Continental Hotel.

Bar.

The stage lights flicker, and a black female singer sings an old song from the last century, accompanied by a band.

In the song, the killers are dressed in suits and leather shoes, drunk on paper, or drinking alone at the bar, or talking in pairs and whispering.

When Rosen saw this picture, he felt a little funny, these butchers with bloody hands were dressed up as high society people one by one, which really made people wonder what to say.

"I don't seem to be in a position to mock others, though."

With a self-deprecating smile, Lawson found an empty seat to sit down, he asked the waiter for today's menu, looked at it briefly, and casually ordered one on it.

While waiting for the food to be served, Rosen observes Perkins, who entered the bar at about the same time as him, to see what tricks the woman will play.

Like Rosen, Perkins is also keeping an eye on John Wick, who takes an order from a mob boss and promises to assassinate him in violation of the rules at the Continental Hotel.

For this, the gangster also gave a good pay, doubling the bounty of $2 million on John Wick's head to a high price of $4 million.

Perkins agreed, perhaps she was blinded by wealth and forgot the taboo that no one in the Continental Hotel should do anything, or maybe she had other plans and decided to leave the country as soon as she got the money.

In short, Perkins made what she thought was the right decision to make a move on John Wick, and now, she needs a reasonable chance to get close to her target.

Thinking of this, Perkins called the waiter who passed by, asked for a pen, wrote something on a napkin, and asked the waiter to pass it to John Wick at the bar.

"I heard that John Wick's wife had recently passed away, and perhaps, he was longing for another woman to fill that lonely and lonely heart."

Raising the martini, Perkins smiled charmingly at John Wick, she was very confident in her plans, and in this ambiguous environment, she met an attractive woman like her, but if John Wick was a normal man, he would not refuse an affair that came to the door.

"Beauty tricks? Old-fashioned, but practical. ”

Rosenmo rubbed his chin and saw everything in his eyes, but in his heart, he was not optimistic about Perkins' assassination.

This trick may be effective for most killers, but John Wick is just a handful of people who won't be fooled, this dedicated man, who only has his wife who died of illness in his heart.

Coupled with the fact that Daisy, the dog that symbolized John Wick and his wife's last bond, was also killed, it can be said that John Wick is already in the most vulnerable, painful, and at the same time the most determined stage of revenge.

Perkins chose to play with John Wick at this time, which was purely to throw his flattery to the blind, and it was completely self-inflicted.

"This is the meal you ordered, sir."

The waiter's arrival interrupted Rosen's thoughts, and he withdrew his gaze and turned his attention back to today's dinner.

The starter is beef ham and papaya, and blue Boston lobster, the main course is pan-fried tomahawk steak, and the final dessert is a delicate raspberry cheesecake.

It can be said that Lawson is very satisfied, the ham is very fragrant, the lobster meat is very tough, the shrimp is also very flavorful, not to mention the steak, the grilled outside is charred and tender inside, and the bite is full of fat aroma, bringing full satisfaction.

The last cheesecake, Lawson didn't eat anything famous, he has never liked sweet things, but fortunately, this cake is not very sweet, so he ended the fight with three strokes of the fork.

"Alas, I still miss the taste of the past."

Drinking the remaining liquor from the bottom of the glass, Lawson took the napkin and wiped his mouth, sighing slightly.

It should be said that the chef of the Continental Hotel is indeed a good cook, and he is very satisfied with this meal, but Rosen still misses the food of his hometown in his previous life, and it seems that there are some more indescribable flavors in it.

"If you have a chance in the future, let's go to Chinatown to find out if there are any authentic restaurants."

After settling the account with gold coins, Lawson walked to the exit of the bar, thinking casually, he didn't plan to rely on himself, after all, learning to cook was too wasteful of time, besides, this is not a food novel, even if he can make a table full of Han, what is the use?

Before leaving the door, Rosen glanced at Perkins again, where the woman was still sitting, seemingly waiting for John Wick's invitation.

"This woman is really a thief."

Rosen shook his head, stopped paying attention to Perkins, and took the elevator back to his room.

"Speaking of which, John Wick's bounty should be two million dollars now."

As he was changing into his pajamas and getting ready to rest, Rosen suddenly thought of this question.

In the Rush Chase tetralogy, John Wick's bounty can be said to have soared, the first part was $2 million, and the second part rose to $14 million, this kind of "inflation" speed is simply terrifying.

The bounty in the third part did not rise much, only a small increase of one million, but when the plot developed to the fourth part, it was really quite amazing, John Wick was very powerful, first beheaded the elders of the high table, and then shot the Marquis de France, which directly made the bounty skyrocket to 40 million US dollars.

"Forty million dollars, 10 million more than my six years of hard work."

Rosen sighed, he was born and died, he worked hard for six years, only to earn 30 million dollars, and now only one John Wick can be exchanged for 40 million, which makes his heart can't help but think a little more.

It's a pity that now is not the time, even if Lawson wants to make a move, he will have to wait a few more months, and wait until the time point of the rapid pursuit of the fourth part before starting to act.

As for now, he can only hope that his little butterfly will not affect John Wick, the "God of Killing".

Lying down on the soft big bed, Lawson closed his eyes, and under Nobita's masterful sleeping skills, he quickly fell asleep.

......

Boom!

In the middle of the night, there was a strange noise on the door of Room 911, as if something had slammed into it.

Lawson on the bed opened his eyes vigilantly, quickly picked up the pistol under the pillow, and walked over cautiously.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear the second sound, Lawson didn't open the door, but while staring at the door, he walked to the phone in the room, picked up the microphone, and called the hotel front desk.

Honk...... Honk......

The hotel front desk responded quickly, the phone only rang twice and was connected, after hearing Rosen's request, he immediately expressed his attention and would immediately send someone to check.

Three minutes passed, and the doorbell rang.

After hearing the voice of the hotel housekeeper Charon, and confirming it through the cat's eye, Lawson opened the door, wanting to ask what had just happened outside.