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Chapter 74 Assassination Awakening, Leap of Faith

late at night.

At the very top of the building, the welds on top of the steel structure were not wide enough for two feet to stand on.

Hong Chen could only squat on it on tiptoe.

His eyes rested on the building opposite - the CIA New York branch.

Its old and aged appearance is inconspicuous in the bustling city. If it weren’t for the sign outside the building, few people would be interested in it.

The CIA's main responsibility is to collect and analyze all kinds of foreign intelligence, either openly or secretly. Therefore, the domestic agencies are not its main force. Most domestic cases are handled by the FBI. If New York was not so important, it would not disperse part of its power here.

In Anna's case, there was a conflict of authority between the FBI and the CIA. Since the CIA was the first to obtain the KGB's backstabbing information on Anna, they were able to successfully accept the case.

Having said that, if Anna was kept in the FBI, the enemies and difficulties that Hong Chen would face would at least increase several times.

Perhaps Miller was afraid that Hong Chen would give up, so he brought him back to the CIA.

There is no doubt that the interior of the building, which now seems loose, must have been set up with a tight net.

Miller was anxious for evidence, and Hong Chen was anxious to save people.

This is a collision of wisdom, but essentially it is a contest of strength.

Miller didn't think the CIA would lose because he was the host and commanded a world-famous spy organization.

but.

Hong Chen also didn't think he would fail.

Suddenly, Hong Chen's gaze fixed and his vision froze in an instant.

In an instant, the sound of the wind around me disappeared from my ears, leaving only the sound of my heartbeat, which gradually became louder and louder like a drum.

Heartbeat overclocking.

The Brotherhood's unique skills are also the core of so-called gun fighting and ultra-long-range sniping.

In Sloan's description, this is a skill that requires talent or long-term training to gradually develop.

Hong Chen didn’t know whether he had the talent, but he succeeded quickly after getting the information.

The easiest way for ordinary people to speed up their heartbeat is to hold their breath, but there is a limit to how long ordinary people can hold their breath, and there is also a limit to their heartbeat.

However, for a master, it is not difficult to adjust the heartbeat autonomously, because practicing martial arts requires lowering the heartbeat most of the time.

By doing the opposite, and adding the experience accumulated by the Brotherhood over thousands of years, a set of techniques to achieve super-powerful strength by overclocking the heartbeat can be achieved.

The field of vision is changing, just like the focal length is being adjusted. The building is getting closer and clearer in my eyes.

But this is not as good as Hong Chen’s own eyesight.

The most important thing is that a wonderful power accumulates in the body.

The power that cannot be retained for long under normal conditions can be retained and compressed under overclocking.

A few moments.

Heart rate: 400, which is the limit.

But this is the limit of the Brotherhood, not Hong Chen's limit.

His heart rate was 500 and veins on Hong Chen's face were exposed.

His heart rate was 600 and his face was flushed red.

His heartbeat was 700. Hong Chen's eyes were filled with blood, and the whites of his eyes were almost completely occupied by red.

Instantaneous.

His curled up legs instantly straightened like a frog leaping, and a huge force pushed his body out like an arrow.

The sudden force caused the steel frame where he had just landed to vibrate violently, twisting and collapsing.

In a blink of an eye, Hong Chen was in mid-air. There was nothing below him except for a few vehicles passing by a hundred meters below.

Three meters, five meters, ten meters!
His body still showed no signs of falling.

But it is still far away from the opposite building.

Seventeen meters later!

Gravity seemed to have finally discovered the fish that had escaped its net and began to show its presence.

However, as soon as he started falling, Hong Chen raised his left hand and aimed at the top outer wall of the CIA building.

The grappling hook was launched and embedded into the wall, and the steel rope was retracted, pulling him up again.

Approaching the wall, Hong Chen took the initiative to retract the hook rope, and with the last bit of inertia he grabbed the edge of the wall with both hands. He exerted force with his arms, and his body jumped straight up like a fish leaping into the water, and stood steadily on the edge of the rooftop.

Hood down, action begins.

Top floor.

Two agents in black combat uniforms were guarding the entrance to the rooftop, standing still like they were on guard duty.

Suddenly, one of them raised his hand and slapped his neck.

The other man turned around to look, and the next second, he also slapped himself hard on the neck.

"Mosquito?" they both asked in unison.

Then, one of them said, "Just watch first, I'll go get some mosquito repellent."

"Okay, hurry up."

Thirty-seven seconds later, the people who remained in place began to twitch.

A dark shadow immediately descended over his head.

The hidden blade penetrated the back of the head from top to bottom, instantly severing the brain stem nerves.

The twitching body immediately stiffened, but the falling shadow was perfectly hidden behind him.

Manipulating the corpse to slowly turn, Hong Chen soon discovered the surveillance camera across the corridor.

Glancing left and right, he pulled the corpse and moved his feet, looking like a normal person, as if he was patrolling.

He passed in front of the surveillance camera and turned around without any flaws.

Afterwards, he leaned the corpse against a spot where only half of the body could be seen on the surveillance camera, and Hong Chen turned and ran towards the corpse next to him who was holding mosquito repellent and had a dark blue face.

After a while, he changed into combat uniform, lowered the brim of his hat, and walked into the surveillance range again.

