After Du Wei walked into room 985.

Furman, who had bought a weapon, belatedly walked into the mysterious Continental Hotel.

The lobby of The Continental New York is different from that of a typical five-star hotel.

It doesn't have a large hall for resting.

There is only a long walkway leading to the front desk.

On both sides of the aisle, there are several tables and chairs for guests to sit on the floor.

These people were quite curious about Furman who walked in.

As killers who are accompanied by death, they can naturally feel the breath of the same kind.

But Furman didn't have the slightest in him, he was just an ordinary person.

And when Furman got closer, they could even hear Furman's heartbeat pumping vigorously because of nervousness.

All of this suggests that this is just a passerby who strayed into the Continental Hotel.

So the killers' curious gaze quickly withdrew from Furman.

Furman wasn't a gold coin that John walked, so they wouldn't waste too much time on an ordinary person.

Soon Furman walked to the front desk under Cullen's calm gaze.

Karen looked at the nervous Furman and said:

"I'm sorry sir, the Continental Hotel is membership-based, and you can't check in without a member.

So if you need accommodation, please go out and turn left to the Radisson Garden Hotel."

Hearing Karen's words, Furman was stunned at first.

He didn't count it out for a long time, but it was actually a membership system.

He still thought about how to humiliate Du Wei when he found him.

He opened his mouth, and suddenly said to his heart:

"I was introduced by Du Wei."

Cullen frowned slightly, a look of doubt in his eyes.

There was indeed a precedent for Du Wei to introduce people to come in as killers, but it was Du Wei who personally accompanied him.

If the guy in front of him was also introduced by Du Wei, Du Wei would not have gone up to John alone.

So the person in front of me is obviously lying.

But since it is aimed at Du Wei, it is better to leave this matter to Du Wei to solve.

Cullen thought for a moment and motioned for Furman to wait, then dialed the hotel's internal phone.

"Winston, someone here has come to Mr. Dewey and said that he was introduced by Dewey.

So I'd like to ask Mr. Du Wei what he means."

"He's about 1.8 meters tall, 90 kilograms, African-American."

"Yes, okay."

After a brief exchange, Cullen hung up the phone, raised his eyes, and said to Furman in front of him:

"I checked with Mr. Du Wei, and he asked you to go up to him."

Furman was stunned when he saw Karen pick up the phone to confirm.

He thought he would have to wait outside the hotel all day today.

After all, from his point of view, Du Wei was targeting him everywhere.

There was no reason for Du Wei to let himself go up.

As a result, after Du Wei understood that he was looking for him, he would even let himself go up?!

Furman had a bad feeling in his heart.

He wanted to quietly touch it to open the lock, and then make Du Wei pay the price, but now he had to ask:

"Up? How many floors?"

"Nine floors."

Furman, who had received the answer, looked back at Cullen, who was standing at the front desk like a sculpture.

He always felt that this Continental hotel was a little weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

As the elevator went up, Furman's heart beat uncontrollably as he thought about what he was about to do.

Although he is no longer small, this is the first time he has done this kind of thing, and it is inevitable that he will be nervous.

After the elevator opened on the ninth floor, Furman took a deep breath and walked into the hallway with a resolute attitude.

But Furman, who had walked down the hallway, froze again in place.

Cullen only told him that there were so many rooms on the ninth floor, but he didn't tell him that there were so many rooms on the ninth floor.

Just as Furman was distressed, the door to one of the rooms suddenly opened.

His instincts told him that Dewey was there!

Furman shook Glock in his pocket, and his heart was much more settled.

He strode into the room marked 985, and just as he was about to take down Du Wei in one fell swoop, he was dumbfounded again.

Because Du Wei is not the only one in this room, there are three people in the room at the same time!

This made Furman, who had put his hand in his pocket, hesitate.

Could it be that he wants to control three people with one gun?

He's never done anything before.

And Du Wei, who was performing minor surgery on a guy lying on the bed, naturally waved his hand when he saw Furman come in:

"Here, take a hand, clean up his wounds."

Furman, who had made up his mind to come in and put a gun at Du Wei's head and make him kneel down to confess, somehow suffered from an occupational illness.

Unexpectedly, he obeyed Du Wei's command, directly put on disposable gloves, disinfected them with alcohol, and started work.

It wasn't until he got to the final stitching steps that he realized something was wrong.

He's not here to save people, but to hurt people!

He's here to rob, not to be a doctor!

What about three people?! He has a gun!

Realizing that he had completely forgotten what he had come for, Furman expertly knotted the thread, then angrily took off his gloves and put his hand in his pocket again.

But before he could do anything, the fellow who looked older, who had been sitting in his chair drinking brandy and watching them do it, spoke:

"Hey, Du Wei, your friend has good skills, are you interested in coming to us as a doctor?"

Being a doctor? Isn't this a hotel? What do you want a doctor to do?

Furman looked in amazement at the guy who was sitting in the chair and looked like the owner of the hotel.

He swore he had never been so surprised today in his life.

