devil priest in marvel exorcism

[Anti-theft chapter, revised tomorrow] Next to him was the inseparable secretary, who held a tray with two glasses of crystal clear champagne on it.

"It turns out to be the respected Mr. Judge, I wonder what the purpose of your visit is?

You see, you didn't say hello in advance before coming. Fortunately, I have refreshing and delicious champagne here.

Mr. Judge, would you like to take a sip first to relieve your fatigue from the long journey? "

The old fox now put away his previous flattering attitude in front of Frank, but he was also not as bossy as he was when facing his subordinates.

Like a brilliant actor, like the legendary Thousand-Faced Man, completely different from the past.

The movements are elegant but not deliberate, neither humble nor overbearing.

Like a refined gentleman and a powerful aristocrat.

"General Manager Winston, you should know why I am here.

After all, to me, you are considered an old-timer. You should know the operating rules of the Continental Hotel better than I do.

I don't want to say any more words.

Open the sunroof and speak the truth!

As an adjudicator, I represent all senior managers at the High Table.

The managers gave me the status of a judge, and at the same time, they gave me the right to judge.

You should be aware of this authority, which is powerful enough to review a division general manager who has real authority.

Logically speaking, managers would not send someone like me here unless they made a major mistake.

The managers sent me here because the Continental Hotel in New York brought shame to the headquarters twice in a row!

Maybe you can forgive it the first time. After all, as we get older, we will inevitably make mistakes.

But the same mistake happened again, and even the killer whose back belonged to the Continental Hotel stabbed the higher-ups.

Mr. Winston, aren't you ashamed? "

The judge is in his 20s, handsome, but with a straight face.

His words were sharp and his tone was cold.

He looked stern and very difficult to deal with.

In fact, his sudden visit to the door without saying hello already showed the unkind attitude of this visitor.

"General Manager Winston, the managers have doubts about your ability, that's why they sent me here.

In other words, managers are wondering whether your management ability has declined because you are older?

Out of consideration for you, the distinguished managers sent me here.

Responsible for wiping your butt and restoring the lost reputation of our Continental Hotel.

After all, even if you are old, thick-skinned and shameless.

But the distinguished managers of the Continental Hotel headquarters.They still hope that their reputation will not be tarnished. "

The young judge spoke very rudely, and Winston's face immediately darkened.

Like a clear sky that suddenly becomes overcast.

“You wouldn’t have smoked those things before coming here, right?

Otherwise, why would someone who looks so capable on the outside say such disgusting words that cannot even be said by an insect repellent begging for food in a manure pit? "

The smile on Winston's face turned into mockery.

The gentleman and the noble were all gone at this moment.

"Mr. Judge, I have no intention of being an enemy of the headquarters of the Continental Hotel, especially the gentlemen at the high table.

Because I clearly know what kind of strength those gentlemen have, and I will not try to confront them.

There's just one thing I think they might have done wrong. "

As Winston spoke, he raised one hand and stretched out two fingers very lightly, making a slight distance.

"Look, it's probably just a little mistake."

“General Manager Winston, I am here on behalf of Gao Daizuo, please be careful with your words.

I haven't smelled alcohol on your body, so I can tell that you are sober now.

That said, you should know what you're talking about by now.

If you continue to insult the high table and the reputation of managers, don't blame me for being rude!

Managers will never show mercy to those who try to damage the reputation of Continental Hotel. "

The judge may still be too young.

He didn't notice Winston's eyes flashing with pride.

Faced with Winston's merciless ridicule, he warned with some caution.

"Only by you?

Or are you kidding me? "

The young Winston did not flinch when faced with the aggressive judge.

He didn't even blink his eyes or frown at all.

Instead, like an elder lecturing an ignorant junior, he continued sarcastically with a slightly condescending tone typical of a person in a high position looking at a person in a lower position.

"Compared to a young guy like you who is in his early 20s, an old guy like me has been serving the high table for at least 40 years.

As far as I know, there are only a few old guys like me with the same qualifications among the many branches of the Continental Hotel.

However, most of them are now suffering from Alzheimer's disease and have to be cared for by others even when they eat and poop.

Or maybe the vengeful bullets have found him, and he has passed on his position to his children and grandchildren early.

It can be said that there are not many like me.

Everything you see at the Continental Hotel branch in New York is the result of my hard work, bullet by bullet, bit by bit.

I think you may not understand what kind of environment old guys like us have to work hard to build this foundation.

After all, in the killer industry, you are just an unweaned child.

Haha, sorry, I didn’t mean to laugh.

Please believe me, I didn’t mean it, hahahaha..."

Winston grinned widely, completely ignoring the young judge's livid face.

The judge's breath became thicker.

"Winston, do you want to start a war with the Continental Hotel headquarters?

Or is it that your performance just now is the clarion call for you to fight?

Oh, I think I think highly of you.

After all, no matter how senior you are, you are just one of many branch general managers.

It should be said, do you want to betray the Continental Hotel and those distinguished managers? "

The judge was repeatedly ridiculed by Winston, and the anger in his chest could no longer be suppressed.

In particular, Winston's words occasionally contained disdain for the Continental Hotel headquarters.

The judge who grew up in the Continental Hotel and has been instilled in him the idea of ​​being loyal to the headquarters of the Continental Hotel and the managers at the high table was immediately filled with anger.

