In the parking lot of the hotel.
Jack frowned with a cold face.
His phone was in his right hand, and the screen was still on.
His eyes narrowed and he stared coldly into the dark corner opposite.
"Do you know how long I've been waiting for this call?"
The sound of footsteps rang slowly and clearly in the silent parking lot.
After Amber left Tiana's car, Jack remained in the parking lot blankly.
He wondered what had just happened.
A mixed feelings of disappointment, melancholy and reluctance made him restless.
After a long time, the phone rang.
When Jack saw that it was Amber's number, he was instantly ecstatic.
But before he answered the phone, a killing intent came from the dark corner.
So he hung up the phone.
"Someone sent me to kill you."
Out of the darkness came a vague figure.
Jack's eyes became sharp.
The man in tight clothes looked like a ninja with two samurai swords, one was long and another was short.
Only his eyes were uncovered, revealing his fierce killing intent.
As if an evil serpent locking its eyes on the prey.
"Who sent you?" Jack asked.
"I am paid to do my job. You question is insulting my professional ethics."
The dark figure slowly walked towards Jack, his voice was hoarse with endless coldness. He suddenly said, "Unless you pay me more."
Jack was speechless.
Who is insulting whom?
At the moment he was stunned, a cold light flashed suddenly.
The slender samurai sword reflected a dazzling cold light under the light.
He rushed towards Jack directly like lightning.
"Don't you want a better payment?"
Jack arched his body, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
The katana set off a gust of wind, and then slashed towards his head.
He dodged sideways, and directly kicked towards the abdomen of the killer.
This kick took a lot of effort.
There was even a buzz.
Jack did not doubt the power of this kick.
After years and days of training, he already has the power to kick the slate broken.
The cold light flashed again.
Jack's eyes widened.
In his sight, the killer drew his short katana at Lightning speed, and directly slashed it towards his right leg.
A cluster of blood spilled into the air with the short katana.
In an instant, Jack slammed the killer's chest with a punch.
As the killer retreated, he also staggered back.
He felt a sharp pain in his right calf.
"That was close!"
Jack panicked at the lightning speed of the killer in front of him and a chill ran down his spine.
If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, and retreated the force of his right leg, not only his skin would be cut by the killer’s short katana.
Instead... the katana would have cut off his bones!
Jack frowned and stared at the dark figure opposite.
It was not that he had never seen a master ninja.
Back when the incident of the Assassin Squad, Kotaro was a ninja.
But he was a real killer on the Azrael List.
Then who was this one?
Judging from the brief fight just now, the killer was no weaker than Kotaro!
The killer suddenly smiled.
The next second, he directly rushed toward Jack like lightning.
The long and short katanas in his hands brought a whistling and buzzing sound, flashing dazzling cold light.
They were waved like a wall, without any leak.
The overwhelming killing intent erupted from the killer.
It shocked Jack.
Then he saw him dashing towards him.
Without a second thought, Jack turned around and ran.
He was not a fool nor a reckless man.
It was wise to make a prompt decision and leave.
The opponent was no weaker than Kotaro, who even had weapons in hands.
Remaining fighting recklessly would only get himself into the abyss.
He remembered that it cost him great effort to kill Kotaro.
If he really wanted to fight with this man, at least he had to be equipped with a knife!
Otherwise, when there was no great disparity in strength, taking the weapon from the opponent was impossible!
Jack was very confused while escaping.
That was because from beginning to end, the killer's accent and tone were the same as his own.
He was not like Kotaro at all. Even though Kotaro's pronunciation was clear, the crappy accent was still obvious.
The sound of the katanas slashing the wind was continuous behind him.
Jack was shocked, and while running fast, his feet kept changing positions.
Kunais and darts whizzed past him.
They hit the parking lot’s floor and pillars, spattering large sparks.
"You can't escape!"
The hoarse voice of the killer behind him was like a nail in his coffin.
Almost at the same time, Jack heard the wind ranging by his ears.
There was a sharp pain in his right arm, like being bitten by a poisonous snake.
Jack was agitated, turned his head and saw that a wound was severed by kunai on his right arm.
The flesh cut out and the blood flowed.
But the sharp pain that resembled a bite of a poisonous snake was not just caused by a incised wound.
Jack's pupils shrank, but he did not dare to slow down a bit.
Just as he expected.
The killer behind him sneered, "Being poisoned, how far can you run? Do you know how the Komodo dragon hunts?"
When the Komodo dragon hunts, after biting the prey, it would not fight with the prey, but rely on the bacteria in the mouth to "poison" the prey’s wound. When the prey escaped, it followed closely. After the poison showed its effect, it stepped forward and feasted on it.
Obviously, the killer didn't care if he can escape or not.
As long as the wound was poisoned, there must be a time when the poison took effect. That was the moment when the killer would really make an all-out attack!
"Who the hell are you?"
While running wildly, Jack was a little panicked
He was not afraid to fight the killer, escaping was to buy time. Whenever he could find a tool used as a weapon, he would have the courage to turn around and fight him head-on.
But now he was poisoned!
"On the way to the netherworld, I will burn paper money to tell you."
The killer’s laughter was full of mockery, "I have offered you a chance to hire me, but you refused. It's too late now!"
Jack suddenly laughed.
His laugh was harsh.
"Then it depends on whether you can kill me!"
The front was the exit of the parking lot. He would be saved as long as he ran out, even at night. He didn't believe that the killer would dare to pursue and kill him in broad daylight.
As long as time was gained, he would seek a way to cure himself!
"Do you think I can't hunt you outside?"
As soon as the thought came up, the killer sneered behind him.
Jack's heart twitched fiercely.
He gritted his teeth and rushed along the ramp of the parking lot.
However, when he saw the situation outside the parking lot, he was completely dumbfounded...