"Congratulations on joining the high table, Mr. Stokes." After saying this, a woman with a short haircut put down the phone. In front of him were two extremely respectful men. An old white man, with gray-white hair hanging behind his back, a face full of vicissitudes of life, and an eyepatch on one eye. The other is a black man, tall, with short hair, but still fluffy, and a goatee.
The old man's name is Big Winston, but he prefers to be called Mr. Wednesday. He is the brother of the previous manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, but the two had a falling out many years ago. If possible, he would never see his brother in his life, but not long ago, he got the news. His brother disappeared, the kind of person who never saw his body alive or dead.
Wednesday knows exactly what kind of person his brother is. This guy regards this hotel as his most important thing. He believes in rules and rules. Even if he dies, he will not abandon his faith and leave this hotel.
So he guessed, no, it should be confirmation that his brother was dead and was killed!
So he came. He has no obsession with this hotel, but he must avenge his brother. The relationship between the two brothers is not good, but he must take revenge. Because they are brothers! Wednesday is a killer, a top killer, and a killer who has 'graduated' from the high table. He has been a killer of the high table a long time ago. Until he violated the iron rule of the High Table and killed his employer, who happened to be one of the twelve masterminds!
Logically speaking, if Wednesday did this, he would definitely die. In order to maintain the majesty of the Twelve Masterminds, High Table will kill him at all costs!
It was also at that time that Wednesday's younger brother, Winston Jr., betrayed him. Caught him and sent him to the high table.
Meanwhile, it was Winston who approached the 'Elders' to find a way to exempt Wednesday.
Wednesday must cut off the ring finger of his left hand to become a sharp blade in the hands of the 'elder'.
Wednesday hated his brother. He thought he had the strength to fight out, but his brother betrayed him. Meanwhile his brother saved him. So for thirty years, he never saw his brother again.
Now, my brother is dead. He must take revenge!
The other black man is called Solomon. As for the high-top table, he is the current lobby manager of the Continental Hotel. That's Wednesday's deputy. This man looks very ordinary, but in fact, he is a killer trained by Gao Tai Table himself. He is absolutely loyal and has outstanding abilities.
Last year, Hannibal emptied hotels across the continent!
Of course, Gaotai Table was furious about this, but unfortunately, they couldn't find the murderer.
Although the murderer could not be found, life was still going well. The Continental Hotel in New York could not remain empty, so Gao Tai Table set out to rebuild the Continental Hotel in New York. For this purpose, they specially transferred a judge, a legendary killer, and Solomon from the headquarters.
The short-haired woman is the judge, with the highest discretion and a very high status.
"It seems that we are about to face off against Hannibal." The judge looked at Wednesday thoughtfully.
Earlier, the high table did not actually know that Hannibal was the murderer. SHIELD took away all the evidence at that time, but just recently, the High Table suddenly received the evidence and knew that their enemy was Hannibal!
"Just what I want!" Wednesday's expression remained unchanged, but his voice was full of coldness as cold as winter.
"You can only succeed, not fail!" the judge emphasized again.
Wednesday did not speak, but just touched the antique revolver on his waist, which looked more like an antique than a weapon.
…
Hannibal quickly arrived at Cornell's residence with blood mint. Of course, this guy was not there, but his younger brother revealed that he had a secret residence in New Jersey, where he was hiding. Bloodmint was about to kill him upon hearing this, but Hannibal saw that this was a trap.
The reason is simple. If there is such a secret residence, there seems to be no reason for these abandoned brothers to know about it, right?
Otherwise, why would Mao call it a secret residence?
But Hannibal didn't care, so what about the trap? Just do it and that's it.
New Jersey...a place of great discrimination. At least that's what New Yorkers do. New Yorkers think New Jersey is full of losers and poor people. This was not the case in New Jersey in the 1950s, but after the black riots in 1967, many white people fled there. Since then, New Jersey's impression has begun to deteriorate rapidly. By the 2010s, taking Newark, New Jersey as an example, blacks accounted for 52.4% of the population.
