Download - Walkthrough To Hitman Series

“Excuse me,” she said politely, “but before this process goes any further, I think we should run
some tests on the dope that the so-called Grim Reaper put on the table. Because the real Reaper
is dead.”
They say the truth hurts, 47 thought. In this case it hurt the man who was seated directly across
from him. The setup had been blown, and the only thing the assassin could do was shoot his
way out.
From the moment he noticed Marla's stare, he had held one of Mel Johnson's big revolvers
under the table. The .357 bucked in 47's hand, there was a muffled boom, and the biker sitting
across from him never knew what hit him as both of them went over backward. The difference
being that while the gang leader was dead, 47 was alive, for the moment at least.
Marla removed a Walther PP from its hiding place under her jacket and began to empty a clip in
Agent 47's direction. Fortunately the gang leader seated to the assassin's left chose that moment
to stand, and took two 9 mm slugs to the neck and head.
That bit of misfortune led one of the surviving chieftains to believe Marla was acting on the Big
Kahuna's behalf, which caused him to produce a Browning BDM and begin to shoot at her. He
missed Marla, but put a slug into the Big K's head, which caused the ex-wrestler's sunglasses to
fly off. His sheer bulk kept him from being knocked off his feet. The crime boss just stood there
for a moment, as if deciding what to do, before he toppled facedown onto the dirt floor.
Marla took offense at that, brought the German semiauto up in a two-handed grip, and dropped
the gang leader with two carefully placed shots. One bullet to the chest and one to the forehead,
so that body armor wouldn't be enough to protect him.
Agent 47 couldn't target Marla from his position on the ground, as one of the gang leaders
jumped onto the loot-laden table and prepared to fire down on him. The assassin brought the
wheel gun up and fired twice. The first bullet hit the rat-faced man in the stomach, and the
second blew his balls off, which caused him to grab his crotch as he fell toward his killer.
But rather than wait for Rat Face to fall on top of him, 47 rolled to one side, came to his feet,
and drew the second Colt just in time to see Marla take cover behind a sturdy post. Splinters
flew from wood as a heavy slug nicked the timber.
Then it was Marla's turn as the Walther barked twice. Agent 47 felt something nip his left arm
and was forced to spin away. She might have nailed him then and there if it hadn't been for
Joey. With plenty of targets available, the M16-toting gang member began to shoot
indiscriminately at anything that moved.
As the assault rifle began to rattle and bullets blew divots out of the barn's dirt floor, Marla was
forced to duck back, then defend herself. Her bullets missed, but the return fire forced Joey to
duck, and that gave the woman time to throw a folding chair through the nearest window. Glass
shattered. Casings from Joey's weapon continued to arc through the air as he began spraying the
room again. Marla took three running steps and dove through the newly created opening.