His eyes were fierce and his tone was full of traps.

As long as Winston answers positively and admits it.

He already had a reason to kill Winston directly.

Winston also heard the malicious intentions and looming traps and threats in the young judge's words.

This kind of temperament that can mix a little calmness with rage and set traps for opponents is really not much.

But this language trap is too naive.

He slowly stopped laughing.

He then lowered his head and slowly focused his gaze on the young judge.

He looked carefully at the handsome but young judge.

Looking at the other party's fierce eyes like a wolf cub.

Winston's tone became slightly more serious.

"Listen, young Mr. Inquisitor.

Maybe you don't want me to call you your age, but it's true.

I've been serving high-top tables, almost all my life.

No, not just a few moments, but a lifetime.

After all, I have never thought of betraying the headquarters.

I will continue to hold the position of general manager of the New York Continental Hotel steadily, no matter in the past, present or future.

So whether it is my past, present or future, they are completely tied to the Continental Hotel.

People like me have no need and will never betray the High Table.

For an old guy like me, it is completely thankless to suddenly choose to betray at this time.

Similarly, my loyalty to the high table cannot be denied by you in just one or two sentences.

The trap you set in your words has no effect on me.

And it’s very childish and ridiculous! "

Winston took out a cut cigar from his pocket and held it in his mouth.

Seeing this, the secretary on the side quickly took out a windproof lighter from his arms and wanted to light it for him.

Winston took the lighter directly from his hand.

Then he took the windproof lighter and walked towards the judge from the steps of the Continental Hotel.

The soles of the exquisite handmade leather shoes made a slightly dull sound when stepping on the steps.

It was like stepping into the hearts of those present.

An inexplicable sense of oppression came to the judge's bench.

Intangible and insubstantial, but real.

"Young gentleman, I hope you understand your situation. This is New York and this is the Continental Hotel.

This is the New York Continental Hotel!

This is the place that I have worked hard for more than 40 years.

I make every brick and every brick and every rule in this place.

Its operation, its existence, its prosperity, its splendor, everything about it, everything is born of me!

I'm the king here, the god of New York killers.

This is not an exaggeration.

But the same.

I am loyal to the Continental Hotel headquarters and the distinguished managers at the high table. They can and have the ability to take back everything I have.

It can be done at any time, because I am the most loyal person.

But they can't insult me ​​like that.

Insulting an old man like me who has worked hard and dedicated almost his whole life for managers.

They sent a so-called young boy like you to step on my face because of his arrogance.

Do you know how ridiculous it was that you deliberately acted angry just now?

It's like a little baby that hasn't been weaned yet, with a strong adult on its back, and proudly wants to plunder the food that others got after a hard day's work.

If it weren't for a strong adult standing behind him, the only result for this unweaned child would be to be pushed to the ground and his head crushed.

What a ridiculous and very idiotic person!

This is what I teach you out of kindness, I hope you can remember it! "

A stream of acrid cigar smoke spurted out from Winston's mouth, hitting the young judge directly in the face.

Winston's harsh words were like the growl of an old wolf that was still extremely ferocious despite its age.

Passed through the smoke and entered the judge's ears.

I don’t know if it was the harshness contained in Winston’s words or the smoke he breathed out.

In short, at this moment, the judge actually felt that his heart seemed to beat an extra beat inexplicably, and his breathing was not smooth.

But as an elite who can be sent to the branch by Continental Hotel to perform tasks.

Naturally, the young judge will not be a real fool or idiot.

Almost within a few breaths, he noticed the strength behind Winston's crazy performance.

So the young judge who was still furious suddenly calmed down after he figured this out.

Winston looked at the judge's face that had just become slightly distorted under his words, but then suddenly calmed down.

A bad premonition suddenly emerged in my heart.

Before Winston could continue to provoke, the judge chuckled.

“General Manager Winston, I have to say, is indeed a senior.

Since I first arrived here, you have been trying to provoke me, even to the point of offending the noble managers of the High Table with some words. "

The judge clapped his hands.

"What a great acting skill, what a great city. I was almost led into a trap by you."

Winston stared at the young face in front of him, although his face was still expressionless.

But the uneasy feeling in my heart that could not find its source became more and more intense.

"what have you done?"

"do nothing?"

The young judge opened his mouth slightly and smiled softly, like a poisonous snake that poked out its fangs from the darkness.

"Just like you said, senior.

You've been operating throughout New York's killer scene for over 40 years.

You are the emperor here. Although those killers may not be able to say that they will obey your orders, they will definitely not obey my orders.

This issue had already been considered before I set off.

So in order to prevent, after arriving here, there will be a situation where no one is available.

The noble managers equipped me with an exclusive force team. "

"Force team?!"

Winston finally knew where the uneasiness in his heart came from.

He didn't care to continue to maintain that inscrutable look, and directly stretched out his hand to grab the collar of the judge in front of him, and asked almost growling.

"Force team!

Is it the team that hasn't lost a living person since Tentacle?

You idiot, where did you take these pictures?

Why aren't they with you now? "

The judge didn't seem to care about the spittle that Winston sprayed in his face.

He just slowly opened Winston's fingers that were holding his collar.

Then he took out a delicate handkerchief, wiped the stains on his face, and spoke slowly.

“Of course we are going to solve the source of the problem and safeguard the reputation of Continental Hotel!

I'm here to help you, General Manager Winston! "