On the rooftop, the assassin let out a scream and tumbled straight to the ground headfirst from above.

Andrew slowly walked over, looking at the assassin on the ground who was groaning and could not get up. Then, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly remembered a popular joke he had heard recently.

With a smirk, he said, "Get up. No sleeping here."

The assassin, struck in the backside, glared at him with pure fury.

Andrew crouched down and first sealed his pressure points to prevent any