Infinite Journey to the World of American Comics

"What did you do..." Winston stared blankly at the cold body on the sofa, a little at a loss. He had a premonition that John wanted to kill someone, but he didn't expect that he would actually dare to shoot.

"Know everything."

"People from harm."

...Winston and John both looked at Richard, from what standpoint did you, a killer, say this?

"Let's go, Richard." John shook his head and said hello to his companion.

"where to go"

John was stunned. Yes, where could he go? His home had been burned to the ground, his car had been smashed, and almost all the good memories had disappeared. Where else could he go?

"You're here, why are you leaving in a hurry? Let's eat something and take a shower." Richard sat down happily, raised his head and said to Winston, "Uncle, let's have your most expensive set meal. John will pay for it." , Oh, by the way, forget about the duck fat, except for Peking duck, I don’t accept any other duck cooking.”

Seeing that the two of them were still looking at him, Richard asked in confusion, "Why, we can't even have a meal?"

"Okay. Please wait a moment." Winston looked at Richard and John, shook his head helplessly, signaled to the frightened waiter next to him, then turned and left. Sandino's death is easy to deal with. But dying in his hotel would be big trouble.

"Richard, do you really want to eat here?" Seeing Richard starting to open the menu and ordering, John sat down helplessly. What they just did was no different from killing the President of the United States with one shot. Who will finish it? My first reaction after this incident was to sit down and eat

Returning the menu to the waiter, Richard tied the napkin around his neck and said, "Of course it's true. John, I'm not crazy. Trust me, eating a good meal and getting a good sleep are what we should do most now. matter."

"I ask you, what will happen if we kill someone in the Continental Hotel?" Richard first grabbed a piece of pre-dinner bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Will be revoked from membership and then wanted by the entire organization."

"Is it possible for the organization to let us go?"

"The chances are slim."

"Are we disqualified now?"

"No, Winston will notify us when the membership is cancelled."

"The moment my membership is cancelled, will I be hunted by killers all over the world?"

"almost."

"So, by that time, we won't have time to eat and sleep at all, so why don't we take advantage of now to recharge our batteries?"

"..." John discovered that what Richard said was really right. We are going to be enemies of the whole world soon anyway, why not eat well and sleep well?

"Sir, you ordered steak."

Two thick steaks were placed in front of the two of them. The two immediately shook off their cheeks and started eating regardless of their appearance. They were devouring as if they hadn't eaten in ten days.

"Waiter, two more steaks. By the way, do you have any noodles?"

"...No sir."

"How can we open a restaurant without noodles? Then give us some lobster."

"...Yes."

......

Looking at the two people below who were having fun, Winston was really confused. This was the first time he saw someone who could dance on the rules set by the high table. What kind of wisdom and courage. This is definitely not something that John Wick can do.

Charon, who had just greeted John and Richard at the front desk, came to Winston. He was the person Winston trusted most in the entire hotel.

"What did you find out?" Winston asked in a low voice, staring at Richard below.

"No, before he appeared next to John and fired the first shot, there was no information at all. It was as clean as a blank sheet of paper."

"Do you believe that a blank piece of paper can kill a chairman in the first action, even with John by his side?"

"...I don't believe it. You suspect that his resume has been tampered with."

"Then, besides the chairman of the high table, who do you think can tamper with the killer's resume?"

"...No one. You doubt the one in Hong Kong"

"No, he is Asian and registered in Hong Kong, but that doesn't mean anything. Except for the dead D'Antonio siblings, no one can clear away the suspicion."

"Then what should we do?"

"Do you think we can fight against a real chairman?"

"...No." The waiter thought for a moment and shook his head. Unlike Sandino, who had just died, the resources in the hands of the real chairman were far beyond what a mafia family could match. In other words, the reason why their family Being able to dominate Italy is because of old D'Antonio's status as chairman.

"So, let's follow the rules. Prepare a hundred people to disguise themselves in front of the hotel tomorrow morning."

"One hundred is too many."

"If it's just killing people, of course it's too much. If it's just showing strength, then it's just right."

"Show your strength and you're not going to kill them."

"Am I short of the few million?" Winston looked at his men, "Or should I kill them both and become the chairman of the board?"

"what do you mean"

"I don't mean anything. John Wick is the most powerful killer I have ever seen, and that Richard, I can't see through him at all. Together, the two of them may be able to bring something different to the world." s things."

......

After taking a shower and having a good sleep in the hotel, when walking out of the hotel after breakfast, Winston came to Richard and John.

"Good morning you two, did you have a good rest last night?"

"It's very good. Everyone here is talented and speaks nicely. I like it here very much." Richard wiped his mouth and replied with a smile.

"...Thank you very much, but I regret to inform you that your stay has come to an end."

"Thank you, Winston." John said sincerely. As an insider, he knew how much effort his old friend had made for this night.

"I'm sorry, Jonathan, your bounty has been spread all over the world. From now on, your memberships have been withdrawn, and the Continental Hotel will not provide you with any services from..." Winston looked at his watch, " Starting in one hour. This is the last time limit I can get for you."

"You've done enough, Winston. By the way, can you give me my dog ​​back?"

"John, I think it's best to keep your dog here. We are going to live a precarious life soon. You don't want such a cute little guy to suffer with us." Richard said, While looking at Winston, if he remembered correctly, this old guy was not a peaceful person.

"But, the hotel no longer provides services..."

"It doesn't matter. Richard is right. The dog is innocent and should not suffer with you. The hotel does not provide pet storage services, so I adopted it privately."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, your life ends here."

"Then when will we die?"

"As long as I don't want to, it's not now." Winston smiled and looked around. The moment he finished saying this, everyone around the hotel stopped.

Pedestrians rushing to work, old people reading newspapers, mothers taking their children to school, and cleaners taking out trash, all stopped and looked at the three people on the stairs of the hotel.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to be doing flash mobs at such an old age. How long have you been rehearsing this scene?"

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