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Seeing the seriousness of what Duwei said, John couldn't help but be concerned about this female killer named Perkins.

Although he didn't quite believe that someone would actually dare to attack him without regard for his own life under the rules of the Continental Hotel.

But John also knows very well how much influence $40 million can have on some poor and crazy killers.

Based on the current prices in China, US$40 million is enough to buy a large flat overlooking the night view in Manhattan, New York.

With such a bounty amount, some reckless men will indeed become interested in him.

Not to mention that the way John walked into the lobby with a serious injury just now caught the eyes of many people.

John who was in perfect condition was called Night Stalker, but John who was seriously injured could only be regarded as a Night Dog.

If someone is really interested in that money, they will not miss such an opportunity.

"Thank you, but why do you want to help me?"

While thanking him, John also had deep doubts in his heart.

Speaking of which, the first meeting between the two parties was not pleasant from John's perspective.

Because he was injured while performing a mission, he urgently needed a doctor to perform surgery on him to remove the bullet.

So John used a gun to force Du Wei, a doctor who had just come off work, to perform surgery on him.

Although John paid much more than the normal price afterwards and the conversation between the two parties went smoothly.

But such a relationship is obviously not worth Du Wei's help in such a life-and-death matter.

Not to mention that he had specifically told him about Yusef's stay at the Red Circle Club.

Facts have proved that Du Wei did not lie, and the information Du Wei gave was exactly the same as that given by Winston.

But unlike Winston, Duwei directly told John.

This means that Duwei is not afraid of Vigo or Yusef knowing about this.

In other words, Du Wei seemed to have no inhibitions and no worries about revenge.

Even Winston knows that walls have ears, but he is not afraid at all.

According to his killer intuition, this kind of person either has low emotional intelligence and dies quickly, or he has enough confidence in his own strength!

But pardoning his blindness, he really didn't see that Du Wei had the potential for the latter.

This doctor who had just performed a suturing operation on himself looked extremely tired and did not look like a strong 'professional' at all.

On the contrary, the sexy female companion next to Du Wei made John feel a tingling sensation in his vital parts from time to time.

This is what it should feel like to be a peer.

To sum up, John really didn't understand the benefits of Duwei's involvement in his affairs.

People will not help another person out of nowhere, either because of love or because of profit.

So he couldn't figure out what Du Wei was trying to do.

John originally thought that Du Wei would shirk his question, but he did not expect that Du Wei had no intention of concealing anything and said very straightforwardly:

"Because I need your superb killing skills to work for me.

Having a former top killer owe me a favor is a very good deal for me."

"Then you may have made the wrong decision. Everyone dies, and I am no exception.

This time, I'm not sure I can escape unscathed. They know me too well...

So they must know that I will come back to them, and that my reward will remain in effect until I die.

Maybe one day I will be killed by a homeless man on the roadside.

Your investment is destined to fail, just let it go, this is not your war and does not require your intervention."

John put down his upper body clothes to cover the wound on his waist, supported the table with his hands and stood up, ready to see off the guests.

Duwei stood up, packed the contents of the first aid kit and put his business card under the bottle of whiskey.

"Killed by a homeless man? That's not the end of you.

I believe that since you have been able to help Viggo establish new power.

Then now you also have the ability to take the crown off his head.

But in the near future, you will need a new identity, a new identity to avoid being hunted."

After finishing speaking, Du Wei took Genmei and left John's room.

John looked at the closed door, picked up the bourbon and poured it into his mouth.

The light business card fell to the ground with John's movements.

He helped Vigo establish a great underground force, but in fact he was not alone that day.

He asked the Camorra family for help that day, and he made a blood oath.

So Du Wei still didn't fully understand him after all.

John's eyes fell on the black and gold business card on the handmade carpet. After thinking for a while, he reluctantly bent down and picked up the business card.

After he memorized the number on it in his mind, he took a lighter and burned the business card, then poured whiskey on the fire, completely obliterating the number on the business card.

Regardless, Du Wei seems to have access to information that he does not.

And information is what the weak John needs most.

Last time he completed the impossible mission with the help of the Camorra family, this time he may have to rely on Du Wei's intelligence to complete his revenge.

It's just that he is still considering whether to owe Du Wei a favor.

Because he realized that what he needed to pay in exchange for Du Wei's information was obviously not gold coins, but something more important than gold coins, something he traded with the Camorra family - a blood contract.

At that time, he must do whatever Du Wei wants him to do. This is a matter of principle.

Otherwise, Continental Hotel will remove him from the membership list.

This also meant that he completely lost the protection of the Continental Hotel and the peaceful life he deserved after years of struggle.

John, who was lying on the bed and was thinking, suddenly noticed the door lock turning slightly.

With Duwei's reminder, John immediately realized that there was really a bold killer ready to take action inside the Continental Hotel!

