This fight in the alley was filmed by drones overhead and livestreamed, appearing before 500,000 people.
In such circumstances, achieving a 'five-kill' using the alley's environment, even while sustaining injuries, was an incredibly terrifying accomplishment.
On one hand, the capabilities of these five assassins were indeed subpar, no wonder they were reserve assassins, but on the other hand, Zhang Jie's combat prowess was also astonishing.
Zhang Jie knew it was not advisable to stay there long, so he left through the back alley, but his performance in this battle was seen by many.
At this moment, Ye Xiaoxiao in Chinatown was watching the livestream on her phone, looking at that familiar face, and was quite surprised.
"And you're actually an assassin, but your close-quarters combat is really terrible."
This was Ye Xiaoxiao's assessment, but at this point, she couldn't contact any more aid for Zhang Jie, as her uncle would only help her once.
Moreover, she was currently in New York, and it was impossible for her to reach the location in the video in time, unless it was to collect his body.
On the other side, Jackal was also watching this livestream, and seeing the protagonist of the stream, he was stunned, but then a smile appeared on his face.
"I didn't expect you to participate in this kind of livestream, so let me see how strong you really are."
He was currently in New Haven, and rushing over to save him was unrealistic, not to mention he only accepted commissions and didn't have much personal connection with Zhang Jie.
At the same time, Kincaid, far away in Mexico, was also watching the livestream, but he was shocked when he saw that the protagonist of the stream was Zhang Jie.
He was aware of Zhang Jie's skills, but in a one-versus-five close-quarters combat situation, he could tell that Zhang Jie was indeed a bit weaker.
Especially in this kind of battle royale with an unknown number of participants, fully utilizing one's strength would likely be somewhat difficult.
"Let me see what you can achieve, Zhang! Don't disappoint me."
This was Kincaid's assessment.
Michael, who had already completed his protection mission, naturally also saw this livestream. He clicked on it and then remained silent.
He could see how critical the situation was; a highly efficient one-versus-five, while not incredibly impressive, was still commendable. But he didn't believe this was Zhang Jie's full strength.
However, he also noticed that Zhang Jie seemed to be injured.
"It's not enough!"
On the other side, in John's villa, John was also watching this livestream. He watched Zhang Jie's battles after getting off the train and frequently shook his head.
Although he himself might not have done much better, he would at least be much better than Zhang Jie currently was.
Everyone watching this livestream had various opinions on Zhang Jie's performance, with both praise and criticism.
And Christmas, that hot-tempered guy, commented that Zhang Jie's movements were like a pile of dog shit!
Aside from his marksmanship and tactical movements, there were still some commendable aspects.
Caesar just said with a smile, "Hiding in the alley was really a bad move. A real man should confront it directly."
Zhang Jie had no idea so many people were critiquing him; he only knew he had to find a way to survive and last through these 24 hours.
The most crucial thing was that he also noticed these assassins seemed unusually strange; even if it cost them their lives, they wanted to take him down, as if they were fanatical killers trained by some force.
If he were that assassin, after weighing the pros and cons, if he couldn't win, he would definitely retreat. But fighting when you can't win, what's the difference between that and outright seeking death?
Were they trying to exhaust his stamina?
Leaving the alley, Zhang Jie checked his ammunition. He had 3 full magazines and 12 rounds in his Pistol.
He also had a PPK he'd scavenged, with 7 rounds, and a glock 19 with two full magazines.
Overall, this ammunition should be enough to last him for a while, so he wasn't in a hurry. After leaving this area through the back alley, Zhang Jie walked to the next street.
As he walked, he didn't forget to disguise himself, taking off his jacket and grabbing a random jacket from a dumpster to put on.
Then he found a hat from the dumpster, put it on, pulled the brim low, and walked brazenly onto the street.
This kind of disguise, though simple, was surprisingly effective.
He almost immediately shook off his pursuers, allowing Zhang Jie to catch his breath.
In the livestream, his brief disguise sparked another wave of discussion.
"Can such a simple disguise technique still be used?"
"Damn, this is the best plan I could come up with in the shortest amount of time."
"This is not only the best plan, but also extremely useful."
After walking around on the main street for a while, Zhang Jie once again turned into another less-frequented alley.
But as soon as he entered the alley, Zhang Jie immediately turned around and walked out.
There were two women standing inside, dressed exceptionally provocatively, and Zhang Jie immediately knew something was wrong.
Without thinking, he raised his hand and fired two shots, then turned and left the alley.
In the current situation, even if he killed the wrong person, he could only say they were unlucky.
In this way, Zhang Jie walked all the way to the Norwalk Hilton Hotel.
Yes.
He did the opposite, walking back along the road.
Because his teacher had already sent someone to meet him, he couldn't go too far.
He decided to take refuge in the Hilton Hotel.
He walked in brazenly, then sat down in the lobby. This was a mini-bar where you could choose to consume, or not consume, or simply rest. This was the standard of the Hilton Hotel.
No one would chase you away here, but you had to be cleanly dressed. Fortunately, the clothes Zhang Jie had found were not dirty.
However, the pursuers quickly caught up, because the assassins were also watching the livestream. Seeing Zhang Jie enter the Hilton Hotel, they naturally had him trapped.
Zhang Jie looked at the young men who walked in, and a bad feeling surged in his heart.
Without a word, he immediately stood up and headed for the fire escape.
The moment he closed the door, he quickly ran downwards; going up would be walking into a trap, but going down offered a glimmer of hope.
Quickly going down, trying to make as little noise as possible, Zhang Jie soon arrived at the second basement level of the parking garage.
Then he headed towards the exit of the underground parking lot.
At this moment, the assassins who had followed him also pushed open the door, but they were a bit unsure whether Zhang Jie went up or down, so they split into two groups.
And at this moment, Zhang Jie had already reached the exit of the underground parking lot.
At this time, a man dressed as a security guard walked in from the exit direction outside the parking lot.
Normally, no one would notice this security guard, but Zhang Jie instantly pulled out his Pistol and pulled the trigger.
Puff puff!
No time to waste with you!
Stepping over the black security guard's body, without even a flicker in his eyes, he left directly.
Only at this moment could one see several tactical daggers stuck in the black security guard's lower back.
Indeed, another cold weapon master?
What a pity to die an unnatural death.
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