It's around 7 o'clock in the morning.
The orange sun has just risen from the sea level, and New York, as an international metropolis, has begun to recover, and a new day of luxury and chaos has begun.
Long Zhan and Wick, who had a great battle in Beach City, appeared outside the Continental Hotel in New York.
Continental Hotel is a chain of hotels all over the world, and it is also the third level in the killer organization system. It does not provide any external services at all, and it does not even have a hotel sign. It is an internal service organization under the killer organization.
Provide services specifically for killers within the organization so that they can rest and relax here.
In order to play its own role, to achieve the same function as a safe house, so that the killers who stay can truly relax, they also specially formulated a rule that all residents must abide by——
You cannot work in the hotel!
The so-called "work" is actually killing people.
This is absolutely not allowed in the hotel. Even if you and the other person have a deep hatred for killing your parents, you cannot kill each other in the hotel.
Once anyone dares to break the rules in the hotel, they will face extremely severe punishment.
Not only will their membership in the killer organization be canceled and their membership in the hotel cancelled, they will also be forcibly expelled from the hotel and automatically enter the killer organization's bounty list.
All killers can accept this bounty and kill the deportees to obtain rewards.
If there is already a bounty on the deportee, the bounty will be stacked.
Moreover, this kind of reward for violating the rules of a mainland hotel and being forcibly evicted from the hotel has a special feature. The reward will increase more and more as time goes by, making it more and more tempting.
so.
After anyone is expelled from the Continental Hotel, there will only be one ending that greets him, that is, he will be hunted down by endless killers.
Basically a death!
The Continental Hotel is the "resting area" for all killers. In order to maintain its safety characteristics, everyone follows its rules, which also makes the Continental Hotel very important in the entire killer organization structure.
An institution that is so important to an organization naturally needs a very important manager.
The manager of a Continental Hotel is called a manager. He has great power. Even when a member of the superior Gaotaihui arrives at the hotel, he has to give the hotel manager three points.
As a manager, with this power in hand, he will not be too afraid of the members of the Gaotaihui.
The current person in charge of the Continental Hotel in New York where Long Zhan came to is Winston.
A very charming and courageous old guy!
The hotel manager is equivalent to the emperor of Japan. He has power and symbols but does not need to do things himself. Instead, he will leave the responsibility to the hotel housekeeper equipped.
The chief butler is equivalent to the manager's younger brother, the external display of the manager's power.
There is only one thing to do every day, and that is to handle all the affairs of the hotel for the manager, so that the manager has enough time to drink and read the newspaper.
For example: assign tasks to the killer, upload the customer's reward to the administrative center, handle the killer's various weapons or medical needs, provide services to special customers, manage hotel service personnel, etc.
The responsibility of a housekeeper is equivalent to that of the Prime Minister of Japan. He is not the first person but does the work of the first person.
The housekeeper needs to deal with various killers to prevent them from messing around in the hotel. His own combat power is not bad, so he is by no means a fuel-saving lamp.
Last but not least.
In theory, anyone can stay at the Continental Hotel except those who have been expelled, and they can also request the hotel to provide certain special services.
The prerequisite is that you have killer gold coins.
Because the Continental Hotel only charges killer gold coins, not any other currency.
The charging standard is also quite strange. Everything is calculated as one gold coin. Staying in the hotel for a day and drinking a cocktail are very different in actual value, but they are still one gold coin here.
It is equivalent to one gold coin per service, regardless of the size, difficulty and value of the service.
Long Zhan didn't have a single killer gold coin, he wasn't a member of the hotel, and he didn't have the qualifications of a registered killer from a killer organization.
If he comes to the Continental Hotel alone, he will definitely not be able to check in.
But coming with Wick is different.
Registered killers are eligible to bring their companions to stay in the hotel. Even if the companion is not a registered killer of the killer organization, it will not be affected in any way.
Moreover, Wick doesn't have much else on him now, except that he has a lot of killer gold coins and thieves, enough for him to squander as much as he likes.
More than 200 gold coins, the richest among the rich.
The two parked the car on the roadside at the door, carried the heavy luggage filled with weapons, ammunition and armor that they had prepared before arriving, and strode into the Continental Hotel.
There is no broad hall when entering the hotel, but a narrow passage less than three meters wide, and the innermost is the hotel's front desk.
This is completely different from a regular hotel!
There is no doorman or receptionist at the door, and there is no waiter to help with parking. There is no waiter in the hotel, and there is no price list.
In addition, there is no Continental Hotel sign at the door, so outsiders have no idea this is a hotel.
At first glance, the layout is very simple.
There is a row of tables and chairs on the right side of the passage. Customers in twos and threes sit together and chat. There is no trace of the killer at all from the outside.
Just like an ordinary hotel customer, chatting in the lobby in his spare time.
It wasn't until they walked through the ten-meter-long passage and came to the front desk of the hotel that Long Zhan saw a woman who looked not serious.
The woman is dressed smartly in black, wearing high heels, nearly 1.8 meters tall, and has very good facial features.
Typical European and American big waves!
At first glance, she looked like a sexy beauty, and most men were willing to pay for her, but Long Zhan felt the murderous aura of a killer from her.
Speaking of evil spirits, it seems rather mysterious. In fact, to put it bluntly, he has a very perverse temperament and does not know how to restrain himself at all.
Looks crazy.
Gives people a strong sense of aggression.
In addition to this perverse temperament, Long Zhan also saw the strong disdain for Wick from the depths of this woman's eyes.
Very much like a gangster on the Internet.
She didn't approve of it without seeing it with her own eyes. She wasn't afraid of the name Wake Night Devil at all, thinking it was just a bunch of old guys blowing it up.
This eagerness to overthrow the old school and express herself filled every cell in her body.
This kind of personality is not a problem in other industries, at least it is not a big problem, and it may even be considered to be a leader in the new generation.
But as a killer, this kind of character is very nonsense.
After all, assassins are a profession in the dark. If you want to live a long and comfortable life, you must be as low-key as possible, so that you can secretly make a lot of money.
But the woman in front of him was very high-profile, completely contrary to the conventional killer behavior.
Long Zhan originally thought that she was a new killer who didn't know how to hide her sharp edge and could not use her sword to kill the enemy with one blow when needed.
However, after less than three seconds, this conjecture was broken.
"It's nice to meet again, John. I didn't expect you to be alive."
"Me too, Perkins."
The woman took the room card from the front desk and turned around to see Wick proactively saying hello. Wick also responded and accurately named the other person.
Although there was no expression on his face and he didn't look very familiar, it was enough to prove a point.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
