Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

After Chen An issued the order, the assassins hiding in the shadows also began to move, taking care of the killers around them without hesitation!

Before they even realized it, they had already fallen to the ground and lost their lives, and were then dragged away by the assassins.

However, some assassins did manage to infiltrate the hotel.

At that moment, Chen An, who was in the suite, suddenly felt the lights around him dim and then quickly go out. It wasn't just here; it could be said that the power to the entire hotel had been deliberately cut off!

Tatata!

Carl, looking puzzled, strode over from a distance: "Boss, why did the power suddenly go out?"

"The enemy has come to our door," Chen An said calmly.

"What!" Carl exclaimed in surprise, then quickly said, "Boss, let's get out of here. We just arrived in New York and haven't prepared any weapons yet. We're definitely no match for these people."

Carl's tone was somewhat anxious.

Chen An smiled and said, "No need. Just stay here. Someone will take care of it for us."

After saying that, he used the shared perspective, and the image of the assassins protecting the presidential suite appeared in front of him. He saw an assassin hanging quietly on the ceiling of the stairwell exit.

Step...step

Soft footsteps were heard, and two figures slowly emerged from the stairwell door, wearing masks and holding Glock 17 pistols, walking steadily toward the suite where Chen An lived.

Seeing this, the assassin did not hesitate. He pushed off with both legs and moved like a cheetah to appear behind an assassin. He quickly reached out and grabbed the other person's neck, applying slight force.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking rang out, and his body fell straight down.

The other assassin heard the commotion and saw this scene. His expression changed, and he was about to fire his gun, but the assassin was faster. A cold light flashed by.

A line of blood appeared on the assassin's neck, and a large amount of blood flowed out. As if all the strength had been drained from his body, he collapsed to the ground, looking at the assassin. He struggled for a moment and then fell still!

After dealing with the two men, the assassin bent down slightly to pick up their pistols, checked the magazines, and then his ears twitched as he activated his "Sharp Ears and Eyes" ability, hearing footsteps coming from the stairwell.

So I walked toward the stairwell.

Another assassin appeared from the shadows, also stained with blood, and holding two pistols in his hands.

The two entered the stairwell and walked downstairs silently.

The footsteps below grew louder, meaning the assassins were getting closer.

Upon hearing all this, the assassins immediately raised their guns, waiting for the other party to come to them!

Tatata!

The footsteps grew increasingly rapid, and the two assassins at the front were instantly exposed to the guns of the assassins.

biubiu!

The assassins pulled the triggers without hesitation. The darkness had no effect on them; bullet after bullet accurately struck the assassins' foreheads and chests.

His body fell to the ground quickly. The assassins following behind him saw this and their pupils contracted. They quickly retreated, their reaction speed extremely fast. Some of them even fired back.

It's clear that this group of assassins is much stronger than the ones we just encountered; they are the ones most likely to receive the bounty.

Bullets shot out, most of them hitting the wall. Even if a bullet hit the assassins squarely, they would dodge it.

biubiubiu!

Upon seeing the enemy retreat, the two assassins not only did not back down, but instead rushed out quickly, their agile figures leaping across the walls of the stairwell, their triggers never stopping.

In an instant, corpses lay scattered on the steps.

Once the bullets were used up, they were discarded. Instead, they picked up the guns brought by the assassins and used them immediately. In just a few moments, only three of the assassins survived!

But it was forced to go all the way down.

Fortunately, the three worked well together and kept firing into the stairwell. They had now retreated to the corridor on the third floor of the hotel.

But the three of them looked grim, showing no joy at having survived.

"Fuck! Have the managers at the Continental Hotel gone mad? Three silver coins to deal with this kind of person!"

"I didn't even get a good look at what they looked like, and now only the three of us are left dead. This job is off! Let's get out of here!"

"You're right, leaving was the best decision!"

Just as the three were talking, two assassins arrived in front of them, with only a door separating them!

The two assassins exchanged a glance, and one of them suddenly kicked out, the force of which directly caused the stairwell door to collapse.

The assassin, who was hiding behind the door and ready to fire at any moment, was caught off guard and pinned to the ground by the door.

The other assassin rushed out the moment the door collapsed, and came to the corridor. His eyes flashed, and he quickly locked onto the positions of the other two.

With a forceful flick of his left hand, he sent a gleaming dagger plunging straight into the assassin's throat. The man clutched his neck in disbelief, trying to raise his gun with the other hand, but to no avail.

biu!

The assassin on the other side had already fired, a faint smile playing on his lips. His attention was completely elsewhere; the assassin certainly wouldn't be able to react in time.

But he was wrong. The assassin didn't even turn his head, quickly raised his other hand, turned the gun around, and fired two shots.

The first bullet hit the incoming bullet, sending it flying, and the second bullet, without any doubt, struck the last assassin between the eyebrows!

This farce is over!

As for the assassin who was pressing down on the door, he had already been shot and killed by another assassin who was slightly behind.

The two then used their sonic positioning ability to confirm that there were no lurking assassins nearby. They then blended into the night, returned to their original positions, and continued their guard duties!

A bloody battle was resolved quietly.

Upon seeing this, Chen An frowned. How were they going to deal with all those assassin corpses in the hotel and outside?

If he stays here, he'll be fine, but he probably won't be able to stay in this hotel anymore, and he'll have to find a more suitable place.

To be honest, he really liked this hotel.

Then, as if he had just thought of something, he picked up the phone and dialed Jerome's number.

Since they were assassins sent by a mainland hotel, they should be able to handle it themselves.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. Jerome's anxious voice came from the other end, "Mark Ann, I didn't expect you to still be alive."

"It seems you already know," Chen An said with a smile.

"Well, as for the bounty on you, how could I, as the assassin from the Continental Hotel, not know about it? The only thing I can do for you is to refuse the bounty," Jerome said.

"I'm calling to ask if you'll handle the bodies, right?"

After a long silence on the other end of the phone, someone finally spoke, "Sure, one silver coin. The mainland hotel will have professional cleaners to clean up the scene."

"Do you want me to call them over for you?"

As expected! The mainland hotel did indeed possess this capability, so he said, "Alright, I'll give you the silver coins later."

"Anything else? If not, I'll hang up," Jerome asked.

"It's alright now. I hope we won't become enemies." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Then he fell into deep thought.

He never imagined that this mainland hotel was so cold-blooded and ruthless. He had only met them during the day, and less than a day later, someone had put a bounty on his head.

It seems that Kerry Weddell cannot live; he must die.

He didn't plan to negotiate with the mainland hotel either; if they didn't hand over the people, he would just send the Snake to rob them!