"Finally cleared the level..."

Ren Suo looked at the high score of 85 in front of him, put down the game controller contentedly and admired his own results.

"Complete the basic mission goal - 60 points;"

"Kill a medium number of enemies - 5 points;"

"Rescue a moderate number of innocent people - 5 points;"

"Complete the special side quest - 15 points;"

"The total score is 85 points, which is considered extraordinary."

"This mission score: 85 points (extraordinary), the highest mission score: 85 points (extraordinary)"

"Do you choose to upload this result as the final result? If the upload is successful, you will receive merits that match your evaluation level."

"After the review is uploaded, this chapter will be completely closed."

Ren Suo couldn't think of any other areas that could be further optimized, so he chose to upload this result. He wouldn't continue playing this chapter anyway.

"It's so late already?" Ren Suo checked his phone and found that it was already 23:29. Although he had found a way to complete the side quest, it was not easy to perfectly protect Euphie Lamperouge and Kallen Lamperouge. He also had to protect the guests outside as much as possible. Ren Suo had to start over several times before he got a satisfactory ending.

"The mission evaluation has been uploaded. You have received 15 merit points. Please use them properly."

"You get a one-star treasure chest*1, which you can open in the content storage library."

"Since it's a free chapter, you can't get exclusive rewards."

"The 'Bloody Dinner' chapter of 'Hitman' has been closed. Thank you for playing. It's fun to play in this small world!"

Ren Suo turned off the TV. When his mind, which had been immersed in the game all day, relaxed, he immediately felt a strong sense of sleepiness. Ren Suo shook his head, yawned, and went to take a shower and brush his teeth. Half an hour later, when his head touched the pillow, it was like the meeting of golden wind and jade dew. He fell into a peaceful sleep that could not be woken up even if his butt hurt.

…

A few hours later, the foggy city of Britain was greeted with a misty drizzle as expected.

This city, which has been the center of the world since the 18th century, has now handed over power to successors, but it still has an amazing and admirable heritage.

In the misty drizzle and dim street lights, travelers walking in this city seem to be able to feel the pride that has settled down from the former British Empire.

As one car after another arrived, the Blackthorn Building standing in the rain welcomed countless distinguished guests.

Most of these guests were traditional aristocrats that had existed before the Glorious Revolution, or new families that had risen to prominence in the past century. This was an upper-class dinner party - they liked to exchange interests over and over again during casual conversation.

A BMW 750Li was parked on the roadside only 300 meters away from the Blackthorn Building. Angel slapped the steering wheel helplessly and asked, "Karen, where did you put your umbrella... Oh, I forgot it again."

The driver Karen fell ill yesterday, so Angel had to drive himself these two days, but the last time he drove was when he was taking his driver's license test - he has no interest in driving.

Although Angel knew how to drive, he didn't pay much attention to the remaining fuel, and now he ran out of fuel and broke down on the roadside.

Fortunately, it was not far from the Blackthorn Building, so Angle could walk there directly, but the next problem came - there was no umbrella in the car. Karen was also in charge of the umbrella, and Angle didn't know where he put it.

Angel sighed, first notified the insurance company with his cell phone to tow the car, then he got out of the car and walked towards the building standing in the fog and rain not far away.

"It's okay, the rain is light and won't affect me much..." Angel secretly comforted himself. At this time, a car sped past, and its powerful wheels rolled over the puddles on the ground, splashing onto Angel's clean suit.

"Oh God!" Angel cursed inwardly, watching the car leave quickly with no intention of stopping, "Don't let me see you again, or I'll stuff your face into Uncle Tom's pie!"

Angel walked quickly towards the Blackthorn Building. He really didn't want to undergo such a baptism for the second time on the roadside - damn, it couldn't be possible that he would be more unlucky today, right?

At this moment, a handsome young man with an Asian face and a red tear mark on his forehead came towards Angel. "Are you Mr. Angel Ricard? I am the butler of the Lampeluki family. Your clothes seem dirty. Please come with me to change into a clean set."

The handsome young man took a step forward and let the black umbrella in his hand cover Angel's head. Angel, no longer being washed by raindrops, breathed a sigh of relief: "What a trouble... How do you know I'm Angel Ricard?"

The handsome young man smiled and said, "As a butler of the Lampeluki family, I naturally have to memorize the guest's information. I will escort you to the Blackthorn Building, please follow me."

Today's bad luck ended here, Angel breathed a sigh of relief and followed the handsome young man to the path.

Why don't you take the main road? Angel was a little puzzled and asked, "This doesn't seem to be the way to the Blackthorn Building..."

"Yeah?"

With a laugh, Angel felt a pain at the back of his head and immediately lost consciousness.

After a few minutes, the handsome young man walked towards the Blackthorn Building with his head held high and an umbrella in hand.

"Sir, please show me your invitation." The waiter stopped him politely, took a look and said, "Are you Mr. Albus Ricard?"

"No, I'm Albus Ricard's nephew," the handsome young man said politely, "My uncle had something urgent to do, so he asked me to attend the dinner in Lampelugil on his behalf."

"Okay, please follow me."

The handsome young man took the elevator to the banquet hall on the ninth floor. The moment he stepped in, his whole body seemed to flash.

Without any hesitation, he strode towards a corner of the banquet, accidentally touching the arm of a young girl, causing the amber liquid from the wine glass in her hand to spill onto the man in a brown suit next to her.

Then the handsome young man quickly sneaked into the crowd and hid. When the man in the brown suit was cleaning his clothes, the handsome young man passed by him with a wine glass in his hand. When he left, he had a pistol and silencer accessories in his left hand.

He walked towards the inner hall, and after showing his identity, he successfully passed the questioning of the middle-aged deacon and the man in black - they had never seen Angel Ricard, and although they were a little surprised that Angel actually had the appearance of a Xuan country, they did not stop him.

After entering the inner hall, the handsome young man assembled his pistol, turned on the safety, and walked towards Kallen Lamperouge and Yuffie Lamperouge who were surrounded by the crowd with a smile.

The carpet in the hall perfectly covered the sound of the leather shoes. The finger on the trigger slightly exerted force, and a smile that made people involuntarily approach him was on his face. When Yufei, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, noticed this handsome Asian man, the distance between them was only one meter.

"Hello." You Fei extended her hand and greeted: "Are you from Fanying Country?"

"No, I'm from Xuan Country." The handsome young man tilted his head slightly and said with a smile: "Ms. Youfei..."

"There is something I don't know whether I should say or not..."