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The worse part was that he hadn't even stopped at just telling Dante to stop messing with his aunt, he even menaced to murder him. "We need to get you out of this city." Nate couldn't help but agree—that was not the avenue he wanted to continue upon this early in a new surrounding. "We need to get out now." "He could kill you, Nate." "I fucking know that Auntie, thanks." He snapped, annoyed that he hadn't been told all these things before even arriving to this city. He had never heard of anyone named Dante Hercules, his name sounded ridiculous anyway. Besides, he never even thought he would come across a mafia member, or an assassin, or a yakuza—honestly, all these terms were way too much fo

People thought killing was loud and always required spilling blood. It didn’t . If you knew how the body worked, all you needed was timing, pressure, and the right conversation. And I was about to initiate the right conversation. Raina’s dad leaned right beside me at the edge of the terrace, one hand resting on the railing, the other wrapped around a glass he hadn’t finished. His breathing was steady—for now. “You don’t look like you enjoy crowds,” he said. “I don’t,” I replied.

The man was smoking a thick stick of cigarette, and he let out a puff of smoke, his voice muffled by the mask. "So you are saying that Ophelia Storm isn't faking her amnesia?" The female nodded, clearing her throat. "Yes, Warrior. I had never seen her that afraid, and her husband believes that her attack was because of him." The man stared into the moonlight for a while, and then turned around, taking slow steps towards the female assassin who held her breath. Gently, he lifted the burning cigarette and pushed the butt into her skin, rolling it around slowly. "If you've made a mistake, and the order is exposed because of you, I will kill you, after I take out your weakness in front of you. W

He stood up, rounding his desk to where she stood facing straight forward. “There's a man in Mexico city. A very powerful man that threatens my position as the top worldwide.” His voice lowers to almost a whisper, the strong breathy smell of toba**o fanning her face. “Don Antonio Alvarez. You will infiltrate his mansion and assassinate him quietly. No mistakes.” Her head shot up. “Another don?” Darius’ brow lifted slightly. “Are you perhaps hesitant right now?” His voice dipped lethally. “I'm not,” Alina said quickly.

“I threw it before any of you noticed.” He crossed his arms. “That is how assassins fight.” He pointed toward the forest. “They don't challenge you.” “They don't roar.” They don't announce their presence.” “They watch.” “They wait.” “And when you finally relax...” His voice grew lower. “...they kill you.” The entire training field fell silent. Even the wind seemed to stop. Orion looked directly at Damian. “If Ilyas wants to kill Ariana...” “...the walls won't stop her.” Those words made my stomach tighten

Even though it seemed a little rundown, the place was secluded and quiet. While Harvey drank his tea after having his midnight snacks, Aiden Bauer walked out from the backyard while rubbing his hands. “Branch Leader, the Islander talked,” Aiden briefly reported. “Her name is Noriko Yamaguchi, one of the assassins from the Island Nations’ Shindan Way. She’s experienced in using firearms, especially sniper rifles, and it’s said that her marksmanship can be listed as the world’s top ten. “She was recently sent to Mordu along with many other professionals from the Shindan Way.

In this ridiculously cruel world that cheats ladies, we do need a weapon. Blood springs out of the little hole I created in his neck, and he capsizes from me, falling on his side. I can hear him choking faintly, as I am giving out myself due to the poison and extreme beating. I tighten my already slammed shut eyes to say a word of prayer, “Dear opponent… please die, so I can live.” “1,” the digital voice roars. “Time to assess the situation. Congratulations, Miss Dora, you have successfully assassinated your opponent as he just swallowed his last breath.”

Arthur sighed in disappointment. Unbeknownst to him, there was an assassin, close to him, waiting for the perfect chance to attack. The assassin was sent by the same mysterious man, who had sent Austin Philips after him, and after Austin Phillips failed he decided to hire another assassin, and of course this assassin was better trained, and he had never failed a mission in his whole life. The sound of footsteps, had Arthur turn to look at who was approaching him. It was Dawn. She was wearing a black, short office skirt and a leather jacket, and her red hair tumbled over her shoulder. In one word she looked hot as always.

Alex took her gaze off the scope of the rifle she is holding after taking the shot that hit straightly towards the felon’s head. She then stood up and handed the rifle to Damon, who stood guard as she took her shot through the clerestory window at the empty utility deck of the building.

“Let me think of something by the end of the week. I have a few people to visit tonight.” “Don’t stay up too late boy! We start work tomorrow.” I gave the scientist a weak grin before leaving for the main show for tonight. >>Xxx Destiny Aitsuji xxX<< “I suppose you’re responsible for this.” Khronos threw down the news tablet, unimpressed and unaffected. The newsflash for the day was about Diango Prat’s murder. The autopsy revealed his Pantiumite champagnes were poisoned and they weren’t wrong.