The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

As a killer, there is no doubt that Sandel needs to be punished by the Continental Hotel.

But as a customer?

If it is said that the customer is God in that industry, this point is implemented and runs through the whole, then the killer industry dares to say that it is the first, and no one dares to say that it is the second.

Is there an industry that can be done for the sake of customers, even at the cost of one's own life?

no.

So, in the killer world, the customer is God, not just an empty word, but a fact!

Sandel used this method to enter the Continental Hotel as a customer, and because of his public bounty, he could stay in the Continental Hotel until the task was completed.

As for why?

Perhaps the management of the Continental Hotel thought that one way to attract big customers is to tell the big customers in this way that the order is handed over to us, and before it is completed, as long as you need it, the Continental Hotel can guarantee your personal life. Safe, and at the same time, it will also be a way to show that the Continental Hotel will never finish eating one end and the other.

At least not during task execution.

As for after the list is complete?

Ha ha.

The transaction has ended, so it is natural to invite big customers out. Perhaps, the next wave will be when another person enters the Continental Hotel and offers a reward to the customer who just left.

The Continental Hotel is open for business, and no one can be killed. It only depends on whether the price is enough.

this point……

Similar to Lake, in this world, no one is immortal. If anyone is missing, the earth will still turn.

in the bar.

Lake played with the wine glass in his hand, and said again with great interest to Sandel opposite: "Tell me, I'm very interested, this is your money or your master's money."

Sandel's hands holding the armrest clenched a little. Obviously, the two words in Lake's mouth seemed to touch a certain pain point for Sandel.

but.

Sandel laughed out loud and looked at Lake: "The entire killer world is rumored that the killer Black King has a close relationship with the director of the law enforcement agency, Lake Edwin, and even the destruction of the textile factory seems to be related to the There is an anti-bone boy in the killer world, but everyone has nothing to do with it, but I am also curious, the relationship between Lake Edwin and the Black King, is also the relationship between the master and the slave?"

Lake shrugged: "If I say yes, don't you admit your own slave status too?"

Admit yourself to be your own slave?

What's the big deal.

If it weren't for the fact that the avatar did not change into a female version of Lake, if possible, to say that the female version of Lake is the RBQ of the male version of Lake, Lake can also say it.

Sandel laughed: "So, Mr. Black King admitted his relationship with Lake Edwin himself?"

Lake glanced at Sandel, hehe said with a smile: "Mr. Sandel, I know exactly what tricks you are playing. Do you want me to admit that I am the anti-bone boy of the killer world?"

Sandel's eyes flickered: "Do you dare?"

Lake laughed haha: "I want to say, okay, tell me, who rescued you from Washington."

Sandel's mouth curled into a sarcastic smile.

Lake frowned.

next second.

Lake shook his head: "Forget it, I've said enough nonsense with you, I'm tired of it."

talking.

Lake got up, swiped his right hand, and Glock made a seventeen-style shot.

boom!

puff!

After a gunshot, the entire Continental Bar fell into a dead silence in an instant, almost at the moment of the gunshot.

Even... even the air was frozen.

Only, the song "Take Me Home, Country Roads" that reverberated in the bar reverberated around like running water.

The eyes of the attendants and the many killers all fell on the table where Lake was sitting. Lake got up and held a gun in one hand, while Sandel, with his eyes wide open, leaned on his wheelchair and couldn't rest.

Even in the moments after his death, Sandel had a question on his mind.

How dare he?

How dare Lake, this is the Continental Hotel. For decades, the management of the Continental Hotel has used crazy killings to tell the entire killer world what a safe zone is in the killer world.

are you crazy?

This is not only Sandel's problem, but also the thoughts of countless killers in the bar at this moment.

Lake laughed, put away the gun, sat down again, and took a sip of the bourbon from the glass.

The stagnant time seems to be broken.

At the bar, the attendant hurriedly pressed the emergency button, and killers got up from their seats one after another, walking towards the exit in tacit understanding and silently.

How dare I?

Why don't you dare?

The murderous intention has already started, and it is invincible!

Lake took out a cigarette from the bad, lit it for himself, looked blankly at Sandel with his head up in his wheelchair, and sneered inside.

The only reason why the Continental Hotel still exists is that the Continental Hotel did not provoke Lake, that's all, and he needed to take orders from the Continental Hotel to make money.

at the moment?