Without hesitation, John grabbed the epinephrine needle and inserted it into the vein.

With adrenaline flowing in his blood, every nerve in John's body was mobilized.

He gently took out a silenced Glock from under the pillow, and using the characteristics of his bare feet, he landed lightly on the carpet without making any sound.

At this time, a figure wearing leather clothes and holding a gun in both hands carefully pointed from the door towards the room.

The first thing she saw was a large bed that had not fully rebounded, as if someone was lying there just a second ago...

Last second?!

The female killer named Perkins instantly realized something was wrong, and then pointed a cold gun at Perkins' head.

Perkins smiled awkwardly, threw the pistol five meters away, then raised his hands and smiled awkwardly:

"Hey, John, you're still up so late? It's not good for your recovery."

John looked at the female killer in front of him and had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Duwei was right, Perkins really came to kill him!

This kind of personally accurate information is really shocking.

It was normal for Vigo to be tempted by stupid killers when he announced a higher reward, but Duwei was able to accurately find the individual, which was somewhat beyond John's expectation.

However, despite his inner unrest, John's outward expression was still calm and calm.

"It's Viggo, right? That's not a wise choice."

When John pointed a gun at his head, Perkins didn't show much fear.

She is someone who dares to break the rules, but John is obviously not one.

In this case, what does she have to panic about?

People who break the rules will always be more confident than those who follow the rules.

I saw her saying calmly

"Hey, I can't help it, who told him to give too much.

you may not know

, my parents died young, and I still have three younger brothers to support.

If they don't work hard to make money, the three younger brothers will starve to death.

Compared with this, the rules of the Continental Hotel are nothing."

John was too lazy to talk nonsense to Perkins and asked directly:

"Tell me, where is Vigo?"

Perkins grinned:

"You want to know? Give me $40 million and I will consider telling you.

Otherwise you might as well kill me."

Perkins turned her head and faced the pistol staring at her head. She didn't panic at all.

Even if she came to kill John, she was sure that John did not dare to shoot.

Because there are only two eternal rules for Continental Hotel members.

Rule 1: No killing is allowed in the Continental Hotel.

Rule 2: When you make a blood oath, you must complete anything for the other party, even if it means death.

And John is famous for following the rules.

She didn't believe that John dared to shoot. The most he could do was give her a beating.

John also understands this, and obeying the rules often becomes a constraint for him sometimes.

If Perkins is convinced that he can't shoot, he will get no information at all.

So John raised his thumb, turned on the safety of the gun, and at the same time put the gun close to Perkins' eyebrows and said angrily:

"You think I can't shoot, right? I'm afraid you're wrong.

Do I still care about this broken rule if I have nothing?

Do you know what Yusef did? I will make him pay, but it starts with you!"

Hearing that John, who had always been calm and composed, actually started to tremble with anger because of his anger.

There was a trace of panic visible in Perkins' eyes.

To be honest, she has never been a top killer, nor has her mentality been as stable as a rock.

She didn't want to die, she didn't want to die now, so she was scared.

Especially when she saw John's fingers turning white due to exertion, she finally couldn't help the fear in her heart and spoke:...

"I don't know where Viggo is."

Seeing the dissatisfied look on John's face, Perkins immediately added:

"But I know how to find him.

There is a base underneath a church near Cannon Court in New York.

Viggo hid all his personal belongings there.

As long as you destroy that place, Viggo will definitely appear."

"Thanks."

John knocked him unconscious with an elbow and tied him to a chair, then packed his bags and prepared to leave for New York.

Not long after he left, two figures reappeared on this floor, it was Du Wei and Gen Mei who had left earlier.

They returned to John's door, and Genmei took out a homemade machine about the same size as a POS machine and approached the door lock.

Then he asked while using it to automatically crack the door lock code:

"By the way, wouldn't it be bad if we went to his room quietly like this?"

Du Wei smiled, glanced at the monitor that was playing still images in a loop, and said:

"Don't worry, he won't stay here after learning new clues. There will only be trouble inside the door."

As soon as Du Wei finished speaking, the door lock made a clear click.

The door opened.

There were no signs of a fierce fight inside the door, but there was a comatose female killer who had been strangled with a rope on a chair in the middle of the room.

Seeing this scene, Genmei's eyes became strange.

Is this trouble? She is clearly a woman who can be manipulated at will.

Could it be that Du Wei has this weird hobby? That’s why he doesn’t react to her normal self?

Do you want to try a leather suit next time?

Genmei, who was just thinking wildly, immediately saw a shocking scene.

this

Du Wei actually opened the window in the room, then lifted the chair with the person tied up and threw it down!

There was no sloppiness at all, and the entire operation was so smooth that Genmei was stunned.

Is Emotional Du Wei here just to kill people?

The intense sense of weightlessness at high altitude quickly revived Perkins from his coma.

