Marvel's Swordsman

Zhang Jun walked up step by step.

See the other party coming.

Two killers on the left and right shouted. "Burn him. Burn him quickly."

The guy with the lighter was also scared, and immediately poured a big gulp of wine into his mouth, pointed at the flame of the lighter, and sprayed the wine violently.

澎

A flame rushed straight at Zhang Jun, and Zhang Jun dodged it with a flash.

"Keep burning, burn him to death. You must burn him to death."

The two killers grabbed their companion's arms and shouted again and again.

Seeing that the other party was not dead, that guy took another sip, ready to breathe fire.

Zhang Jun was not interested in playing with the opponent, so he rushed forward suddenly, grabbed the wine bottle from the killer's hand,

Sprinkle them.

The leading killer still held a flaming lighter in his hand.

As soon as it touches the high concentration of alcohol like vodka, it burns immediately.

"what"

The three killers were all on fire, and the high-temperature flames made them scream.

They ran wildly and rolled all over the ground.To put out the fire on them.

It's a pity it's too late

In less than a minute, a disgusting smell floated over.

Zhang Jun frowned, not wanting to stay here any longer.

The killers in the hotel should be killed in sevens and eighties.

As for the remaining kittens and puppies, Zhang Jun is not very interested.

He walked to the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.

Ding Dong

Before the elevator door opened, the voice sounded first.

Hearing the sound, Winston stood up holding his cane, and looked anxiously at the elevator door.

A second later, the elevator doors opened.

But the scene in front of him made him completely terrified.

Zhang Jun came out of the elevator covered in blood.

The blood on his body was as if he had just stepped out of a pool of blood.

bloodstained

Winston could stand no longer.He was standing slumped on the chair.

He looked at Zheng Long with disbelief.

"you"

This is impossible.The Continental Hotel had nearly 200 killers tonight.

The other party killed all his men.

Winston shouted to Charon, the supervisor behind him. "Go down there and take a look. What happened?"

Zheng Long didn't care, let alone care about Charon's departure.

砰

Zhang Jun put the two sabers on the table, sat in the original position, picked up the wine bottle, and took a big gulp.

After fighting for so long just now, I was sweating from exhaustion, just to quench my thirst.

Zhang Jun looked at the distant scenery while drinking wine.

From the heights, the view of New York is unobstructed.

As the sun sets, the afterglow falls on the city, revealing a touch of sadness.

Just like how I feel now.

It's so sad

Made $300 million

Converted into Huaxia coins, there are more than 2 million.

So rich all of a sudden.

For a while, Zhang Jun didn’t know how to spend it well.

I now own a luxury car.Should I buy a villa?

When Zhang Jun plans to spend money.

In less than 2 minutes, Charon came back.

He walked to Winston's side in a panic, lowered his head and muttered a few words.

Winston slumped on the chair as if he had lost his backbone.

200 killers are gone

Oh, God

How long has it been? Half an hour?

He killed all my killers No. 200

how can that be

Winston couldn't believe what he was hearing, but

He just stood right in front of him.

This made Winston believe no matter how much he couldn't believe it.

"who are you"

Zhang Jun turned his head when he heard this, and put down his glass.

"Owner of a bar can we talk now?"

"Don't think it's great just because you can kill my men. We have more than a dozen branches around the world and tens of thousands of killers. If you anger us, you will be hunted endlessly."

Zhang Jun smiled and looked at Winston who was still holding on.

"Maybe you are really that powerful. But let me ask. Do you have a branch in China?"

Hearing Zhang Jun's question, Winston immediately didn't know how to answer.

Zhang Jun drew out his gun and pointed at Winston's head, and said fiercely.

"I can't completely eradicate your Continental Hotel, but I can guarantee it. I can definitely kill you and blow up this hotel. At that time, I want to know whether the reward order you issued is still effective, even if I give you the so-called high table afterwards. Chase, I will return to China in the worst case. Do you think the people from Gaodai table dare to chase me to China to settle accounts with me?"

"Or give yourself a way out and cancel the fatwa. Whichever way you choose, you choose Mr. Winston."

Feeling the gun pointed at his forehead, Winston, who has always been known for his shrewdness, no longer had the calmness of the past at this time.

He was ruthless when he gave orders and decided a person's life or death.

But when his own life and death are in the hands of others, his heart beats faster.

Maintaining the honor of the high table

Defend to the death the rules of the Continental Hotel

While Winston was still hesitating, Zhang Jun pulled the firing pin back with his thumb.

Hearing the sound of the firing pin of the pistol turning, Winston knew his answer instantly.

"Okay, I agree to your request and cancel John Wick's fatwa."

"That's right. You are very smart when it comes to recognizing current affairs. I need you to continue to be sensible in the future and don't do stupid things."

Zhang Jun stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered John Wick.

Zhang Jun stopped and said. "By the way, I forgot all about it. By the way, cancel my hunting gold as well."

"What. No"

Zhang Jun interrupted him. "One is cancelled, but both are cancelled. Why?"

Winston asked through gritted teeth. "Why are you wading into this muddy water? Do you have anything to do with John Wick?"

Zhang Jun shrugged and said. "It doesn't matter. This time he spent 3 million US dollars to entrust me to help deal with his troubles. In fact, if you had originally offered 700 million US dollars to hire me, maybe I would personally help you kill him."

Winston would not believe Zhang Jun's words at all.

He looked at Zhang Jun's back, as if he didn't care at all whether he would shoot coldly in the back.

Charon saw Zhang Jun walking into the elevator and he said urgently. "Sir, you really have to agree to the other party's request."

"Otherwise, do we have any ability to deal with each other?"

"This"

said Winston gloomily. "Ask Charlie to come over and clean up and resume business as soon as possible."

Charon nodded. "I'll make arrangements right away"

Winston was very angry and took out his cell phone to call the backstage staff, canceling the fatwa for Zhang Jun and John Wick.

John Wick hears the noise and wakes up.

He looked up and saw that Zhang Jun walked in from outside.

"Are you OK"

"It's okay, your matter has been resolved. They have canceled the fatwa and will not hunt you anymore."

"What?" John Wick was so surprised that he almost couldn't close his mouth when he heard that his fatwa had been cancelled.

solved

Just one night

how can that be

Just when John Wick shook his head in disbelief.

He could hear whistling from the street in the distance.

Through the glass door without glass, John Wick recognized the other person as his colleague at a glance, and he was somewhat famous in the New York killer world.

He hastily pulled out his gun, just as he was about to fight back.

The tall man, who looked more like a rugby player than a killer, took out his phone and saw the text message canceling the killing order.

He immediately stretched out his finger and gave John Wick the middle finger.

This guy is lucky.

Otherwise, he would be able to kill him and become the No. [-] killer in New York.

Now that the bounty has been lifted, he has no interest in killing John Wick.

Not only him, John Wick saw the two killers who were still chasing him before, and they all turned around and left.

Seeing the situation in front of him, even if John Wick didn't believe it, he had to believe it.

The bounty order has really been cancelled.

"How did you do it?" John Wick looked at Zhang Jun and the others. He still couldn't believe them.

Zhang Jun waved his hand and shouted. "You don't need to know this. Bring the gold coins. Otherwise, the one who chases you next time will no longer be the killer of the Continental Hotel, but me."