In the face of Elijah's inquiry, Du Wei pointed to the location of the Continental Hotel in New York and replied:

"All you have to do is kill every member of the High Table who enters New York."

"Including those Continental hotel killers?"

"Including those Continental hotel killers, here's their list.

I think with the information of the King of Borry Street, you should have a way to find out if they entered New York, right?"

Seeing the USB flash drive handed over by Du Wei, Elijah's eyes flashed with surprise.

You must know that before this, the relationship between the killers of the Continental Hotel and them was more like a cooperative relationship.

And as far as he knows, Du Wei also has a constant relationship with the killer of the Continental Hotel.

In a way, these killers of Continental hotels are more like the help of Du Wei.

Now Du Wei wants him to pull out this help with his own hands?

Although in the case of the killer's own information being exposed, Elijah can easily kill these exposed killers.

But if he remembered correctly, Winston, the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, was still alive.

If he finds out that he is hunting the killers registered in the Continental Hotel, then I am afraid that not only will he be threatened by his life, but even Du Wei will not be able to escape the assassination of the killers.

So although the USB flash drive that Elijah took from Dewey was very light, his heart was heavy.

Du Wei's move is too dangerous!

Elijah was silent for a moment, and then confirmed:

"The killers at the Continental Hotel in New York are really going to kill them all?"

As if sensing the worry in Elijah's eyes, Du Wei smiled and continued to confirm:

"Yes, kill them all.

New York, I don't need this kind of unstable people.

If you're worried about retaliation, think about your current relationship with the high table."

Hearing Dewey's words, Elijah realized that the relationship between him and the high table had long been endless.

And as a sharp weapon of the high table, the killers of the Continental Hotel are the weapons wielded by the high table!

In other words, those killers are naturally hostile to him in terms of relationship.

Even if he didn't kill them now, sooner or later they would be ordered to infiltrate New York to assassinate him Elijah!

At that time, the killers who have not been curbed at all will be overwhelmingly attacking him Elijah.

The feeling of walking on the street and worrying about the homeless on the corner, the cake delivery person, the white-collar worker on the phone, and the kissing couple is not good.

In other words, Elijah had no way out from the moment he decided to follow Dewey's advice and kill the Bloody Hand faction.

Now he can only go one way to the dark.

Elijah finally felt relieved after making the decision.

If you want to take full control of the New York underground, you can't afford to look ahead.

Kill these killers!

As soon as he said it, Elijah directly took out his laptop and plugged in the USB flash drive given by Du Wei.

He then sent the message to his good brother Bruce (Elijah's accountant and good brother), and then gave him a mobilization order to hunt down all the killers in New York.

Soon, the gang members who had received the order immediately began to move.

With the help of the homeless men under the command of the King of Borry Street, these killers, who don't know what happened yet, are attacked suddenly.

In almost half a day, the killers across New York were killed and wounded.

Of course, a large part of the reason for this is that the elite killers have been sent to Washington by Winston and are battling with the Syndicate.

And when Winston, who was still adrift on the sea ferry, learned the news that his killer had been severely damaged, the old fox immediately realized the strangeness.

As the newly rising underground of New York

King Elijah, Winston naturally has a lot of information in his hands.

For this guy who came from Princeton but rose in New York, Winston has long found that his growth trajectory has nothing to do with Dewey.

Thinking of the information about the syndicate that Du Wei took the initiative to hand over to him and the alternative plan that had been revealed to him through Cullen's mouth, Winston at this time would have been a manager for so many years if he couldn't guess anything.

Even he vaguely felt that the Continental Hotel in New York would be removed, perhaps it would be inseparable from Du Wei!

The two adjudicators clearly did not arrange for him to be killed, but they died inexplicably in his hotel.

Now that I think about it, these interlocking operations were all designed by Du Wei a long time ago!

In general, it was him Winston, an old fox who had been a hotel manager on the mainland for decades, and he was played around!

Du Wei, who seemed to be digging out his heart and lungs, gave him a chain from the beginning.

And he jumped in like he didn't know it!

He's stupid, really!

Now that he is at war with the high table and facing the purge of New York's new underground king, Winston discovers that the New York he once knew no longer has a place for him!

"Du ...... Dimension!"

Winston gritted his back molars and spat out the name that now disgusted him so much.

The brighter Du Wei's smile in the memory, the angrier he was now!

Why didn't he see through Du Wei's true heart in the first place!

But now it's too late.

Under Dewey's serial schemes, Winston was undoubtedly at his weakest at this time.

Even the ferry he was on was no longer safe.

Who knows if Du Wei has his eyes on this?

Thinking of this, Winston immediately summoned Cullen and told him to tell the captain to head in the direction of Washington.

Now that his power in New York has been cleared, he can only rely on the elite killers he sent to Washington if he wants to make a comeback.

But what Winston didn't know was that his killers in Washington were also in a hunted state.

And the person who hunted them was none other than John Wick, the former ace killer of the Continental Hotel.

Kill all the killers of the Continental Hotel, that's what Dewey wants John to do.

To this end, Dewey promised to let John see his wife one more time.

So when Winston came to Washington with all his might, all he saw was John sitting there covered in blood.

Looking at John, who was holding two guns in his hand and his bangs were covered in blood on his forehead, Winston smiled bitterly and pulled over a chair with flesh and blood residues and sat down.

"Did Du Wei send you? When?"

Faced with the best greetings among old friends, John did not rush to shoot.

He just spat to the side and spat out the bloody saliva.