But when she woke up, she was quite confused about her situation.

Why is she flying?

She didn't have time to think about the outcome.

A sharp pain swept through her entire mind.

boom!

Unfortunately, the car was hit by a falling object and made a sharp siren sound.

The broken glass stained with blood all around told the horror of the scene.

Genmei stiffly poked her head out and looked at the tragic scene in front of her, not understanding the intention of Du Wei's move.

Du Wei was very satisfied when he heard that the twenty-day reward had arrived.

Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the more deadly she is. If Perkins is left alone, twenty more lives will be lost in her hands before she is punished.

It doesn't matter if John doesn't dare to kill people here now, Du Wei does.

After all, people who die outside the Continental Hotel do not count as murders in the Continental Hotel.

I'm afraid even Winston never thought that someone would take advantage of this loophole to kill people.

"Let's go, don't be so surprised, I just ended a murderer who was full of evil in advance.

This guy who ignores the rules and wants to kill someone in a Continental Hotel can cause far more damage than you or I can imagine."

Genmei looked at Du Wei speechlessly. Du Wei must be one of the people who ignore the rules...

However, Genmei also knew that since Du Wei was able to kill Perkins cleanly and neatly, it proved that this guy would probably commit some serious crimes in the future.

Just like the 'irrelevant numbers' spit out by the machine.

These people are either victims or perpetrators.

Obviously, Perkins is the latter.

Genmei had no objection to this kind of preventive measures in advance, but she was surprised by the sudden development of things.

She thought they had to at least interrogate the information before taking action, right?

Who would have thought that Du Wei would directly kill anyone who might have information?

"Hey, Du Wei, if you kill her, where should we go to find John?"

Du Wei shook his head:

"Looking for him? No need to look for him, he will naturally come to us when he needs help.

But you, are you ready to go to New York?"

Genmei raised her eyebrows and repeated with some confusion:

"Going to New York?"

"That's right, you don't think the Samaritans' target is just a little Princeton, do you?

Princeton is just a pilot. Our real battlefield is in New York, which is the headquarters of Desima Technology and the real hideout of the Samaritans."

After hearing Du Wei's explanation, Genmei was vaguely aware of a terrible fact.

"Are you saying that whether it's Ebola or Samaritan, they're just using the city of Princeton for pilot experiments?"

"Is such that."

After receiving the confirmation, Genmei fell into silence. What Gao Taizuo did was really not putting human life at all!

Without their efforts to stop the High Table, Princeton would have quickly become a ghost town due to the Ebola virus.

Now, Du Wei mentioned New York. It is very likely that there is a bigger conspiracy brewing in that city, so they need to go there.

"By the way, can't you tell us what happened?"

Du Wei spread his hands and looked helpless:

"Then I have to wait for the machine to tell me, but a machine that enters a silent state doesn't like to talk to people, don't you think it's a machine?"

As expected, the machine didn't answer.

Genmei looked at Du Wei doubtfully:

"You said these things were told to you by a machine?

But even if it enters the silent state, it will send important numbers to me and let me solve the problem as the executor.

It didn’t even mention anything about New York.”

"Isn't that normal? Machines don't always choose the right people to do the right things.

Obviously, I’m more suited to things in New York.”

Looking at Du Wei's expression that doesn't seem to be fake and the machine whose depth can never be guessed.

Genmei reluctantly accepted this statement:

"Then when do we leave?"

Du Wei glanced at the mobile phone interface where the message popped up:

"Soon, but we may have to work overtime tonight.

Finch just sent the news that the Army Institute of Virology is preparing to transfer the virus under the cover of night."

"Those Level 4 viruses?"

Du Wei nodded and said:

"Judging from the protective properties of the vehicles heading to the Institute of Virology, it should be those level four viruses.

It seems that they can no longer withstand the pressure of public opinion.

You did a great job on this matter, and even now they still think it was the 'Ndrangheta.

In addition, Finch has asked Riese and McKell, who have taken out the positioning chip, to observe there, and now they are waiting for us to pass."

Hearing this, Genmei took Du Wei and hurried to the room.

"Why do you always like short notice?

Give me a moment, I need to change into civilian clothes. These clothes are not suitable for combat.

But what are you going to do with these extremely dangerous things? Leave it to Walter to study?"

"Research?"

Du Wei chuckled:

"Who said I want to study it? I just want to use the remaining cloud bomb to send them to the sky together.

This dangerous virus should not be out of reach of humans.

You have also met Caesar. Caesar's appearance was an accident that occurred while studying the effects of viruses on Alzheimer's disease.

What do you think will emerge if others continue to study it? Tyrannosaurus? Tyrant? King Kong? Godzilla? Or an alien?"

"Although I don't understand what you are talking about, it does feel very bad.

But before that, can you help me unzip the zipper on my back?"

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