System: Personal Assistant
Chapter 61: The mysterious grandfather

[High level assassin skills+one set of fixtures]

"Hmm .. because I can't activate the skill when the System hasn't finished its upgrade. Free! Well, at least the gear will help."

[Skills of all kinds of high-level martial arts]

"Can't help yet. Huh, alright ... for his last gift later."

After passing through the underground passageway for a few minutes. Erick came across a cropped door, more like a bunker door from a former world war. It's rusty, showing it's old. Far from Erick's age.

Before opening the door ... Erick's wearing his black mask. The hood of his jacket was also used to cover his hair color which is quite striking. Erick was wearing black.

"Huh .. let's take a look. What can I find. Is there any good stuff?" before opening it, Erick sighed for a moment.

The sight that Erick saw after opening the door was of course a market-like sight. It's called the black market. People transact prohibited goods.

The place was seedy, filled with strange people who were definitely not well. Erick ignored them, after all, only small-time criminals were selling stolen goods.

"Where? Is there no good stuff?" inner Erick is still looking around. He's driving around that abandoned station.

Brukka ...

Erick was suddenly hit by someone. The road is slow, carrying a bottle. The smell of his breath can be guessed.

"Cih ... disgusting drunk people!" Erick tried to leave immediately. He didn't want to deal with the guy who might be hallucinating.

"Hey ... b-germany me .. nabrak ..ku!" The man to stand up and talk is incapable.

Erick left him. Then, try to find the items he wants.

"If you just go around and don't try to ask, you can't" Erick thought.

He next slightly pulled over to a more deserted area. Find a person who can be questioned, not a freak. Especially drunkards.

Just a moment there, there was already an old old man who walked bent over using a cane.

"Well, there's a young man. I guess, you must be the first one to this place?" said the old man smiling, showing a row of yellow teeth full of coral. His left eye is squinting next to him. Perfect for the image of the underworld.

Erick raised his eyebrows. He did not return the old man's greeting.

"You looking for something? Need what?"

"Am I just asking this guy? You can't pick on people!?"

"Hmm ... from your clothes .. Do you need a gun? Wanna rob, right?" guess the old man. Erick replied with a slow nod.

The old man's smile suddenly faded. "Oh, what a pity, young man. In this black market ... it's hard to get guns!?"

"What does that mean? Where there may not be illegal weapons" Erick said.

"That's not so ... he meant, it was hard to get it for cheap ..." the old man approached, then whispered right in Erick's ear. "Everything is ruled by the Heaven Mafia."

"They?" ask Erick.

"Yes. And I want to deal with them further." Erick replied ketus.

"Hohoho ... from your words .. You came here to look for weapons and want to attack them?" guess the old man smiled. By guessing the meaning of Erick.

"Damn it! These grandfathers have sharp instincts!?" inner Erick.

"Hmm .. You have a group, young man? Ah, what I asked. You came alone! Huh .. Young man, you must be very confident in your abilities. Or ... just a reckless person?!" the old man chuckled at Erick's pouting face. Annoyed that the grandfathers before him were always guessing correctly.

Erick refused to answer. Do not reveal too much information to strangers, even worse in front of him it looks suspicious.

"All right, young man. I'll support you. Please, take this!?" The old man forcibly gripped an item into Erick's palm.

Erick frowned. He stared at the grandfather's goal, trying to guess the contents of his mind. Ah, goddamn. The skill to be able to hear or know the contents of other people's minds is not active, because the system is improving.

"They're really mysterious. What is his intention to me?" erick thought frustratingly.

Erick finally resigned to accept the gift, even though he did not know the article of the object given. Only an emblem or pin containing a symbol. A pair of half-opened golden doors.

"That thing will help you a lot, young man!" Grandpa said with complete confidence. For the umpteenth time, a row of yellow teeth was seen when the grandfather smiled.

Erick bertehem is not interested. He thought of one eye pin in his hand. The pin is then inserted into the pants pocket.

"Where are the mafia? I'm looking for him." asked Erick. This was his initial intention.

"Near the ticket purchase place. They're always there. Peddle illegal weapons and deceive small-time criminals." tell the grandfather.

"Thank you for your cooperation" said Erick. The old man deserved it.

"Yes. I'm waiting for news about their disbandment. Or they don't have a new boss. Well, even if it's impossible."

Erick went straight to the place in question.

Apparently it is not difficult to know the identity of the mafia. The pin given by Grandpa turned out to be the emblem of the organization from Heaven Mafia.

Erick saw several people dressed neatly, dressed in white and masked with the same emblem on the forehead.

"So, the symbol on this too is their logo? Well, somehow .. the names and activities they do are completely opposite." Erick said.

Erick then manifested the assassin equipment he obtained. To bring up items from the System is still allowed, only applies to System level 2.

"I don't want to waste money buying things from my enemies. Well ... it does need violence."

In his hand Erick had already appeared several needles that were coated in deadly poison. Several times more toxic than all the poisons on earth. It can kill in seconds.

"Come, get some sleep ... Next your boss!"

jleb .. jleb .. jleb ...

The members of the Heaven Mafia instantly chuckled as soon as they were hit by the needle throw from Erick.