Hotel in New York.
A special guest came to the general manager's office, retired killer John Wick, whom Winston was warmly receiving.
John, my old friend, was surprised and didn't expect you to come back.
No, I don’t plan to do my job, I just…help you once, that’s all.
John Wick responded with a wry smile. He didn't want to come, but after receiving a call from Winston, the choice was not in his hands.
He knew very well that refusal would have no effect. Instead of waiting for Winston to do something secretly, it would be better to stand up and at least protect his home from being blown up.
John, don’t have a bitter face. The current situation is different from before. I don’t need you to do anything. Just stay by my side and show your face.Winston said with a smile.
What's the meaning?
John, the underground world is changing, a new era is about to begin, and no one dares to continue to point fingers in New York.
Winston smiled slightly, saw John Wick's expression of confusion, and explained: I almost forgot that you didn't know anything, and you can't blame you, after all, you have been away for too long and you can't get in touch with a lot of information.
While speaking, he took out several documents and placed them one by one on his desk. John Wick took them and looked at them.
New York, Los Angeles, Mexico City, Brasilia, Dalbeda...
The bloody numbers made John Wick feel bitter and dry. He picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip, still feeling scared.
He said with a numb scalp: Winston, what happened? The governments of these countries have launched a joint action against Gaotai Table?
No, the cause of the incident was an accident, a wrong order starting in New York…
Winston's smile remained unchanged and he told the story.
There is a reason he is happy.
The first hotel in New York was cleaned by Russell, but compared with other hotels in mainland China, it was the least loss, no doubt.
Compared with other terrible mainland hotels, this loss in New York is not a loss, and it can even be said to be a blessing in disguise.
Everyone is in trouble. Winston, as the lightest one, did not lose money, but instead made a profit.
Winston was cunning and clearly realized that as long as Russell was still in New York for one day, he would not dare to do anything to him. He would always be the manager of the mainland hotel in New York and become the real king here.
It’s a bit like saying that the fox is a powerful person and the dog is dependent on the power of others, but Winston is not ashamed but proud, because many mainland hotel managers want to be dogs and cannot find their home.
Although he had not entered the house, that was not important. In the eyes of the high table meeting, he had already held his long legs.
After listening to Winston's story, John Wick's eyelids twitched, and he felt that the documents in his hand were extremely hot: A person subverted the pattern of the underground world and forced the high table to surrender unconditionally. This is incredible. Also... is he really a human?
Who knows?
Winston lit up the Bible in his hand and said with a smile: The power of the high table in the world has suffered heavy losses, and its deterrence has dropped to an unprecedented trough. If they want to stabilize the situation and continue to be king, they must delegate power to more people.
John, a new round of reshuffle is about to begin, and now is the time to divide the cake. Do you want to build a dynasty with me?
Are you sure?
John Wick looked at Winston in surprise, and said in a daze: I am frank, I don’t know that you have such ambitions.
Just kidding, I have no interest in establishing a dynasty, but I just saw the collapse of the old dynasty and was a little eager to try it out.Winston smiled and waved his hand. He was not greedy, it was enough to have a New York City.
Winston, if you look for me to kill this monster, then you should ask for another clever one.
John Wick had a weird look: It’s not that I admit defeat, but that I really don’t want to die.
Don't worry, I've never had this idea...well, maybe at first, but now, I hope Officer Russell will live well than anyone else.
Winston was talking, and his deputy Caron pushed the door and walked in. After apologizing, he placed the latest documents on his desk.
It's here again, let me see where I was hit this time.
Winston put on reading glasses, his face changed slightly, and handed the document to John Wick, sighing: John, one of your old friends has passed away, so mourn for the change.
The latest information from Rome is that the Dantonio criminal family was destroyed in the castle in the territory, and two direct members of the family were confirmed to be dead.
The family patriarch Gianna Dantonio is also one of the twelve managers of the High Platform Table. Her death has turned the remaining senior management into 6/12.
The powerful high-desk organization, half of the leaders were killed, turned from glory to downhill just because they blow off a New York policeman's award ceremony.
It's so crap that the remaining six senior executives are all eager to die.
Jaina, she was killed too...
John Wick recalled the past, closed his eyes and endured the sorrow. This day would happen sooner or later, but he did not expect it to come so suddenly.
Dingling ~~~
The phone ringing rang, and the phone from Moscow was called, and Winston looked at it and ignored it.
The mainland hotel there has been closed down, the manager is missing, and the manager of the local gang's high table manager is extremely frightened. After Jaina's death, it's his turn next, but he really doesn't want to die.
Winston, don't you answer your phone?
Needless to pay attention, it's just a dying person.
