When I came to the Continental Hotel again, Charon, the black bald man at the front desk, still stood there upright with a professional and polite smile on his face.
When Wang Yan approached, he said hello: "Mr. Wang, it's nice to see you again. How can I help you?"
Wang Yan took out a gold coin and put it on the counter and pushed it over: "Stay one night."
"Okay, sir. Do you have any other requirements for the room?" Charon picked up the gold coins and put them neatly in the box.
"Southward, the higher the better."
"As you wish, sir." Charon operated the computer a few times and handed a room card to Wang Yan, "Room 1 on the 19th floor. All food and drinks are free. Enjoy your stay, sir."
"Thanks."
The price is very good, one gold coin can stay for one night, and all food and drinks are included. Just like when he ate and drank here last night, the cost of one meal was 3,000 knives. Judging from the actual value of a gold coin of 1,000 knives, it was obviously extremely appropriate. If it weren't for the fact that he had something serious to do, he would have had to fight against the high table. In fact, it was a good choice for him to block outside the Continental Hotel, specifically to intercept and kill these criminals and collect gold coins from their corpses. Of course, if you really do that, you will still be wanted, and you will still go to the opposite side.
But although I used gold coins to stay, it seemed very cheap and suitable. But in fact, behind a gold coin, there are one or even several lives. And after the mission is completed, the Continental Hotel will also take a cut of the bounty. And what they give to those who complete the task is only one to several gold coins. From this point of view, the value of gold coins is far greater than the actual one thousand knives, and the hidden value is provided by lives.
Wang Yan did not go upstairs to the room, but went to the restaurant first and ordered a bunch of food.
Without his greeting, Adi walked towards Wang Yan with two glasses and a bottle of wine, twisting his legs and hips.
Yesterday, there was a bar counter blocking the lower body, but Wang Yan didn't see everything. Today, he finally got to see the good figure of this female killer who sells wine. The legs are very long, the waist is very thin, the butt is very perky, and the devil's figure is serious. The bunted hair also shows the charm that is unique to a young woman. Although I haven’t actually felt it yet, there is only one word that comes to my mind just by looking at it, moist, very moist...
But despite such comments in his heart, Wang Yan still rarely remembered the Sicilian woman who looked at him with frightened and helpless eyes. Among all the foreign women he had energy for, it was Marlena who made him miss her. They also lived happily together in New York.
Adi sat down opposite, poured two glasses of wine, pushed a glass of wine in front of Wang Yan, and leaned forward, pressing the deep ditch and high barrier ready to come out, she whispered: "Li Zhenkun is dead, it was you who did it ?”
"It's only been a day and you already know?"
"Is it weird? He is quite famous and very powerful in Southeast Asia. Many people know him. Is it you?" Adi asked again. "
Maybe this is not a very smart female killer, because she naively wants to get the answer from the man's mouth. However, considering that I haven't actually felt the benefits yet, I still nodded slightly: "Are you going to betray me to make a fortune? I estimate they can give you one million dollars in clue money."
"Of course not, I like you even more." Adi smiled and said, "I asked around and found out that seventeen people died at the scene, all of them killed by knives. You are very powerful. People like you should have been famous for a long time. It’s popular all over the world, why did it only appear now?”
"I used to live a stable life."
"Why not?"
"Because of poverty."
Wang Yan was talking nonsense, so he picked up the wine glass and drank with her, then asked, "What about you? How long have you been doing this?"
"Eight years."
"how old are you?"
"It's not polite to ask a woman's age so bluntly, Mr. Gentleman from the East." Adi glanced at her charmingly. Seeing that Wang Yan didn't talk to her at all, she shrugged with a look on her face. You are so boring, "I am thirty-four years old. I joined the Army at the age of eighteen and served for seven years. I only started on this path after I retired."
Wang Yan nodded, took another sip of wine with her to show his appreciation, and continued to ask, "What do you think of the high table?"
"They make the rules, they guard the rules, they follow the rules."
“Have you ever thought about retiring?”
"Not everyone is John Wick, and not everyone is destined to accomplish the impossible. Instead of that, it's better to live one day at a time like this."
Adi's tone was not very good, and she was still a little unwilling.
One wrong step leads to a lifelong mistake. It is easy to get started but difficult to turn back. She has been working for eight years, just doing simple small tasks. After killing people for eight years, she should have a few million dollars in savings. With some safe investment, she can find a place to buy a house and open a new business. Small shop, enjoy life safely.
It's just a pity that killers are human too. They generally don't have the consciousness to save money. After all, money comes easily and quickly. A small task costs only a few thousand dollars. If you do something difficult, it will cost tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Besides, they know they can't get out, so what are they doing with the money? Naturally, they are drunk now, spending money for excitement, and each one is more wasteful than the other.
I guess Adi is the same player. As long as she has an ideal like John and saves some money, she won't end up working as a bartender at the Continental Hotel. But she was looking for experienced and capable people to relax and soothe her body and mind. Wang Yan decided to reserve her critical opinions.
