devil priest in marvel exorcism

"Mr. Winston, you are getting old.

Your ambition is gone and your past achievements are just history.

Our industry is cruel, and no one can rest on their laurels.

But like you said, I'm still young.

Much younger than you.

In other words, just because you can’t do something, doesn’t mean I can’t do it either.

In other words, just because you don’t want to do something because of some selfish desires, it doesn’t mean that I can’t do it.

I came with the most elite troops this time.

Everyone is the elite among the elite selected from the headquarters. "

As he spoke, he seemed to feel that the time had come.

The judge looked at the time on his watch and sneered.

"Looking at the current time, I estimate that more than 50 heavily armed elite killers have arrived at the designated location as ordered.

Or you have already made preparations and are about to arrive at the designated location.

Immediately encircle and suppress the target person.

As long as I give the order... No, I don't need to give the order, just one more minute.

According to the orders given in the tactical meeting held before the battle.

Regardless of whether that goal has anything to do with you or not, it will become history.

Mr. Winston, do you know why there is such an order?

Just to prevent you from jumping over the wall and detaining me, you want to stop this action.

But fortunately, you haven't lost your mind yet. At that point, maybe you still have a little fear of the headquarters of Continental Hotel in your heart! "

Winston stared at him angrily.

Your hair, which is perfectly styled, seems to be sticking up at this moment.

He couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if he really got rid of that girl, Frank, and even that Dolby.

There will be a madman flying a bomber, bringing a plane of bombs to the sky above the Continental Hotel, and dropping them all.

There was still a flash of red light, and the entire Continental Hotel, including the people inside, was drawn into nothingness.

Or it was a monster with a kind face but strange powers, tearing her old arms and legs, as well as the Continental Hotel he had run for many years, into pieces one by one like building blocks.

No matter which of these three happens, it is the last consequence that Winston wants to see.

Just because I'm worried about the terrible consequences.

That's why he almost tried to suppress the matter by forcefully disregarding his old face.

Compromise, even to the point of doing one's best.

But it was obvious that all his efforts had been destroyed by the idiot judge in front of him.

He once begged that guy named Frank so humbly.

He suppressed the discomfort in his heart in order to please the little skeleton girl who was always under his clothes.

Add a Disney children's style to the originally very serious hotel.

All of this, all the efforts and concessions he had made, at this moment, were all destroyed by the idiot in front of him.

Look at the playful look in the other person's eyes.

In other words, the proud look that the other party showed deliberately.

The anger suddenly disappeared from Winston's face.

It was like he had never been angry before.

At the same time, he said teasingly.

"Referee... no, now I should call you Mr. Idiot!

Don't rush to refute me, please listen to what I have to say first.

As your senior and elder, although I know that you will definitely not listen, I still want to tell you kindly.

After all, he has been in a high position for many years and has not had blood on his hands for a long time.Compared to when I was young, I have become a much kinder person.

Even if he is an idiot, sometimes I can't watch him jump off the cliff.

So, Mr. Idiot Judge.

It's best to make a phone call to stop your damn offensive order before things reach the point of no return.

Or run in now, pull out your white underwear and hang it on the flagpole before things get worst.

Apologize to the person you spoke of.

It doesn't matter if you want to go to hell yourself, please don't drag me down, okay?

Maybe I'm getting old?

I really can't understand what is going on in the mind of a person like you who desperately wants to die? "

The judge's lips turned blue with anger at Winston's merciless sarcasm.

"Hmph! Alarmist old guy!

Don't be too proud. After clearing the target, you will be next! "

"Idiot bastard!

Treat your good intentions like a donkey’s liver and lungs! "

“Asshole old guy!!

Even when death is imminent, you still talk a lot! "

……

Just when two guys who were considered to be in high positions in the killer world were swearing at each other.

The secret operation on the other side has also officially begun.

The special armed personnel who had lurked into the Continental Hotel for a long time tore off their disguises one after another.

In the words of the judge, the elites of the elites have indeed not fallen, and their names are worthy of their reputation.

They put on makeup and dispersed into the Continental Hotel. During the whole process, no outsiders noticed anything unusual.

I also know that when the plan was about to start to be implemented, they gathered spontaneously according to the agreement and attracted the attention of others.

Then, under the surprised gaze of others, they assembled into teams.

Not a single sound was made during the entire process.

But they also firmly attract all other people's attention to them.

"Who are these guys?

Do you know them? "

"Are they crazy? This is the Continental Hotel!

Are they looking like this to provoke the Continental Hotel? "

In the Continental Hotel, the killers who saw this scene were all shocked and couldn't believe their eyes.

Not to mention seeing the current scene with their own eyes, they had never even dared to think about it.

The originally quiet hotel immediately became audible.

The atmosphere gradually became tense and solemn.

This is the New York Continental Hotel, which strictly prohibits killing inside.

In other words, even large-scale gatherings are not allowed.

Every killer who comes to the Continental Hotel knows that there are rules in the Continental Hotel.

The regulations here cover all aspects.

The most important and strictest point is that killing is prohibited inside the hotel.

Whether it's a vendetta or a bounty.

As long as the target person is in the Continental Hotel, then this person is considered to be protected by the Continental Hotel.

No one can take advantage of this person until the Continental Hotel expels him from the hotel.

Let alone let this man die in the Continental Hotel.

To put it in a literary way, blood cannot stain the red carpet.

Although it sounds very literary to say this, in fact, it is an iron rule.

Anyone who breaks this rule will be expelled and given a reward.

Often the amount of this reward is also very huge.

In serious cases, they will be chased by mainland hotels.

