Struggle in the world of American comics

The underground world is complex and synonymous with chaos and disorder.

In order to ensure that members of the underground world can have a relatively safe trading and resting area, a platform like the Continental Hotel emerged with the joint promotion of the Twelve Giants.

The twelve underground giants are like the board of directors of the Continental Hotel Group. They have supervisory power but no administrative power.

After formulating two extremely simple rules, in order to avoid the strife and suspicion of the twelve underground giants, Continental Hotels in various places will be contracted out in a form of almost outsourcing.

This ensures the independence of Continental Hotels.

On the Continental Hotels in various places, a board of directors is set up, which does not participate in the administrative management of the hotels, but only supervises and judges the Continental Hotels in various places.

Just like what happened to Jordani.

Winston needed to sort things out, make a ruling, and then bring it to the council.

The Council then sent adjudicators to New York to conduct an investigation and trial, and finally issued a response.

This is not something that can be accomplished immediately, it will take some time.

Under this circumstance, Jordani enjoyed some of the free benefits of the Continental Hotel that he had never enjoyed since joining the company, and he felt at ease.

I would go shopping from time to time, and occasionally go to the safe house to discuss things with Jenny.

Jordani was more comfortable than ever.

Of course, Jordani is not without his troubles, such as money.

The killer profession is easy to make money, but also expensive.

All kinds of offensive, defensive, trap and other equipment, preparations for the safe house in Cunning Rabbit Three Cave, plus Jordani has only been in the industry for a short time, and he is not very diligent in performing tasks.

After placing a heavy bet on Jenny, Jordani's finances were almost on the verge of collapse.

It was still in Big Daddy's underground shooting range. This time, Jordani rarely did a lot of shooting training. Instead, he huddled in the rest area and watched Cassian squander bullets.

Half an hour later, Big Daddy brought two bottles of beer as a gift.

Cassian looked at Jordani with a speechless face and said, "Are you really that poor? Big Daddy still has a daughter to support. How expensive are kindergartens and private schools in New York City now? , how can you bear to drink Big Daddy’s blood?”

Jordani responded with a middle finger and turned to look at Big Daddy.

Big Daddy is a gentle man wearing glasses with a slightly damaged hairline. He always has a melancholy temperament on his body. He raised the beer in his hand and said: "Cassian, this is what Joe deserves."

After finishing speaking, Big Daddy smiled at Jordani and left quickly.

Unlike Jordani and others, Big Daddy is a man with a story. He was once a policeman, but was framed by a drug dealer and spent five years in prison. His wife also died, leaving only a daughter.

Six months ago, during an assassination operation, Jordani met the big daddy and his daughter showing off outside.

The scene at that time was unforgettable for Jordani. A seven or eight-year-old girl, holding a 911 in both hands, crying with tears on her face, was constantly encouraged to kill by her big daddy.

Big Daddy and his daughter are neither superheroes nor members of the underworld.

On the contrary, it reminded Jordani of the plot of a niche superhero movie "Kick-Ass" in his previous life.

He was just a drug dealer, and he didn't know what kind of psychology he had. He helped Big Daddy kill his enemy and persuaded him to live a normal life.

This is one of the reasons why Jordani can safely regard this underground shooting range as his base.

Joking aside, after Big Daddy left, Jordani's face turned serious, he looked at Cassian and said, "Why are you calling me here in such a hurry this time?"

Hearing Jordani's words, Cassian's face became serious.

Looking around instinctively, Cassian said: "John has disappeared. The Assassin's Mutual Aid Association has got what they want. In three days at most, Jenny, myself, and some others will enter the Assassin's Mutual Aid Association and accept train."

Jordani was slightly startled. It had only been three days since Jenny and John escaped.

The Assassin Mutual Aid Association's methods were much faster and more powerful than Jordani imagined.

Jordani did not inquire about Jenny and John. There are no secrets in the underground world. Once Jordani becomes too enthusiastic, it will be difficult to hide the transaction between himself and Jenny.

After thinking about it for a while, Jordani said: "Cassian, isn't this what you have always wanted?"

Entering the Assassin Mutual Aid Society has been Cassian's long-cherished wish. Ever since he obtained Jordani's Blood Oath emblem, Cassian has shown off in front of Jordani several times.

But this time, Cassian's expression turned a little ugly.

He seemed to be thinking about something. After a short pause, Cassian took out Jordani's blood oath emblem before he spoke.

Cassian: "Qiao, I learned something. In the Assassin Mutual Aid Association, there is a magical potion that can be of great help to people, but it will also have certain side effects, causing people to lose their previous memories."

Jordani glanced at the blood oath emblem on the table and said, "What do you want me to do?"

It had only been a few days, and Jordani didn't expect that he would be fulfilling his first blood oath emblem so soon.

Cassian's expression became increasingly grim and he said, "Help me find a way to restore my memory."

Jordani was silent. In fact, Jordani's heart was in a mess at this time.

For one thing, the potion Cassian is talking about is something Jordanian doesn't remember appearing in the movie.

On the other hand, Jordani felt that the heavy bet he had placed on Jenny seemed to be losing money.

Subconsciously picking up the bottle and taking a sip, Jordani said: "Cassian, I can't guarantee you because I'm not a doctor, and I don't think you should use the blood oath emblem here. If I were you , the most you can do is not join the mutual aid association.”

Cassian had some pain on his face and said: "No, you don't understand, Joe, the mutual aid association is too powerful, and I have no room to refuse."

"And I didn't get this blood oath emblem notarized by the Continental Hotel. Qiao, what I want is your promise that you will try your best to help me."

The Assassin Mutual Aid Association is indeed powerful and already has the capital to fight against the Continental Hotel.

Also in the underground world, the Assassin Mutual Aid Association respects the rules of the Continental Hotel, but it does not mean that the blood oath emblem of the Continental Hotel can be controlled by the Assassin Mutual Aid Association.

Cassian came with the Blood Oath Emblem at this time, more like a plea than a deal.

Putting away the blood oath emblem on the table, Jordani said solemnly: "Cassian, I promise that I will do my best to help you restore your memory, but whether it succeeds or not depends only on God's will."

Cassian forced a smile and remained silent.

Finding Jordani was just a hope for Cassian to seek medical treatment in a desperate situation.

If the memory cannot be retrieved, even if the Blood Oath Emblem is in hand, Cassian will not know what it is and it will be of no use.