The Continental New York.

A special guest has arrived in the general manager's office, retired killer John Wick, who is warmly received by Winston.

"John, my old friend, was surprised, I really didn't expect you to come back out of the mountain."

"No, I'm not going to do my job, I'm just ...... Helping you once, that's all. ”

John Wick responded with a wry smile, he didn't want to come, but when he received a call from Winston, the choice was not in his hands.

He knew very well that refusal had no effect, and instead of waiting for Winston to secretly do evil, it was better to take the initiative to stand up, at least to keep his home from being blown up.

"John, don't be bitter, the situation is different now, I don't need you to do anything, just stay by my side and show your face." Winston said with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

"John, the underworld is changing, a new era is about to begin, and no one dares to continue to dictate in New York."

Winston smiled slightly, saw John Wick's puzzled expression, and explained: "I almost forgot that you didn't know anything, and I can't blame you, after all, you have been away for too long, and a lot of information has not been reached." ”

As he spoke, he took out several papers and placed them on his desk one by one, and John Wick took them and looked at them.

New York, Los Angeles, Mexico City, Brasilia, Dalbeda......

John Wick was so dry that he picked up the glass of water on the table and took a sip, still feeling palpitations.

His scalp tingled and said, "Winston, what happened, the governments of these countries have launched a joint action against the high table?" ”

"No, the cause of the incident was an accident, a wrong order from New York......"

Winston's smile remained unchanged as he recounted what had happened.

He's happy for a reason.

The Continental Hotel in New York was the first to be purged by Russell, but it was the least damaged one compared to other Continental hotels.

Compared with other miserable Continental hotels, New York's loss is not a loss, and it can even be said to be a blessing in disguise.

Everyone was unlucky, and Winston, as the lightest one, did not lose more than the miserable, but earned.

Winston is cunning and knows that as long as Russell is still in New York for a day, the high table will not dare to do anything to him, and he will always be the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, and he will be the real king here.

This is a bit of a fox, a tiger, a dog, but Winston is not ashamed but proud, because many managers of Continental hotels want to be dogs, but they can't find where to find their home.

Although his dog has not yet entered the house, it doesn't matter, anyway, in the eyes of the high table meeting, he has already hugged his long legs.

After listening to Winston's general story, John Wick's eyelids jumped, and he felt that the document in his hand was extremely hot: "It's incredible that one person can subvert the pattern of the underground world and force the high table to surrender unconditionally, and there is ...... Is he really human? ”

"Who knows?"

Winston lit up the Bible in his hand and said with a smile: "The power of the high table in the world has suffered heavy losses, and the deterrent power has slipped to an unprecedented trough, if they want to stabilize the situation and continue to be king, they must delegate power to more people." ”

"John, a new round of reshuffle is about to begin, now is the time to divide the cake, do you want to build a dynasty with me?"

"Are you sure?"

John Wick looked at Winston in surprise and was stunned before saying, "With all due respect, I didn't even know you had such ambitions. ”

"Just kidding, I'm not interested in building a dynasty, I'm just a little eager to see the old dynasty collapse." Winston smiled and waved his hand, he was not greedy, one New York was enough.

"Winston, if you're looking for me to take out this monster, then you'd better be smart."

John Wick's face was strange: "It's not that I admit it, but I really don't want to die." ”

"Rest assured, I've never had that thought...... Well, maybe at first, but now, more than anyone else, I want Officer Russell to be alive and well. ”

As Winston spoke, Deputy Caron pushed the door open and walked in, apologized, and placed the latest file on his desk.

"Here we go again, let me see where the seedlings are this time."

Winston put on his reading glasses, his face changed slightly, handed the document to John Wick, and sighed: "John, an old friend of yours has passed away. ”

According to the latest information from Rome, the Dantonio crime family was wiped out in the castle of the territory, and two direct members of the family were confirmed dead.

Gianna Dantonio, the patriarch of the family, was one of the twelve managers of the High Table, and her death reduced the number of the remaining top leaders to 6/12.

Half of the leaders of the once-powerful high-platform organization were killed, and they turned from glory to downhill only to blow out the award ceremony of a New York police officer.

It's too pitiful, and it is estimated that the remaining six high-level executives have the heart to die.

"Gianna, she was killed too......"

John Wick reminisced about the past, closed his eyes and held back his grief, this day would have happened sooner or later, but he did not expect it to come so suddenly.

Jingle bell~~~

The cell phone rang, a call from Moscow, and Winston looked at it and ignored it.

The Continental Hotel over there has closed its doors, the manager is nowhere to be found, and the high-table managers of the local gang are terrified, after Gianna dies, it will be his turn next, but he really doesn't want to die.

"Winston, your phone, won't you answer it?"

"Don't bother, just the dying man."

Winston lit up the phone, and his tone was unbearably proud: "Mr. Leonid from Moscow, the guy who likes to interrupt people rudely, now he calls me dozens of times a day, and I don't bother to pay attention to him." ”

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, Mr. Leonid is one of the twelve, is that really good?" John Wick struggled.

