Sitting in the car were the two girls that Rogge had just dealt with briefly in the shelter.

As for the other man who made Rogge feel like he was on his back, he whispered a few words to Du Wei and then suddenly disappeared at some point.

This made Rogge realize that compared to the two sharp women, this man who is easily ignored is the real top killer!

This discovery inevitably led Rogge to take a keen interest in the organization behind Dewey.

It seems that Du Wei is very inclined to recruit some top killers to do things.

And in the process of his contact with Du Wei, what Du Wei talked about the most was the assassination of various number one targets.

For example, when they first met, Dewey planned to involve him in the assassination of Wilson.

Although he did not succeed, he was chased by the Illuminati that night and fled as he witnessed Hell's Kitchen turn into a sea of fire.

He had already guessed what Wilson's would end.

Later, Du Wei also revealed that he had done something to the adjudicator of the high table.

According to the information obtained by Rogge, the adjudicator was indeed assassinated.

Now Dewey was talking to him about the assassination of the Elder.

This made Rogge vaguely feel that the organization behind Du Wei was probably also a killer organization.

It's just that unlike the killers of the Continental Hotel, the organization behind Du Wei seems to be a boutique route.

At least that's how he looks at it at the moment.

With doubts, Rogge followed Du Wei and his party, who kept changing trains, to a subway station that had been abandoned for many years.

Speaking of which, he had heard the urban legend of the subway station, to the effect that something terrible had been dug up underneath and then abandoned.

Of course, as a killer who harvests other people's lives in the dark, they naturally scoff at this kind of strange power.

If there really was that kind of paranormal event, people like them with blood on their hands would not survive the next midnight.

After about ten minutes of driving through the dark passage, Rogge's eyes suddenly brightened, and when he squinted, he saw that it was actually a subway platform with soft lighting.

Above the platform, it was not an ordinary waiting hall, but a steel wall with a cold sheen.

As the steel wall moved slowly, it was only then that Rogge could be regarded as having a glimpse of the full picture of the Salvation Base.

The new layout of the Salvation Base is completely out of step with the old and dilapidated platform.

The spacious and bright corridors, the greenery on both sides, and the comfortable layout make people even think that it should be nice to stay here for a long time.

At this time, someone walked out of the door rubbing his eyes, and through the wide open door, Rogge had a new understanding of the comfort of the room.

Aside from being underground, the base is highly habitable.

But it also means that there are very few people in this base, so this quality can be maintained.

This strengthened Rogge's belief that this was a killer base.

And only the killers who need to fight for their lives all day will need to enjoy life all the time.

After all, after a certain mission, they may never enjoy the joy of life again.

The four words of timely pleasure are something engraved in the bones of many killers.

Just as Rogge wanted to see what else was in the secret base, Dewey led him to a large conference room.

As soon as he entered, he was greeted by a large screen that was extremely conspicuous, and the real-time footage on it was the bombed Continental Hotel and the port where the secret passage of the Vault exited.

There were now a large number of uniformed Janissaries in both positions, and they were busy there, unknowingly.

It seems that if Winston had given the order to leave more slowly, it would have been possible that the life of the legendary manager of the Continental Hotel would have come to an end.

But that's not what Du Wei wanted him to see.

I only heard Du Wei say as if talking to himself:

"Machine, have you contacted Uncle Punishment?"

Just when Rogge wondered what Du Wei was doing, words popped up on the screen in front of him.

"Lost contact, temporarily unable to connect, please wait for ......"

Only then did Rogge suddenly realize that it was artificial intelligence.

He didn't expect that there was a smart home-like artificial intelligence in this base.

But this kind of thing is too much in his opinion.

For example, for the sake of simplicity, you don't even install a bedroom light switch.

As a result, I fell asleep and suddenly urinated, and I had to shout loudly to turn on the light.

How funny this scene is.

Regarding Du Wei's show-off skills more than practical, Rogge shook his head lightly and said that he did not approve.

Obviously, it's just a matter of typing a few letters on the keyboard, and you have to let the artificial intelligence that doesn't run smoothly come to it.

It's redundant.

Du Wei, who caught a glimpse of Rogge's small movements, smiled lightly.

Of course, he realized that Rogge was treating the machine as an ordinary artificial intelligence.

However, he didn't intend to explain anything, as long as he stayed here, then sooner or later Rogge would understand the difference between this artificial intelligence and other ordinary goods.

However, Uncle Punishment's side was actually in a state of signal blocking, which made Du Wei a little worried.

Although he thinks that even if John and Uncle Punishment can't kill the elder, it should be no problem to escape.

But things in the world are afraid of a single eventuality.

"Machine, mobilize satellites, directly remote sense that area, I need to know the current situation."