Winston lit up the phone, his tone with unstoppable pride: Mr. Leonid from Moscow is the guy who likes to interrupt others rudely. Now he calls me dozens of times a day, and I don’t even bother to pay attention to him.
Well, remember correctly, Mr. Leonid is one of the twelve managers. Is this really good?John Wick tangled.
What does it matter? I should see a photo of him being shot in the head tomorrow.
Winston shrugged comfortably and enjoyed the feeling he is now: I can't help him, I can't contact Officer Russell, his fate is only dead.Maybe he could organize thousands of people to be buried with him, or click a big Ivan to end his life early.
As he spoke, Winston became interested and answered the phone and spoke a lot of Russian.
The general idea is that he tried many times, and was unable to contact Russell, nor could he stop Russell from continuing to kill, and persuaded Leonid to think about it and do something meaningful in the last few hours of his life, such as vodka.
Death from drunkenness is a good choice!
John Wick's face was full of dark lines. He was from Belarus and could understand Russian. He felt that Winston was a little naughty now and he was letting himself go.
Come on, John, I invite you to dinner to celebrate the further fall of the old dynasty.
Uh, OK!
Bang!
Just as the two of them got up, the office door was violently kicked open. Deputy Karon hurriedly pulled out his pistol from his waist. After seeing the intruder, he stuffed the gun back into his belt.
bite
The host contacts the plot character John Wick and triggers the lottery. Is it now drawn?
Officer Russell, are you back?
Winston was stunned for a moment, quickly changed into a humble smile, and quickly walked up to meet him and reached out.
Russell didn't mean to shake hands, and Winston was not embarrassed, so he stretched out his hand to lead the high-end sofa: Thank you for your hard work these days, please sit down.
Russell didn't say anything, looking suspiciously at John Wick, not Constantine or Neo, and judged that it was related to the "High Tablefoot" organization and belonged to the protagonist in the plot.
He imagined that he had no random plot direction, thinking that he might disturb John Wick to show off, so he was embarrassed.
John Wick was seen by Russell and was neither standing nor sitting. He reached out with embarrassingly: Hello, Mr. Police Officer, I am John Wick.
Russell reached out and held it, shaking it: Don't say you are a killer, otherwise I will arrest you.
Uh, no.
John Wick shook his head, he didn't lie, the killer was the past, and now he is a widower who loses his wife and an otaku who lives with a dog.
Officer Russell, it’s rare to have dinner together?
Winston smiled and suggested that he would take a picture of himself and Russell's meal together. Anyone who dares to shout loudly with him in the future will show the photos.
No interest, I'll take my car away.Russell said weakly.
The Roman Cathedral was deeply disappointed. He pretended to be a wandering angel, and the wanderers were eager to return home, so that believers could help open the door to heaven, and as a result...
It's hard to describe in one word!
Anyway, when he left, there were wailing in the church, and more than a dozen white-bearded old men were crying loudly, and the scene was getting miserable.
Winston's heart broke out and asked tentatively: Officer Russell, ask, what does it mean to pick up the car? I don't plan to continue...what?
No, I'm tired of it.
Russell glanced at Winston: Why, you are disappointed?
No, this is your decision, I personally support it.By the way, the Gaotai Table Conference surrendered to you unconditionally four days ago, but it was not able to contact you.
Yeah?
Russell took out his cell phone from his pocket, and thousands of calls were not answered, ninety-nine percent of them were unfamiliar numbers, from all over the world.
Tsk, there are too many advertisements for unfamiliar numbers, especially those with international long-distance numbers, I never answer them.
You are right!
I am not very interested in whether to surrender to the 'high-leg lift', I just want to know if I have been reinstated and my award ceremony.
Don't worry, the high table, no, the high leg lift meeting has been arranged for you.
Winston replied with a smile, not only the award ceremony, but also the bad remarks before were washed away, and the power of capital was bombarded with rainbow farts towards Russell could be seen everywhere on the Internet. I guess he would feel a little embarrassed when he saw them.
Of course, you may also accept it calmly.
Then I'm fine.
Russell nodded and looked at Winston with disgust: To be honest, the name of the 'Leg Rising' organization is so bad that I will definitely not join such a weird organization.
Winston emphasized the key point and agreed: It's Ah, I think so too, it's simply vulgar.
……
John Wick: Winston, is this still you?
Stop talking nonsense, give me my car keys, and when I entered the door, I gave them to the doorman, let alone being blown up by you.
How is it possible? Who dares to touch your car? I twisted his head off.
Winston widened his eyes and spoke out indignantly, then laughed: But it was a little bit small, the doorman didn't know which one was your car key, why don't you take a look at it yourself?
While speaking, Winston took out the expensive jewelry box from the bookcase, and after opening it, there were two rows of eight luxury car keys in it.
Russell: (;￢д￢)
What the hell, Camaro fell into the river?
