Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

The Legend of Two Wolves, inside the theater.

On the stage, dancers danced.

In the audience, the elders were calm.

However, the voice behind her made the hostess here frown.

"Ok?"

The black emblem and the exquisite inscription represent the High Table. Black is the symbol of the Inquisition.

"Stop." The hostess shouted loudly, and all the dancers on the stage stopped. "Get off first."

The dancers retreated from the stage in confusion, and three men in black walked out of the stage curtain. They all held a rib and stood solemnly on the stage, like three statues.

"I don't understand the agreement between the Roma Gang and the High Table." The hostess said softly, "Besides, I have already handed over the rights to my granddaughter Katia."

"John Wick, I heard that he came to you." The female judge looked at the hostess of the Roma Gang and said word by word, "I know that there will be an agreement between the Roma Gang and the High Table, so this time I asked them not to kill on your territory, Ms. Angelica.”

"I thought Giordani had already reported it to you." Mother-in-law Angelica looked up at the female inquisitor and smiled, "He wants to go home, and I am just welcoming the children who have left home. He brought I came here with my pass to help the High Table deal with a killer named 'Six'."

"Our people said that they saw a killer from the Yan Kingdom drinking alcohol in the territory of the Roma Gang..."

"That is our friend, but not the 'No. 6' you are looking for, Ms. Inquisitor." Mother-in-law Angelica said calmly, interrupting the female inquisitor, "As you know, Russia and Yanguo We have always been on good terms, so it shouldn’t be too much to say that some of my subordinates have friends from the Yan Kingdom, right?”

"People from the Yan Kingdom always guard their shortcomings. Maybe that Yan Kingdom guy is here to help 'No. 6'?" The female judge said with some dissatisfaction, "You shouldn't have let him go. Where have they gone?"

"John went to Morocco, and Chen went to Yanguo." Mother-in-law Angelica stood up slowly. Her tall figure made her look down at the female judge from the High Table Tribunal. She slowly stretched out her hands and clasped them together. , said softly: "If the High Table needs it, I will tell you everything, but if you feel that the way I handled it is inappropriate, you can feel free to send your men to kill me."

"I have been loyal and I will obey."

Feeling the darkness in the theater, countless pairs of eyes were staring at the female judge. Her face was a little confused at the moment. She looked at Angelica's face fiercely, and then said softly to the stage: "Let's go Bar."

Watching the female inquisitor and his entourage leave, Granny Angelica's old face was obviously relieved. It seemed that the "fortune teller" that the Yan country man gave her before leaving was really accurate. He was worthy of being from the great eastern country. Mysterious power.

She waved her hand gently, ordering the secretly guarded Roma gang to withdraw.

Chen Yan didn't tell her. In fact, he just watched the plot. Although the plot has changed now, he still needs to be careful.

The female judge who walked out of the theater looked back with some confusion, and the bald man beside her said softly: "Do you need us to take action? Madam Judge."

"No...she didn't lie." The female inquisitor shook her head slightly, seeming to be thinking, "If Wick went to Morocco...Casablanca."

"John is going to see the elders."

"Then...I'll leave now." Baldhead bowed.

"No." The female judge raised her hand and refused, "Go to Bowery Street first. I want to ask something."

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"Sofia...it's always nice to see you."

Morocco, Casablanca, Mohamed Mint. A well-dressed old man was now welcoming the two uninvited guests with open arms, and his name was Belada.

"And your dogs too, they're great, can I pet them?"

"Of course." Sophia smiled, "Dahir, go ahead."

The dog trotted obediently and came to Berada's side. Berada squatted down and stroked Sophia's wolfdog, saying words like "awesome" and "good dog" from time to time.

John and Sophia looked at each other, is this guy also a dog lover?

"Jonathan Wick, what a rare visitor." Bellada raised his eyes to look at John, who was standing stupidly aside, and said in a melodious tone, "I have already heard the news that you are here."

He stood up slowly, walked to John, patted John on the shoulder, and gave John a polite smile: "Come with me, I hope you don't think I didn't entertain you well."

Afterwards, Bellada took John's sleeve and led John into the mint. Sophia had no choice but to call her dog and follow closely.

The general gold coins of the Continental Hotel are continuously produced from such factories. Gold is mixed with a certain proportion of other metals to cast gold coins one after another. The air is filled with the temperature of metal and high-temperature air waves. Bellada looks at it John and Sophia smiled slightly with their slightly curious eyes. It can only be said that there is really nothing about these two that can make them scream in surprise. After all, one is the famous "Night Devil" and the other is becoming the owner of the Moroccan Continental Hotel. Before becoming a manager, his reputation was only one level higher than that of "Night Stalker".

I don’t need to repeat how ruthless a woman who has been able to join the management of a mainland hotel was before.

"I must admit, I am very curious as to what kind of wind brought you to me." Berada had a faint smile on his face. He led John and Sophia through the long passage, and on both sides of the passage , is a busy mint worker, working enthusiastically, "Let me confirm in advance, you are not here to kill me, right?"

"..." John thought about it seriously, and then said firmly, "No."

"Oh my god, I was just joking," Bellada said awkwardly, "You actually want to think about it seriously..."

"I'm a little worried now about whether it was a wise decision to let you in."

Door, open.

"Do you know where the term Assassin comes from? Mr. Wick"

In the empty hall, there were display cabinets on the left and right. Berada made a "come in" gesture to John and Sophia, and then walked to the coffee table beside him.

"Some people say that the assassin's sting came from Hashashin, a follower of Hassan." Berada poured a glass of wine for each of them, and then slowly walked towards them, "Some people say that the Hashish smokers came from India."

"Thank you, I don't drink." Sophia politely refused the wine glass handed by Berada.

"But some people think that this word comes from 'Asasiyun', which means 'one who has faith and abides by faith.'" Berada walked around the venue and described softly, taking a sip of his wine, "In fact, Su Fia, when you said the word 'Assassin Brotherhood' to me on the phone, I already felt something was wrong."

"Mr. Wick, are you sure that the 'Blood Dragon' you are chasing is from the 'Assassin Brotherhood'?"

John calmly poured the wine in the glass into his mouth, and then said in a low voice:

"Yeah..."