Mu Jinyu's words immediately provoked anger.
After all, there were quite a few black assassins in America.
A group of enraged black men with eyes blazing like fire stared at Mu Jinyu, as if ready to attack.
"What's the matter, do you all want to die too?"
Mu Jinyu turned around, his gaze cold and disdainful as he addressed the group of black men.
Seeing Mu Jinyu's icy stare, the group of black assassins shivered all over, their anger doused by icy water, and they lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.
Albert's strength was considered extremely strong. Among these black assassins, he could be ranked at the top, yet even he had been taken care of by Mu Jinyu in just a few moves.
If they went up, they figured they'd likely meet the same fate.
But how could someone with such strength be completely unknown? Why had they never seen him before?
A shared sense of doubt arose among them.
"Sir, don't you think you went a bit too far?"
At this moment, a fellow member of Albert's "Thunder God" Assassin Organization stood up, glaring at Mu Jinyu with hostility.
The person in front was a white man, but he spoke fluent Chinese.
Obviously, since Mu Jinyu had been speaking in Chinese, he replied in kind.
"Too far? Heh, I think it was a bit too lenient, my hands are still itching. Would you like to come over and give it a try?"
Mu Jinyu sneered, looking at the white man with an indifferent air.
"Alright then!"
A cold light flashed in Bernard's eyes, and no sooner had he spoken than he pulled a sharp dagger from his waist and pounced on Mu Jinyu.
His plan was to gouge out Mu Jinyu's eyes first and then offer him up cleansed.
After all, he was the president of the "Thunder God" Assassins Guild. With his brother's being beaten up like this, he had to take action, or else how could he command respect in the future?
Mu Jinyu stood with his hands behind his back and, seeing Bernard's movement, showed no reaction, as if he were too scared to move.
San Liu, seeing this, knew that Mu Jinyu was too lazy to bother with this guy. The reason he had acted against Albert was simply because the man had run his mouth off, prompting Mu Jinyu to take action himself.
Therefore, San Liu curled his lip, stepped forward, and positioned himself in front of Mu Jinyu.
Then, he extended two fingers.
Like a precise and swift point, Bernard's formidable and quick strike was intercepted by San Liu.
"Clang!"
With a crisp sound, the quality dagger in Bernard's hand was forcibly snapped by San Liu's two fingers.
This made the onlookers' eyelids twitch in shock.
Good golly, who was this person, and what kind of monstrous strength was that?!
After San Liu had snapped Bernard's dagger, he lashed out with a ferocious kick.
Bernard saw San Liu's movement and his eyelids twitched, trying to dodge his "Deadly Radish Legs" move.
But although his brain registered his intention to move, his body didn't respond in time, and San Liu's leg already struck him brutally in the lower body!
"Ow!"
Bernard felt as if chickens were scattered and eggs broken, and he was instantly sent flying backwards.
The watching assassins, seeing that the president of the "Thunder God" Assassins Guild, Bernard, made a move and was still quickly taken down by them, grew even more grave.
The appearance of these three strangers posed a difficult and thorny problem.
"Anybody else looking for death?"
San Liu casually tossed the broken blade aside.
At that moment, a "Thunder God" assassin who was stealthily approaching to ambush San Liu saw, with his own eyes, how the broken blade whisked past his neck.
"Clang!"
The broken blade ended up embedded in the wall.
This assassin then felt two fluids streaming—one coming from his neck, which he touched and found to be bleeding, narrowly missing being fatally struck.
The first fluid was from his neck; the second, emanating a pungent smell, came from below.
Yes, he had wet himself in terror.
Everyone looked at San Liu's move with increasing dread and fear in their eyes.
They didn't think San Liu had failed, that was why he hadn't killed that assassin.
Because at Slaughter Redemption Headquarters, killing was not allowed.
And being able to precisely nick the skin on the assassin's neck without severing his windpipe clearly indicated a high level of control and accuracy.
Only a figure far from nameless could achieve such a feat.
Despite appearing unfamiliar, these three could just be in disguise, their real identities being one of those super first-line assassins who were as elusive as divine dragons.
Therefore, faced with San Liu's challenge, no one else dared to speak.
"Hmph!"
Seeing this, San Liu snorted softly and then turned to nod at Mu Jinyu, saying, "We can go."
"Mm."
Mu Jinyu responded and, without paying attention to the group of assassins, followed San Liu to their designated room.
After throwing their bags into their respective rooms, they all went to Mu Jinyu's room.
"Bang!"
Listening to the door closing.
The assassins' gazes flickered a few times.
Then someone whispered, "They must be those super first-line assassins, right?"
"Yeah, anyway, looks like this killing feast is going to be interesting."
"…"
After a few whispers, aside from the "Thunder God" from the Assassins guild helping their guild leader and Albert, no one else showed concern for them; they all went back to their rooms.
…
In Mu Jinyu's room.
"We haven't registered our assassin information or created an assassin organization since we came here, have we?"
Mu Jinyu went to the bathroom to wash his hands, rinsing off the blood, and spoke to San Liu without turning his head.
"Hmm, I'll help you register later. Have you thought of any code names?"
San Liu asked.
Actually, San Liu thought registering assassin details and picking a code name was rather pointless; he himself was originally codenamed Superman, but ended up being called San Liu, and over time, even his official assassin file in Slaughter Redemption adopted the name San Liu…
After thinking it over, Mu Jinyu suddenly brightened upon thinking of Nameless, "Hmm, how about Unparalleled."
If he was present, there was no Nameless.
San Liu: "…"
He muttered to himself, "That's shameless."
"Alright, I'll register that for you later. And you?"
He directed the last question to Xiang Mantang.
After thinking for a while, Xiang Mantang said indifferently, "Invincible."
"…"
San Liu was speechless for a moment.
These two were more shameless than the other.
Seeing San Liu's silence, Xiang Mantang thought there was an issue and asked, "Is there a problem?"
"Fine."
San Liu snapped back to reality and nodded, "I guess with such code names, not many would dare to take them; you should be able to get them."
Afterwards, San Liu waited for Mu Jinyu to wash his hands and washed his own before taking out a tablet computer, logging into the official website of Slaughter Redemption, and began registering Mu Jinyu and the others as assassins.
With San Liu as a guarantor, the registration was very quick and did not draw much attention.
In the end, he successfully registered the code names "Unparalleled" and "Invincible" for Mu Jinyu and Xiang Mantang.