Casablanca, that's where John was going, and in the end the woman agreed, however, John's cross was taken back and left a mark on him, but in any case, they had already left New York, left the United States.

Someone is leaving, someone is coming, and just as Richard and the others left New York, a luxury Mercedes Benz slowly stopped at the door of the Continental Hotel in New York.

The doorman opened the car door elegantly, and a woman who was very in line with the aesthetics of the fashion designer walked down proudly, well, a brief description, thin, tall, round, with an X cold expression, right A.

"Welcome to the Continental, how can I help you?" Charon, the black waiter, smiled professionally at the woman in front of her, but the woman did not speak, but placed a black medallion on the counter.

Seeing the pattern on the medallion, Charon put away his smile and picked up the phone and called Winston, "Sir, there is an adjudicator here who wants to see you." ”

"The manager is waiting for you in the lounge." Hanging up the phone, Charon said to the woman with a blank face.

The woman still didn't speak, glanced at Charon and walked back.

"I'm guessing you're here to talk about John. Wick and Richard's. Winston met the woman in the private reception room, "If it's because of the problem of him killing Sandino, it's simple, I let them go, but they didn't listen to me, that's it." ”

The woman came up to Winston and looked at Winston with a condescending look at her, "Mr. Wick, they're breaking the rules. ”

"Yes. I don't know anything about where they are, though..."

"You're wrong." The woman didn't wait for Winston to finish before she rudely interrupted him, "I'm not here for them, I'm here because Mr. Wick and they broke the rules here, and blood spilled on the floor of the Continental Hotel, did I?" ”

"Yes, in fact, the corpses are getting cold, right in this hotel..."

"I want to see the corpse."

Despite repeated interruptions, Winston reluctantly led the woman to the morgue in the basement, where the cleaners cleaned up the corpses, where Sandino's body was stored.

Looking at the cold corpse, the woman's expression became even colder, she looked up at Winston, and said coldly, "Sandino. D'Antonio, a new member of the High Table, was killed while seeking refuge at the Continental Hotel..."

"I can't control their behavior." Winston's tone also cooled, he hadn't seen anything for so many years, how could he tolerate a little girl in front of him.

"But didn't they get out of the hotel alive because of you?"

"Yes."

"You've been friends with Mr. Wick for years, haven't you?"

"Yes."

"You didn't stop them, you killed them, you stood by and let them go, you could even say that you watched them kill Sandino. D'Antonio..."

"I excommunicated them."

"After you gave them an hour to escape, at the door of your hotel, excuse me, where is your loyalty?"

"I have served the organization for more than 40 years."

"Under the high table, serving the high table, everything belongs to the high table, I know you are loyal, but this should not be overlooked. I've made it clear, I'm here to judge you. Now I'm going to give you a week to take care of your personal affairs. ”

"Excuse me, what did you say?" Winston tilted his head slightly, his ears close to the woman.

"Your successor will be nominated at that time, rules..."

"It's something that distinguishes us from animals." Winston interrupted the woman to say the following sentence, and looked at the other person carefully.

"Yes. You have seven days, and if you have any questions during the transition, you can come to room 217 to see me. ”

"Please enjoy your stay at the Continental Hotel."

The woman smiled slightly, turned to leave, and it wasn't long before Charon came out of the darkness, "Sir, what should we do?" ”

"Don't worry, don't we have seven days left."

......

In the secret base of the beggar gang, Earl hurriedly walked in from the outside and came to Bao Weirui's side, "There is an adjudicator who wants to see you." ”

"Hmph, I really let that kid be right. Let's go and see what they'll do with me. ”

Soon, at the place where the pigeons were kept, Bao Weirui met the tall woman.

"Welcome to my mission control center, no electronic traces, no intercepted communication transmission network, do you need anything?"

"I want to see where that didn't happen."

"Where didn't anything happen?"

"You didn't kill John. Wick and Richard's place. ”

"Why should I kill them, everything I did was in accordance with the contract." Bao Weirui is still arguing with reason, and if he chooses, he doesn't want to go against the high table right away.

"But you gave them weapons, knowing that they were using them against the high table, right? Now, the high table gives you 7 days. ”

"What 7 days?"

"Arrange your business, and find a new home for these birds, and after 7 days, you will abdicate."

"Abdicate, hehehe." Bao Weirui smiled, and then glared at the woman angrily, "Miss, you don't know much about it, no one can replace me, I am this organization, this organization is mine, and I am alone." ”

"Hmph, please don't make the mistake of thinking that you're outside the rules, that no one can. Remember, you only have 7 days. With that, the woman left alone.

"Boss, what should I do? Or let's do what Richard said, and transfer. ”

"It's useless, if it's still possible to transfer that day, now, we may be surrounded by church killers." Bao Weirui looked around, the gloomy weather overwhelmed people, "Seven days, we waited, waited for Richard to hear from them." ”

At this moment, the two Richards, who have been talked about by countless people, have arrived at the port of Dalbeda in Morocco, which is the former Casablanca.

Walking through the bustling streets, the two came to the Old Town, where the streets were narrow and deep, reminding Richard of Assassin's Creed.

"Are all the killers here called Assasin?"

"Yes, the strongest of them is called Assasin."

"Wow, is there an old man in the mountains?"

"It is said that the chairman of the high table in the Arab region is called the old man of the mountain, but I don't know if it's true or not."

"Reasonable, so let's come here to find him?"

"No, find a friend of mine."

"These few?" Richard and John stopped at an intersection, and people were approaching them in all directions, not looking like they were passing by.

"Maybe they didn't know I knew that friend." With that, John and Richard stood back to back.