"What's the matter, tomorrow I should see a picture of him getting a headshot."

Winston shrugged pleasantly, enjoying the feeling of being there: "I can't help him, I can't contact Officer Russell, his fate is only dead." Maybe he can organize a thousand people to accompany the funeral, or order a big Ivan to end his life early. ”

As he spoke, Winston became interested, answered the phone, and spoke a bunch of Russian.

To the effect that he tried many times, he could not get in touch with Russell, and could not stop Russell from continuing to kill, and persuaded Leonid to think about something, and in the last hours of his life, do something meaningful, such as vodka.

Drunk to death is a good choice!

John Wick's face is full of black lines, he is Belarusian, he understands Russian, he feels that Winston is a little skinny now, and the whole person is free of himself.

"Come, John, I invite you to dinner to celebrate the further fall of the old dynasty."

"Uh, okay!"

Boom!

Just as the two of them got up, the office door was violently kicked open, and Deputy Caron hurriedly pulled out the pistol on his waist, and after seeing the intruder, he swooped the gun back into his belt.

【Ding】

[The host contacts the plot character John Wick and triggers the lottery link, is it drawn now?] 】

"Officer Russell, are you back?"

Winston paused for a moment, hurriedly put on a humble smile, and hurriedly met and stretched out his hand.

Russell didn't mean to shake hands, and Winston was not embarrassed, so he reached out to the high-end sofa: "You've worked hard these days, please take a seat." ”

Russell didn't speak, and looked at John Wick suspiciously, not Constantine, nor Neo, judging that it was related to the 'High Table Legs' organization, which belonged to the protagonist of the plot.

He tried to imagine the direction of the plot that he didn't mess into, and wondered if he might disturb John Wick and pretend to be forced, which was embarrassing.

John Wick was seen by Russell not standing or sitting, and stretched out his hand awkwardly: "Hello, Mr. Officer, I'm John Wick." ”

Russell reached out and shook it: "Don't say you're a killer, or I'll arrest you." ”

"Well, no."

John Wick shook his head, he wasn't lying, the killer was a thing of the past, and now he was a widower who lost his wife, and an otaku who lived with a dog.

"Officer Russell, it's a rare trip, why don't you have dinner together?"

Winston smiled and proposed to take a picture of himself and Russell dining together, and whoever dared to BB with him loudly in the future would show the picture.

"No interest, I'll pick up my car." Russell said weakly.

He was deeply disappointed by the trip to the Roman Cathedral, and he pretended to be an angel who was wandering, and the wanderer longed to return home, so that the believers could help open the gates of heaven, and the result was ......

It's hard to put into words!

Anyway, when he left, there was a wailing in the church, and a dozen old men with white beards were howling and crying, and the scene was miserable.

Winston's heart suddenly burst into his mind, and he asked tentatively, "Officer Russell, take the liberty of asking, what do you mean by coming to pick up the car, and you don't plan to continue...... So what's up? ”

"No, I'm tired of it."

Russell glanced at Winston, "What, you're disappointed?" ”

"No, this is your decision, and I personally support it. By the way, the High Table surrendered to you unconditionally four days ago, but it has never been able to contact you. ”

"Really?"

Russell pulled his phone out of his pocket, and thousands of calls were missed, 99 percent of them from unfamiliar numbers, from all over the world.

"Tsk, there are too many advertisements for unfamiliar numbers, especially numbers with international calls, I never answer."

"You're right!"

"I'm not very interested in whether the 'high leg lift' surrenders, I just want to know if I've been reinstated, and my award ceremony."

"Don't worry, the high table, no, the high leg meeting has already been arranged for you."

Winston replied with a smile, not only the award ceremony, but also the previous bad remarks were purged, the power of capital bombarded indiscriminately, and rainbow farts to Russell can be seen everywhere on the Internet, and it is estimated that he himself will be a little embarrassed to see it.

Of course, it is possible to accept it calmly.

"Then I'm fine."

Russell nodded and looked at Winston with disgust: "To be honest, the name of the 'Leg Lift' organization is inferior, and I definitely won't join this strange organization." ”

Winston nodded heavily and agreed, "yes, I think so, too, it's just vulgar." ”

“……”

John Wick: Winston, is this still you?

"Don't talk nonsense, give me my car keys, I'll hand them over to the doorman when I enter the door, don't say I was blown up by you."

"How is it possible, whoever dares to touch your car, I will screw his head off."

Winston's eyes widened and he spoke out with indignation, then smiled, "But it's a little bit of a small situation, the doorman doesn't know which one is your car key, or can you see for yourself?" ”

As he spoke, Winston took out a valuable jewelry box from the bookcase, and when he opened it, there were two rows of eight luxury car keys.

Russell: (; ￢д￢)

What the hell, Camaro fell into the river?