A special guest came to the general manager's office, retired killer John Wick, whom Winston was warmly receiving.
John, my old friend, was surprised and didn't expect you to come back.
No, I don’t plan to do my job, I just…help you once, that’s all.
John Wick responded with a wry smile. He didn't want to come, but after receiving a call from Winston, the choice was not in his hands.
He knew very well that refusal would have no effect. Instead of waiting for Winston to do something secretly, it would be better to stand up and at least protect his home from being blown up.
John, don’t have a bitter face. The current situation is different from before. I don’t need you to do anything. Just stay by my side and show your face.Winston said with a smile.
What's the meaning?
John, the underground world is changing, a new era is about to begin, and no one dares to continue to point fingers in New York.
Winston smiled slightly, saw John Wick's expression of confusion, and explained: I almost forgot that you didn't know anything, and you can't blame you, after all, you have been away for too long and you can't get in touch with a lot of information.
While speaking, he took out several documents and placed them one by one on his desk. John Wick took them and looked at them.
New York, Los Angeles, Mexico City, Brasilia, Dalbeda...
The bloody numbers made John Wick feel bitter and dry. He picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip, still feeling scared.
He said with a numb scalp: Winston, what happened? The governments of these countries have launched a joint action against Gaotai Table?
No, the cause of the incident was an accident, a wrong order starting in New York…
Winston's smile remained unchanged and he told the story.
There is a reason he is happy.
The first hotel in New York was cleaned by Russell, but compared with other hotels in mainland China, it was the least loss, no doubt.
Compared with other terrible mainland hotels, this loss in New York is not a loss, and it can even be said to be a blessing in disguise.
Everyone is in trouble. Winston, as the lightest one, did not lose money, but instead made a profit.
Winston was cunning and clearly realized that as long as Russell was still in New York for one day, he would not dare to do anything to him. He would always be the manager of the mainland hotel in New York and become the real king here.
It’s a bit like saying that the fox is a powerful person and the dog is dependent on the power of others, but Winston is not ashamed but proud, because many mainland hotel managers want to be dogs and cannot find their home.
Although he had not entered the house, that was not important. In the eyes of the high table meeting, he had already held his long legs.
After listening to Winston's story, John Wick's eyelids twitched, and he felt that the documents in his hand were extremely hot: A person subverted the pattern of the underground world and forced the high table to surrender unconditionally. This is incredible. Also... is he really a human?
Who knows?
Winston lit up the Bible in his hand and said with a smile: The power of the high table in the world has suffered heavy losses, and its deterrence has dropped to an unprecedented trough. If they want to stabilize the situation and continue to be king, they must delegate power to more people.
John, a new round of reshuffle is about to begin, and now is the time to divide the cake. Do you want to build a dynasty with me?
Are you sure?
John Wick looked at Winston in surprise, and said in a daze: I am frank, I don’t know that you have such ambitions.
Just kidding, I have no interest in establishing a dynasty, but I just saw the collapse of the old dynasty and was a little eager to try it out.Winston smiled and waved his hand. He was not greedy, it was enough to have a New York City.
Winston, if you look for me to kill this monster, then you should ask for another clever one.
John Wick had a weird look: It’s not that I admit defeat, but that I really don’t want to die.
Don't worry, I've never had this idea...well, maybe at first, but now, I hope Officer Russell will live well than anyone else.
Winston was talking, and his deputy Caron pushed the door and walked in. After apologizing, he placed the latest documents on his desk.
It's here again, let me see where I was hit this time.
Winston put on reading glasses, his face changed slightly, and handed the document to John Wick, sighing: John, one of your old friends has passed away, so mourn for the change.
The latest information from Rome is that the Dantonio criminal family was destroyed in the castle in the territory, and two direct members of the family were confirmed to be dead.
The family patriarch Gianna Dantonio is also one of the twelve managers of the High Platform Table. Her death has turned the remaining senior management into 6/12.
The powerful high-desk organization, half of the leaders were killed, turned from glory to downhill just because they blow off a New York policeman's award ceremony.
It's so crap that the remaining six senior executives are all eager to die.
Jaina, she was killed too...
John Wick recalled the past, closed his eyes and endured the sorrow. This day would happen sooner or later, but he did not expect it to come so suddenly.
Dingling ~~~
The phone ringing rang, and the phone from Moscow was called, and Winston looked at it and ignored it.
The mainland hotel there has been closed down, the manager is missing, and the manager of the local gang's high table manager is extremely frightened. After Jaina's death, it's his turn next, but he really doesn't want to die.
Winston, don't you answer your phone?
Needless to pay attention, it's just a dying person.
Winston lit up the phone, his tone with unstoppable pride: Mr. Leonid from Moscow is the guy who likes to interrupt others rudely. Now he calls me dozens of times a day, and I don’t even bother to pay attention to him.
