In the dark night, the New York Heroes Association is still coordinating with the official details of the cleaning operation that will begin at 8 a.m., while others who have the same purpose as them have begun silent action.

At 6 a.m., at dark before dawn.

Assassin Victoria walked lightly in the dim alleys of Queens. She wore a white assassin robe and a hood, covering most of her face.

He was carrying two swords behind his back, and the belt around his waist was filled with daggers. He was holding a box in his left hand and his right hand was hanging down in his wide cuffs. He could launch a thunderous attack at any time.

And beside her, there were several companions walking with her.

They are all old friends.

"You said, why did the master suddenly issue an offensive order for the opponent to join forces?"

Assassin Layla Hassan whispered:

“Is it because their activities in New York that made the master feel threatened?”

"Threat? Just them?"

Myers, who followed the two ladies, shook his head, looked around and said:

"They can't be called a threat at all. They just arrived in New York and have not done anything to disrupt social order. Most of them are competing for territory with some local gangs in the dark."

"But to be honest, they are indeed a threat. If they are allowed to continue to move freely, the city's gradually improving security situation will be dragged back to its original situation."

Myers said:

"From the orders of the master in the past, he is a person who doesn't like to see order disturbed. I occasionally feel that the master is like a Templar, more like an assassin."

"No, order and freedom do not conflict."

The fourth person who had been silent, the assassin carrying a black one-handed axe. John Wick, who was ruthless and speechless, suddenly spoke:

"Absolute freedom and absolute order are both the source of disasters. The master's philosophy is to maintain the balance between the two, just like our ancestors."

"Being called to become an assassin by freedom, but will never take the initiative to destroy the order that protects most people."

"I'm just talking casually."

Myers shrugged, he said:

"I also know that chasing freedom cannot be at the cost of disrupting the world. Speaking of which, Victoria, and Layla, you two have been tracking the missing 'Golden Apple' on the East Coast recently. Is there any news?"

"No."

Layla said unluckyly:

"That thing seems to have completely disappeared. We have caught several remnants of the Templars before, but they don't know where the Golden Apple was taken."

"Focus on the mission, everyone."

Victoria made a gesture, and the four assassins stopped moving, and they jumped onto the wall with agility.

At the end of the streets and alleys in front of them was an ordinary sewage treatment plant, but according to the master's information, this is another stronghold of the Handicraft Association.

Three assassins except Victoria unfolded their hawkeye senses and quickly locked on the moving people in the building.

A lot of numbers.

And they have been trained, their steps are light when moving, and their special breathing methods make their heart beat faster than ordinary people.

"It's not easy to deal with."

Layla held the broken spear behind her, and she wiped the blade of the broken spear, she said:

"A bunch of real ninjas is just like we met those guys in South Darbart training camp."

“Talk about Nandalbat”

Myers said:

"Don't you think that this gang seems to have some relationship with the Assassin League? I heard that the Assassin League also issued a reward order just now, and the target is also the gang."

"When we were training for those ninjas, were you all napping? Myers."

Victoria said coldly:

"The Handsome was an ally of the Assassin League a long time ago, but was later abandoned. The dead ninja master, Lars Al Gul, got the ninja heritage from the Handsome, allowing it to take root in the Assassin League."

"It can be said that these two organizations are one."

"Then why do they have civil war?"

Myers asked like a curious baby:

"It's still at this time."

"master!"

The silent John spoke:

"As the only remaining master of the Brotherhood, he must have something to do with the Assassin League. After all, the Assassin League is also a branch of the Brotherhood."

"Say that"

Layla looked at Victoria beside her and said:

"The master is not trying to strike the gang, he wants it"

"Extinction it!"

Victoria was the only one among the people who knew Merlin’s true identity. She knew very well how terrifying the resources that Master Merlin could mobilize in light and darkness.

She shook her head and said to her companions:

"Obviously, the master doesn't want to see the hand-to-hand associations in the world again, they must have really angered him."

Victoria used the perception of the witch hunter to sense the breath of activity in the sewage treatment plant ahead. Her eyes were filled with a hint of pity, but it was fleeting.

She said to the other three:

"These people are dead, and they cannot escape the master's anger. Focus on the mission, everyone, find that "faith" and take his head back!"

"Action!"

In Victoria's voice, the three assassins around her escaped into the shadows. Even John Wick, who had always liked to fight head-on, completely eliminated his breath at this moment.

This berserker-like assassin is not unlikely to sneak.

In fact, his stealth skills are one of the best people in the fraternity right now, and he just doesn't want to sneak.

Why do you have to spend time sneaking if you can easily kill someone in front of you?

"Click"

Victoria opened the box in her hand, and as she flew her fingers, a black sniper rifle full of futuristic style was assembled by her.

The assassin observed the layout of the sewage treatment plant in front of him, and then ran silently on the wall like a monkey, and finally found a perfect sniper point.

She raised her gun and hung the communicator in her ear. As a witch hunter with super vision, she couldn't use the scope. She looked at the situation in the factory and whispered:

"I saw you, please take action!"

"Puff, puff, puff"

As soon as Victoria finished speaking, three shadows rushed out from all parts of the factory, killing five ninjas in an instant.

In the silent assassination that had been practiced to the extreme skill, the three assassins cleared from the outside of the factory, like the most diligent cleaners.

Victoria, who was responsible for supporting the support, also turned the gun from time to time and pulled the trigger.

The sniper rifle in her hand used a little Cybertron engineering technology. After blessing with a special muffler, the bullets shot were completely silent in the dark.

"We're going down, Victoria, pay attention."

Myers' voice sounded in the communicator, and Victoria pointed the muzzle at the passage from the ground to the underground, like a hunter waiting for prey.

But after a few minutes, things changed.

The noisy sound rang in the communicator, mixed with Layla's screams of anger.

"Shet! These guys have weirdness, they can't be killed!"

"There are still many children imprisoned here to be careful!"

"boom"

A blast from the ground widened Victoria's eyes, and the rising flames spewed out from the passage from the underground to the ground.

And as the fire burned, several figures rushed out from the ground.

"Bang"

A faint sound was heard, and one of the people's head exploded.

Miss Assassin quickly pulled the bullet and loaded it, then fired the second and third shots.

A few seconds later, the remaining people rolled and crawled into the shooting blind spot.

Victoria threw the gun in her hand to the spot. She pulled out the silver sword behind her and poured a mouthful of high-level thunder potion. As the blue veins on her face storm, the Assassin sister jumped up from the hiding place, like a white shadow, quickly rushed into the war zone.

"Bang"

Victoria, holding a sharp sword, blocked the escaped leader of the Hand-Group Association. The Japanese man named "Xin" held a sword in his hand, and his clothes were still pierced.
To be continued...