That night, Judith was in her room at the camp, looking out the window at the scenery.
No one knew what she was thinking. She looked at the starry night sky, and all she could think about was her deadbeat father.
Every ti she left ho and went sowhere, she thought about her father.
Ten years ago, she was alone and abandoned in the snow. It was he who ca to her and took her ho.
She didn't have any flaws or ntal illness, but her biological parents had abandoned her anyway.
Fortunately, she t her father. He really loved her and took care of her. But his expression when they first t was very cold. Until
She would never forget the mont when Borg looked at her. His eyes had turned from cold to warm, just like the stars and the sun in the sky.
So, every ti she saw the starry sky, she would think of her father.
But now, another na appeared in her mind
Judith didn't know what he looked like. She only knew his code na: Asura!
Through today's small talk, she once again heard the code na: Asura. When she first entered the world of assassins, she did not care about the so-called legends.
However, after she gradually made her way through the world and began to know the legend of this person, how could she not be competitive?
Therefore, she was fantasizing about what kind of person this person was and how he created so many legends
As she thought about it, she felt a little sleepy. She beca drowsy and began to nod off.
In her dream, she saw the man called Asura, and he used his abilities to defeat her!
But what Judith didn't know was that in reality, the man called Asura was scolded by her every day and suffered from her bullying!
***
On a plane in the sky, a young man sneezed twice!
"Achoo! Achoo!"
"F*ck, who's scolding ?" Borg complained after sneezing.
He was in the first-class cabin. The stewardess rushed over and asked if he needed any help.
"I'm fine. But I could do with a cup of hot water."
He had not drunk in a long ti and needed to quench his thirst.
"Okay, sir, please wait a mont." After receiving Borg's reply, the stewardess went to get him so water.
She did not think that this person would order such a thing.
Borg shook his head. "They call this a first-class cabin! I've been in dive bars with more luxury!"
He had really been cheated this ti, choosing such an airline
Soon, hot water was served, and Borg ordered several steaks.
The stewardess rolled her eyes, but there was nothing she could do, and she could only go and prepare the steaks.
Just like that, Borg ate a good al on the plane. His eating style shocked everyone around him.
They had never seen such a glutton. He scoffed plate after plate. He almost ate all the food on the plane.
It was as if he had not eaten for days. It was too scary.
But it was not surprising. Because he had lived a poor life at ho for too long. It was rare for him to be so impudent now.
***
The next morning, a hundred assassins had gathered. When everyone was present, the instructor began to assign tasks.
This mission was relatively difficult. Everyone needed to go to the African wild region and survive for three days!
After hearing about this mission, no one looked happy. They all had strained expressions on their faces.
The African wild region was notorious for containing ferocious beasts! Moreover, all kinds of beasts called this place their ho, including lions, leopards, and hippos!
If one was not careful, one might die here! Easily!
When the instructor saw their expressions, he had no reaction at all.
As an assassin, especially a top-notch assassin, you had to protect your life and safety.
If you could not do this, then the assassin profession was not suitable for you.
If an assassin couldn't protect their own life, how could they take other people's lives?
Every mission was extrely dangerous. No matter what kind of mission it was, it would attract danger.
And certain targets posed greater risks.
And the people/targets who attracted the most danger were the celebrities in society. They usually had a lot of extraordinary bodyguards around them.
These bodyguards were one of the many obstacles an assassin would face on a mission, usually hindering their movents.
So, although the killer profession was very high inco, the risk factor was also very high.
The instructor handed equipnt out to these young killers.
A dagger, a backpack, a kettle of water, an electronic button, and a first aid kit.
"If you need to withdraw from the competition, or if you need help, then you can press this button," the instructor said.
"The headquarters will arrange for people to co to the rescue.
"However, if you do that, it ans that you have failed the mission in this assessnt!
"If you lose the opportunity to continue in the competition, you will also be eliminated.
"Therefore, you cannot press this button unless it is an ergency.
"Everyone, get in the car!" the instructor shouted loudly.
After hearing the rules, everyone began to organize their equipnt.
***
At this ti, in another country in Africa, a plane landed, and a young man with a mouthful of steak ca out of it
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