The Assassin

Chapter Six: The guy from the Black Aventador

Wearing a sunglass, a tank top paired with a jeans and my converse shoes. I’m walking down the Boardwalk, not wandering around. I'm killing another person.

I’m going to a nearby Chinese town as they call it here. I’m looking for my target. A fat Chinese guy that owns almost all the Chinese stores in town. He is staying here for 4 weeks, according to my information, to manage some, say, business.

I was pretending to be a local person looking around to buy basic things. I entered a Restaurant and eyed the staffs. Almost everyone here is Chinese. When I assured that he is not there, I got out and walked around again.

Something caught my eyes. It’s quite familiar. I think it's the sign at the ceiling of the boutique at the Sea Port from my last mission. It was a gold crest with a black hornet engraved at the middle. It was located at the inside of the tall building.

I stared at it, then lucky me. I saw Mr. Fatty. I need to get in. I'm having a pretty damn Blood Lust.

I can’t just enter at the entrance of the building so I walked around the back. I saw a brick wall circling the building. I easily climbed the high walls and jumped off landing on my feet. I looked for another way to enter the building aside from the entrance and the back door that was guarded by big securities. I saw a door at the balcony at the 3rd floor. I carefully looked around. When I saw that the coast is clear, I climbed up until I reached the balcony.

I was so fortunate since no one is guarding the door. I entered it and let my eyes scan the whole place. I sensed someone coming my way so I got myself a hiding place. It was the three guards I saw at the entrance. They might have been replaced by other guards. I readied myself to attack. I pulled out two shiny hunter’s knife from my side pocket. I waited for the right timing. I jumped out from my hiding and stabbed the two guards at their head. I felt the blood squirting out. The desire for blood shed. I pulled it out together from their head and turned to the other guard and knifed him at the chest. Well , that was easy.

I went downstairs and luckily, my target is sitting there with his 8 men surrounding him.

“Showtime” I told myself as I made the first move. I threw punches and kicks in the air, piercing my glistening knife at their body. One by one, I decapitated them and to my target’s daunted face, he plumped down from his seat. “Ready to die Mr. Wang?” I asked him while walking towards him. I like it when I do this during my mission. Making my target feel intimidated as I go close to their point.

“Who sent you? What is it that you want from me you bitch!?” he asked out of intimidation. “Oh Mr. Wang. If you did not just interfere to some Mafia on their business transaction, maybe, you can still live. But unfortunately, you didn’t.” I said boldly. I pulled out my knife and speared it to his chest.

I pulled it out from his body and kicked his about-to-get-cold carcass and started walking towards the elevator. I pressed the button and leaned on the cold metal wall of the elevator. I wiped off the blood from my knife using a clean cloth from the couch of my Target earlier. I inhaled deeply as I get in the elevator. I pulled out something from my pocket and said, “That’s two down. You’re next”.

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I was awaken by the sound of my alarm. I looked at my phone and was taken aback when I saw the time. ”Shit I’m late.” I exclaimed.

I hurriedly entered the bathroom and took a shower. I brushed my teeth, put on my clothes, shoes and grabbed a tuna sandwich from my fridge. I went down the parking lot and rode my car.

It’s been a week that I’ve stayed here in the Philippines and there is nothing interesting in here, except for my mission of course. I only have few targets left to deal with. I wonder what is happening now at the Mansion. I wonder how the other assassins are doing.

I almost bumped my head in the steering wheel when my car came to a halt after I saw a speeding Black Lamborghini Aventador sped off in front of me. It was followed by a black Sports Car with extreme speed. Those bastards, “I could smash your car with my car, just so you know.” I whispered exasperatedly.

I watch the cars as they came to a stop right in front of the 4-storey building not far away from where my car is.

I saw a guy got out of the car, the red one. He’s wearing a checkered long sleeve in red and black. He looked quite familiar to me, it’s kind of far so I can barely see his face, but I can still see a bit of his features though. I lost watch from that guy when I saw another guy came out from the other car, and he’s not alone, he got backups. They’re definitely a gang. This is gonna be good.

I just stayed in my car to watch the riot that’s about to happen outside. It’s like an action movie in a theatre and I’m solo-watching it.

They started throwing punches at each other, kicking like hell, flying objects in the air. It’s almost like that in movies, one man versus a gang.

I laughed when I saw two man from the gang tried to punch the guy but he ducked and the two of them turned out punching each other. “Two down.” I said with a mixed chortle at my voice.

The riot is getting closer to me and I was staggered when I saw who the guy in the checkered long-sleeves was.

“Zach?”