He said in a calm voice: "Adi, although you are still so beautiful and radiant, I have to admit that thirty-four is no longer young. Your skin is sagging and wrinkles are growing. It is already a very difficult task to maintain your strength. It's not easy, and it's basically impossible to make progress. And the tasks you have to perform have not changed. You can't look down on the ones with small bounties and can't grab them. It's not easy to complete those with large bounties. I don't know if you want to Live your own fate?”
"It's just that I died under someone else's gun while performing a mission. Wang, our destiny is like this, so what does it matter?" Adi said without caring.
"In that case, why don't you dare to do the impossible task?"
"As it is now, I don't know when I will die. But I know I will definitely die if it is an impossible task. If I can live a little longer and enjoy a little longer, why not?"
Wang Yan nodded with a smile, knowing that he was numbing himself. Just like everyone will die, they may die of illness, old age, or misfortune. Why don't they dare to do things that seek death and risk their lives while they are alive? Because no one wants to die early.
"The food is served, let's enjoy the food Adi. You have to eat more, because we are going to face a long battle."
"King, don't brag. If it doesn't last, I'm afraid I can't help but shoot your bird."
A female killer who doesn't take human life seriously is also so different when it comes to talking dirty.
"We'll see." Wang Yan raised his eyebrows.
After they had eaten and drank enough, they went upstairs to the room to rest together.
It was late at night when the event ended, but the killer was different. Although he rolled his eyes once during the process, he is still awake now.
I saw Wang Yan sitting on the bedside smoking in just a pair of underwear. The muscles on his body were chopped and chopped, and combined with the tattoos full of oriental mystery, they really complemented each other and looked very good.
Adi, who was drinking to quench his thirst, was also lying on the bed smoking. She asked lazily in a hoarse voice: "Wang, what did you want to do when you asked me the question before? You just entered and only completed one task. You haven't read it yet. The highest scenery, do you want to challenge the impossible task?"
"Adi, why do you think I want to quit the High Table instead of trying to overthrow the High Table?"
Adi, who had just been satisfied and couldn't be fuller, was stunned. She couldn't help but widen her eyes. The features of the foreign devil's face made her very charming look a little ugly.
"Are you crazy?"
She shouted in a low voice, "The High Table is invincible. Behind him are the Mafia, Camorra, 'Ndrangheta, Yamaguchi-gumi, Russian Mafia, Hongmen, etc., a total of twelve organizations. They are the most powerful in the world." The power of gangs. And it is said that behind them are large conglomerates from various countries, and even governments. You are only one person, and you want to fight against the world?
Although I am very reluctant to part with you, believe me, Wang, why don't we find a place, use my Glock 34, and shoot a love bullet to send you to death. Don't worry, I will definitely find the best cemetery to bury you. This is more realistic and can leave a whole body, right? "
Wang Yan smiled: "The High Table is invincible, just because no one can defeat it. There is not only one High Table in this world, nor does the big consortium really control the world. You also know that with so many forces gathered at the High Table, how can Maybe we can unite as one? Isn’t there a struggle for power within the big consortium?”
"These do exist, but they only need to put out a reward of 10 million knives, which is enough to make you run away. Maybe you are indeed very powerful and it is difficult for people to kill you. But I think that must be because the reward is not enough. If they I sensed your threat and offered a reward of 100 million knives. By then, everyone will be your enemy and everyone wants to kill you, so how can you overthrow the High Table?"
"You won't kill me for 100 million, will you?"
"Who knows?"
Wang Yan smiled: "Actually, for a killer, if there is not just 100 million, but even 10 or 20 million, the person who gets this reward will eventually die. Someone must catch his family and force him. Without family members, Just catch him and torture him severely. This money is not so easy to earn. People will be crazy for a short time, but they will not stay stupid all the time. If there are too few, no one will do it, if there are too many, there will be few people who do it, neither up nor down. People will also be hesitant. The scene you mentioned will definitely happen, but how long it will last is a question."
Listening to Wang Yan's serious analysis, Adi asked, "You don't really want to do this, do you?"
"Who knows?"
Adi looked at Wang Yan's smiling side face steadily and said for a long time: "You are really a madman."
"Just think you're complimenting me."
After putting out the cigarette butt, Wang Yan got up and got on the bed, hugged the slim female assassin, and fell asleep like this.
It was during the fierce battle between Wang Yan and the female killer that John Wick, who avenged the dog, killed as many people as in the movie. Wang Yan did not intervene in his actions, so the overall process was no different.
It was the father of the dog-killing car thief who was an old acquaintance of John Wick, because John was determined to kill the little thief and the peacemaking failed. The gangster boss was also a person who wanted to save face, so he issued a reward for John, and at the same time made his son hide. He also found John's good friends to kill John, and paid a high price to someone to break the no-touch rules of the Continental Hotel. Kill John in the Continental Hotel.
