Colin, the shadow assassin, shakes his hand. The finished three throwing knives shoot at the enemy in front of him. His face is as if he is shrouded in a thick fog. He can't see his face clearly.

Colin laughs bitterly in his heart. The shadow organization has always dealt with traitors endlessly. However, he was really looked up to by those who were "faceless" for the first time.

The man opposite Colin leaned aside to avoid the attack of the throwing knife. The three throwing knives almost ran into the wall of the hotel.

Until now, the rest of the guests who have dined here have responded, running out of the restaurant in a scream and confusion.

On the second floor, the demon hunters and witches were shocked by the sudden outbreak of the Soviet March downstairs. Eifilar could not understand the meaning of the lyrics, but was only a little surprised.

But Xu Yichen is different. He can understand the meaning of this thing. At this time, the demon hunter is full of embarrassment. Although Yang Yuefan says that he can solve the problem downstairs, is it reliable?

The hunter closed his eyes and shook his head. After sorting out his interrupted thoughts, he decided to concentrate on what was in front of him and save the hostages. This kind of thing is a new life for the political commissar.

After all, for the special combat team led by the political commissar, most of their work is purely destructive, and no one can expect them to be wary of the safety of the hostages in their operations.

Unless there is no other team around, the commander will not make such a mistake, but now there is no choice.

The hunter's knees are slightly bent, the whole body's strength is gathered in the thighs, and the sword points to the top of the head. Like a spring that is compressed to the limit, the whole person ejects.

The wooden ceiling couldn't resist the impact of the demon hunter. The sword cut the beam directly above. Under the protection of "bathing God's blood", he even rushed into captain EMUs's room on the third floor!

Under the cover of a piece of debris, Xu Yichen opened the "red time", which gave him enough time to observe the surrounding environment.

The demon hunter first found the old captain who was bound to the chair, and then his eyes shifted. Less than two meters away from the chair, a figure was gradually melting into the shadow, leaving only the upper body.

The surprised expression seemed to be unprepared for the demon hunter who broke the floor. Xu Yichen showed a smile. As long as the old captain was still alive, it would be easy to do!

When no one else fell from the air, the demon hunter bumped his weapon and threw his sword out like a spear, which ran straight through the body of the shadow.

The sword directly penetrated the black fog and was nailed to the wooden wall behind the opponent. The sharp blade almost penetrated the whole wall. The handle of the sword was still shaking, and a trace of blood dropped on the floor along the blade.

The landing demon hunter turned off the red time. Looking at the position where the shadow had dissipated before, a pool of red blood was quietly spreading.

"Well Cough... " The old captain coughed hard and breathed the fresh air: "thank God, I thought I was dead this time."

Instead of appeasing the old captain, Xu Yichen used his own perception to carefully distinguish the movements around him and try to find out the enemy's movements.

He felt the blood on the ground and listened quietly to the sounds around him. Except for the heavy breathing of Captain EMUs, the sound of blood dripping on the floor from the weapons was only the noise from the first floor.

Brian covered his chest and appeared in an alley around the corner. He took the secret medicine of shadow tissue and coagulant. He felt the blood in his body began to coagulate and his body gradually became stiff.

After hearing the sudden singing downstairs, he felt that things had changed, and he was ready to enter the shadow state and leave here.

However, it was a little late. It was the first time Bryan had been injured in a half shadow and underestimated the strength of the sailis.

This time, the organization sent a "faceless" to form a team with him, hidden in the restaurant on the first floor, but Brian was not going to take the risk to see if the other side was in danger.

Unlike the assassins who rely on Shadow Power and accept the employment of others, the "faceless" are more responsible for the internal affairs of the organization, such as collecting information of interest in the organization, looking for hidden truth, selling to interested people, and so on.

In short, this is the difference between temporary workers and regular workers. The "faceless" rarely works with shadow assassins. Brian doesn't know why the organization sends a "faceless" to accompany him.

But the less he knew, the safer he was. Brian didn't want to ask the other person's real purpose at all.

The "faceless" obviously does not intend to have too much intersection with himself. Every time the other party appears in front of him, he is a new face.

Every time he didn't say hello first, Brian couldn't tell who was standing in front of him as a faceless or just a passer-by.

In just a few days, this feeling made Brian a little nervous. Although I don't know why the "faceless" is interested in his task of eradicating traitors this time, let him go. If he is still alive, he will find himself,Brian turned his coat over, and the gray lining made him look unimportant. Under the action of coagulation agent, even the walking posture changed. He took a hat out of his arms and covered his head. He planned to go back to the Lord and bow down to deal with his injury.

Looking back at the cyris, who looked down at the third floor window, and the wave of the shadow power from a mess of first floor restaurants, Brian shrunk his neck: "please be happy."

"Faceless" is now very helpless. Just now, he wanted to be a passer-by and left here with those diners. But in the strange song, he could not settle down in any way and make a complete face.

He had to pull a slender sword out of the stick he had placed on the table: "you see, I'm just interested in the cyris, and the news of the hunt Hunt has been very valuable recently. I have no opinion on your defection, I have no malice against you, including the demon hunter, and I am willing to pay for the news. "

But the warlike assassin did not believe in the word "faceless" and disappeared in the air like smoke.

Next second Colin appeared in the shadow behind the faceless, and two daggers stabbed at each other's neck like a snake.

The sword in the hands of the faceless is like lightning, and it crosses two daggers. It blocks the attack of the Assassin: "I can understand your mood, but my patience is limited!"

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