Four hundred and fifty-ninth chapter high table two
Killing is an ancient business that has been around since some people started doing it every day.
The most important thing for a killer is to hide his identity and learn how to disguise and counter-track. Only after ensuring his own safety can his killing skills come in handy.
For the killer organization, concealment is a top priority.
More than 4,000 people disappeared overnight, even though these people were all marginalized people in society, killers who always paid attention to disguise, lived in isolation, had few interpersonal relationships, and related service personnel in the killer industry.
However, such a terrifying number of people will definitely attract the attention of relevant departments.
Once it attracts attention, the high table will cause a series of troubles. Even if it can be solved in the end, it will still cost a certain amount of money.
Not every city can operate like New York as I just said.
Behind the privileges lies a massive investment of resources.
And the resources here don’t just mean money, there are also things that are far more precious than money!
No, the bald arbitrator in New York received the first call from his immediate boss.
Forty-five minutes later, the arbitrator got on a plane flying to Hansenburg.
Winston received a comfort call. A man with a gentle voice, after revealing his identity, expressed condolences on behalf of the High Table to the sole survivor of the Continental Hotel in New York, and sent a large amount of supplies and a large amount of reconstruction funds.
Although Winston's posture was very low, he had no intention of shirk at all. He accepted it without hesitation and said that he would devote his whole life to the glory and greatness of the high table and create greater glory.
In addition, he also got a more important task.
That is to contact the white man who has been targeting the Continental Hotel, and if possible, find out what force he represents.
What he didn't know was that except for him, all the hotel managers who survived the purge had received similar calls, but they were different from Winston and Mrs. Black.
The hotel managers at the bottom of the order did not see Gao Ning's demon puppet, let alone communicate with him.
They all received the news about half an hour in advance, and before they had time to prepare, or even just when they started to prepare, the entire hotel was swept away using magical methods.
The hotel manager was left empty, lonely, and at a loss.
…
Southern suburbs, underground safe house.
Liu Dabao shouted excitedly, like a monkey with a pointed butt, unable to sit still for a moment, jumping up and down from time to time, pumping his fists in excitement, or slapping his thighs in annoyance, which was different from his previous state.
completely different.
Mr. Lu is no longer as wise and calm as before. His facial features are wrinkled together. Holding the game controller feels like holding a time bomb. The way he cautiously fights back and disrupts things is really pitiful.
On the other hand, Lan Weiwei is in the most normal state. She is very relaxed and plays everything on the big screen as a mini-game. She also has a cup of milk tea on hand and takes a sip from time to time while humming sweetly.
Song.
Gao Ning, on the other hand, behaved very quietly. If his fingers were not moving, controlling the drone on the screen to fly left and right, killing enemies that appeared, he might not have thought he was asleep.
A few people played the game for six hours, treating the area with a radius of fifteen kilometers as a hunting ground, and plowed it countless times.
Almost all the killers who rushed carelessly were eliminated immediately, and the remaining ones were all cautious by nature and cautious at every step.
These people are either carrying all kinds of strange equipment, or they are carrying powerful firearms, and some even wear ghillie suits.
Liu Dabao hated this very much. He was targeted by a sniper master for a while, and shot up four or five of his drones in a row. If it weren't for the unlimited number of times in the game, he would probably have to top up his money.
"Ha! The last one!"
Liu Dabao suddenly jumped up and cheered loudly, running around the room excitedly. "I have accumulated enough points, I have accumulated enough points!"
Such a loud movement attracted the attention of the other three people. They stopped playing games and turned to watch Liu Dabao playing tricks.
This guy was ecstatic for a moment, then suddenly fell to his knees and started to cry for no apparent reason.
The smile on Mr. Lu's face gradually disappeared, he took off his reading glasses and sighed: "Yeah, I finally completed the task, it's not easy!"
Lan Weiwei asked curiously: "Old man, have you finished it too?"
"It was completed an hour ago! Fortunately, these killers are constantly refreshed. Every time we patrol, we can always find three or five. Otherwise, it would be impossible to collect a thousand points!"
Having said this, Mr. Lu turned to look at Gao Ning: "Mr. Gao, don't worry, our deal is always valid, and I will fulfill it later!"
Gao Ning was noncommittal.
I sighed secretly in my heart. In the extremely fast pursuit, those killers were very brave. They almost followed each other one after another.
After John Wick kills one wave, the next wave will appear within a few minutes. Not only does it come to the door, but it is also an assembly line operation. Every one of them is a desperado who wants money rather than their lives. It seems that fifteen million US dollars is so amazing.
Like numbers.
Why is it that when it comes to Lan Weiwei's place, it's also 15 million, but the refresh speed can't keep up?
He had obviously said hello to the manager of the Continental Hotel!
Lan Weiwei said: "Now that everyone has enough points, can we return to the reincarnation space?"
Before Gao Ning could speak, Liu Dabao suddenly jumped up and said repeatedly: "Hui Hui Hui! This is the most fucked up world, I don't want to stay there for one more second!"
Mr. Lu glanced at him and shook his head slightly.
"What do you mean, Mr. Gao?"
"You go first! I still have something to deal with!"
Gao Ning felt that it was better to start and end everything. There were still two or three kittens left in the Continental Hotel in the United States, so we couldn't favor one over the other.
As for the originally planned places such as Tokyo and Paris, let's just say they are lucky. If we have a chance to meet them next time, it won't be too late to sort them out.
Mr. Lu said: "Mr. Gao, does he mean... a senior person?"
Gao Ning was slightly stunned, yes, he almost forgot about him.
"Well, there are also reasons for this. This guy still needs to be solved."
"In that case, then follow Mr. Gao's arrangements!"
As soon as Mr. Lu finished speaking, Gao Ning heard the reminder of the reincarnation space.
[It is detected that members of the same team have paid one thousand reincarnation points to choose the return space. The host has enough reincarnation points. Do you want to choose to return together? 】
【no!】
The next moment, three white lights fell from the sky, and Lan Weiwei and the others disappeared instantly.
After looking at the slightly empty safe house, Gao Ning breathed a sigh of relief and felt a lot more relaxed inexplicably.
"Strange, why do you feel this way? It's a stranger who doesn't matter even if he's dead..."
Gao Ning mumbled something strange, then disappeared in a flash.
