In the quiet and deep black secret room, the old man sat on his soft and comfortable recliner, squinting at the screen displayed by the surveillance probe in front of him.

Twenty cameras were monitoring Liu Mengchao from all directions. The old man stretched out his left hand and slowly rotated the ruby ​​ring on his ring finger, raising the corners of his mouth contemptuously.

"Liu Mengchao...you can't find me."

As the old man spoke, he slowly leaned back, his gray hair scattered on the top of the chair, and he could be seen slightly squinting his cloudy and old eyes, staring at the screen in front of him.

"And now...you are going to die."

In the picture, Liu Mengchao stopped at the street corner to pick up black dahlias. A figure in a white robe rushed out of the flower shop, and the petals were scattered on the ground.

The scene turned and Liu Mengchao walked past the kissing couple. The two lovers suddenly separated. They twisted their faces, grinned and stabbed Liu Mengchao beside them. The lovers held a hand in their hands.

Thin steel wires, like green hair exposed in the sun, can divide a person into two parts in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, Liu Mengchao smiled and touched the head of the child carrying a schoolbag. The child raised his head happily, his innocent eyes like stars in the sky. He smiled, and then the schoolbag he was carrying beeped.

stand up.

boom!

What is hidden in the schoolbag may not be books, but may also be bombs.

Liu Mengchao looked at the Arc de Triomphe, Liu Mengchao was at the Colosseum, and Liu Mengchao was at the temple.

Every time Liu Mengchao paused and every time he took another step, the old man could clearly see it. In every place, assassins had already been arranged to assassinate Liu Mengchao. Assassination was not the exclusive domain of assassins.

Because this is one of the two oldest professions in the world, this profession may need to be cultivated, but it will never be occupied by one person alone.

The old man smiled and shook his head, then picked up the red wine glass placed on the cold, hard table. The red wine swayed slowly in the transparent glass wall, and he drank it in one gulp against his dry lips.

Then……

"Crack!"

The screen suddenly went black.

A pale skull appeared in the center of twenty screens. No, this is not accurate. There should be a part of the skull on each screen, and these white light spots finally formed a complete part.

A skull with dark circles under its eyes and a piece of scarlet candy wrapper biting in the corner of its mouth.

"You've been fooled, old man."

The skull's mouth, which only had teeth left, opened, clicking and thinking, and a line of words slowly appeared at the bottom of the screen.

"not good!"

The old man stood up abruptly, and the edge of his white robe directly brought down the bench behind him. At this moment, a loud noise sounded from behind the giant door behind the old man.

He turned around suddenly, and his cloudy old eyes seemed to be able to see through the hard and thick wooden door and see what was hidden behind the wooden door.

"I borrowed the power of technology, but you discovered it in the end... Liu Mengchao?"

The old man slowly turned the red gem he wore on the ring finger of his right hand with his left hand, leaned on the chair, looked at the wooden door that seemed to be talking indifferently, and smiled.

No one answered the old man's words, only the wooden door stood lonely and pitifully in front of the old man.

On the other side of the wooden door is a long and narrow walkway. The ground is covered with small gravels, which are the traces left by the excavations here.

Liu Mengchao was at the end of this path. Above his head was Piazza Venezia, and in front of him was a narrow and long road. Liu Mengchao walked very slowly, as if he still had not recovered from his trip to Rome.

Come. His eyes did not miss even a small stone under his feet, as if these stones contained secrets from thousands of years ago.

Liu Mengchao's steps were light, but it was not a simple journey for the people standing in front of Liu Mengchao. They were all dressed in white robes, with their hands wrapped in their sleeves.

"Please give way, it's too narrow here. I'm afraid of bumping into you."

Liu Mengchao said with a smile.

Then these men in white robes bowed slightly, walked forward, and walked to Liu Mengchao's side.

The body shape has skyrocketed!

In an instant, Liu Mengchao felt that his eyes were filled with white light, and he could see no other colors. Liu Mengchao dwarfed, watched the long knife slide across his chest, and then stretched out his left hand.

I raised my wrist slightly and heard a soft sound.

A red plum bloomed on top of the snowflakes.

Liu Mengchao did not hear the exclamations in his ears, as if these people in white robes had already forgotten their own lives and the fact that they were once alone.

There are more and more of them, completely blocking this small passage.

The other end of the passage is the other shore that Liu Mengchao wants to reach. Inside the passage, there is no sunlight all year round, and only boundless shadows spread everywhere.

Liu Mengchao smiled and slowly squatted down.

The soil is very good and suitable for growing flowers.

Liu Mengchao suddenly remembered such a sentence in his heart, and he walked forward with a smile. He raised his wrist lightly and sighed with his hidden sword, taking away a trace of warmth and leaving a blood-red plum blossom on the white robe.

The plum blossoms are very small, blooming dotted on the white ground.

There are many plum blossoms, and the road in front of Liu Mengchao is covered with stars.

The plum blossoms are very fragrant, with a smell mixed with blood and rust. After colliding with the soil that has been sleeping for thousands of years, they finally take root and sprout, and Zan releases her unique fragrance.

Liu Mengchao smiled and walked forward. When he reached the end, he subconsciously turned back.

The crowded road when they came was no longer visible, and groups of people were lying in the dry and old passage. The white robes they wore were like snowflakes falling and accumulating on a sunny day in winter.

These snowflakes stayed alone in this deserted passage, because they were so pitiful. So the red plum blossoms bloomed quietly around the snowflakes. The dots of plum blossoms did not rely on the ink-colored branches and soared indifferently in the sky.

Open in this small space.

Liu Mengchao squinted his eyes and looked at his feet. The ground that was supposed to be brown gradually began to change color. It seemed as if a gust of wind blew off the red petals on the branches. These petals fluttered and fell from the branches, layer by layer.

Layers upon layers of layers were laid on the ground, gradually spreading towards Liu Mengchao's feet.

Liu Mengchao raised his toes slightly, looked at the red stain on the edge of his shoes, and turned around with a carefree smile.

"You... shouldn't be here." A man's voice sounded behind Liu Mengchao, "I admit, your fighting ability is beyond our imagination."

Liu Mengchao turned around slowly and looked in the direction of the sound.

It was a man with a beard on his chin and a beard on his lips. His eyes were slightly squinted, with the brown curly hair blocking the surroundings, and the light did not shine through these eyes.

That was the light of hunger. This man looked like a lion, and when a lion is hungry, he only wants to do one thing.

kill.

That's all.

"Vito Corleone?"

The corners of Liu Mengchao's mouth curled up slightly, and then he laughed.

"That's just a pseudonym. My real name is Caesar Borgia."

The lion-like man said with a smile. There was sincerity in his eyes, and he looked like an amiable friend. His words were also gentle, and he did not sound angry or indignant at all.

As long as you don't look at his hands.

Because these hands held a gun. A silver pistol, with the muzzle pointed at Liu Mengchao's chest.

"The former master assassin Ezio assassinated my ancestor, my namesake Caesar Borgia. Now his descendant is standing in front of me again, but it seems that fate has made a joke..." Caesar Borgia

Ya slowly pulled up the safety, listening to the wonderful clicking sound from the silver gun in his hand, "Now, it's my turn to take revenge."

"The gun looks great, what's its name?"

Liu Mengchao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the silver-white pistol reflecting the blood light in the passage and said with a smile.

"The only firearm that can be used in the city of Rome: 'Rondo of Purity'." (To be continued..)

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