Hotel.

On the sofa, the old gentleman Winston had a cold face.

Although the bounty has been issued, the killer has also folded a lot!

As an agent of the Continental Hotel in New York, he has a bad face!

"Sir, why don't you go to Mr. Wick?" Opposite the sofa, a bespectacled black guy Caron said.

"Jonathan Wick?" Winston shook his head, "He's just completed an impossible mission and left this world, how do I go and ask a man who washes his hands of gold to come back out of the mountain?" ”

Winston looked melancholy......

In the black Ford Mustang, a man with medium and long black hair is holding the steering wheel with both hands, his expression is serious, and there seems to be a storm in his calm eyes.

Because he met his wife Helen, he accepted the impossible task and completed it, successfully escaped from the killer world, and lived happily with his wife. But perhaps God punished him for killing too many sins, and his wife Helen fell ill with an incurable disease.

He tried every means to treat his wife, but to no avail, and seeing that his wife was getting thinner, his former boss came to the door and offered to help, and in return, he needed a small favor.

The so-called small favor, of course, can't be to help carry boxes and hang coats, but to do his old job and kill people!

Just got out of this world and are about to fall into it?

The man sighed.

Helen is everything.

He can wash his hands for Helen's golden basin, and naturally he can also reappear for Helen!

I just hope Winston can do what he can say!

Jonathan Wick no longer hesitated, started the car, and the Ford Mustang engine let out a powerful roar and sped towards the address given by Winston......

After several days of calm and calm, Richard couldn't help but wonder if the hotel killers were collectively strained? Or is there a special channel between them to know the movements of other killers?

Otherwise, why didn't anyone come after killing these premium members?

Richard looks at Eddie.

Add was covered in hair.

Oh my God, it's none of his business!

Big guy spare your life! Big guy kneel!

Richard decided that the three of them would go out shopping together, and the family had almost eaten everything.

Returning from the mall, before arriving at the door, Richard felt a strange aura, and stronger than Cassian and Perkins!

There is only one person, which is the best in the hotel? Think you can kill yourself nine times out of ten?

Richard smiled and parked the car and pushed the door open.

In an instant, the alarm sounded wildly in his heart, and the flame dragon armor summoned out.

Bang bang bang!

Three shots in a row, first two to the left and right chests, then to the forehead.

Mozambican Shooting Method?

Not bad. This is a kind of quick killing melee archery, if you hit this, unless you have self-healing, resurrection superpowers, otherwise the three shots correspond to the heart of a normal person, the heart and the brain that may be gifted in the right chest, no matter how strong the person is, he will die.

This gentleman is ruthless enough!

No, enough wolves! It's more than ruthless.

Richard made a move, and was immediately surprised.

This gentleman has escaped his capture!

Although he is not fully firepowered, his attack speed is also a desperate level in the eyes of ordinary people, and this one can dodge?

Instinct?

Or powerful dynamic vision?

That's good. It's a pity that I still have to die.

The dead killer is karma.

"Night...... Daredevil? Mr. Jonathan Wick? Add's face recognizer screamed again.

Richard kept moving, and with all his might, Jonathan Wick was suddenly pressed to the ground.

"You're Jonathan Wick?" Richard wondered.

In Mr. Wick's eyes, the fighting spirit was really the only thing Richard had seen in his life, and that kind of desperate attitude made him even more sideways.

So you want to kill him?

"Why kill me!" Richard asked again.

Wick didn't answer, his eyes were red like a beast, but the inhuman power of the fire dragon armor was something that mortals could resist, and his desperate struggle was useless.

Richard could feel that Wick was the same kind as him, the kind that had human lives on his hands but did not kill innocents indiscriminately.

For the money?

No way!

What's the secret?

What would such a person do so desperately for?

Because of love?

Won't be easily ...... Ahem, I couldn't help but sing it.

Richard looked serious. How could Mr. Wick be so desperate, in such a serious atmosphere? I can't sing it in my heart.

"Ahem!" Add was a little embarrassed, "Boss, you're pinching Mr. Wick's neck." ”

Richard: "......"

Let go.

Wick coughed, turning his head to look at Richard as much as he could, "Please...... Moved out of here......"

"Huh? Why? ”

"Please!" Wick struggled to pull out a half-palm-sized round badge from his coat pocket, covered in intricate patterns, like a work of art.

"Blood Pact!?" Eddie was shocked, and then went back to narration mode.

There are two rules that must not be broken in the hotel mainland.

First, you should never do it in a hotel; Second, the blood pact must be completed!

The so-called blood contract is that A asks B for help, and presses the blood fingerprint in the blood contract, that is, the props that Wick took out, and B puts away the blood contract and helps, but if B asks for anything in the future, A will complete it!

In the face of the blood pact that A has made, refusing to execute, fleeing, and killing B is absolutely not allowed, and will only attract the pursuit of the hotel!

Wick didn't care why Eddie knew so much about the blood pact, and he looked at Richard with just one promise.

In fact, the blood pact at this point was not valid at all, as neither Wick nor Richard were members of the hotel. Take out this thing, it's just Wick's attitude. As long as Richard leaves here and lets him complete the mission to save Helen, he is willing to give this life to Richard in the future!

Blood pact, it's his promise!

"You're for someone?" Instead of taking the blood pact, Richard lifted his armor and stood up.

Wick stared at Richard's burning eyes, and a hoarse voice slowly came out of his throat: "Only if you disappear will someone help me treat Helen." ”

Richard and Wick looked at each other.

After a moment, Richard sighed.

"Yes, but I need some time to move."

With so much equipment at home, if you want to get rid of it, it really takes a lot of effort, but if you can't do it, you can only destroy it, along with the house.

"Thank you!" Wick breathed a sigh of relief and gratefulness, and then opened the blood pact round box, pressing his thumb on the sharp needle on it, and then pressing on the blank part on the left side of the round box.

Let go, the blood-colored fingerprints are clearly visible, and the contract is completed!

Wick left his contact information and left, leaving little time for Richard.

Richard regretted it.

Kill Cassian for +490 karma and kill Parkins for +577 karma.

Wick is an industry legend who is more powerful than these two high-level members, and it's not impossible to break a thousand karma, right?

But it just slipped away from his eyes......

However, Richard does not regret it, and having multiple friends is not a bad thing. After playing with the blood contract round box for a while, Richard put it in his pocket.

Help people to the end, move farther this time, and move back after a while to find a place to live again.

And the sooner the better.

After thinking about it, Li realized that the house would blow up too, and he would do a full set of dramas.

He's rich anyway.

Three minutes later, Richard's house slammed into flames.

In the distance, Richard looked at the flames with some regret.

I really want to go in and burn it for a while......

Shaking his head, Richard teleported away with a completely confused Skye and Dumb, leaving Eddie behind, too.

Alas? What about the big guy?

Where did the big guy go, the big guy took me!