This hotel is so weird!

If only I could be a doctor...... Doesn't seem to be bad.

Just as Furman reflected on his illustrious career as a doctor, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

I have been led astray again.

He didn't come here to be a doctor, he wanted Du Wei to kneel! Earth! Regret! Regret!

Repay! Repay! Redeem! Crime!

Furman shook his head violently and no longer hesitated, and directly took out Glock and pointed at Du Wei's head and said loudly:

"Now, I'll give you a chance to apologize!"

Facing the muzzle of the black hole, Du Wei didn't pay attention to him at all, but turned his head to look at Winston and asked:

"Does the Continental have anything to say about justifiable defense?"

Winston smiled and drank the brandy from his glass.

"It's a pity, this doctor is good at his skills, but his brain is not good.

It is true that the Continental Hotel does not allow people to kill people, but it does not say that it is not allowed to cause serious injuries and death.

Just like you did last time, as long as the person dies outside the Continental Hotel, it has nothing to do with the Continental Hotel.

In the same way, if he touches the steps outside the Continental Hotel, then he also enjoys the protection of the Continental Hotel."

Du Wei nodded, there was no surprise on his face.

"Well, that's pretty much what I thought."

Furman's gaze kept shifting back and forth between the two, and he found that he couldn't understand what they were saying.

It doesn't matter what continental hotels can't kill, what iron laws, and what is outside.

It's messy, it's really annoying!

Shouldn't they be crying and trembling at gunpoint now?

How can we still talk about the world?

Is the Glock in your own hands a fake?

"Shut up, y'all! Don't you see I have a gun in my hand?! Can't you give me a minimum of respect!!

Furman was so excited that he even shook his hand with the gun.

He expressed anger at the crowd's disregard for him.

He's got a gun!

He's the one who has the gun now!

As long as he wants, all three of them present will die!

But why didn't any of the three people look scared?

Is it because they thought it was a toy gun?

Thinking of this, Furman raised the muzzle of his gun and wanted to put a shot at the ceiling to show that he was holding a real gun!

But before he could shoot, he only felt a pain in his hand, a needle was inserted in his hand, and the gun in his hand had reached the hand of the guy lying on the bed at some point.

Furman hadn't thought about it.

He hadn't been wary of this guy who had been shot several times in the first place.

So after the stitches were done, he didn't stay away from this guy either.

But who would have thought that this guy was already injured like this, and he could still hurt people?

What's more important is that he clearly participated in the treatment of him just now, but this guy doesn't recognize anyone in a blink of an eye?

Still holding a gun at yourself?

What a wolf's heart!

"You, you, you!"

Furman held his bloody palm, so angry that he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Du Wei sighed lightly:

"I don't know why you're so hostile to me.

I've given you a chance, but unfortunately you don't.

Well, farewell."

Furman was shocked, and for some reason, suddenly endless fear choked his heart.

But before he could make any movements, Du Wei, who seemed to be slow and fast, appeared beside him, grabbed his arm and twisted it.

He slumped to the ground like a twisted doll.

Then he watched as Dewey opened the window and threw him down.

It's really nine floors!

At least thirty meters in height!

And the top-heavy is watching the ground get closer and closer!

This Du Wei is going to kill him!

He clearly didn't even have time to say the humiliating words he had prepared, and it was all over?

Smack!

All he answered was the sound of a watermelon popping.

Dealing with Furman's Dewey in front of Winston was as simple as taking a sip of wine.

"Alright, the trouble is solved, and we can get down to business."

Winston shook his head slightly, this Dewey clearly gave him the job of wiping his ass.

Winston pulled out his cell phone and dialed the "takeaway" number and ordered a lunch for one.

Soon, the road with its stumps was completely new.

Even the newly arrived agents are suspecting that someone has made a false alarm.

Upon questioning, they learned that someone had arrived at the scene within five minutes of the crime and had cleaned it up posing as detectives.

This style of action immediately made the agent who led the team decide to close the team.

For no other reason, he is also a stakeholder.

And in the nine floors that go up vertically here, there are three people talking about the future of the world.

"I said, John, you don't want to hide here for the rest of your life, do you?"

But John, who kept disassembling and reassembling to awaken muscle memory, had already made a decision.

"There are only two ways to lift the bounty.

One is to find the Elder who is above the high table, and only his authority can lift my bounty.

The second is the destruction of the high table.

So I choose the first one, and I will go to the elders and lift my bounty at a certain price."

Du Wei then turned his gaze to Winston:

"What do you think, Winston?"

Winston refilled himself with a glass of brandy, took a sip, and said:

"I think it's a stupid decision, not to mention whether the elder would like to see him or not.

Even if they were willing to see him, then what price would it take for the elder to revoke the bounty of up to 7,000?

This is the biggest bounty ever won by the High Table.

I'm afraid it wasn't enough for John to sell his life to the elders.

It seems to me that John might as well have made it easier to go to the whole Rong.

We then use 3D printing technology to submit the whole head like him to the bounty center.

