The assassin obviously did not expect to fail, especially after planning for such a long time. Fortunately, he was not a rookie, and he knew that now was not the time to show off. Although Marcus, who was with Zhang Heng, had been squeezed out of the group, he did not know where to look.
However, Zhang Heng's identity as the champion of the Amphitheatrum Flavium made the assassin know that he had no chance of winning in a head-on battle. So he did not hesitate, immediately turning around and running after missing his target.
He was quite confident in his stealth ability. Almost every assassin would put in a lot of effort in stealth, not only to approach the target quietly, but also to deal with situations like this.
And as the assassin ran, he created more chaos in the crowd. From time to time, he would push someone or kick someone. His targets were those who seemed to have a bad temper. After being provoked by him, they immediately became angry. However, the assassin's tricks were very secretive, and they could not find the culprit. So, they had to vent their anger on the people around them. Soon, many people in the crowd were fighting with each other, and the scene became even more chaotic.
The assassin turned his head and saw that Zhang Heng did not chase after him. Zhang Heng was just standing there, looking at him quietly. This made the assassin feel a little relieved.
However, he did not let his guard down. After leaving the crowd, he plunged into a nearby alley. After passing through four alleys in one go, he slowed down a little. After that, he quickly changed his clothes, walked out of the alley, and pretended to be a customer in front of a small stall. At the same time, he paid attention to the movement around him. After confirming that there were no suspicious people around, he stood up.
However, he did not notice that on the roof on the other side, a pair of eyes was looking at him.
Zhang Heng was not in a hurry to make a move. The guy below was obviously just a hired professional assassin. What he knew was limited. However, in all fairness, his skills were pretty good. He was probably one of the best assassins in the world.
In terms of assassin skills alone, he was better than the current Zhang Heng. Of course, the potential of the two could not be compared. Zhang Heng's master was Dadatis, one of the top assassins in the world. Zhang Heng had not completely digested and mastered what Dadatis taught him. However, assassin skills were not the only advantage he had. He also had the Heart of Kreis, which was very useful when tracking.
Zhang Heng followed the assassin all the way, wanting to see who he would meet next.
The assassin had prepared for so long, but he failed in the end. Obviously, he needed to give his employer an explanation.
After that, Zhang Heng saw the assassin walking into a laundry. Zhang Heng knew that it belonged to a small force. He knew that the other party had also joined the anti-patrol alliance, and they were a relatively radical faction. They had always advocated using violence to curb the patrol team's development.
However, Zhang Heng did not take any action when he saw the assassin. He waited for about a quarter of an hour before the assassin came out, and the boss of the small force personally sent him out. Zhang Heng waited for the assassin to walk a considerable distance before he followed him again from a distance.
If it were someone else, they might have been deceived by the assassin just now, thinking that the boss of the laundry was the mastermind behind the assassination. Zhang Heng, on the other hand, was considered half of the assassin's profession. He had learned about the assassin's working style from Dadatis.
Apart from those who were not up to par, most assassins would have a contact person who would help them solicit business, negotiate with the employer, and negotiate a price. After that, the contact person would inform the assassins under him of the target. After the mission was completed, the contact person would be able to take a cut of the assassin's reward as his own reward. The ratio was about 10% to 20%.
This was done to protect the employer. Even if the assassin failed to complete the task and was caught, he would not be able to confess who the mastermind was. Secondly, it could also protect the assassin and prevent the employer from killing the assassin after using the assassin.
And this assassin who dared to attack him was quite powerful. Obviously, he was not a small fry. There was no reason for him to contact the employer personally, especially after he failed to complete the task.
Therefore, Zhang Heng was very patient. He followed the target around for about half an hour before the assassin walked into a butcher shop.
The owner of the butcher shop apparently knew him. When he saw the assassin coming, he did not ask him what he wanted to buy. After confirming that there was no suspicious person behind him, he opened the side door on the side and let the assassin walk in. It was not until the assassin walked into the backyard that he let down all his guard and vigilance. "What kind of job did you give me?"
A Samaritan with one blind eye was shaking a bag of gold coins. Hearing the beautiful voice coming from the bag, he raised his head. "The champion of the Amphitheatrum Flavium. Didn't you say that there would be no problem? I've asked for 300 gold coins from the other party for this job. After the job is done, you can probably retire, and I can also make a lot of money. How about it? Tell me that you've completed the task!" The Samaritan's only eye revealed a touch of eagerness.
"Unfortunately, I brought you bad news this time. I failed." The assassin shook his head.
"How is that possible? You are the best assassin I have. And didn't you say that the gladiatorial champion is only strong in head-on combat? In front of you, he is no different from an ordinary person!" The Samaritan seemed to be having a hard time accepting the bad news.
"I don't know. I don't know how he dodged my fatal slash. After that, he took away the dagger in my hand. It made me feel very bad," the assassin hesitated. "I seem to smell a trace of the same kind of aura from him."
"What? Are you also from the distant and mysterious East?" the one-eyed Samaritan asked.
"I'm not talking about my origin. I just said that for a moment, I thought he was an assassin too."
"You think he is an assassin too? And then, instead of being an assassin, he became a gladiator? "The Samaritan's only eye widened.
"I know this sounds a little unbelievable. Forget it … maybe it's just my imagination," the assassin said. The assassin said, "And I shook him off on my way back. Before that, I even put on a show for him."
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the Samaritan's only eye widen even more, as if he had seen a ghost.
So the assassin also turned around, followed the Samaritan's gaze, and saw Zhang Heng standing by the wall.
"I heard you guys talking about me. It just so happens that I have a few questions to ask, so please forgive me for coming here uninvited."
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