On the way to the Continental Hotel, San Dino was in a complicated mood at the moment.

Just an hour ago, he didn't take the killer who came to his door seriously, because he pulled a large number of people to his station, and two heavy machine guns, which was enough to fight a local war.

However, when he realized that there was no one around him who could continue to protect him, Saint Dino's mentality began to disintegrate.

He never dreamed that one day he would be forced to retreat in the Continental Hotel by the killer like her sister, relying on the protection of the Continental Hotel to survive, which made him feel that he had fallen from heaven to hell.

The legend of John Walker has been circulating in the killer world for many years, so he tried all kinds of methods to successfully catch up with John Walker, signed a blood contract with the other party, and helped the other party complete the goal of retiring from the rivers and lakes, just so that one day he can complete his dream of turning over.

However, the killer in front of him, who his sister didn't know from which corner, actually had a level that was not lost to John Walker, and even surpassed it, so it was easy for John Walker's assassination mission to be ruined, and at the same time he began to hunt down himself.

In the back seat of a taxi casually stopped on the side of the road, the more Saint Dino thought about it, the more angry he became.

Therefore, he directly took out his mobile phone to notify the mainland hotel and raised Lin Cheng's bounty to 10 million.

It was a 10 million dollar bounty order, and it had not been such a large bounty order for a long time, and as soon as the list came out, the entire underground world of New York was shaken, and even many old assassins who were very hidden came out and were ready to move on this bounty order.

However, when they saw that Lin Cheng's personal address on his profile was Textile Factory No. 17, and the thick stack of kill reports attached to the information, they calmed down as if they had been poured cold water.

Admittedly, 10 million dollars is indeed a lot of money, but the killers are not fools either.

The killers of the younger generation may not know what the seventeenth textile mill is, but the really awesome old birds know it very well, and no one wants to go against the textile mill, because the textile mill is so special.

Seeing that the bounty on his mobile phone had been raised to 10 million, Lin Cheng sneered.

Subsequently, he dialed the phone number of the Continental Hotel.

"Welcome to the Continental—"

On the other end of the phone, there was a somewhat muffled London accent of a man's words.

Meanwhile, the Continental Hotel in New York, San Dino has just arrived at the check-in desk.

He handed his membership card to the black receptionist in a black business suit and gold-rimmed glasses who was in charge of the reception, and at the same time, he noticed that the receptionist was holding a phone in his hand and gestured for him to wait.

"Can you help me forward the call to a guy named Saint Dino Brown. Mr. D. Antonio, I have something to look for him. ”

The receptionist glanced at Stino's name on the computer screen, then handed the phone to Santino, who was standing outside the front desk.

"Sir, this is a call for you."

San Dino looked at the landline telephone receiver handed by the black receptionist for two seconds, and finally, slowly answered it in his ear.

But then, Santino heard the demon's whisper in his ear, a voice that was so low and terrifying that his heart almost stopped.

"Do you think you can escape by hiding in the Continental Hotel, my brother?"

Lin Cheng's choice of words was very deliberate.

Because he had something that shouldn't have happened with Gianna, Saint Dino became Lin Cheng's brother-in-law to a certain extent, and because the complex titles of brother-in-law, brother-in-law, and brother-in-law in English are the same word, he uses the word brother.

However, Saint Dino obviously ignored this word that Lin Cheng had considered.

He was suddenly shocked in his heart, the telephone receiver in his hand was not held steady, and fell directly to the ground, until Saint Dino calmed down, he did not say a word to the other end of the phone, but hung up the phone directly.

This is the Continental Hotel, it is a neutral zone for the killer, the killer doesn't dare to do anything to him, and he has already chosen 10 million dollars for the killer, there will be a killer to kill that guy for him, as long as he dies, he can leave here safely.

This is Santino's idea, and at the same time it is just wishful thinking.

Seeing that the call was hung up, Lin Cheng was not angry, because he couldn't be angry with a dying person.

He simply turned off the phone screen, put it back in his pocket, turned around and left the private museum in San Denino, pulled out his Lamborghini again, and drove to the Continental Hotel in New York.

It was eerily calm on the way, and at eight o'clock in the evening, the sky had completely darkened, and the green brick Lamborghini sports car drove through the traffic of New York, heading towards Manhattan Island in the center of New York.

Lin Cheng had an extra bounty of 10 million US dollars, but the killers who constantly harassed him before disappeared, it stands to reason that such a bounty of 10 million is enough to make anyone crazy, but why is there not even a person who comes to intercept and kill him now?

In this eerie calm, Lin Cheng drove all the way to the Continental Hotel in New York, located at the intersection of Fifth Avenue and Broadway in Manhattan, just looking like a skyscraper dozens of stories high, with a triangular entrance, facing Battery Park in the center of the city.

Compared with the Continental Hotel in Rome, which Lin Cheng once visited, which was full of art, the Continental Hotel in New York was more elegant.

Lin Cheng got out of the car, walked up the stairs at the entrance of the Continental Hotel, pushed open the door, and was greeted by a faint fragrance.

Because the hotel is triangular, the lobby is not as wide as the Continental Hotel.

Imitation baroque decoration, marble columns are lined with tables and sofas for guests to rest, and at the end of the hall, there are two rectangular mood lights at the hotel reception.

Carrying a backpack, Lin Cheng, like a traveler, walked to the innermost.

Those who passed by all looked at him, some of them were killers, some were not killers, but they were all members of the Continental Hotel, so naturally they could see the head worth ten million dollars on the bounty list.

Lin Cheng didn't care that he had attracted everyone's attention, he just stood at the front desk, face to face with the black man in a suit and leather shoes and gold wire glasses.

"Hello, may I ask if Mr. Sandino Antonio is here, I have come to see him."

"He's dining in the VIP reception hall, down the stairs on the left-hand side."

The black man, who was nearly forty or fifty years old, but who had the spirit of not losing to the young man, spoke elegantly.

"Thank you."

Lin Cheng nodded lightly.