There, I had the connections to avoid the intricacies of the examination and to claim the valuable bounty.

But this guy has a soft spot for his "handsome face", saying that if he changes his appearance, Helen will not know him.

Then what can I do, the easy way is not to choose, if you have to choose the difficult one, then I can only wish him good luck."

Du Wei nodded approvingly:

"Indeed, what to choose to find the elders, going to the elders is destined to be in vain.

It's better to find the Elder, kill him, and cause unrest at the high table."

"Yes, that's it...... Wait, what are you talking about?"

Winston, who was about to take another sip of wine, suddenly paused, and he almost suspected that his ear had misheard.

Was Du Wei just saying... Assassination of the Elders?

This Du Wei really dares to think!

The position of the elders was never known.

The information available to all is that the elder only sees who he wants to see.

The Elder is arguably the most mysterious person at the high table.

It is rumored that he led the establishment of this high table with super power to speak in the dark world.

Although the current elders have gone through several generations.

But it is historical to note that the Elder has never been successfully assassinated.

All the guys who have the intention of using force against the elders have finally been touched clean even the traces of their existence in the world.

The energy behind this can be seen.

As a result, now Du Wei said that it was a stupid thing to find the elders, but in fact he encouraged John to kill the elders?

It's really outrageous, it's outrageous, it's outrageous!

Sure enough, in the next second, Du Wei repeated what he had just said, reassuring Winston that he had not misheard the information because of his excessive drinking and his age.

"I said, if John had to go to the elders, he might as well kill them.

In that case, we can go the second way, and destroy the high table completely.

Then the bounty will naturally disappear.

It can't get worse than it is now, John, what do you say?"

Half-sitting on the bed, John had to admit that Du Wei had a point.

He's now almost hunted by the Global Killer.

Even if you kill the Elder, the result won't be much worse.

His situation will not change in the slightest.

Anyway, they are all bounties, and there seems to be no difference in essence between being bountied by a dead Santino or being bounty by a dead elder.

It's just that he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

He didn't seem to think that way at first.

At first, he seemed to want to ask the elders for forgiveness and get the elders to take the initiative to revoke the bounty.

How did it turn into a plan to assassinate the elders?

That's so wrong.

John thought about it again, and after carefully considering the possibilities, he spoke again:

"Even if I wanted to, I don't know anything about the Elders.

Assassinating a target without knowing anything will have a 99% chance of success.

Unless I can get information about the elders."

Seeing that the two really exchanged assassination information in front of him, Winston couldn't help but clear his throat and interrupted the assassination plan that the two talked about more and more outrageous.

Even in Du Wei's plan, he paid attention to the "rugby" carried by the people around the president.

You must know that the "rugby" contains the command to launch a tactical nuclear bomb.

Du Wei wanted to use the tactical nuclear bomb to directly raze the desert.

In this way, even if the elder has three heads and six arms, it will definitely be difficult to escape!

"Hey, you two, is it when I don't exist?

I'm the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, and I have a lot to do with the high table.

It's not good for you to do this, why don't I lend you some more manpower and just give up all the remaining eleven seats at the high table?"

"That's the best, how many killers can you make?"

Seeing that Du Wei really considered his plan to be outstanding, Winston, who was originally ironic, suddenly laughed angrily:

"I'll give you a pole, and you're really going to climb up, huh?

Not to mention how high the success rate of your assassination is, haven't you considered that the Elder's secret base may be nuclear-proof?

Also, do you know what happens after you assassinate the members of the Eleven Seats at the High Table?

It was the ultimate chaos, and there were many, many people who would die by then.

This chaos will not end until a new king who has stepped on white bones ascends the throne.

But until then, all the people who are going to die will be counted on our heads.

In the end, the high table is not made of mud, and the Praetorian Guards in their hands are there to suppress the possible rebellion of the Continental Hotel.

Not to mention the adjudicator who has the power to wield all the killers.

Many of the locations of the killers with hidden archives are known only to the adjudicators.

We don't know how many top killers like John they have."

Winston finished speaking in one gulp and drank the wine from his glass again.

This Du Wei's plan was so crazy that he needed to suppress the shock.

Destroy the high table, the kind of thing that only a madman would think of.

Even if he is just trying to get more say in the high table through Du Wei.

Especially after the fall of the Kemorra family, he wanted to take this opportunity to plot to replace him.

Become the new High Table Twelve seats.

If Du Wei's plan to assassinate the elder really succeeded, wouldn't it be in vain for him to be beaten as a member of the party?

He didn't believe that the adjudicators couldn't dig up the relationship between him and Du Wei.

Therefore, he had to persuade the two of them to dispel the idea of assassinating the elder as soon as possible, and instead, under his arrangement, they slowly encroached on the other forces on the high table in New York.

Finally, turn New York, the city that never sleeps, into his own city!

"Makes sense, but how do you know the adjudicator isn't eyeing you right now?

Maybe she's already in touch with the killer and the Praetorian Guard, and she'll be ready to set foot here."

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