Of course, New Jersey is actually a very suitable place to live, with a beautiful environment, a suitable climate, and most importantly, the cost of living is much lower than in New York. Many New Yorkers don't actually live in New York, but work in New York and live in New Jersey. The housing prices in New York are so high that New Yorkers themselves cannot afford it. (Newark, New Jersey itself is also part of the greater New York City and is really very close)
At the same time, New Jersey's rail transportation is very developed. Basically, you can go to any city by rail. New York State is much worse.
Therefore, many wealthy people gradually began to buy houses in New Jersey.
Cornell's secret residence is in the town of Chatham, New Jersey. Chatham, only 24 miles west of New York City, is like a New England town and seems to have no connection with the bustling Big Apple (New York City). Locals like to gather for lunch and chat at Café Beethoven, which is the home of jazz on weekend nights. The cafe is located across from the train station where people take trains to and from Manhattan, New York, where commuters can help themselves to coffee and waffles in the morning by putting money in a basket.
Very suitable for retirement.
Chatham is very quiet at night, and there are no people on the streets.
When Hannibal and Bloodmint found Cornell's house, there was no one on the street. Without any hesitation, the two of them climbed over the wall and entered the house.
This house is very large. The gate of the house is a stone castle gate, which looks very suitable for the style of the town. After entering from the gate, there is a very large lawn, and there is a fountain in the middle, which can be passed through the lawn. It is a very modern villa.
I have to say, the Godfather of Harlem quite enjoys it.
There are no bodyguards here, not even a dog. It really seems like an ordinary person's house.
Hannibal and Bloodmint walked into the house. All the lights in the house were turned off, and only the living room had the light of the TV. They walked in and saw a black man sitting there, watching TV.
Bloodmint seemed to have determined that it was Connell, and was just about to rush over. But Kai stopped her. Well, it was Hannibal who stopped her.
"etc!"
Kai smelled blood.
"It seems that they are really waiting for us here." Hannibal said thoughtfully.
Shortly after they entered the room, Hannibal sensed someone approaching from outside the house.
I have to say that these people really put in a lot of effort. In order not to alert Hannibal and Bloodmint, they actually hid it so well without any clues!
Blood Mint also reacted, and she immediately walked up to the black man... That was a dead man!
Of course this guy is not Cornell, and I don’t know who he is.
Maybe it's the real owner of this house, or it's the unlucky guy who was randomly found by those people.
boom! Wow!
A gunshot was heard more than 100 meters away, shattering the floor-to-ceiling windows and making a sound of shattering glass.
The moment the gunfire rang out, the entire room immediately fell into darkness.
Outside the house, several people could not help but curse secretly: Fa Ke! Which daredevil took action in advance? crazy for money?
These guys are killers from the high table.
But they are not the kind of killers trained by Gaotai Table themselves, but the gang killers who take over tasks through Gaotai Table. Some of these people are part of a single gang, some have partners, and some are even part of a temporary alliance. In short, they have various origins. But one thing is for sure, that is, they are all of high quality!
This time, the High Table has placed a huge bounty on Hannibal and Bloodmint.
A killer is all about money, so he won't let it go if he makes money. Of course, everyone is not a fool. With such a high reward amount, those rookies will naturally know that this is not something they can touch, so those who dare to take on the task are all experts in the industry.
However, they didn't expect that there would be people so restless.
Missing a hit is not a big deal.
The big thing is that the other party is Hannibal! Putting aside Hannibal's stinking reputation, he was much more brutal than a killer. What's more, Gao Tai Desi has always been very particular about what he does. When issuing tasks, detailed information will be attached, and there will be no deliberate concealment. This is also the reason why the High Table is almost the highest-profit organization in this industry and why it attracts so many killers to join them.
It's a century-old store with a great reputation.
After learning the information, many people made up their mind not to act hastily. They wanted to wait for an opportunity, an opportunity to relax their goals.
But the body had just been discovered over there, and it was a time of vigilance. Someone actually shot at this time... What a beautiful idea!
…
After the first daredevil fired a shot from more than 100 meters away and shattered the glass of the French door, Hannibal and Bloodmint disappeared from the sight of more than a dozen killers in the periphery. But fortunately, they are all veterans, so they are naturally well prepared.
Various infrared and night vision equipment were used to patrol the villa.
This villa is not much different from ordinary villas, and fancy things like floor-to-ceiling glass doors can be seen everywhere. For the killer, this kind of environment is really too friendly, with no obstructions or obstructions, and a good view!