"Image generation, please wait ......"

……

Time goes back not so long ago.

During the Praetorian Guard's assault on the Continental Hotel, John, who was unconscious from extreme dehydration, was removed from all his equipment and carried away by two men wearing turbans.

Brada watched the 70 million in his hand disappear, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

But he couldn't say a single "no."

Because it was the intention of the elders to take John away.

He didn't expect that from the first day John came to Casablanca, the elder was actually already paying attention to this killer, who was claimed to be the strongest in recent years.

So the deal he made with John was also under the control of the elders.

By the time John fell unconscious, the elder's command followed.

Now Brada can only watch the high bounty fly away from his eyes.

At the same moment, Uncle Punishment who was on the plane also saw the movement of the GPS signal.

At the moment when Uncle Punishment received Du Wei's request for a video call, the GPS signal in the fast movement gradually stopped.

It is the hinterland of the Sahara Desert, a place known as a forbidden area for life.

None of the people who came in there could come out.

The inhabitants of the desert say that there are man-eating demons there, so they will discourage any traveler who tries to cross the Sahara Desert.

And those who do not listen to the persuasion never come out again, as the legend says.

It seems to confirm that the words of the local residents are true.

But it is clear that there is no devil in the hinterland of the Sahara Desert, only the family power of the elders.

The GPS signal that is parked there now is the best proof of this.

At the location of the GPS signal, a thirsty John gradually woke up from his coma.

He licked his moist lips, apparently someone had fed him water not long ago.

John struggled to open his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the water in the red cup in front of him, and then the elder who sat on the platform in front of him.

John subconsciously wanted to touch the gun on his waist, because only the gun was his most reliable companion.

But this time his companion had long since disappeared from his waist.

Seeing this scene, the elder said calmly:

"Don't look for it, you don't have a weapon on your body, drink water, or you won't even be able to say a word."

Hearing this, John slowly remembered the plan made by Du Wei from his headache.

Sticking to the plan, he did meet the elders as Du Wei had expected.

He hesitated to look at the water in front of him, but the thirst in his throat frantically urged him to swallow it.

John swallowed hard, the spit that slid through his throat was as uncomfortable as a blunt knife scraping against a bone.

He could no longer bear this feeling, but as he was about to drink the glass of water, the elder sitting on the table suddenly spoke:

"Child, why have you become so confused?"

John put down his glass of water and wanted to answer.

But when he opened his mouth, it was a "ho-ho-ho" sound, which made him realize that he really couldn't make a sound without drinking water.

John took the precious water in the desert and drank it.

For a moment, the feeling of cold water sliding through his throat made John think that perhaps the best moment in the world was now.

After a short break, he tried to speak again, and this time, he managed to utter the whole thing.

I heard John say in a hoarse voice:

"I'm not confused, I've been looking for you all along."

The elder shook his head, apparently dissatisfied with John's answer:

"Do you think I'm talking about your bearings?

I've never seen a person try so hard to get out of this life, only to end up with a back to square one.

Tell me, John, is there any point in you doing all this? Why do you want to live?"

John smiled wryly and lowered his head, and at the same time he took the opportunity to get a good view of the scene inside the tent.

It was clear that the tent had been set up improvised, and there was very little dust in the room.

This means that the elder's daily life is definitely in a secret base located beneath the desert.

So the question is, is this guy with extraordinary gas on the stage really an elder?

John thought to himself, and replied at the same time:

"It makes sense, I can remember my wife Helen when I live and remember the happy times we had together."

Hearing this answer, a mocking expression immediately appeared on the elder's face:

"So you want to live for the memories of love?

Did you know that Helen was once a Continental Hotel registered killer?

It's just that she's so bad that she can't even complete a task.

Until one day, the goal of her mission becomes you, and she successfully completes the mission for the first time.

for she has taken your heart."

Hearing this, John's heart skipped a half-beat, and the details that he had been ignoring came to mind.

It turns out that the two of them have always been a copy of the Smiths?

But he ...... No regrets.

The joy that Helen brought him, he will never forget.

Even if Helen approached him for some other purpose at first, he believed that love could not be faked.

Thinking of those sweet pasts, the corners of John's mouth couldn't help but smile.

At the same time, he also bit the vaccine between his left molars, allowing the vaccine to start working all over the body.

The elders, who saw that John had not gone as mad as he had expected, gradually frowned.

John's reaction now was not what he wanted to see.

What he wants is to see John's kind of death, so that John will become a real night demon, the indestructible knife in his hands!

Because John who has love has the weakness of human nature!

But he failed, and a look of disappointment flashed in the elder's eyes.

Then he had to choose another path for John.

"Looks like you've forgiven her, and I already know why you came to me.

