Chapitre 97: Deception

"The path is narrow?"

Number 47 was puzzled. 'This road, how else could he tread?'

"I'll have to analyze this with you!" Lin Mo was quite close to this honest killer, so he used his life experience to help him come up with a plan.

Who would have thought that a target of an assassination would help his assassin plan his life?

"Let me ask you—" Lin Mo began to organize Number 47's thoughts. "When the assassination begins later, if you rush out to stop the martial arts experts in our school, you will definitely die!"

"Yes!" Number 47 nodded. "It's called an interception, but to put it bluntly, it's using my life to buy 'Number Seven' a few more seconds of assassination time!"

"Then if you don't rush out to stop him, won't you die too?" Lin Mo asked again.

"Not only am I going to die myself, but I'm going to implicate my family!" added Forty-Seven.

In, it's death; in, it's also death!—what Number 47 faced was such a dilemma.