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With Peibo's help.

Many of the encroached businesses have been taken back.

Ye Ling looked at the mission system at this time.

The invasion rate of Stark Enterprises has dropped to 3%.

It will soon be 0%.

In Stark Tower, Tony still stayed behind closed doors.

Just watching materials continue to come into the laboratory

"What on earth is Tony doing?"

"He hasn't eaten since he came out of the hospital!"

Peibo was waiting at the door of the laboratory, looking at the closed door anxiously.

In order to facilitate his work,

Peibo set up a temporary office directly at the door of the office.

At the same time, he was operating to recover the properties transferred by Obadiah.

While waiting for Tony to come out,

Ye Ling was bored and basking in the sun.

After all, Peibo is like the crystal at home.

Although she is not afraid of Hydra attacks,

Peibo is an ordinary flesh and blood.

One bullet could kill her

"Is this part of the industry inoperable?"

Peibo frowned and looked at the unauthorized notification on his computer.

Ye Ling raised a brow and walked over from the window with sunlight.

Finally, after Peibo's search, he determined

"This is not an industry that Obadiah moved;……"

"Continental Hotel!"

Hearing the familiar name, Ye Ling rubbed her chin.

This is an old acquaintance!

I haven't seen Perkins for a while.

Ye Ling missed the Persian cat a little bit.

……

Inside the Continental Hotel in New York.

The gray-haired Winston was sitting in the manager's office.

A high-end custom-made suit and a glass of 82-year-old red wine from a Bordeaux winery.

I hold a copy of"The Decameron" in my hand and read it slowly.

The main thing is elegance.

Since the last experience with Ye Ling.

The entire New York killer world has come to a standstill.

The legendary killer Night Stalker also retired.

Winston can be said to be very happy and at ease

"Dang, Dang, Dang!"

There was a clear knocking sound on the window.

Turning around, a smiling face came into view.

Black hair and black eyes, with an evil streak in his fortitude.

Ye Ling, wearing a black windbreaker, was waiting outside the window to open it.

"Okay, what about that old Eastern saying?"

"Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives."

Press the phone at hand and call the front desk directly.

"Charon, I have guests, of the highest order."

"OK, sir. After hanging up the phone, Charon pressed the ban notification

"Attention all travelers staying at Continental Hotels!"

"Please go back to your room immediately!"

"You are not allowed to go out until the ban is lifted!"

"Any violation of the ban will be considered as a provocation to the hotel!"

"The hotel will execute the killing order!"

The entire Continental Hotel in New York immediately entered the highest state of emergency.

Of course, all this could not be hidden from Ye Ling, who has super hearing. She stepped into Winston's office through the window with ease.

She stepped on the soft carpet and sat down on the Italian handmade sofa. superior

"Actually, you don’t have to do this. I’m not a natural-born killer."

Winston stood up and bowed in a standard gentleman's manner.

"nip problems in the bud"

"There is always no shortage of people in the killer world who dare to challenge the unknown."

As soon as Winston finished speaking, Charon pushed the dining cart in.

The gorgeous dining cart was filled with exquisite desserts and red wine.

"Romanée-Conti, the highest-rated bottle at the Continental Hotel in New York."

After that, Winston poured a glass for Ye Ling himself.

Charon saw the actions of his immediate boss.

He walked to the door and walked out.

Taking the glass, Ye Ling took a sip.

Hmm!

Didn't taste anything special.

As expected, these are all gimmicks promoted by capitalists.

They are designed to take advantage of the rich.

"I'm not here to drink today, I'm here to order something from you."

Winston's heart skipped a beat.

Is there another blind killer who offended this guy?

He quickly searched for the latest killer reward in his mind.

There was none.

He was half relieved.

"Don't know what I have here that you need?"

Winston smiled his trademark gentle smile.

"Winston, come on, you are capable of great things!"

"Stark Enterprises' European subsidiary Renner Enterprises has changed its name"

"I think it's time to return it to its original owner."

Ye Ling's words made Winston feel half relieved, and he immediately started talking about it again.

He had never heard of European subsidiaries.

"Please give me some time."

Winston, who had always been calm and unhurried, saw sweat on his forehead.

He immediately picked up the phone and started checking.

A call was made directly to the headquarters of the Continental Hotel.

As the information found was constantly updated, the sweat on Winston's forehead increased instead of decreasing.

His brows increased. The wrinkles became deeper and deeper, and there were even a few more wrinkles.

Ten minutes later, Winston put down the phone.

He looked at Ye Ling with an expression of embarrassment.

"The Stark Enterprises subsidiary has found out, but this is the only thing……"

"I'm afraid the Continental Hotel can't take care of it either."

Ye Ling continued to shake the glass, as if he didn't hear anything.

Winston took out a piece of paper and handed it to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling glanced at it and raised his eyebrows.

"The Grammont family?"

After a long sigh, Winston said:

"The Continental Hotel is not the pinnacle of the killer world"

"On top of this, there is the High Table"

"They are the ones who control the world of killers"

"Continental hotels are spread all over the world because of the support of the High Table Council."

After listening to Winston's story,

Ye Ling probably got a glimpse of the situation of the High Table Council.

The Continental Hotel is only an industry of the High Table Council. The one who usurped the Stark Enterprises' property was one of the members of the High Table Council.

French Grape The Monte family.

Winston has no say at all

"It seems that you are willing to go all out to tell me this secret."

"Aren't you afraid that the High Table will kill you?"

Winston smiled helplessly.

"Do I have any other options?"

Putting down the wine glass, Ye Ling patted Winston on the shoulder.

"Relax, I'm easy to talk to."

"Well, tell that Grammont family"

"Whatever you eat, just spit it out for me"

"Just give me some compensation and let this matter go."

Winston smiled bitterly after hearing this.

Sure enough, this person can't be at a disadvantage.

He picked up the phone again and dialed the High Table Council hotline at the headquarters.

Before Winston could speak, Ye Ling took the phone directly.

"The High Table?"

"Please tell a Grammont family"

"I vomited out the Stark Industries I ate."

"Within three days, I want to see the sincerity of the Grammont family"

"That's all, hang up."

The phone fell and Winston was stunned.

Looking at the phone hung up by Ye Ling, he was in a daze.

He turned to look at Ye Ling.

Is this a plan to kill me?

No matter what the outcome of Grammont is, the High Table Council will definitely not He would let himself go.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Winston's mind.

Hesitation would lead to defeat, so he chose...Ye Ling!