But John Wick was so powerful that his friends didn't have the heart to do anything but helped instead. Therefore, John Wick saved the day and then went on a killing spree, successfully killing his dog-killing enemy. At this time, the dog killer's father discovered that John Wick's good friend had helped John, so he killed this friend. It was all over, but because of this move and the previous violation of hotel rules, the father of the dog killer who was about to run away was betrayed by Winston, the manager of the Continental Hotel, to John Wick.
As expected, John Wick was so brave that he caught up with this old acquaintance and killed the gangster leader. Then he ran to an unknown pet store to find medicine to save himself, and his eyes met a pure black Stanford dog, so he stole the dog...
After returning the dog to his home, John Wick goes out to his car again. This car was in the hands of the brother of the previous gangster leader. John killed and subdued the gangster leader's brother, and finally the two settled their feud over a glass of strong drink. John successfully drove his scrapped car back home.
And this process lasted for a week.
That afternoon, Wang Yan finally drove home. I changed my clothes at home and strolled to John Wick's house.
After ringing the doorbell, John Wick, who had cuts on his face, was dressed at home, and still had some dirt on his body, opened the door. He didn't even look at it before he turned back and went back into the house.
Wang Yan knew that John Wick was familiar with his neighbor. He also knew that this kid had just wiped the floor in the basement, entered Kuma with a knife and released a gun into Nanshan. John Wick thought that he could finally continue to enjoy a stable life, so he used the sledgehammer to take out all the things. Put it back.
"John, you made a mistake."
"I'm sorry, there were a lot of accidents along the way. But it's all settled now. I'll take you to find someone tomorrow. And haven't you and Adi had a good time recently? This is a chance for you to get along. After all, once you really start taking action, I shouldn’t be in such a mood anymore.”
Wang Yan has been staying in the hotel these days, not just with Adi, but with the woman introduced by Adi. She has already accepted it. The main reason is that Wang Yan's clues have been cut off, and he is waiting for a confrontation with the high table with real swords and guns, so he relaxes before the battle. John had also stayed in the hotel for two nights before, and they had met before, so he said this.
"Then you are looking down on me. Is this your new dog? What's its name?" Wang Yan looked at the black puppy sitting there honestly, whistling and teasing.
John Wick, who was pouring the wine, glanced at it, shook his head and said, "I haven't picked it up yet, but I should call it Des."
"What did your wife name the previous dog? What a good name."
"how do you know."
"Is it difficult to guess?" Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, then asked, "Do you want to do it with me?"
"I want to live a peaceful life, and I don't want to die with you."
"It seems that what I said to you before was all in vain. Do you really think that you have left the High Table? It just happened that there was nothing that needed you during that period of time. Or maybe you disappeared for too long and many people forgot about you. . But this time you made such a big fuss, do you think that’s it? You didn’t open the high table, and you don’t come and leave whenever you want. Past experience tells me a pattern.”
"What?" John held the wine glass and placed it in front of Wang Yan, complimenting him very meaningfully.
If it were normal, he wouldn't talk nonsense. He just killed the enemy and got his revenge, and he was very happy. Although he didn't want to admit it, the recent killings really made his blood boil. Wang Yan was an acquaintance, so he rarely gave him a good look.
Wang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Often when a bad thing happens, it is not the beginning. You will find that the next things are worse than the last. And you, John, your badness has just begun."
"Then please tell me, what's so bad about me?"
"Recently, I'm not just sleeping with women. I've also heard that the High Table has a contract called a blood contract. The Continental Hotel or the rules of the High Table, no force is allowed in the hotel, and the blood contract must be completed. John, I think Over the years, you have always needed help from others, right? Do you need me to tell you more about the rules of the blood contract?"
"Kill everyone in the blood contract and die. Refuse to complete the blood contract and die. The completion of the blood contract failed and it is not in compliance with the agreement. It will be determined whether or not you will die based on the investigation results." John's words became cold again because of what this damn orientalist said. , giving him some bad premonitions.
Wang Yan nodded and drank Russian vodka: "So John, if someone comes to you now with a blood contract, what will you choose? Shoot his head off? Congratulations, the High Table will start with you. Endless pursuit, endless pursuit. If you complete the blood contract and then want to kill the holder of the blood contract, congratulations, you are once again in endless trouble.
And the person who can let you leave a blood contract must be very powerful. So if this person hides in the Continental Hotel and refuses to leave, how should you choose then? To kill or not to kill? If he doesn't die, he will pursue you endlessly. If he dies, you have broken the rules of the Continental Hotel and will still be hunted. John, have you really thought this through? "
At this time, the doorbell rang rhythmically.
John Wick turned his head suddenly, stared in the direction of the door, and then looked back at the damn oriental man sitting there drinking wine for the dog...
Wang Yan shrugged nonchalantly and said with a smile, "I have a hunch that you are going to be in trouble. So how do you choose?"
John Wick killed Wang Yan several times with his eyes. Then he took a deep breath and walked to open the door with some anxiety...
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