This kind of situation is a fight to the death. Although it is rare in history, it is not unheard of.

This group of guys who suddenly broke their disguise and gathered together didn't look like they were going to kill anyone.

For the people who are currently in the killer industry and rely on the killer job, although the murderous aura is ethereal, invisible and intangible.

But in fact, they can feel it.

But now, they felt murderous intent from the armed personnel of this country.

Who are these strangers who suddenly appear with murderous intent directed at them?

Some of the more vigilant killers had already reached to the handles of their pistols and turned on the safety.

Killers are loners.

In other words, most killers are loners.

It’s not that there are no group assignments, but like this guy who appeared out of nowhere, a large team has at least 40 people.

Indeed, almost none, and it is alarming.

The killers all opened it, and the safety touched the butt of the gun.

At the same time, he began to hesitate in his heart.

After all, there is an iron rule within the Continental Hotel that no killing is allowed.

But looking at the current situation, if this group of strange armed forces suddenly appeared, they would shoot and attack.

There aren't as many of them as each other. If they don't fight back, wouldn't they be living targets at the scene?

Then the problem comes, in this case.

Do they fight back or don't they?

A group of killers were stunned by the sudden situation, and they all didn't know what to do.

Those who are more flexible have already started to move slowly towards the stairs or fire escapes and other key points of escape.

If you can’t fight in the secret realm, can’t you escape?

Others either have slower brain reactions, so they are too far away from those intersections. If they go there now, the killer will attract attention. It can be said that they are in a dilemma.

In the end, they had no choice but to turn their attention to the internal staff of the Continental Hotel, hoping that they could come forward and give an explanation.

It can even be said that based on the credibility established by Continental Hotels over the years.

Most of the killers present may have to trust the Continental Hotel when it comes to their judgment on this matter, even a little more than themselves.

In fact, the internal staff of the Continental Hotel, that is, the employees under Winston, were stunned for at least two seconds at this moment.

After all, it was an emergency. No matter whether it was the elite team, the judges, or the Continental Hotel headquarters, there was no notification.

At the same time, after so many years at the Continental Hotel, no one has ever dared to provoke.

In other words, there has been such a large-scale public provocation.

This is also the reason why the staff members were stunned on the spot.

It took another long time before someone walked out of the queue and politely asked the leader of the armed men.

"Sorry, sir.

Not allowed inside the Continental Hotel..."

Click!

The tall armed man raised his gun and aimed it at the waiter's head.

“Headquarters handles business and judges targets.

Do you still have any questions? "

The waiter felt the cold muzzle on his forehead and glanced at the other sign that the other party took out.

That's the Continental Hotel logo.

To be precise, it represents the sign that the administrators of the high table display when inspecting.

The waiter's back was immediately soaked with cold sweat.

It was a good training. He didn't wet his pants immediately, but asked calmly.

"Hello, Mr. Judge, our manager is not in the building, please allow me to call to inform..."

"unnecessary!"

The tall armed man collected the signs, but did not remove the pistol from the waiter's head.

"We will talk about Mr. Winston later.

Now tell me, are the guests on the fourth floor still there? "

Cold sweat dripped from the waiter's forehead.

He closed his eyes and seemed to think for a while before speaking.

"The guests on the fourth floor did not go out today and should still be resting in the guest rooms.

If you want to go to the fourth floor, please take the elevator over there. That elevator goes directly to the fourth floor. "

“We did not find the target going out.

According to our previous investigation, it seems that the elevator does not lead to the fourth floor...

It seems that you are very loyal to your general manager! "

Looking at the waiter who had collapsed on the ground, the tall armed hospital snorted disdainfully.

Turn around and lead the team up another elevator.

"

You should be thankful that my current mission is to completely eliminate the target.

In order not to alert the enemy, I have no choice but to execute you now.

But don't be too happy too early.

A die-hard Winston like you should be left to Mr. Judge to judge. "

At the entrance of the Continental Hotel, Winston and the judge, who were tired of scolding, looked at each other in silence.

Both of them had noticed the commotion in the hotel just now.

The knife was out of its sheath and there was no time to take it back.

Now we have to see if this knife is hard enough?Could it be that the target was missed and the teeth were broken instead?

The judge dialed the phone, and more than 40 heavily armed elite killers must go all out.

It would be better to kill 1000 by mistake than let one go.

No rules, no standards.

Maintaining the reputation and dignity of the managers of the Continental Hotel headquarters is the biggest rule.

Killing is prohibited in the Continental Hotel. This rule was originally an iron law jointly formulated by the managers of the high table.

The purpose is to maintain the supreme majesty of the high table.

But now, managers feel that their face is being stepped on.

If this person is not dealt with, this rule will naturally disappear and become meaningless.

"Mr. Winston, my elite team has already started taking action. At this point, don't you want to say something more?"

The judge snorted coldly and continued.

“Perhaps you were once a person who was really loyal to the organization, but now that you are old, perhaps your former focus and ambition have been worn away by the years.

Now pray in your final moments that the administrators of the High Table will be merciful and let you go. "

"It's you who shouldn't be praying. Pray that your stupidity and arrogance won't lead you into the bottomless abyss."

Winston remained calm in the face of the inquisitor's threats.

He believed that the more than 40 armed killers brought by the judge must be the elite of the elite.

But no matter how elite the killer is, he is still in the category of human beings.

And now, their target is inhuman!

Winston didn't believe that these business killers would succeed at all. He just hoped that if there was a real fight, it wouldn't be too intense and his hotel would be demolished.

As for what happens if Wanda and Frank pursue the case afterwards?

Winston turned his attention to the proud judge.

Isn’t this a ready-made punching bag!