Winston had deliberately roped in Russell before, and even asked him to be a direct killer with only rights but no obligations. He just wanted to use Russell's power to gain a seat at the high table.
Although he made a lot of preparations, when he actually planned to get a seat at the high table, he discovered that getting a seat was more difficult than he thought.
There are only so many seats at the high table. If he wants to ascend, someone must give up his seat.
Not to mention that no one who can occupy a seat at the high table is a good person. The small circle within the high table alone is a difficult problem to solve.
There are a total of 12 seats at the high table, which are occupied by forces such as the Camorra, the Mafia, the 'Ndrangheta, the Chinese, and the Russians.
And these 12 seats are divided into several different small circles due to interests and cooperation.
This means that if Winston wants to replace one of the members, he needs to solve not just one force, but an alliance composed of several forces.
In the underground world of New York, Winston is considered one of the local snakes.
But if you put it in the world, Winston is not famous.
More importantly, after leaving New York, his power will decline sharply.
"Are you interested in my previous plan now?"
Winston asked in disbelief.
"No, I'm still not interested in your previous plan. I'm only interested in the high table now."
Russell corrected Winston.
Winston had talked to him before about getting a seat at the high table, not long after he joined the Continental Hotel.
But at that time, he was far from the strength he is now, and he didn't have many messy ideas.
His idea at that time was very simple, which was to become a killer with a good reputation, earn enough money for himself and Diana to spend, and live a happy life for the two of them.
"You're going to help me get a seat at the high table?"
Winston continued.
"That's right!"
Russell replied calmly.
After finishing speaking, he gestured to Perkins and asked Perkins to bring the whiskey from the wine cabinet next to him.
"Why are you helping me?"
Although it was good to have Russell's help, Winston knew Russell well.
To put it simply, Russell is a guy who can't afford to be early without profit.
He didn't believe that Russell would help him get a seat at the high table for no reason. He must have other plans.
"You don't have to look at me like this. Helping you is indeed not free, but you don't need to worry that I will sell you."
"You should know very well what kind of power I have now. You don't have to worry that I will use you as a pawn."
Although Winston didn't say it, Russell could tell what he was worried about.
Aren't you just worried about being used as a pawn?
In the past, Russell might have been interested in high tables.
After all, the Continental Hotel, with its high-table owners all over the world, is one of the undoubted behemoths in the underground world.
But now, in front of him who already has a Kryptonian physique, even if the strength of the high table is increased ten times, it will be just that.
"What do I have to give?"
Although he didn't know what Russell was planning, Winston was still tempted.
nonsense!
The long-awaited seat at the high table was now right in front of him, how could he not be tempted.
If he hadn't been moved, he would have retired early, and how could he have remained the manager of the New York Continental Hotel.
"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you after I think about it."
"But one thing you can rest assured is that I won't let you do anything you can't do."
Russell said slowly.
Then, he picked up the whiskey that Perkins had just poured and took a sip.
Winston did not answer immediately. He frowned and thought for more than ten seconds, and then said slowly: "Okay! As long as you can help me get a seat at the high table, I can help you do something within my capabilities."
Winston finally agreed to Russell.
"Trust me, you will never regret your decision today."
"Okay, it's getting late, so I won't disturb you anymore."
After speaking, Russell drank the whiskey in the glass and left the office with Perkins.
When taking the elevator to the lobby on the first floor, Perkins looked at Russell suspiciously and asked slowly: "Are you really going to help Winston get a seat at the high table?"
"Yes, what's the problem?"
Russell asked rhetorically.
"Didn't you come here to avenge me tonight?" Perkins continued to ask.
"Revenge? What revenge? Haven't you already killed the person who attacked you?"
"As for the high table that issues orders, even if I want to help you take revenge, they have to be here."
Russell said with a smile.
Although Russell looked the same now as before, Perkins found that he could not see Russell more and more clearly.
She couldn't guess what Russell was thinking now.
Russell is not surprised that Perkins feels this way.
In fact, helping Winston get a seat at the high table was a temporary decision he made after meeting Callum.
He originally planned to have some fun at the Continental Hotel, but after seeing Callum, he immediately changed his mind.
For fun, how can the Continental compare to the Assassin Brotherhood and the Knights Templar.
Apart from anything else, the Pieces of Eden alone were worth his energy.
When they arrived at the hall, the body of the big man had been taken away.
The direct sales killers who were originally gathered in the hall also disappeared completely, and no one knew where they went.
"Drive back to Zhenglian headquarters by yourself."
Russell said to Perkins after leaving the hotel.
After saying that, he flew towards the apartment without any hesitation.
Looking at Russell who quickly disappeared into the night sky, Perkins went straight back to the car, quickly started the vehicle and drove towards the Zhenglian headquarters.
When Russell left, she realized that she was now somewhat dependent on Russell's protection.
Within a minute, Russell returned to the apartment.
As soon as he landed on the balcony, he saw Diana lying on the sofa in the living room reading a book.
After entering the living room, he sat down next to Diana and said to Diana: "I met a very interesting person today."
He briefly talked about Callum and the Assassin Brotherhood.
Of course, he also talked about his speculations, such as why the Assassin Brotherhood suddenly approached the high table to cooperate.
"Golden Apples of Pieces of Eden, are you sure these things really exist?"
Diana didn't quite believe Russell's words.
Because Callum and the Assassin Brotherhood are not characters from Marvel and DC, Russell does not need to hide too much and tells everything he knows.
As for the source of the information, it was of course the Assassin's Creed games he played before traveling through time.
"I think there is a high probability that it will exist. I sense some ancient aura in Callum."
Russell said seriously.