Then I can give you one last chance to redeem your own life.

Complete a difficult assassination mission for us, just like you've done countless times in the past.

You will then be allowed to stay alive, your public bounty will be revoked, and you will re-become a member of the Continental Hotel.

But you will never be able to get out of the control of the high table, you will always be bound by the rules of the high table, and you will always be my most obedient dog!

You're going to do what you do best for the rest of your life!"

Speaking of this, the elder threw a sharp dagger far away.

"I'm never going to coerce someone to do something they don't want to do, so the choice is yours.

Do you die here and now, or do you live at the cost of your freedom and get a chance to remember the past?"

Looking at the dagger on the carpet, John gradually realized that things were going the same way Dewey had said.

He subconsciously asked:

"What do you need me to do?"

The elder, who thought that John had accepted his terms, spoke calmly:

"Your life needs to be exchanged for someone else's death.

So your first target is the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York – Winston.

He reneged on his promise and betrayed the high table.

So if you want to live and reminisce about the past, let me see your sincerity."

The elder's gaze fell on John's ring finger wedding ring, and then at the dagger on the side, the meaning could not be more obvious.

He asked John to cut off his finger and give it to him as a tribute.

This is a process of dog training, and John will have a chance to live if he does it.

Because to do so would mean that John became an obedient dog.

John took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then clenched his teeth and picked up the dagger on the ground and aimed it at his fingers, as if they were about to be cut off.

But John's trembling hand never fell, but instead pretended to cry out in pain and threw the dagger aside.

And as John opened his mouth, the invisible virus spread along with the ubiquitous hot winds in the desert.

The elders sitting on the stage saw the scene of John's inability to do it, and their eyes were full of disdain.

"John, looks like I'm mistaken about you.

Love is indeed your greatest weakness, and it has corroded your indestructible body.

Now you're no longer the feared Daredevil.

Now you're just a rat scurrying around in the sewers.

John, you can't get out of this desert, you're going to be ...... Cough...... Ahem, sunburning...... Ahem, ahem!"

The elder who was talking suddenly noticed an unstoppable itch in his throat.

This forced him to stop talking and start coughing.

It's really strange, obviously his genetically optimized body shouldn't be infected with disease.

But why is he coughing now, and the more he coughs, the worse he gets?

Not only the elders, but everyone in the entire tent had similar symptoms.

The elder even saw fist-sized pockets of pus appear on the ungenetically modified servant.

This discovery caused his pupils to shrink directly to the size of a pinpoint.

He instantly realized that an unknown virus had spread in the tent, and he looked at John as if he was fine.

How could the elder not know that he had been plotted.

He trembled and raised his finger to John:

"You... cough, cough, cough, cough."

Now that he felt that it was difficult for the elder to utter a complete sentence, he immediately understood that he was about to die as he looked at the blood spat out of his palm.

This realization brought an incomprehensible smile to his face.

He really didn't expect that he would die at the hands of an unknown virus after living in the Sahara Desert all this time.

But what if he died? Thousands more will get back on his feet!

John looked at the scene in front of him that seemed like a human tragedy, and his face couldn't help but show a moving look.

After all, ending someone else's life quickly is a completely different experience than watching someone die in pain.

But one thing Du Wei is right about, this virus is really scary.

It only took seven or eight minutes before and after, and everyone in the tent was dying except him.

Fortunately, the wind that had just been there stopped for some reason.

This gave John time to seal the tent completely.

Outside the tent, John looked at the corpse that had long since died but was still deforming inside the tent, and once again felt the horror of this composite virus.

Dewey was not wrong to call him the king of viruses.

Now he could only pray that the helper arranged by Du Wei would arrive as soon as possible.

Otherwise, half an hour would have passed, and John would not have been able to guarantee that he would still be alive.

Just then, he heard the sound of planes flying overhead.

A guy in a bloated Level 4 hazmat suit clumsily operated a parachute and landed unexpectedly and precisely where John was.

The two didn't communicate much, and directly assembled the flamethrower with extremely high temperatures and began to burn the scene.

After the burning, Uncle Punishment, who had hidden his face behind the mask, motioned for John to put on his protective suit.

He needed time to make sure John wasn't infected with the virus.

As they had done this, they suddenly noticed a lid under the burned tent.

Looks like this is the gateway to the Elder's secret base?

The two looked at each other through their masks, and suddenly realized that their mission was probably far from over.

At this time, Uncle Punishment tried to contact Du Wei.

But Du Wei, who was within the explosion range of a cruise missile, had no signal at all.

In desperation, he had no choice but to take off his Level 4 protective suit and let John wait for him on it, and he ventured into the vertical downward passage.

And the scene inside surprised Uncle Punishment.

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