Du Wei glanced at the time, which was about the same as he had calculated.

At this time, Harry was on the verge of death, and even Jesus could not be saved while he was alive.

In other words, there are clues about Du Wei that can be involved, and he has cut it off with his own hands.

After opening the door, Du Wei unsurprisingly saw the irritated face of Wesker's number one bodyguard.

He was under too much pressure to let Harry escape.

If Harry's body can't be found tonight, his body will be found in the canal tomorrow night!

Now that he heard the information that Harry was here, he couldn't wait for the people on the hotel side, and he didn't even bring his subordinates and rushed over without stopping.

When he saw Du Wei guarding the door, he reached out and pushed Du Wei aside with extreme impatience:

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

Then he walked quickly to the inner room, and when he saw the dying Harry, no matter what state he was, he went up with a punch.

“F**K!”

As a result, Harry, who was already wandering in front of the gates of hell, was directly sent in by this punch.

Looking at Harry, who was completely out of breath, the bodyguard's face was full of astonishment.

This guy wasn't that fragile on the 88th floor.

After several shots in his body, he still stood out from the encirclement, why did he die like this now?

When the bodyguard turned his head and was about to question Du Wei, he saw Du Wei pointing at him with a frightened face:

"You killed someone? You've killed someone! This is the Continental Hotel, no killing! ”

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the bodyguard who heard the shouting, and he was about to simply pull out his gun and deal with the doctor.

Winston's voice rang out just in time:

"Murder is forbidden at the Continental Hotel, that's the rule.

Blood for blood, life for life, this is also the rule. ”

The bodyguard's face suddenly showed anger:

"Rules? You know I'm ......"

Before the bodyguard could finish speaking, a shuriken made of steel plunged deep into his chest.

The bodyguard, who felt the pain, looked down in surprise, only to see another shadow flash in front of him.

Click!

The bodyguard's head flew high, and the headless body spurted blood wantonly.

Behind him, a killer in a one-piece ninja suit was slowly inserting a bloodless sword into the scabbard.

He/she then held out his/her palm to Winston.

After Winston placed the five gold coins in his hand, the ninja killer jumped straight from the window and disappeared into the night.

Dewey, who had already caught a glimpse of Winston coming up, let out a scream of surprise.

He even pretended to be a normal person's reaction, bending over and vomiting.

In fact, it was Du Wei who took advantage of the blind spot to stick his finger deep into his throat and poke it, and then he barely spit it out.

Looking at Dewey, who was spitting out, Winston smiled.

This young man hasn't been through enough, but he should get used to it.

Winston then jumped over the headless corpse that had fallen to the ground and walked over to Harry to confirm his death.

Then he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Wesker, it's me, Winston.

The man has been found, and he is dead, and it was your men who did it.

Yes, but he broke the rules, and I have sent him to Jesus.

Heh, threaten me?

You don't want me to tell you about killing two people at the Continental Hotel, do you?

I think the other members of the high table will be very interested in this.

What? A 1% share? That's too little, isn't it?

5%？ Deal. ”

In a few words, Winston, who got Wesker, turned his head and patted Dewey on the back:

"Boy, good job this time.

But you should know that today's incident is a secret, right? ”

Du Wei raised his head with a pale face and asked in confusion:

"What's going on here?

Why does this Harry want me to treat him and kill me?

If I hadn't made him unconscious during treatment, I'm afraid I'd be dead by now. ”

Winston smiled, with the look I had told you about the dangers of this business.

"If you don't know, don't know.

Remember, the less we know in this business, the longer we live.

Especially for doctors, silence is a good quality.

Alright, the rest is none of your business, go find Karen and change rooms. ”

After sending Dewey away, Winston took a closer look at Harry's body again.

When I saw the redness and swelling on my neck, I was slightly surprised.

It looks like Harry was hit hard in the neck before he died, could it be that kid who did it?

If so, then it's a pity that this Oscar doesn't give him an award.

This kid is the material for being a doctor, and he is clearly more suitable for a killer.

Winston smiled slightly, and things got interesting.

However, he did not inform anyone else about this discovery.

Like he said.

Do what they do, and the less they talk, the longer they live.

……

Dewey, who had been given a new room from Karen, reviewed what had just happened in the room.

Everything just now was basically under Du Wei's control, except for the injury on Harry's neck.

However, this can also be forcibly explained by the injuries Harry sustained during the attack on Wesker.

In short, the outcome of the matter was indeed similar to what Du Wei thought.

Winston at the Continental is a true careerist, and if power is in front of him, he will betray the man he should betray without blinking an eye.

Wesker is just that, after all, the identity is there, and it is not easy to move him.

But Wesker's bodyguards?

Winston wouldn't let him do whatever he wanted in his hotel.

This is also the key to Du Wei's daring to speak out at that time to break the bodyguard's behavior.

Du Wei, who had successfully removed himself from the matter, exhaled lightly.

The high table is not so easy to deal with, so let's do less about betting on passers-by like this in the future.

If you want to be stable, you still have to wait for John's dog to die, and then go with him to hunt down the members of the high table.

After all, this is bound to happen in the plot.

So as long as Du Wei is patient, he is bound to wait for the opportunity to gain a lot of life.

But before that, he needed to look up a person's information.

With Frank Martin's identity entered into the intelligence system.

A photograph appeared on the monitor in front of Du Wei along with several lines of information.

Looking at the familiar bald head, Du Wei grinned at the corner of his mouth.

There's really Frank in this world.

He figured he could consider making up more excuses to buy information from Cullen in the future.

There may be more surprises in this world than he imagined.

However, Frank can't help him for the time being.

Because he is still in the southern part of the beautiful country, the occupation column says that he is an underground delivery man.

As for the bounty column, it is zero.

This shows that the plot about Frank has not yet unfolded.

Now he's still a conscientious courier.

Du Wei shook his head, lay on the bed, looked at the texture of the ceiling wallpaper, and began to think about what other ruthless people were in the beautiful country.

Maybe I should pay more attention to the news.

After all, these ruthless people either don't make a move, or as soon as they do, it's a big event.

In addition, if you want to deal with the high table, then you have to find a way to take the initiative to save people and reserve your life.

Otherwise, with his current body, he wouldn't be able to toss for a few minutes.

Thinking about his plans for the future, Du Wei slowly fell into a deep sleep in the regular pain.

(Modified the consequences of killing people at the Continental Hotel, not expulsion, but direct execution.) ）

(Changed Frank's location.) ）