But the next second, many killers shouted the national curse of the United States: "Fuck! Where are the people?!!"
Regardless of the device, no one was seen!
The same goes for the daredevil who fired the first shot. He was actually quite unjust. He was not a rookie and had been working in the field for ten years. Before joining the field, he was a sniper in the army. It can be said that the professional quality is quite excellent, but the matter is so small. This guy is allergic to cats, and his hidden location is in a three-story building more than 100 meters away from the villa, and cats happen to be raised here. Taking aim, a cat suddenly ran past him.
Then he sneezed and accidentally fired.
My mentality is a bit crazy, what the hell, where did this unlucky cat come from!
Because of this, he was targeted.
Professional players like snipers are often the most troublesome. Taking someone's head thousands of miles away is no joke.
Even Hannibal is not willing to be hit twice by a sniper rifle. Not because of fear of being hit, but because it is troublesome and affects efficiency.
So it’s better to clean it up as soon as possible.
Just when the cat-allergic person was still using an infrared sight to look for Hannibal and the others in the villa, he didn't even notice that a person walked out of the shadows behind him. Hannibal didn't bother him. He stretched out his fist gently, holding a sharp blade between his knuckles. This was something captured from Willis. This thing was very useful. The sharp blade came close to the back of the sniper's head, and then struck in an extremely short blow.
The sniper has been engaged in the killing business for many years, and he really has some fighting instincts, but it is a pity that it is too late.
Bah!
After a very slight noise, the sniper fell straight to the ground. He did not die immediately, but he could not do anything, not even something as simple as asking for help. His consciousness was clear and his eyes could see. Something, but my body just lost control.
At that moment, Kai directly severed his spine.
After doing all this, Hannibal's figure sank into the shadows.
At the same time, Bloodmint also pulled out a tactical dagger from a killer's body. There were already three people lying down where she was.
This is a group of four people. One of them also brought three drones. These three drones are now flying around the villa. He is observing the situation in the villa through the drone's camera. There are also three drones on the drone. Equipped with machine guns.
Very good at playing.
After doing all this, Blood Mint also walked into the shadows.
It's night now, and it's a perfect battlefield. Blood Mint had just walked into the middle of the four people, and they didn't even react.
So he was killed instantly.
Blood Mint shook off the blood on the dagger, then turned around and fell into the embrace of the shadow again.
While the surrounding killers were still paying attention to the villa, Hannibal and Bloodmint took advantage of their timing and killed a dozen or so people outside.
But the other killers don't know anything.
Everyone is considered a competitor, so they are very wary of each other. This also leads to them hiding very secretly and not easily being discovered by their peers.
We are all unfamiliar with each other, so we naturally have to be on guard against cheating.
This resulted in the current paradoxical situation.
A group of people were looking for a target everywhere, but they didn't expect that the target would go around and steal the house! What's even more unfortunate is that they don't have a mini-map to remind them that the enemy is clearing them one by one, and they are stupidly looking for people everywhere...
However, this embarrassing situation was quickly broken.
A group of very "reckless" guys appeared.
They did not lay an ambush around the villa like others, but drove two cars and rushed towards the villa.
This group of people is not a small group of two or three people working together, but a special operations team with professional division of labor and reasonable configuration. Moreover, their equipment is better than that of the US military, and their actions show their combat-experienced and fierceness.
This team directly drove two cars to block the front and rear of the villa. Two remote-controlled Gatling guns were raised on the roofs of the two cars to prevent the target from escaping. Twelve people, five at the front and five at the front, rushed in, leaving only the drivers of the two cars behind.
It doesn't look like a killer at all.
In fact, they are not regular killers. They are more like mercenaries. They can take any job, and the killer's list is no exception.
But unlike ordinary killers, they don't sneak into the village quietly. What shooters don't want is to rely on firepower and act recklessly.
Seeing these people, the other killers immediately began to curse.
It's just embarrassing to the killer.
But everyone had a tacit understanding and didn't make any moves. Instead, they watched their performance and made it clear that they would be taken advantage of. If they succeeded, it would be easy to just kill these guys and take advantage of them. If they start a fight with the target, they are fishing in troubled waters.
