With a flip and a turn of his hands, the two silenced pistols, which hadn't even run out of bullets yet,
were stored back into his private space by Hunter. Then, he took them out again; what appeared in his palms were two more silenced pistols, also fully loaded.
Since joining the Continental Hotel and becoming a professional assassin,
Hunter, who was no longer short on money, kept a variety of weapons loaded with ammunition in his private space at all times.
Among them, he had prepared ten pistols equipped with silencers alone.
He didn't know who had found and targeted him tonight, but judging by the opponent's reaction,
they came with ill intent; they wanted Hunter's life.
They used a sniper, a frontal assault, and rappelling through the window.
However, no matter who the opponent was,
tonight's matter could not be settled peacefully.
In this life, although Hunter didn't plan to get married and aspired to be a'Sea God' (player),
for his lovers—especially the women who devoted their whole hearts to him—
Hunter naturally wanted them to live a life free of worries, enjoying wealth and glory.
And protecting their safety was the bare minimum guarantee.
Now, someone had crossed his bottom line.
By attacking him at the residence of Slater, one of his lovers,
it was impossible for him not to be furious today.
After quickly dealing with the people who had burst in through the front door, Hunter immediately turned around.
Switching to two fully loaded silenced pistols from his private space, he immediately pulled the triggers frantically at the three men in black who had just rappelled from the roof to the windowsill.
"Pop... Pop... Pop!"
The pistols equipped with silencers made low, rhythmic popping sounds.
Relying on his physical skills that had long since surpassed ordinary people, Hunter quickly dispatched the three men.
With a flip of one hand, the silenced pistol in his palm instantly vanished.
In its place was an alloy card about the size of a playing card, with all four edges sharpened to a razor's edge.
Hunter held it in his hand, flicked his wrist with sudden force, and threw it, aiming at a rappelling rope.
In the next moment, the alloy card accurately severed a rappelling rope.
His palm flipped twice more, and two more alloy cards flew out.
Under Hunter's current lv4 Throwing skill, all three alloy cards accurately severed the rappelling ropes.
After doing this, he took out another flashbang grenade.
Walking quickly to the door, Hunter stood still and listened carefully to determine the enemies' positions.
The footsteps outside the door had been chaotic just now, but after Hunter threw a flashbang and quickly eliminated the assassins who rushed in,
the chaotic sounds outside suddenly vanished!
Hunter certainly didn't think those assassins had retreated!
The fact that he couldn't hear any sound now only meant they were terrified by how quickly he had wiped out the first wave after throwing the flashbang!
Hunter quickly pulled the pin on the flashbang and counted the time, waiting until there were only two or three seconds left.
He threw the flashbang out and then closed his eyes!
"Bang!"
The flashbang detonated, followed by chaotic gunfire!
Two seconds later, Hunter snapped his eyes open and sprinted out the door!
Holding a gun in each hand, his vision quickly swept across the hallway in front of the door. He fired continuously, strafing every figure in the hallway!
"Pop!"
"Pop!"
"Pop!"
Over twenty bullets were fired in rapid succession as Hunter frantically harvested lives!
He pulled the trigger expressionlessly. Under his max-level passive Shooting skill,
every assassin in black within Hunter's sight fell one by one under his unreasonable marksmanship!
"Bang!"
Someone fired wildly in panic, and a bullet hit Hunter's chest.
However, his body only shook slightly. The bulletproof suit provided by the Continental Hotel had very good defensive capabilities!
At the very least, a pistol bullet like this was fundamentally unable to penetrate the suit and injure Hunter!
After quickly dealing with the enemies in the apartment hallway, Hunter raised his gun and gave everyone another shot to the head.
After confirming that all these people were dead, he looked at the nearby elevator and the safety passage leading upstairs and downstairs, falling into thought.
These assassins clearly came from the same organization.
To be able to mobilize so many assassins at once to deal with him,
Hunter couldn't help but wonder if there were more assassins lying in wait nearby.
If Slater weren't here, he wouldn't have to worry at all.
He would just fight his way out—clear the roof first, then check the floors below, and kill every possible enemy.
But now, Hunter had to consider Slater's safety.
Then, he took out the phone provided to him by the Continental Hotel and made a call.
After a few rings, the call was connected.
"This is Hunter Sun. I'm at the Wiseman Apartments. Help me book a dinner for twelve."
The call went directly to the Continental Hotel; Hunter was booking a Cleaners mission.
He knew that the commotion just now had been a bit too loud.
Someone must have heard the gunshots and reported it to the police.
Hunter needed the Continental Hotel to send Cleaners to help him dispose of the bodies and resolve the potential trouble with the police along the way.
Furthermore, the existence of the Continental Hotel would temporarily deter those behind the scenes from acting recklessly again.
No matter who was targeting him today, Hunter would find them soon and give them a harsh lesson... On the other end of the phone, a deep male voice soon responded.
"Understood, sir. Please wait a moment; dinner will be delivered shortly."
Hunter didn't have to wait long—about ten minutes later.
Several vehicles with 'Professional Waste Disposal' printed on them arrived at Slater's apartment.
Soon after, six men of varying heights, builds, and skin tones arrived at Slater's home together.
"Hello, Hunter."
As soon as he stepped out of the elevator and saw the bodies strewn across the hallway,
the leading middle-aged Caucasian man immediately took off his hat and bowed slightly to Hunter.
"Simon, sorry to trouble you all again."
Hunter had already cooperated with these Cleaners from the Continental Hotel several times.
As such, they were no longer strangers.
The men worked efficiently, quickly bagging and carrying away the bodies one by one.
The bloodstains on the floor were quickly cleaned, and all debris, glass shards, and shell casings were swept up and taken away.
Even Slater's damaged front door was addressed with a single phone call.
Not long after, a brand-new alloy security door was delivered!
From beginning to end, not a single resident of the entire apartment building came out.
No police officers came to the door to inquire about the situation either.
Even the assassins who might not have been completely dealt with did not reappear.
The influence of the Continental Hotel was evident...
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