Kelot followed the guide for about ten minutes in silence. A slightly dilapidated wooden house appeared at a remote fork in the road. From the outside, it looked like a shop selling dolls. From the window at the door, you could see many strange-shaped dolls inside. There was a sign hanging at the door of the shop. The guide brought Kelot here and stopped.

"After you go in and register, you can get the task, remember the rules, don't ask others' identities, and don't disclose this position to outsiders, otherwise you will die miserably!"

The guide stood in front of the store and pushed open the door and turned to Kelot and said, "Kelot, who thought there would be a series of complicated enrollment operations, was still unresponsive."

"Do you think joining the Assassin Organization is easy? That's because you are just the lowest-level assassin now! This place is actually prepared for you new and lowest-level assassins. The lowest-level tasks in it are not much higher. You will know the specific ones after you put on your mask and go in."

Although the dark spirit helped disguise, Kelot bought a mask as a secondary protection to cover up his identity. He entered the door in this way. The layout inside was not as good as Kelot imagined. It still looked like a ragged look. The furniture around the shop was covered with dust, and there was a hunched old man sitting inside.

“Register!”

Kelot walked to the counter and lowered his voice and said to the old man. The other party was not even prepared for anything like a contract, but just took out a wooden sign from under the counter and threw it to Kelot, with the number 23 marked on it.

"In the future, your identity will be No. 23. Use this brand to take up tasks that meet your level. Your current level is a wooden brand assassin. I now have 5 tasks that suit you, and the prices are all around 2 silver coins. Do you want to try next?"

"How can I upgrade my level? These tasks are too low, so I want to be more advanced!"

Without responding to the old man's words, Kylot held the brand in his hand and asked how to improve his level. He didn't have so much time to do such tasks all day.

"There are two methods. One is to do these tasks slowly. After successfully completing ten wooden card tasks, your level will reach the bronze medal, and so on. As for the second method... it is very simple. Kill another assassin and bring back his head and identity cards, then you can directly occupy his level."

A very bloody way of promotion is also a very suitable way for Kylot.

It is now nine o'clock in the evening, and there is still enough time before he has to start taking a bath in the early morning, so he took on a task that was relatively close to the target.

"How do I complete my mission and bring the opponent's head back? Or do I just need to kill the opponent?"

"If you want to get the reward immediately, then bring the head back. If you don't care, just kill the other party. The employer will naturally give us information. At that time, you can come here every once in a while to confirm. If the information is confirmed, your reward will be paid immediately."

As a novice leader, although the old man looked very impatient, he still explained in detail. After Kylo said that he knew about it, he turned around and left the store with a task scroll.

According to the information on the mission scroll, the target of his first assassination mission was an ordinary gang leader, and he was not a large gang. It can only be said that he was a leader with more than a dozen people under his command, and even the power under Gate was much stronger than him.

The other party's frequent activities were in another block not far from the neighborhood where Kellot was located, and he simply asked a taxi to take him home, and then walked to the small wandering gangster groups. As soon as Kellot arrived at the neighborhood mentioned on the mission scroll, he saw a group of people wandering in front of him.

The distance was a bit far, and Kylot pushed his eyes on his nose and didn't see clearly. Since he had participated in an assassin organization, he had now relied on the power of dark energy to change his appearance. Without the identity of a policeman, he could not rush up and ask casually, and could only lean against the wall to walk to their location.

"It should be him, but there are so many people around him... they can't kill them all."

Before coming, Kellot specifically recorded the characters on the scroll. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the man in the center in front of him. There are seven or eight younger brothers standing next to him. Kellot wants to kill them, but it will obviously cause a big sensation. This block is not far from the residential area, so it is fine if only one dies. If a large group of dead people suddenly appear, it will inevitably have a very bad impact. The garrison will also send many police officers to investigate.

Besides, it's only around 9:30 pm. There are many people coming and going on the street where the target was assassinated. It's hard to guarantee that no one would notice Kelot. Although his face has changed, his figure cannot be changed. After all, Kelot doesn't have some ways to shrink his bones.

Just as he was a little worried about how to start, he didn't expect that the goal ahead gave Kelot such an opportunity. The other party seemed to want to do something and drove all his subordinates to both sides. The opportunity was not missed. Kelot immediately pretended to be passing by and stepped forward.

Soon Kelot understood what the other party was going to do, as if he wanted to use his little brothers to play a good show of heroes to save beauty. It seemed like an embarrassing way to pick up girls, but Kelot just needed the other party to have this idea.

"Dark Spirit, you should do it? Take the spirit-eating dagger over and come back after killing the person!"

Standing in a corner behind the assassination target, Kellot squinted his eyes and looked at the half-squatting opponent, using his mental power to communicate with the dark spirit in the spirit-eating dagger of his right arm, and said.

"Leave it to me... I will refuse such dirty souls, just to repair the injuries I suffered after the two clones were destroyed!"

A layer of black mist floated in Kylot's right sleeve, spreading flat on the ground and slowly flowed to the person who was standing in a dark corner waiting for his target to appear but did not know that he had already become the target of others' assassination. In these black mists, there was a very hidden dagger hidden.

The action was very successful, and all my younger brothers focused on the girl who had just appeared, completely unaware that his boss was in danger...
Chapter completed!