League of Legends

Chapter 44 The Assassin Orders Meals

"check out!"

"Ah... well, just a moment, sir."

"You're surprised?"

In the lobby on the first floor, Baker supported the counter with one hand, tilted his head, and looked at a young male receptionist standing inside with a half-smile.

A trace of panic flashed in the male receptionist's eyes, and while flicking the computer keyboard, he forced a smile: "No, sir, it's just that you just checked in."

Baker sighed: "I can't help it, I don't live happily."

The male receptionist pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Baker said, "Are you Albanian?"

The male receptionist paused slightly as he tapped the keyboard.

Baker nodded, said he understood, and pointed at the countertop: "Hurry up, tell your boss, if you have any last words, hurry up, because I will find him soon."

talking.

Baker turned and walked towards the door of the hotel.

The male receptionist couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Baker's figure disappear at the hotel entrance.

next second.

"boom!"

"boom!"

A bullet broke the glass from the outside and flew in, and then, while turning a corner in the air, it blasted from the left side of the male receptionist's head to the right side.

For an instant.

Red.

White.

In an instant, a high-pitched female scream came from the hotel reception desk.

Outside the hotel.

Baker sneered, stopped a taxi, and after telling an address, the taxi started quickly.

15 minute later.

Located at the entrance of a very distinctive hotel in the center of Seville, the rough car stopped.

Baker got out of the car and looked up.

Intercontinental Hotel, sparkling.

Baker hadn't planned to come and stay at the Intercontinental Hotel, because one gold coin per night at the Intercontinental Hotel was equivalent to US$[-] per night.

Grab money.

Baker has money, and gold coins too, but surely the money is not spent like this, just as Baker's math is as bad as other assassins?

Please, for God's sake, Baker is one of the top three graduates of the finance department of New York University in the United States.

Wouldn't he convert it?

But right now?

I can't help it.

Because the InterContinental Hotel has rules, non-InterContinental Hotel guests are not allowed to enter the bar inside.

The two attendants at the entrance of the Intercontinental Hotel in Seville glanced at Baker, and then turned their eyes away.

This is my own.

Baker followed the revolving door and went in.There are not many guests in the hotel lobby on the Seville side.

"Good afternoon, sir, do you need to check in?"

"Correct."

Baker took out a gold coin from his pocket, put it on it and pushed it over: "hero, H, E, R, O, hero!"

The receptionist at the hotel here is also black.

And if you look carefully, it seems that this dark receptionist is somewhat similar to the receptionist in New York.

The receptionist showed a smile, took Baker's gold coins, and said to Baker, "Okay, Mr. Moulton, please wait a moment."

soon.

The receptionist activated a card and handed it over: "Room 0503, I wish you a pleasant stay, Mr. Moulton."

"I am not happy."

Baker said with a calm expression, took the card, walked straight towards the elevator, and then turned to look at the receptionist after taking two steps: "Is the travel planner there?"

The waiter Hei's expression was still bright: "The planner is always here, do I need to make an appointment for you as a sommelier?"

"of course."

"this way please."

The black waiter tapped a few times on the computer, then walked out of the reception desk, and made a gesture of invitation to Baker.

As a travel planner, when you go to a strange place to perform a task, it is actually the same as traveling. You can't travel aimlessly. Similarly, you can't go to a place to kill people without any plan.

To put it bluntly, travel planners are actually local intelligence providers.

As for the sommelier?

The trip has been planned, and the next step is to go to play. During the play, you will definitely be hungry. There is no doubt that the sommelier will help you prepare all kinds of travel things.

The hidden door opened.

Baker walked into a room similar to a study, and a gentleman with glasses sat on a chair with his hands crossed and looked at Baker with a smile on his face.

"Albania."

"Hold on."

Beck's words were simple, and the travel planner didn't talk nonsense. After searching the computer in front of him, he got up and took out a file bag from the bookcase behind and handed it to Beck: "It was just updated last month."

Baker took over and didn't take it out to look at it. He just glanced at a sign with the number 2 on the upper right corner of the file bag, took out two gold coins from his pocket and put them on the table, then pointed to the door on the right. Ask the travel planner.

"Wait a moment." The travel planner's service attitude was very good, and the smile never left his face: "A guest is tasting red wine."

Baker nodded, pulled the chair in front of him and sat down.

After a while.

The travel planner reminded Baker: "Mr. Moulton, you can go over, I wish you a good meal!"

"I will."

Baker got up, made a gesture of putting the file bag in his arms, and then walked directly towards the door.

into the eye.

A wide variety of wines were placed in Becker's eyes. Later, Becker saw a middle-aged white man who seemed to be of Germanic descent standing on the side of the gun expo display stand.

in fact.

The InterContinental Hotel is the InterContinental Hotel, whether it is a travel planner or a sommelier, these people all set up shop outside.

but……

Seville is actually not a big place, and it is not the capital of Spain. Naturally, a small place has a small place plan.

"The German sommelier put down a German pistol in his hand, smiled at Baker and said, "Good afternoon, Mr. Moulton. "

Baker stared at the various weapons on the counter: "I want to appreciate them."

"of course."

The German sommelier walked to the vertical counter and looked at the various German pistols lined up inside: "German products are always the most stable choice."

Beck showed a slight smile: "How about Austria?"

"Glock!" The Germanic sommelier looked at Baker and smiled and praised: "Great taste, Mr. Moulton, Glock 34 and 64 caliber, adjustable handle, wide slot, easy to load, you will definitely Love how easy it is to carry.”

Baker took a 34-caliber Korok, weighed it, and nodded to the sommelier.

The sommelier still smiled: "Is there anything else you need, Mr. Moulton."

Baker took out a gold coin and put it in front of the sommelier: "That's enough."

The sommelier said, "Do you want me to guide you to the tailor?"

Baker thanked him, then declined.

intelligence.

gun.

These two are enough. In fact, if the Intercontinental Hotel didn't stipulate that one gold coin can be exchanged for a pistol when buying an information worth more than two gold coins, Baker would not come to buy a pistol.

but?

One gold coin to buy?

It is unreasonable to be cheap and not profitable. If you convert more, you can buy any pistol with one gold coin.

This is why Baker chose Austria instead of Germany.

Germany is stable.

But Austria is expensive.

……

(End of this chapter)