Infinite Journey to the World of American Comics

The warehouse, laundry, power room, air-conditioning room, and all the rooms in the hotel have become battlefields. Metal and blood are swaying in this space. No one on either side of the war escapes or retreats. The only thought in their hearts is to send the other party to hell. .

boom boom boom

Winston's men were brave enough, but their number was still too small after all. Gradually only Charon was left in the battle with the special forces. However, their role was also achieved, and the remaining special forces were It was already difficult for the team members to pose a threat to John and Richard.

bell bell

The phone in front of Winston rang, and he picked up the receiver, and the adjudicator's voice came from inside, "I know you think you can continue like this, but I promise you..."

Click.

The phone hangs up.

The adjudicator looked at the microphone with a busy tone and her chest heaved up and down with anger. This was the first time she had seen someone dare to treat her like this. The problem was, it was also the first time she had seen someone who could fight against the special forces without falling behind. , Oh, yes, it is no longer a matter of not falling behind, but that the special forces team is almost dead, otherwise why would she make this call?

However, the following battle situation also changed somewhat. After John killed the last special forces member, Zero appeared. He still only held a katana, but almost cut off John's arm with one knife.

John immediately chased after him. Killers like Zero are the most terrifying. You never know where he will appear or where he will swing his katana.

Chasing Zero, John quickly came to the executive lounge, which was a completely transparent space. He was actually a little surprised. Here, Zero had given up his elusive ability.

"Come on, John, come here, let's have a fair fight between the two of us." Zero's figure soon appeared, in the deepest part of the lounge, where John and the others had stayed, beside him, and with him Two apprentices.

"You call this fair," John said, looking at the three people.

"Of course, you are the strongest killer, and of course you are worthy of this lineup. Like that young boy Richard, it is enough for my two apprentices to go."

"Really? Why didn't I see your apprentice? There were only two idiots wielding knives to attack me, but I shot them one by one."

Looking at Richard walking down from above carrying aa12, Zero's expression finally changed. The situation was a little different from what he imagined. Richard was not dead, and he came down carrying a gun. As long as he wanted, he could use a few bullets to It can spray the three of them to pieces.

"Richard, I may not be able to complete the mission, but please allow me to have a final battle with John, okay?"

Richard turned to look at John. Of course, for this kind of thing, the consent of the person involved must be obtained.

"Richard, give us 5 minutes."

"Okay." Richard nodded, then pointed his gun at Ling's two apprentices, "You two, come out with me."

The two looked at each other, looked at Zero again, and followed Richard helplessly outside.

Boom

Soon, Richard returned with a gun, sitting on the stairs and watching John and Zero slashing at each other with knives. Zero's fighting ability was quite good, and he also mastered the ninja's ability to blend his body into the surroundings. Skills, he is really a terrible killer, but John Night Devil's title is not made up, he also masters the same skills.

In fact, Richard followed him and learned a little bit. This skill is not difficult to say, it is to use the blind spot of the opponent's vision to move, forming a stealth effect.

Although Zero's fighting ability was good, he did not have John's belief in fighting for survival. In addition, with Richard distracting him, he was finally stabbed through the chest by John and died.

When the gunshots and shouts of death in the hotel completely disappeared, the adjudicator finally stopped laughing, and she had no choice but to call Winston again, "We should talk."

Soon, the four of them met again on the hotel rooftop, but this time the adjudicator did not look so arrogant.

"What do you want?"

"It's very simple. Restore my control over the Continental Hotel in New York, cancel the arrest warrants for John and Richard, and just pretend this never happened."

"They killed two high table chairmen. It's impossible for you to ask us to pretend that this never happened."

"When it comes to negotiation, of course we must first state the demands of both parties. Now that we have finished speaking out, it's your turn."

Looking at Winston's polite gesture, the adjudicator took a deep breath and said, "The high table has seen your power. We allow you to continue to be the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, but you are still under the high table. As for John and Richard, they must die, there is no need to talk about that."

"Then the negotiations broke down."

The adjudicator laughed angrily, "Sir, do you underestimate the capabilities of the high table? This is just the first wave, just an appetizer. As long as you are willing, we can continue forever."

"Really, you said it. Don't go back on your word. Two more waves. I haven't had enough fun yet."

"..." Looking at the eager Richard and the aa12 in his hand, the referee was silent. There are indeed more than two special forces teams, but the special forces teams are not cabbages that can be seen everywhere. The fact is already obvious. Killers like Richard and John had weapons capable of causing harm to the special forces. She really didn't know how many people would have to die to kill them.

But now it is obvious that the victorious opponent is not willing to compromise, and her authority is not enough to mobilize more troops.

"Wait a minute." The adjudicator finished his sentence, turned around, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"...Sir, they asked that Officer Winston be reinstated and that John and Richard cancel the punishment...Yes...the whole army was wiped out...I'm sorry...I understand and I will tell them. "

After hanging up the phone, the adjudicator returned to the state he had just arrived. He raised his neck and said to the three of them: "Very well, gentlemen, you chose war, and the high table gave you war. This time, there will be a real high table." Chairman Desk is coming to New York, you should enjoy the good time now, this kind of time is running out for you."

After saying that, the woman stepped into the elevator with high heels and went straight to the first floor.

"A real high table, Richard, you two have given me a difficult problem." Winston looked back at Richard with a wry smile.

"It's a difficult problem, haven't you been waiting for this day to come? Otherwise, why did you give me and John an hour in the first place? Is it just to show off your muscles to the high table?"

"Okay, I have to admit, you are very smart. I think you and the big shots behind you won't put all your treasure on me alone."

"Of course not." Richard smiled, "We are putting our treasure on the whole of New York. Oh, by the way, we have to think of a more eye-catching mark. What do you think, a red ribbon?"