Well, remember correctly, Mr. Leonid is one of the twelve managers. Is this really good?John Wick tangled.
What does it matter? I should see a photo of him being shot in the head tomorrow.
Winston shrugged comfortably and enjoyed the feeling he is now: I can't help him, I can't contact Officer Russell, his fate is only dead.Maybe he could organize thousands of people to be buried with him, or click a big Ivan to end his life early.
As he spoke, Winston became interested and answered the phone and spoke a lot of Russian.
The general idea is that he tried many times, and was unable to contact Russell, nor could he stop Russell from continuing to kill, and persuaded Leonid to think about it and do something meaningful in the last few hours of his life, such as vodka.
Death from drunkenness is a good choice!
John Wick's face was full of dark lines. He was from Belarus and could understand Russian. He felt that Winston was a little naughty now and he was letting himself go.
Come on, John, I invite you to dinner to celebrate the further fall of the old dynasty.
Uh, OK!
Bang!
Just as the two of them got up, the office door was violently kicked open. Deputy Karon hurriedly pulled out his pistol from his waist. After seeing the intruder, he stuffed the gun back into his belt.
bite
The host contacts the plot character John Wick and triggers the lottery. Is it now drawn?
Officer Russell, are you back?
Winston was stunned for a moment, quickly changed into a humble smile, and quickly walked up to meet him and reached out.
Russell didn't mean to shake hands, and Winston was not embarrassed, so he stretched out his hand to lead the high-end sofa: Thank you for your hard work these days, please sit down.
Russell didn't say anything, looking suspiciously at John Wick, not Constantine or Neo, and judged that it was related to the "High Tablefoot" organization and belonged to the protagonist in the plot.
He imagined that he had no random plot direction, thinking that he might disturb John Wick to show off, so he was embarrassed.
John Wick was seen by Russell and was neither standing nor sitting. He reached out with embarrassingly: Hello, Mr. Police Officer, I am John Wick.
Russell reached out and held it, shaking it: Don't say you are a killer, otherwise I will arrest you.
Uh, no.
John Wick shook his head, he didn't lie, the killer was the past, and now he is a widower who loses his wife and an otaku who lives with a dog.
Officer Russell, it’s rare to have dinner together?
Winston smiled and suggested that he would take a picture of himself and Russell's meal together. Anyone who dares to shout loudly with him in the future will show the photos.
No interest, I'll take my car away.Russell said weakly.
The Roman Cathedral was deeply disappointed. He pretended to be a wandering angel, and the wanderers were eager to return home, so that believers could help open the door to heaven, and as a result...
It's hard to describe in one word!
Anyway, when he left, there were wailing in the church, and more than a dozen white-bearded old men were crying loudly, and the scene was getting miserable.
Winston's heart broke out and asked tentatively: Officer Russell, ask, what does it mean to pick up the car? I don't plan to continue...what?
No, I'm tired of it.
Russell glanced at Winston: Why, you are disappointed?
No, this is your decision, I personally support it.By the way, the Gaotai Table Conference surrendered to you unconditionally four days ago, but it was not able to contact you.
Yeah?
Russell took out his cell phone from his pocket, and thousands of calls were not answered, ninety-nine percent of them were unfamiliar numbers, from all over the world.
Tsk, there are too many advertisements for unfamiliar numbers, especially those with international long-distance numbers, I never answer them.
You are right!
I am not very interested in whether to surrender to the 'high-leg lift', I just want to know if I have been reinstated and my award ceremony.
Don't worry, the high table, no, the high leg lift meeting has been arranged for you.
Winston replied with a smile, not only the award ceremony, but also the bad remarks before were washed away, and the power of capital was bombarded with rainbow farts towards Russell could be seen everywhere on the Internet. I guess he would feel a little embarrassed when he saw them.
Of course, you may also accept it calmly.
Then I'm fine.
Russell nodded and looked at Winston with disgust: To be honest, the name of the 'Leg Rising' organization is so bad that I will definitely not join such a weird organization.
Winston emphasized the key point and agreed: It's Ah, I think so too, it's simply vulgar.
……
John Wick: Winston, is this still you?
Stop talking nonsense, give me my car keys, and when I entered the door, I gave them to the doorman, let alone being blown up by you.
How is it possible? Who dares to touch your car? I twisted his head off.
Winston widened his eyes and spoke out indignantly, then laughed: But it was a little bit small, the doorman didn't know which one was your car key, why don't you take a look at it yourself?
While speaking, Winston took out the expensive jewelry box from the bookcase, and after opening it, there were two rows of eight luxury car keys in it.
Russell: (;￢д￢)
What the hell, Camaro fell into the river?
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