My Status As An Assassin Obviously Exceeds The Hero's Novels & Stories

“Someone explain to me why that name sounds like the apocalypse.” Lena studied her. “You’ve never heard of him?” “No.” “That’s actually impressive,” Lena said. Then she turned back to Arun. “He’s careful with his reputation.” Arun exhaled slowly. “Yes. He is.” Alina’s patience snapped. “Okay, enough mysterious silence. Who the hell is he?” Lena answered. “He’s the best assassin alive.” Alina frowned. “There are plenty of those.” Lena shook her head. “Not like him.” She stepped closer, her boots echoing softly on the concrete.

He was getting tired of the constant back and forth conversation he was having with the man and he wanted it to end soon so he could go in search of some beer to drink. "You see, we're almost alike." the man said. "I'm nothing like you." The assasin seethed. "Of course you are. I target and terminate corrupt government officials while you kill innocent citizens including children. The only difference is that i kill to rid the world of evil while you kill for money and just for the fun of it." The man said. The assasin stared at the man and he knew that he had underestimated him. The man would not be easy for him to kill because he was just like him, ruthless.

Maybe her will-power and strength were not par from honey bone, the former top one Assassin in the world. “Lesly hunter , how’s was the situation there?” asked the man to her over the phone. Yes, the beautiful woman was no another than, Lesly hunter the top one high class assassin in the world. “Yes, Mr. Young master of Luckser. he was guarded by the woman, but don’t worry I’ll find enough time to assassinate him. It was just a piece of cake.” Said Lesly hunter to him.

Even Hitomi had admitted that. Kenji sighed before kneeling down to Yuri’s eye level, placing both hands onto her shoulders. “You have to understand something, Yuri,” he said seriously, and Yuri blinked. “Once you tread this path, there is no going back. You can’t return even if you wanted to. The life of an assassin has no allowances for failure. We can’t afford that. If you fail, you die. Do you understand?” Yuri didn’t falter. She nodded. “Yes.”

And with this pain, I was still supposed to defend my newfound family; I was supposed to do something against my best friend. Granted, when it came to skill and strength, I was obviously more skilled. I had been trained to be an assassin, trained in the acts of total annihilation, but of course, I would keep my abilities to myself. Of course, even though I wanted to employ them in totally getting rid of him, I couldn't. That was the difference between us. I would hesitate to finish the job, but he wouldn't. He would no doubt finish me off if ever I became too vulnerable to him, and the problem was that I didn't know how not to be vulnerable around him.

It was Mack, the son of the crime boss that had ordered her father's murder. For a moment, she was stunned. She couldn't bring herself to pull the trigger. But then she remembered the years of training and discipline that had led her to this moment and steadied herself. Mack was just another job, and she was determined to complete it. As she made her way out of the bar, her thoughts were consumed by Mack and the revelation of his identity. She had never hesitated before, but something about him had made her pause. She had to remind herself that she was an assassin, and feelings had no place in this line of work.

he said, the assassin rolled his eyes again. "Because there are enough assassins here and you are not better than any of us in terms of power and skill, and don't use your former lousy and pathetic base to compare to this, besides you should have been dead already so being a senior spy and leaving in the boss department is already a dream come true so appreciate it" The male assassin said and he nodded away whilst turning around to continue with his inspection.

“Guess you can see that for yourself.” I remained silent, my expression unreadable. I started toward the door, but Casey shifted, blocking my path. “You know,” he said, voice casual, “I’m actually glad he’s gone.” That made me pause. My eyes narrowed slightly, a silent demand for him to continue. Casey’s lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “I knew what you were from the beginning. Assassin. A famous one, at that.” He tilted his head, watching me carefully. “I always wanted to warn Gerald, tell him exactly what kind of woman he was dealing with. But I didn’t, because I was afraid.”

The assassin (A/N: I had to give this character a name to make writing easier) smiled and said in a relaxed tone, “I didn’t expect you to notice me—even though I was making sounds on purpose. Your senses are much sharper than normal people. I believe you’re a Martial Artist, aren’t you?” I frowned. “Why are you following me? What’s your purpose?” The assassin chuckled. “My purpose? Well… it was to find out where you live. But since your house is protected by so many people, I didn’t get the chance.” I replied coldly, “Why do you want to know where I live? And since you’re already here, you won’t get the chance anyway.” The assassin laughed loudly. “Haha! You think you can defeat me—” Before

Since it was inevitable that he had to pay, the least he could do was get Jada to pay half of the fee. Jada smiled and understood what Easton was trying to say. She replied, "Sure. Let's toast!" They raised their glasses and made a toast. After that, Edward continued, "Severin is not weak. A normal assassin is not going to be able to kill him. We need to hire at least a higher rank assassin. I know the assassin in the killer organization is ranked by their stars. Those who have more stars are more powerful. Of course, more expensive too!"