Chapter One Thousand and Thirty-Two: When money reaches a certain amount, the balance can be broken

Seeing the acquaintance, John Wick smiled a little, "Hello Cuarón, is Winston here?"

"Of course, except for special things, the managers will stay in the hotel."

Cuarón said as he worked on the keyboard, and after a moment took out a key, "I'll help you book in the old room, no problem."

"Thank you, thank you",

John Wick, who is retired, certainly doesn't want to stay at the Continental Hotel.

But the battle an hour earlier had left him with nowhere else to go except to England.

He took out a hotel coin from his pocket and handed it over, took the key and nodded to Caron, who responded with a smile, "The manager is on the top floor now."

"Thank you".

While riding the elevator, John Wick asked Sunday again, "Can't you really find where Ilsoff is?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wick, but I've searched Vigo-Tarasov's territory, and I've searched ninety percent of the cameras in New York, but I haven't found any trace of Ilsov.

It's likely that they're no longer in New York, or that Vigo Tarasov has been pointed out, and they've deliberately avoided surveillance."

Sunday, of course, knew what William had done, but he couldn't have told John Wick about it without William's command.

"Well, it looks like I'll have to ask Winston for help."

Go to the top floor and hand over your gun to see Winston in the garden on the top floor.

"John Wick?"

Winston, who was reading a book, squinted and saw that it was John Wick, took off his eyes with a smile, pointed to the chair opposite him, and said,

"How many years have we not seen each other?"

"Thank you," and after saying thank you, John Wickla stepped out of his chair and sat down, and replied calmly, "It should have been seven years."

After speaking, he looked sideways at the rooftop garden, and said with some nostalgia, "It was here in the first place, Mr. Devon Hill guessed at a glance that I wanted to retire, and then I really retired."

"Alright, alright, don't mention that little bastard", Winston, who hadn't seen William in over two years, interrupted John Wick, "Say, how did you have time to come to me, something happened?"

"I," he hesitated for a moment before he said that he had shot near his home.

"It's okay, I'll take care of this," Winston thought for a moment and took out his phone to dial a number.

Without saying a few words, he hung up the phone, put the phone on the table and waited silently.

Ten minutes later, the mobile phone rang, Winston answered the phone, and soon smiled and said to John Wick, "Don't worry, the matter is done, someone took the initiative to say that they did it."

John Wick was stunned for a moment, instinctively tapped a few times on his ear, and soon Sunday's voice came from the earphones, "Sorry, Mr. Wick, some special agencies recommend that you still don't know."

Seeing John Wick covering his ears, Winston knew he was talking to Sunday, and even outside his bedroom, there were two battle robots disguised as Plate Knights.

And the organization that took the initiative to speak out to the outside world, except for the Snake Shield Bureau, there would be no one else.

Even after learning that John Wick and William were related, Nick Fury, the one-eyed dragon, classified this ordinary werewolf incident as a ninth-level secret.

"Okay, is there anything else?"

Looking at Winston, who put on his eyes and looked down at him, John Wick hesitated for a moment before asking, "I want to ask you to help me find out where Ilsov Tarasov is?"

"Official, or [starry sky fo] is it a private matter?"

Winston said without raising his head, "You go and ask about Sunday, if you have private matters",

Speaking of this, Winston reminded, "You have retired, and if you get information at the Continental Hotel again, it means that you have returned.

Are you really going to do that?"

"This,,".

After thinking about it, John Wick said, "Can I ask you for help as a friend?"

"Friends?" Winston looked at John Wick with a smile, "we're friends?"

"Of course," John nodded affirmatively, "Mr. Light Devinhill's relationship, we are friends."

Winston took his cell phone and pretended to dial a number, and Sunday's voice immediately came out, "Mr. Winston, Ilsov disappeared from the headquarters nightclub in Tarasov 76 minutes ago,

As for who did it, sorry, you don't have enough permissions."

Putting down the phone, Winston paused for a few seconds, and couldn't help but suspect that William had someone kidnap Ilsov.

With such suspicions, Winston dismissed the idea of going through the information of the hotel to find someone.

And for him, William is a relative, and John Wick is an outsider, put down his phone and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I can't find the exact location of Ilsov for the time being, I only know that he entered the headquarters nightclub in Vigo and never came out again."

"Thank you", from Sunday can't be found, John Wick was prepared in his heart, and said goodbye to Winston,

As he was leaving, he suddenly said, "Ilsov killed the dog that Helen gave me on her deathbed, so this is a private matter for me."

"Well, I see," Winston nodded knowingly, and returned his gaze to the page.

"Thank you".

Back in the hotel room, John Wick lay on the big bed, silently thinking about what went wrong.

At this time, Vigo Tarasov, who only found out that his son was gone, was smashing his office like crazy with a baseball bat.

After venting and smashing for more than ten minutes, Vigo, who was a lot calmer, can now think of someone who will kidnap his son, and it is John Wick.

In addition, the news that sixteen werewolves went out on a mission and that only one was alive had reached his ears, and he hated John Wick to death and was afraid to death.

"Issuing a mission to the entire underworld of New York, I will pay ten gold coins and ten million dollars to buy John Wick's head."

"Understood, boss", a middle-aged man with eyes nodded respectfully in response, "Randall's matter, how do we tell the Snow Wolf Clan".

"How do you say that? Of course, I pay the truth, they sell their lives, as long as they don't betray Randall, what can the Snow Wolf Clan do with me?

Besides, isn't there still one alive, let him report to the Snow Wolf Clan."

"Understood, boss", the subordinates thought about it and nodded, they were still the living werewolves, and they only found out the news when they called back.

"But John Wick has already taken refuge in the Continental Hotel, and if he doesn't come out, what will we do?"

After Vigo finished speaking, he said to his subordinates, "Tell the killers outside that if anyone dares to kill John Wick at the Continental Hotel, I will pay double the pay."

"Clear, understood".

Soon, a $10 million commission appeared in the underground world of New York, and all the people who looked at John Wick's photos had their eyes full of dollars.

Even the killers in the hotel were all thinking about the 17th floor of the hotel, in the suite facing the street.

If it weren't for the Continental Hotel, it was expressly stipulated that anyone who did it in the hotel would be hunted down by killers of Continental Hotel members all over the world.

John Wick should have been shot out by this time.