Zero, who has all his subordinates dead, has finally learned well, and he doesn't need any knives, while the S-shaped position is guarding against the weapons that Richard may throw out at any time, while preparing to hit it directly, motorcycles are all leather and iron, and it is easy to destroy the car and kill people if there is a random traffic accident, and he chose the latter in the case of killing people with knives and completing tasks.

Bang Dang!

No matter how good Richard is, it is impossible to prevent other people's motorcycles from hitting motorcycles, but the three are not ordinary people, although the two cars collided, the three of them still used the method of rolling and unloading to reduce the injuries on their bodies.

Zero struggled to stand up, took out a pistol from his clothes and slowly walked towards John and the two of them, the only weapon in Richard's hand was thrown away in the accident just now, John saw this posture, and hurriedly pressed one hand on the steps of the hotel.

"Sir, please lay down your weapons!"

Just as Zero raised his pistol, a voice came from the hotel steps, and he looked up to see that Charon, who had been in charge of the hotel's reception, had appeared there at some point.

"They're the ones the table wants to kill." Zero looked at Charon coldly, but still didn't dare to shoot.

"His hands are already in the realm of the Continental Hotel, unless you want to be like him, or I suggest you put your gun down."

"Then he's not here!"

Zero angrily pointed the gun at Richard, only to find that he had already separated his foot.

......

"Okay, now he's here too."

Zero stared at Charon with resentment for a few seconds, but still put down the gun, no matter what, this is the rule, he dare not disobey.

"I want to see the manager." John breathed a sigh of relief and looked up to Charon.

"Of course, please follow me." Charon smiled and nodded at John, opened the door to the hotel, and saw that John and Richard had both entered, and Zero had followed.

Unfortunately, it was useless to follow up, and Charon took John and the two directly into the executive lounge, which is the so-called manager's office.

There are three floors here, stairs, platforms, display cabinets, and walls, all of which are transparent, plus the light and shadow played on the background wall, which is very modern art.

"We only use it in exceptional circumstances, when we need to see what the other person is holding in their hands." In this environment, there was no sense of distance, and they saw Old Man Winston from a distance.

"Hi Winston, it's a pleasure to see you again."

Looking at the enthusiastic Richard, Winston couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I heard, you killed a high table again?" ”

"yes, I just killed it this morning." Richard found a couch and sat down.

"When I see you, I feel old. When, the chairman of the honorable high table will die at will just like an ordinary person. ”

"Actually, I don't think they're any different from ordinary people, for those of us who fight on the front lines all day, it's really the same. yes, John. ”

"Winston, I'm sorry to involve you."

"No, I've been involved for a long time, since that bastard Sandinor killed his sister." Winston smiled, the honest John may not be able to see it, but this mysterious Richard must know that this is also the reason why he has always been fearless, but unfortunately, this guy is too mysterious, and he has not been able to find out his true identity with all the channels, so he simply singled out everything and said it.

"The high table gives you 7 days?"

"Yes, though, it looks like they don't want to wait any longer." Winston's eyes looked behind John, the tall, cold woman was coming down the stairs, and without asking, she already knew the news of John's arrival from Zero.

"Mr. Vic and Mr. Richard, it's a pleasure to meet you both." The woman greeted Richard and the others, and then took aim at Winston, "Have you decided to abdicate?" ”

"No, I've decided not to abdicate."

"Good." The woman nodded with a cold face, turned around and picked up the phone.

"Administration, I'd like to initiate a commission. New York, Continental, unserviced. ”

On the other end of the phone, in a mysterious place where no one knows where, is the administrative department of the High Table Organization, where groups of women in pink OL outfits, but covered in tattoos and various hanging accessories, are busy, and here the file bags, typewriters, and DOS computers of the past give this place a rotten and stale feeling.

Soon, a woman took a file bag and placed it in front of the old woman who was answering the phone, and after the old woman opened the document and confirmed that it was the Continental Hotel in New York, she stamped a scarlet stamp on it and picked up the receiver.

"The Continental New York is now out of service, goodbye."

The adjudicator hung up the phone and looked back at the three of them, "Gentlemen, the institution here is out of service, and you can do things in the Continental Hotel." Now that Mr. Winston has refused to abdicate and you have done the unforgivable, your lives have now been forfeited, and the High Table Envoy is on the horizon to monitor the removal of your souls from your bodies. Have a wonderful evening, gentlemen. ”

After saying this, the adjudicator smiled slightly, turned and left.

"This woman owes a beating."

"It's a pity that there are many people at the high table who owe beatings like her."

"Okay, what kind of thing is the envoy of the high table she said, I'm a newcomer, and I don't know much about this."

"The direct troops under the command of the high table, the most stringent selection standards, high-intensity training, and the best weapons, at present, they have no record of missing." John helped Richard explain.

"Your message is a bit outdated, and after you retired, their equipment has been upgraded twice, and it is more protective than 90 percent of the guns that exist. So, you need new guns, a lot of new guns. Winston added, and walked forward, "Come on, gentlemen, now the entire Continental Hotel in New York is open for you, and you enjoy all the services." ”

Taking the elevator to the lowest floor of the hotel, Winston led them to a historic room, and there were several grim-faced men outside the room, who could guard this place were Winston's hardcore henchmen, of course, Charon also followed them, like a competent salesman.

"For this enemy, I recommend STI2011 combat master to the two, combined with a nine-millimeter magazine, which is enough to deal damage to the enemy, and this AA12 shotgun, I personally think it is very suitable for Mr. Richard's combat characteristics..."

Just as Charon was recommending weapons to Richard, there was a wave of check-outs in the hotel lobby, no way, all the killers had received a text message that this place was closed, and they all knew very well that this meant that this place was about to become a battlefield, and there were no bones left.