Not to mention the mainland hotel, even if the Hydra dared to provoke him once, when the Hydra will only die, it will not be something that money can solve.

He is not short of money right now, no, he doesn't need money right now. Naturally, even if Hydra gave him all its assets to calm his anger, it would be impossible.

Simply put.

For this world, the novice protection period for Lake has been completely lost. If Lake has any scruples under the money lottery, then at present, Lake is truly unscrupulous.

ten minutes later.

The director of the Continental Hotel in New York, Winston in a suit and curly hair, and his black attendant, Charon, came out of the elevator.

After the big boss came out, several servants at the bar counter also turned around and left.

Winston walked behind Lake, looked at Sandel in the wheelchair, and sighed.

Charon, the black attendant, stepped aside, pushed Sandel's wheelchair aside, and took a chair.

Winston sat down, crossed his legs, looked at Lake, who was sitting opposite, and was silent for a moment: "Black King, you know, what is my favorite sentence?"

Lake said, "Rules, no rules, no doubt about us and animals?"

Winston nodded. "Yes."

Lake smiled and said, "Then do you know my rules?"

"Please say."

"No taboos!"

"..."

Winston looked sideways at Sandel, whose body was getting colder, and had a headache: "You're making it difficult for me."

Lake smiled. "You can follow the rules, I don't mind, Winston!"

His favorability for Winston is at least fifty or more. After all, Lake was able to join the Continental Hotel and become a freelance killer. The letter of recommendation was written by Winston, and Lake's The first order, which was also given by Winston, was considered to have allowed him to complete his application to join the Continental Hotel.

In the past, if the relationship between Lake and Emilia had not been exposed, if Lake did this, it was estimated that half an hour would be an expulsion order and a pursuit order.

but……

Standing behind the black king is Emilia, the immortal queen of today's dark world, the only queen who informs the immortal blood race in Europe.

"Hey!"

Winston sighed again and looked up at Lake: "The High Table is to maintain the rules of the Continental Hotel, of course."

Lake is still the same: "Do what you have to do, Winston, I can assure you that I will not take my anger on you just because you did what you had to do, you have my permission, Winston!"

After all, there is an old friendship. Although Lake's friendship will not stop Lake's murderous intentions when he is calculating against him, it is only limited to calculating. If Winston does something within the power he has to do, Lake doesn't care. of.

This is as necessary as people want to eat, and Lake will not take his anger at Winston because he wants to eat.

Winston shook his head: "Other people, I may have the right to issue a deportation order directly, but, you, I can't, I will tell the judge what happened here, as for the opinion of the High Table, I can't control it, from now on Begin, Dark King, you are no longer welcome at the Continental Hotel, and your identity as a killer will be frozen."

Who made Lake not the previous Lake.

Even if it is a mainland hotel, it will not be tough with the immortal blood family. At least, it will not rashly choose to be tough without weighing it.

But Winston had to react to it.

Winston has been the director of the New York Continental Hotel since 1980. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as he is a killer seeking a life in New York, whether organized or unorganized, the respect for Winston is far higher. at the so-called high table.

Just like what Winston once said, it is easy to kill him at the high table, but it is impossible to find one who can manage the nearly 100,000 killers in New York so well.

So, in order to assert his identity and status, Winston had to react.

Lake pursed his lips, nodded, showing understanding, and then said to Winston, "How about a drink with me before I leave?"

After tonight, whether the Continental Hotel will continue to exist or disappear into the long river of time is just a thought from the high table.

Winston gestured towards the bar and Lake: "Of course, I know, that bottle of bourbon that costs ten gold coins a cup, you are not thinking about a year or two."

Lake got up and laughed: "Even if it's a gold coin or two cups, I think it's delicious. After all, free prostitution is good."

There is something bad about whoring.

Immortal body!

Force Seeds!

Of these two, which one was not obtained by Lake for free, the result proves that the non-chief can't beat the European Emperor, but the European Emperor has no chance of winning in the face of the free whoring party.

After half an hour.

After Lake and Winston drank the bourbon worth ten gold coins, the moment he walked out of the Continental Hotel with his forefoot, the expulsion order against the Black King was issued directly.

Swish.

The attendant who was still holding the umbrella for Lake was like a machine, and took the umbrella away from Lake's head. From the moment the expulsion order was issued, all services in the Continental Hotel were closed to Lake.

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