Scissor Seven Assassin -

From the alley, three real assassins emerged—masked, silent, hired by the pill smugglers to finish the job Seven wouldn’t.

Seven cracked his neck. “Okay. Change of plans.” scissor seven assassin

“Yes. That’s me.” Seven bowed. “I’ve been hired to kill you.” From the alley

He lowered the scissors.

He threw a scissor blade like a boomerang. It sliced the first assassin’s gun in half. The second lunged—Seven spun, kicked a trash can lid into his face, then used the second scissor blade to pin the third’s sleeve to a wooden crate. three real assassins emerged—masked

“I’m building dramatic tension,” Seven whispered back.

Dai Bo sighed. “We’re never making rent.”