Zhen Leilei walked out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, her long wet black hair hanging around her shoulders. At such a tense moment, the first thing she did after waking up was to take a bath.
With bare feet, she stepped on the carpet and came to the bedside table. She opened her suitcase, took out a pistol from it, and slowly started to put on the silencer.
Then the doorbell rang.
Zhen Leilei frowned; "Who?"
"Ma'am, you ordered breakfast service."
A strange man's voice came from outside.
"Just leave it at the door, thank you!"
"Uh... okay then."
Zhen Leilei loaded her pistol, walked slowly to the door, paused for a moment, and then suddenly opened the door. There is indeed a dining car parked at the door, covered with a white tablecloth. I don't know what is underneath.
Zhen Leilei looked around to make sure there was no one else in the corridor, then carefully grabbed the tablecloth and pulled hard. There was a crisp "ding-dong" sound, and the huge dinner plate fell from it, falling to the ground and spinning continuously.
Looking at the empty dining car, Zhen Leilei breathed a sigh of relief and was about to bend down to pick up the dinner plate. Suddenly, a black shadow appeared behind the steel dinner plate.
Zhen Leilei shot behind her without any hesitation. However, a pair of thick arms stretched out and tightly strangled a steel wire around her neck.
A bearded man sneaked into her room at some point and took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
Fortunately, Zhen Leilei used a pistol to pin the wire, and the bullet was fired close to her neck, almost hitting the man behind her in the head.
As soon as the opponent's grip loosened, Zhen Leilei took the opportunity to lower her head, turn around, break free from the wire and shoot again. The man kicked Zhen Leilei's pistol away, then grabbed her hair and dragged her into the room.
Then he swooped forward and strangled the wire towards Zhen Leilei's neck again.
It must be said that this man is very powerful. With only a steel wire, he faced Zhen Leilei holding a pistol, but he always kept her at a disadvantage.
Zhen Leilei clenched her hands into fists to protect her throat. The man behind him laughed triumphantly: "Hey, Bichi, don't resist. Just let me kill you, and then I will beat you hard. Finally, I will take the photo and upload it to the Internet, haha Ha ha… "
Villains always die from talking too much.
Just when the pervert thought everything was safe and frantically vented his dark and perverted thoughts to his prey, Zhen Leilei suddenly struck backwards with her elbow, hitting the opponent in the ribs next to his heart.
The man groaned, one arm suddenly became numb and he couldn't use any strength.
Zhen Leilei once again took the opportunity to break away from the steel wire, her hands flew up, and in a daze, she tied the steel wire to the other man's hand.
"Fake me? No, it's Fake Squid!"
In the man's frightened eyes, Zhen Leilei pulled hard, four fingers flew around, and blood splashed on the man's face.
Zhen Leilei flew up and kicked the man into the bathroom behind her. The man fell into the bathtub, screaming and waving his hands wildly, unable to get up for a while.
Zhen Leilei slowly picked up the kicked pistol, checked it, and then reloaded it. Looking at the man who had stood up again, she raised the pistol and gently pulled the trigger.
"Woohoo, the winner is decided, Mr. Bilderman was eliminated miserably." Tommy looked at the men at the table below and said with a smile, "I wonder how many guests just made the right bet? It seems that they are still from China. The beautiful ladies from China are more powerful, after all, Chinese people know kung fu."
He shook his fist a few times and made a pose, which made the people below laugh.
"Then with Miss Zhen Leilei's victory, I'm afraid her odds ranking will be moved higher." Tommy pointed at the screen, "Now we can see that she has risen from seventh to third She is famous. Is there anyone who is more optimistic about her? Maybe she may be the protagonist of this game."
The men at the long table laughed and stared at the screen greedily. Zhen Leilei was wearing a bathrobe, showing her good figure and sweet face. Soon, more than a dozen people raised their stakes on her.
Zhen Leilei knew that there was a camera hidden in this room and ignored the corpse in the bathroom. She walked into the bathroom with her luggage, changed her clothes, glanced at her phone, and left quickly.
Not long after, Dean and Sam carefully walked out of the next room with pistols in hand. Looking at the messy room, they both frowned at the same time.
Sam said solemnly: "Brandes is right, they are killing each other."
Dean looked around at the still empty corridors and frowned: "The fight was like this and no one came forward to stop it, let alone call the police. What on earth is going on here!"
Sam walked into the bathroom, searched the body for a moment, then turned around and said, "Hey, look what I found?"
In his hand is a mobile phone.
"What's up here?"
"I don't know, there is a password." Sam shook his head, "Go find Brandes and see if she can open it."
Looking at Sam and Dean appearing on the screen, Tommy frowned slightly: "I didn't expect the mission target to be hiding nearby. Zhen Leilei really missed a good opportunity."
He looked back and saw the men in front of the long table. He hesitated and said loudly: "Send the information about the mission target hidden in the hotel to give our contestants a little more motivation."
Dean and Sam returned to their room and handed the phone to Brandes. Brandes touched the phone and spoke out a series of numbers. Sam opened his phone and browsed through it quickly, his expression became very ugly.
"Damn, if this is not a prank, then we should be in a killer competition now." Sam gritted his teeth, "In this town, there are 30 top killers from all over the world, and they will be here Kill each other to the last man alive.”
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He raised his phone and eight photos flashed across the screen.
"This is?"
Dean hesitated.
"In addition to killing each other, this is the mission target they also want to assassinate." Sam gritted his teeth, "There are eight people in total, and most of them we know."
"Sharon, me, Dean, Sam, Brandes, Cassidio, and..." Sam shook his phone, "I don't know the other two people. Sam, are they yours?"
Sam pointed to his eyes: "Kid, I'm blind."
"..." Sam rolled his eyes, "As of now, I still have to find Sherron first. He must know what to do next... Damn it."
He looked at the newly received message on his phone: "Someone sent our location to the phone. We must leave immediately. The killers will definitely arrive soon."
"What about him?"
Dean pointed at Barbaris, who was still hiding on the bed.
"Take him with you." Brandes said in a deep voice. "It is very rare for a skin to be a perfect match for an angel. If he dies, it will be difficult for the angel to find another suitable skin to lean on in a short time."
"Well, after hearing what you said, I feel like I'm not a burden."
Dean stepped forward and forcibly dragged Barbaris from the bed.
"Where do we go now?"
"Follow her."
"who?"
Except for Brandes and Sam, Ritaza, whom no one else could see, was standing at the door of the room, pointing in a certain direction.