He returned to the place facing the surveillance camera while hugging the first corpse and chatting and laughing, letting the corpse lean gently against the wall to keep it from falling. Then he returned to the opposite side, and after some arrangements, the arm of the second corpse holding a gun was revealed in the surveillance camera.

Only by facing each other in pairs can we better detect the intrusion of outsiders.

"Well done, Billy, you should stand like this." He heard the compliment from the headphones, so he smiled into the microphone hidden in his collar. Leaving the patio passage and pushing open the metal door, the light suddenly became bright.

The eight agents were sitting in different positions. When they heard the voice, they just glanced at him and paid no more attention to him.

Hong Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth and fumbled for a lighter.

Before he could speak, someone said, "Here!"

Hong Chen stepped forward and took out another cigarette.

The other person smiled and said, "I just finished smoking. Now you have cigarettes and I have a lighter. We are a good match!"

"You're right." Hong Chen handed the cigarette to the other party, who stretched his neck and opened his mouth to take it.

The next moment, a sharp blade pierced straight through his throat.

After Hong Chen completed the process of the two people lighting cigarettes, he walked to the window with a cigarette in his mouth.

Through the reflection of the glass, he noticed that the other people were not paying attention to him, but were all looking down, reading books or looking at their phones, or taking a nap. So he curled his lips, turned around and slowly paced around the office.

A few moments.

The smell of blood gradually filled the air.

"What's that smell?" The middle-aged agent stood up suddenly.

But unfortunately, everyone else seemed to be asleep and no one looked up.

He finally noticed something was wrong and leaned over to press the emergency button.

But an arm suddenly wrapped around him and tightened his throat.

At the same time, Hong Chen's figure also blocked the surveillance camera in the corner.

"They are all dead, do you want to live?"

The agent's face changed and he began to struggle instinctively.

Hong Chen pressed hard with his hands, slammed his face on the table, and pulled his hair, repeating this several times.

After stopping, the agent's face was covered in blood.

The hidden blade suddenly popped out and aimed at the agent's eye socket.

"Dead or alive?"

Hong Chen pressed the question again, and the agent gasped with a struggling look in his eyes.

Without even turning his head, Hong Chen picked up a photo from his desk: a middle-aged agent, his blonde wife, and a pair of cute twins.

The photo swayed gently before the agent's eyes.

At this time, there was no need for him to take the initiative to threaten.

"What do you want to know?"

Hong Chen: "Where are the people brought here today being held?"

"I don't know who was brought in today, but generally suspects are kept on the thirteenth floor."

"Where's the monitoring room?"

The agent raised his hand and pointed: "It's the one at the innermost part."

"Where's Leonard Miller?"

"I don't know, but he must have been hiding very well. All of us worked overtime to catch you."

Hong Chen nodded.

Then, the agent suddenly felt a sharp pain on the side of his neck. He opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came out.

"Sorry, we are enemies." Hong Chen put the photo back on the table.

Life disappeared quickly, but Hong Chen stood still.

Nothing else, just being raped by knowledge again.

The arm armor became hot, and a stream of heat was injected into the body and rushed into the brain along the arm.

[Leap of Faith: At first this move was just for ambushes or escaping capture, but later it became part of the Assassin joining ceremony and eventually became a signature move of the Assassin Brotherhood. You can use soft materials such as hay, water, or leaves and petals to greatly reduce the impact of the fall. Remember! Be careful of someone putting a fork in the haystack! ]

At this moment, Hong Chen suddenly understood that the sentence in the equipment description of "Assassin's Creed" "contains the wisdom of countless assassins over thousands of years" was not just a simple compliment.

After successfully completing an assassination using the arm armor, it is possible to inherit the skills of those assassin masters.

For every nine people you assassinate, you will have a chance to gain a skill.

The reason why it is an opportunity is that the wisdom in the equipment needs to see the assassination method and skills it thinks are appropriate before it will pass on the skills. In other words, it already has a certain degree of wisdom.

After absorbing the skills, Hong Chen continued to move forward.

At the elevator entrance, there were two more people.

However, there is more surveillance around.

It can be expected that the further down you go, the fewer blind spots there are in monitoring.

Hong Chen thought for a while, stepped back and came to the window.

He pushed open the window, shot the grappling hook into the wall, jumped up, and hung outside the building.

The steel cable was released quickly and arrived outside the 13th floor in a blink of an eye.

Smoke floated out of the window and the hand that had been holding the cigarette stretched out.

Hong Chen waited for two seconds, then suddenly fell down and killed the enemy with one sword.

Grabbing the other person's clothes, he hid outside the window and looked inside secretly: there were an astonishing number of agents coming and going on the corridor.

After thinking about it, Hong Chen hung one hand on the windowsill, took out the C4 explosives with the other hand and stuffed it into the arms of the smoking man in front of him, then pushed him down and tightened the grappling rope and went up.

Soon, screams were heard from the window and a lot of footsteps approached.

It was not until some smart person stuck his head out of the window and turned his neck to look up that Hong Chen pressed the detonator.

boom! !

The violent explosion was so close that he could clearly feel the huge vibration coming from the wall.

Blazing flames shot out of the window, and glass and wall fragments flew everywhere.

Smoke, dust, flames, accompanied by screams, wails and curses.

Hong Chen climbed up from the wall, let out the hook line, and swung in.

(End of this chapter)