiri" method was not fatal. Most of them died of pain or screamed in pain. The morbid Japanese people once believed that committing seppuku was an act that could only be done by brave people, and such a "death of a samurai" should be aesthetic. The painful cry during seppuku would affect the perception, so there was a practice of helping to commit seppuku. The person cuts off the head to end the suffering of the "wrong person".

Look, it is indeed a small life, and suicide must be turned into a work of art. Who knows if there is any "Kirippuku Immortal", I guess the stomach must be very good.

However, Chen Yan's sword was indeed very accurate, and it was in line with the Japanese people's pursuit of the "beauty" of the seppuku ritual. To Zero, he had shown the respect an enemy should have.

"this person……"

John's voice came from behind.

Chen Yan slowly raised his head and looked at John: "It's so slow, Mr. Night Demon, I almost picked up the knife to kill the lizard just to wait for you to finish."

"It's been less than 10 minutes since I went in and out." John said expressionlessly, "The elder is dead, what's the next step?"

"The next step is for you to 'die' with me, Lord Night Demon." Chen Yan chuckled and waved his hand in the air, as if arranging words, "The next day, the headline on the front page of the Continental Hotel, 'Legend The killer night devil fights against the mysterious assassin Blood Dragon, no matter who wins or loses, they both die together, it’s exciting to think about it.”

"Oh? So how do you want to die?" John nodded thoughtfully, and then pulled out the pen found in the elder's palace, "This thing doesn't have a pencil, but it can be used."

"No, I was just kidding." Chen Yan scratched his nose helplessly, "Anyway, this matter is not going to end well. We have to cleanse the power of the Tribunal, but on the surface you can still go to New York. Just talk to Mr. Winston and put the blame on me."

"You have killed enough people, Chen Yan." John looked at Chen Yan calmly and said, "This should be my business, so don't leave me idle for subsequent actions."

"Dingle bell bell bell~"

The bell rings.

"..."

John pressed the call button gently, his face showing neither sadness nor joy.

"John Wick, have you arrived at the Elder's Palace?"

A strong female voice came from the phone.

"Yeah."

John said calmly.

"Have you met with the elders?"

"Yeah."

"Have you seen the people sent by the High Table to assist you?"

"Yeah."

Master Yeah is like a repeater at this time. But the female judge on the other end of the phone clearly sensed something was wrong.

"Blood Dragon, are you by your side?"

"..."

"Is the assassin sent by the High Table to assist dead?"

"..."

"Elder, are you still alive?"

Fatal asked three times in a row, but John just remained silent, seeming to be thinking about how to reply to his words. Then...

"Dead." John said calmly, "Everyone here is dead."

"No one survived."

There was silence on the other end of the phone. The female judge's expression was extremely shocked at this moment, and then, she was frightened. John said this, there are only two possibilities.

Either Zero and Night Demon failed to defeat the blood dragon together, and the elder was killed by the blood dragon.

Or, the Night Demon was with the Blood Dragon from the beginning, and the elder died at the hands of the Night Demon.

No matter which one it is, it is not a good thing for Continental Hotel.

John hung up the phone unilaterally. Before the high table could figure out the situation, he and Chen Yan needed a place to rest and make next plans.

"Go to hell with the shark arm, Inquisitor."