Best Assassin In History Mga Nobela at Kwento

I was told it was a natural fight-or-flight instinct by my peers but my teachers told me it was weakness, which is why I try like hell to calm myself each time I leave a body behind. As soon as I see a spot to hide my van, I pull over and turn off the engine; the world around me is silent, just how I like it. Ever since the new law passed about ten years ago, the roads have been quieter and quieter, which makes it easier for people like me to travel and get the job done without being seen. My van is my home but there is nothing in it that I can’t let go of without a moment’s notice. I have go bags stashed all across the country as per protocol, and if I was totally stuck, I could always go b

The man looked at her with annoyance. "I'm an assassin too," she whispered in his ears and his eyes widened. She grabbed the butcher's knife and put it against his neck. She held his shoulders to keep him from moving. "You've tried to kill the infamous assassin, strong enough to defeat your boss. At first I had no idea who he was, but it clicked," she murmured. "His skills were far greater than anyone else, and closely matched mine. I was dying to meet him but he didn't think a woman could be so strong," she started off before scoffing at the thought.

She was just about to do the same when another intruder came in, interrupting her again! A fight between a notorious assassin against a former military man occurred. Both did not want to lose from one another. Brianna did not waste her time watching them, but she remained cautious. She was too alert that she noticed when the one-eyed man tried to throw a fixed blade knife in Wesley's direction. She was aware of why the guy would do such a thing. If his superior dies, he automatically succeeds the position if he makes it here alive and returns to their camp or organization.

Only then would I find true peace. After all, what could possibly be that hard about it? From what Shawn had revealed last night before passing out, this assassin was a legendary professional who used a high-caliber sniper rifle for his missions. The man could sit from a comfortable, mile-long distance on a rooftop and effortlessly gun Elara down in broad daylight, and no one would ever suspect a thing! I hissed. Let me see how that bitch’s precious tech knowledge and cybersecurity empire would save her from a bullet tearing through her skull.

“Tsk. What’s so great about that person anyway.” Jay rolled his eyes and looked in Zeke's direction. “Dude, he’s like at the top of the top in the worldwide assassination board! He had already killed thousands or even millions of criminals from the moment his name was known in our world. The living legend who made all the police burn their hair off from causing havoc in that particular massacre years ago! Shit. He's every assassin's icon!" "And is that something to be proud of?" Jay was confused.

Gianni spoke up getting back on his feet. "She's the best skilled Assassin we have in the group, we need a shooter from a far " Mariana's looked up at Marco with wide eyes. Did he trust her that much??

I'd trusted Ava and for some reasons, everything went down the hill. A voice in my head kept asking why I was trusting Cassien so easily. And although I still hated his guts, I'm able to walk freely because of him. Who knows where I'd have ended up if his team didn't get me? Fuck, I didn't want to owe anyone. The plan was simple, straight forward and was supposed to be a piece of cake to execute. If not for the fact that I was going after one of the largest mafia in the city and a very dangerous person. My mind drifted back to the room where I'd woken up, with Cassien feets away from me. His worry stricken face and his beautiful blue eyes. I'd willingly give myself to swim in them. Cassien u

Perhaps that contributed to Jona’s hesitation. Regardless, the time had come. Aside from killing with a rifle, there were many fun ways to commit murder, and Jona spent over a decade honing those skills with no footprint. That was the mark of a true assassin—never leaving a trace. But Jona wanted that strikethrough—to see the ambassador’s brains exploding in a glorious scarlet celebration. Timing was everything, and now that Chantal was a political target, it made Jona’s job challenging but also a whole lot easier.

But, while Dante had a striking prince charming-like handsomeness, Valerie was devilishly handsome, his looks, the movement of his body screamed of elegance and danger. I had heard of Valerie before. He was the leader of the Russo's family assassin guild. The guild had the best trained assassins. They could move in and out of the shadows and kill someone before anyone would notice. Valerie in particular was the best assassin in the guild. He had been trained by his grandmother, a revered assassin back in her days. Valerie had taken his first job at the tender age of eight, killing an entire family of seven. Since then his name sparked fear in the mafia world.

He could even subdue the five assassins from Corps D'elite. One must know that the people from Corps D'elite were all elites carefully selected by Terrell. Each of them possessed abilities that were ten times stronger than ordinary people. In general assassination operations, only two assassins needed to be sent to complete the mission. This time, Terrell had purposely sent five people to be careful. Among them, Uncle Wayne was the top among the experts. He was the most powerful assassin in Corps D'elite. He thought everything was perfect, but unexpectedly, the whole team was defeated!