My World: Fantasy Broken Moon

An Dao came to a small shop selling knives, and went to find a few small knives on the shelf inside.

"Honestly, I want a kitchen knife." He joked.

"No matter how skilled you are, you're still afraid of kitchen knives, but what they hold are guns."

"Believe it or not, give me a samurai sword and I can cut bullets."

"Come on, unless you have self-healing abilities stronger than Xiaojianjian, you will be lying on your back after three seconds."

An Dao took a knife suitable for use as a small flying knife, quickly put it in his pocket while no one was there, and left the shop pretending not to notice it.

He has no money on him.

The company is a certain distance from the motel, so walking is definitely not an option, and there is no car...

At this time, he decisively displayed his demeanor as a "five-star good citizen" and "borrowed" a car on the road and drove away.

On the way, he has been simulating the confrontation scene, thinking about many possible emergencies, and has already planned the escape route.

"Millie will definitely meet me in the house, and DeWitt will catch me off guard when I'm not looking."

"So find out where DeWitt is hiding first."

The two turned into counselors in an instant, and directly revealed DeWitt's plan.

When he came downstairs, An Dao stopped the car and didn't rush down.

"We should be caught off guard." He wanted to plan his route, "If it were you, where would you choose to hide?"

"Of course it is a relatively open but narrow space." Why are these words so awkward?
"so it is……"

"WC!" The two said in unison.

Using the rules of the game, Anjima was going to break through the wall, dig in directly from WC, and kill DeWitt first.

Unfortunately, they miscalculated.

When going upstairs, An Dao also said that it is impossible for someone to be stupid enough to hide behind the door to assassinate him. Wouldn't that be too stupid?

Holding a knife in his left hand, he found the approximate location of the WC and pushed it in bit by bit.

Turning his head casually, he saw corpses piled up at the door, probably guessing that people from the company had been here.

Totally hooked.

The bright light became more and more obvious, and just as he was digging the last piece, An Dao suddenly stopped and froze in place.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Shaoling didn't understand.

After a while, An Dao continued to roll cubes, and explained: "I suddenly felt dizzy just now, it's okay."

"Are you ok?"

"That must be all right."

After successfully entering the WC, An Dao saw a lighter on the sink, an old-fashioned one, picked it up and put it in his breast pocket, saying it was a souvenir.

"Didn't see anyone?" Shaoling turned around several times but didn't see anyone.

"Maybe he's gone?" An Dao went out and found Millie sitting on the ground, her face was full of horror, but her eyes were indeed as calm as water.

"An Dao, you are back!" She wanted to finish the play.

DeWitt stood behind the door ready to fire, his gun already loaded.

"An Dao! Behind you!" Shao Ling spotted him behind the door.

"There's no need to act again. Your next target..." An Dao turned around, "It's me."

DeWitt raised his gun to aim, and An Island instantly threw several throwing knives, but none of them hit the door.

"This... is this the end?" Shao Ling was stunned.

"Otherwise. I never said that I can use throwing knives."

"You TM..."

Millie took out the knife and pressed it against Yasushima's neck from behind.The cold blade seems to symbolize her heart that can give up everything for herself.

"Oh, so that's the case. You planned it from the beginning." An Island said with a smile.

"Of course, you were a tool man from the beginning."

"Okay," DeWitt interrupted, "it's time to say goodbye."

boom!
With a gunshot, blood flowed from An Dao's heart in an instant, and he fell to the ground in response to the sound, which happened to be where the weapon box was hidden.

"Can't you watch it? It's all on my hands." Millie complained, wiping the blood off her hands.

DeWitt picked up the RPG and urged: "Let's go, we will usher in a new life soon."

The two went downstairs to a relatively open area. He loaded the shells, aimed at room 414, and pulled the trigger.

In the room, An Dao was lying on the ground.

"An Dao! An Dao!" Shao Ling called him.

Seeing that there was no response, she simply stopped working hard and waited for An Dao to be reborn.Just as she was about to leave, the people on the ground stood up suddenly and startled her.

"Ugh!"

"Hahaha... How about it, I'm not bad playing a dead man?" An Dao was very proud, feeling that his acting skills could rival Oscars.

"Go away! Didn't you get hit!"

"Yeah," An Dao took out a lighter from his pocket, with a bullet that still had residual heat embedded in it, "Thanks to this little guy for saving my life, otherwise I'm really doomed~"

Shaoling seemed to smell a conspiracy: "Tell me, is there something you are hiding from me?"

An Dao just said a few perfunctory words, then opened the big iron door hidden under the floor, and got in.

As soon as I hid in, I heard the sound of shells bombarding the building, followed by people's shouts.

The door is bombproof, and he can hide inside without taking any damage.Taking advantage of the crowd, An Dao took advantage of the chaos and went out.

"So can we talk about it now?" Shao Ling wanted to know all this.

"Don't worry, there is one last thing."

*****
DeWitt and Millie drove to the pier, Al Wharf, where the Hitman Company had a secret conversation.

They came here to celebrate the joy of successfully becoming the leader.

The decoration style of the entire pier is biased towards the west coast, and DeWitt specially chartered it for a day, and the entire pier is now serving the two of them.

He ordered a high-end restaurant, had the waiters lay out everything on the table, and the chef served it directly after cooking.

At sunset, a man, a woman, a table of food and a bottle of red wine are simply a must for a date.

Before eating, Millie took a capsule, which she said was for weight loss, and she didn't want to get fat.

"Cheers to our victory!" DeWitt raised his glass.

"Cheers." Millie didn't seem so excited.

"Haha! I thought the 4.7 guy was so powerful, but the two of us ended up taking care of it. Hey, I'll take you wherever you want to play when you get up, how about it?"

"Okay, I'm going to travel the world."

"No problem, when the time comes, bring a few random people as bodyguards, and you can take a few business orders if you have nothing to do, killing two birds with one stone."

"Hmm..." Millie was a little absent-minded.

"Why, you seem very upset." DeWitt noticed something strange and stared around.

"I'm just... mourning someone."

"Who is it, An Island?"

"No. It's you."

Millie stared at him, and the next second DeWitt was foaming at the mouth and fell off his chair dead.

The chef served two glasses of champagne: "This is your last glass of wine today, the chef specially made champagne."

The strange thing is that he didn't seem to care about the corpse under his feet, but instead glanced at it contemptuously.

"Then I would like to toast you, the chef, An Dao." Millie got up, picked up a glass of wine, and leaned against him.

"I heard that good wine and beautiful women are a perfect match." After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

The two sat on the pier, admiring the last rays of light.

"So this is your real plan?" An Island asked.

"Yes."

"Then how did you know that I would enter the WC from the outside?"

"That's what you're used to. And I know DeWitt well enough to know where he's going to shoot."

"So you asked me to put the lighter there just to block a bullet that was sure to hit. Sure enough, a woman like you is the most dangerous."

Millie turned around and pressed An Dao below, "But you still conquered me~"

Seeing that he was about to kiss, An Dao closed his eyes tightly.He sensed the system's call, and said the last sentence: "It's a pity you can't get me."