Boris was not disappointed, and Winston gave a condition that he could not refuse.

"When the Continental Hotel in New York is rebuilt, I'll appoint a guy from Borry Street to be the butler."

Looking at Boris, Winston's face was full of sincerity, and his price was very attractive in comparison.

In the continental hotel, the hotel manager is undoubtedly the one who speaks the most, but the hotel manager rarely comes forward, and most of the time his housekeeper manages the affairs of the hotel, uploading and disseminating, and has a lot of power.

Of course, with such a lot of power, the selection of people must also be strict, usually by the most trusted person of the hotel manager, and even directly let the close relatives be in charge, such as the Continental Hotel Osaka, where the hotel housekeeper is the manager's own daughter.

Winston made an exception today to make such a promise, and it can be seen that he values this cooperation quite much.

Boris was a little surprised when he heard this, and he was surprised that the other party was willing to let him get involved in the operation of the Continental Hotel, but no matter how it was said, this is also a good thing, and the tentacles of Borry Street will extend to a deeper place.

Boris thought about it for a while, weighed the pros and cons, and finally chose to join, he stood up and shook Winston's hand, all the while thinking about something.

This time, he can't be stupid and take action in person, although the reward is very good after success, but if he fails, his hard-won territory will definitely be lost again.

Thinking of this, Boris couldn't help but think of a person's shadow in his mind, and a smile appeared on his face.

......

An apartment building.

Late at night.

"Shit!"

Max stretched out his hands against the man's chest, pushed the other aside with all his strength, and begged, "Stop, Rosen, at least let me catch my breath first." ”

"Seriously, you should really think about going to the gym and working out."

Rosen took the supernatural powers, lay flat on the side, and said with a smile: "Besides, I just cooperated with you, after all, I didn't know that it was the one who shouted hard to make me exert myself." ”

"Who knew you were such an animal!"

Max looked at the ceiling with lost eyes, and his body was still trembling a little until now, and he scolded hatefully: "If I knew this, I should have pulled Petunia along!" ”

"As long as she agrees, and you will, I can do it!"

Rosen doesn't care, anyway, this kind of thing is his advantage, what is there to be afraid of, and he has never tried it like this before, and it is exciting to think about it.

"Forget it."

Max slapped the man's big hand on his chest, "I don't want Penny to know that I robbed her of the man she fancies." ”

Thinking about Penny's possible reaction after learning the truth, Max still shuddered even though she was covered with a quilt.

After all, she had seen this kind of thing a lot in school before, two girls were jealous of fighting for the same man, and then scuffled together, pulling their hair, slapping their mouths, and tearing their clothes, that kind of tragic picture is still fresh in Max's memory to this day, and I feel a chill when I think about it.

Of course, with her friendship with Penny, it won't really start a fight, but even then I'm afraid it's going to be a cold war for a while.

A little thirsty, Lawson got out of bed naked, picked up the nightgown on the ground and put it on his body.

"I'll go to the kitchen and get some drinks, do you want something?"

"Do you have milk, give me a glass."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Stepping on his slippers, Lawson left the bedroom, walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door and reached out to take out a can of beer on the shelf, took out another carton of milk, poured a glass and put it back, and the two of them took everything they wanted to drink, and then returned to the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Rosen heard a slight snoring, he looked up, and saw that Max had fallen asleep with his eyes closed, so he put the cup of milk on the bedside table, and walked out of the bedroom with a beer, and closed the door by the way.

Walking to the balcony, Lawson drank beer and blew the wind, looking at the night scene outside, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

Since he came to this world, he has always had a sense of nervousness, which comes from many aspects, but when he draws Nobita's character card and masters the marksmanship that is almost like opening and hanging, he can finally add a little more security and relax his mentality.

"My biggest weakness right now is myself."

Looking at the abilities on the system panel, Rosen recognized his own shortcomings, his physical fitness only had an advantage among ordinary people, far from the serum warriors, not to mention those perverts who had the ability to heal themselves.

"If you want to make up for this shortcoming, it's not like there's no way."

Maybe it's because of the night, Rosen has a lot of thoughts in his mind, and the easiest way he can think of is to let the spider that bites Spider-Man bite him, but it's not easy, let's not say that he can't find the spider, even if he can, what if he becomes a spider monster?

Then there is to learn from Captain America and find a way to carry out serum modification, but this may not be very reliable, after all, Rosen doesn't want to lie on the experimental table and use it as an experimental test for others, and where does he find this opportunity?

And the most crucial thing is that not the serum modification can be as successful as Captain America, there are many people who fail experiments and become monsters, such as Red Skull, Dr. Lizard, and Green Goblin, they are all good counterexamples, and Rosen feels that he hasn't enjoyed enough human life, so don't gamble on the damn odds.

"Well, I don't know when Tony Stark will be kidnapped, if I can save him from the terrorists, I won't be too much to ask for a suit of armor."

Looking at the stars in the sky, Rosen was full of thoughts, and it was at this moment that he suddenly heard a fluttering sound of flapping wings, and a white dove flew close and landed on the balcony.

Seeing this, Rosen frowned slightly, he saw the letter box tied to the pigeon's leg, and knew that this was someone flying a pigeon to him, and in the whole of New York, the only one who would use such an ancient means of communication to spread information was probably his former gang, Barry Street, nicknamed the Beggars.

Reaching out and plucking the letter from the pigeon's leg, Lawson took out the letter and opened it, and there was nothing else on it, only a simple address and time, specifically tomorrow at 12 noon, in the coffee bean café downstairs.

"It's a ghost."

Rosen was upset for a while, he knew that it was not so simple to quit the gang, even if he completed the "impossible mission" according to tradition, but would Boris give up such a useful killer?

"But I'm not the same person I used to be."

Rosen clutched the letter in the palm of his hand, maybe he used to have to follow the rules and do things according to the rules, but now, he has the confidence to flip the table.