Then he glanced at Cullen with a warning gaze before he spoke:

"When you're ready to sacrifice me in exchange for forgiveness from the high table."

There was no surprise on Winston's face, but there was one thing he couldn't figure out.

If you can't figure it out, just ask, after all, only one person is destined to go out here today.

So Winston went on to ask:

"I guess Dewey will use this reason to convince you.

But what puzzles me is why you agreed to him.

Do you really think that I will trade your death for glory and riches?"

John was silent for a moment, and then replied:

"I think with your style of doing things, you should put my fate in the hands of Lady Luck.

If I can survive the shooting, I will live.

But if I die, I am dead.

But I don't want to gamble on that probability, and when I'm dead, no one will ever think of Helen again."

"Helen, yes, damn the sea

Lun.

John, now that we've come so far, there are some things I don't feel unhappy about.

Helen is just a dog leash on a high table, don't you understand?

With her, you're no longer the dreaded Daredevil.

Forget about her, and join me in re-establishing order in the new world above the ruins.

This new world will be shared by you and me, I promise."

With that, Winston held out his hand to John.

Looking at the sincerity in Winston's eyes, John just shook his head slowly, he was tired now, but he still knew one thing.

"Winston, you're wrong.

Helen has never been a shackle to me, she is the light that pierces the darkness of my life, and the courage to live."

Hearing John's refusal, Winston's eyes darkened.

Just now, he was really inviting John to join him in building a new empire.

Sadly, John refused.

Then it also means that they don't have to talk about it.

Winston let out a long sigh.

In the midst of a sigh, two gunshots rang out.

Then there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground next to Winston, and it was the sound of Cullen falling.

As Winston's closest comrade-in-arms, Cullen was keenly aware of what Winston meant.

It's a pity that John's fighting instincts honed between life and death are far from comparable to those of a semi-retired guy like Cullen.

So after the gunshot, it must be Cullen who falls first.

It's just that John didn't have a good time either.

Cullen missed the pistol in his hand when he was shot, but he still hit John in the shoulder.

This shot was like the last straw that broke the camel's back on John's already scarred body.

John, who was sitting there, fell to the ground after his body shook for a while.

It's just that his gun can be pointed firmly at Winston in front of him.

In the face of this mortal situation, Winston behaved very calmly.

Man is inherently dead, and his only regret for Winston is that he can't see a higher place.

But his life is already more exciting than most people.

It might as well be to end your saga right here.

Winston, who remembered the past, slowly collapsed with the next shot.

And John, who had been holding on for a long time, slowly closed his increasingly heavy eyelids.

But before he passed out completely, he seemed to see a guy on crutches.

But now he was covered in scars, and he couldn't lift any energy at all.

The last tense nerve in John's brain loosened, and he fell asleep.

House, who rushed over after receiving the news, looked at the corpses everywhere in this secret stronghold, and his face did not show any surprise.

He had become accustomed to the situation where things related to Dewey would be full of corpses.

House, after looking around and seeing that there was no other danger, put his finger in his mouth and whistled.

Soon Caesar, who looked like a man, walked in through the doorway.

"Carry him away."

With that, House limped to leave, his staff.

But when he reached the door, he couldn't hear Caesar's heavy footsteps, and House, who was a little puzzled, turned his head to see that Caesar had taken out a white cloth and was cleaning his fingerprints.

Seeing this scene, House couldn't help but laugh angrily:

"Caesar! I shouldn't have given you the freedom to choose your TV channels.

See, what useless knowledge have you learned from above?

You don't have official household registration information, which means your fingerprints aren't in any intelligence agency's database.

So you don't have to worry about that, but if we don't get out of here quickly, we're going to be blocked by agents.

You should

Explain to the detectives why a gorilla can behave like a human.

I think they'll be interested in dissecting your brain."

Hearing this, Caesar, who was still wiping the floor, shook his whole body.

He's learned a lot from TV.

It is also not uncommon to see that human beings study biological individuals through dissection.

Caesar shuddered at the thought of lying in the snow-white operating room, having his head clamped and his skull being opened, and then the surgical instruments stirring in his mind.

It threw the white cloth in its hand directly, and quickly pulled John's two arms to carry John, who was dead and sinking from a coma.

Fortunately, it is stocky, otherwise it would have been crushed by this 185 big man.

It then followed after House, placing the big, bleeding man into the back seat of the car.

Finally, with the sound of the engine shaking, the two of them left the murderous crime scene.

Not long after they left, some detectives followed the clues to find this secret stronghold.

When they saw the corpses all over the place, the detectives didn't have much surprise on their faces.

Because the leader is the devalued Sister La.

At this time, Sister La's face was full of exhaustion, but she had to work hard, only in this way could she win custody of her daughter from her ex-husband.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground in front of her, Sister La's thoughts couldn't help but drift to another man.

The man had promised her a large sum of money, only to end up receiving three postcards from different locations.

Sure enough, the man was still unreliable.

After taking a deep breath, Sister La began to check the situation at the scene, and after verification, most of these guys were from New York.

And through fingerprint comparison, most of the people here have several homicide cases on their hands.

This made Sister La's frowning brows loosen.

In this case, it can be completely defined as a gangster fire scene.

That way she can save a lot of trouble.

Just as Sister La was hurriedly closing the case, a new postcard suddenly arrived.

And the famous one under the postcard is none other than Sergio Marquina (Professor).

Sister La, who was about to throw it in the trash, suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some map marks on the corner of the postcard!

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