Hong Kong film: Forever, a killer with amazing skills

Then they moved aside.

The two men, one in black and one in white, glanced at each other, nodded, and then attacked together, forcefully slamming into the double doors in front of them.

--boom!

The office door was slammed open.

The first thing the three people who rushed into the office saw was their boss, Willie King, lying on a chair with his eyes wide open in death!

"boss!!!"

The three of them immediately rushed forward.

The woman reached out and touched the boss's neck.

There was no pulse.

Even my body felt ice-cold.

This person had clearly been dead for some time.

Upon seeing this result, all three of them turned pale.

"Make a call, call for help!"

The woman looked at the two of them and said.

The Black man nodded, turned around, walked to the side, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

"Do you know something?"

At this moment, the white man also looked at the woman and asked.

His intuition told him that the other party definitely knew some secrets that they didn't.

The woman nodded upon hearing this, and then told the other party about how the boss had invited a blind man named Kane to deal with the Dark Reaper.

"Kane? I've heard of him. He used to be a legend at the Continental Hotel. He went blind later, but I've heard he's still incredibly formidable."

The white man had apparently heard some rumors about Kane, unaware that he was a terrifying killer.

So he wasn't surprised that his boss would invite a blind man to help deal with the Dark Death God.

but!

Judging from the current results, last night's operation was clearly not going smoothly at all.

With the boss dead, Kane, who was in charge of the operation last night, is most likely also dead.

"This is the revenge of the Grim Reaper of the Night!"

The woman said through gritted teeth.

"It's obvious."

The white man took out a handkerchief and picked up the gold playing card that was nailed to the table.

"Golden playing cards. The Dark Reaper always leaves these playing cards behind after killing some important figures."

He said.

At this time;

The Black man who used to make phone calls has also returned.

"I have already notified headquarters, and they will send someone over today."

He said.

"We must avenge our boss!"

The woman said viciously.

Upon hearing this, the white man and the black man exchanged a glance.

The black man then shook his head and said, "Don't take any action for now. Let's wait for the people from headquarters to arrive before making any decisions."

"The Dark Reaper is a member of the Brotherhood of Assassins!"

The woman's eyes flashed fiercely as she said, "The Assassin Brotherhood has clashed with our Mainland Hotel more than once over the years. This time, they killed the head of our Hong Kong Mainland Hotel, which is a provocation against the authority of the Mainland Hotel!"

The Assassin Brotherhood?

Both Black and White people looked on with surprise.

"If that's the case, then headquarters should take some action this time."

"That's what the Black man said."

If it were a united Assassin Brotherhood, even he didn't believe the Continental Hotel could stand up to them.

After all, it was an assassin organization with a history of over two thousand years!

Any organization that has survived for over two thousand years, no matter how poorly it performs now, should not be underestimated.

Perhaps they are hiding some terrible trump card, but the cost is too high for them to use.

Not to mention;

The Assassin Brotherhood is anything but weak.

They're just not united.

As for the extent of the disunity?

Let's say that.

Every branch of the Assassin Brotherhood hopes that the other branches will die out as soon as possible!

If one branch is destroyed.

Then the other branches of the Assassin Brotherhood will not only fail to avenge them.

On the contrary, they'll open champagne to celebrate!

This is why the Black man said that the headquarters of the Continental Hotel would definitely take action...

The High Table has never been afraid of a single Assassin Brotherhood.

even;

The power wielded by the High Table far surpasses that of any Assassin Brotherhood.

But what if dozens of Assassin Brotherhood branches around the world united?

That high table should probably surrender with its hands raised!

......

In the office;

Willie's body was quickly removed and temporarily stored in the freezer in the basement of the Continental Hotel to prevent it from decomposing.

Meanwhile, three of King Willie's close confidants took on the responsibility of keeping the hotel running.

at this time;

In a room.

The white man who had previously appeared in King Willie's office opened the door and walked in.

After entering, the man first walked to a wall, took down a painting hanging on the wall, and then opened a hidden compartment on the back of the painting.

The hidden compartment required iris scanning to unlock, so he leaned closer and positioned one of his eyes in front of the scanner.

A moment later;

Iris scan confirmed, hidden compartment opened.

The man took out an encrypted phone and pressed a button on the side, blocking the signal throughout the room.

This jamming device is specially designed; it blocks all other signals except those emitted by the specially encrypted phone in his hand.

of course!

It can only send things out, but cannot receive them.

But that's enough.

All he needs to do is send the message out.

Holding his phone, the man typed a message and sent it.

After doing all this;

He turned off his phone, put it back in the hidden compartment, turned off the shielding device, closed the compartment, and hung the painting back up.

"I hope it's not too late."

The man thought to himself.

He turned around, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then opened the door and left the room.

the other side;

Central District Police Headquarters.

In the office of a chief superintendent.

A serious-looking middle-aged man suddenly frowned and looked at an email notification that popped up in the lower right corner of his computer screen.

He picked up the mouse and clicked on it.

The email was a very ordinary spam email, the kind of credit card application email that many people often receive. These kinds of emails are basically scams. Do not click on any links, or you will soon be scammed.

The middle-aged man who saw the spam email glanced at it calmly and then deleted it.

He turned off his computer, got up, grabbed his things, and left the office.

Half an hour later;

On the rooftop of a building in Central.

A tall, upright figure stood on the edge of the rooftop, gazing at the distant scenery.

At this time;

There was a sound of footsteps.