Marvel: Superman Survival Guide

Chapter 40 Stepping Stone

Winston's face was gloomy. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation in his more than 40 years at the Continental Hotel in New York.

However, he would not allow the other party's provocation, but the question was, would the other party really come?

"Notify Santino and ask him to come here and prepare manpower. The Continental Hotel cannot be provoked." After Winston finished speaking, he picked up the phone and dialed. He called old Antonio.

"Mr. Antonio, your son has posted a reward at the Continental Hotel in New York. The other party came to our door and threatened to attack us tonight. Do you know who the other party is?"

“……”Old Antonio didn’t know what was happening with his son. He had a terminal illness and would soon die.

Sloan, who was met in Las Vegas before, is the leader of the Assassin's League. The Assassin's League has a long history of thousands of years, and they had no conflicts with each other before.

However, the code of conduct of the Assassin's League changed a few years ago, and there was friction between the two sides. However, the assassins of the Assassin's League are more powerful than the killers in the Continental Hotel, which means that they have too few people.

The negotiations between the two sides were mainly aimed at preventing the Assassin's League from entering Italy, after all, that was the family's base.

Both sides lost at the gambling table, so it was a draw.

"I don't know about this. Lin is a professional gambler. But he actually said this now. It seems that he is not simple." Old Antonio said: "You can do your best. If you need the help of the board of directors, then I can help."

"I don't need any help here for now, but I want Santino to come over in the evening." Winston said.

"Okay, since he provoked it, I'll let him go." Old Antonio hung up the phone.

……

Link drove back home and opened his small arsenal, then frowned and closed it again.

He turned around and left home again, drove to the industrial area, found a small processing factory, and asked them to make throwing knives for him.

This time the battle is indoors, so guns are not necessarily needed. I gave the boss 50,000 US dollars and asked them to start making throwing knives with all their strength. Link made one in the style of a willow leaf throwing knife.

With its own strength, it is enough to penetrate any bulletproof suit.

He didn't plan to use his own weapons. After all, all his weapons were obtained from SHIELD. This matter did not require SHIELD's support. It was just a New York Continental Hotel.

And he also hopes to have some characteristics. After all, Hawkeye, Black Widow and even Iron Cavalry are code names he made up, and he also wants to come up with one of his own.

He called Jessica and asked her to come to Tracy's house that night, then hung up without explanation.

Jessica must be worried, but she would be even more worried if this matter was explained now. Link also understood that he couldn't always appear too weak and low-key.

It was nice that the casino invited me to play the game, but since the guest didn't follow the rules, the casino would treat me differently depending on my situation.

Most people wouldn't do this, and this Saint Dino is obviously too arrogant.

Link thought of this guy when he thought of the Continental Hotel. He was a villain in "John Wick".

This guy has no moral bottom line. In order to get a seat at the high table, he hired a killer to kill his own sister, and then offered a reward for the killer's life, under the pretext of revenge for his sister.

He has been drifting further and further away on the road of doing nothing. After losing the card game, he found a killer?
What he cared about was not the money, but his own face. He felt that Link had made him lose face, which was not uncommon to him. Moreover, it was easy for Link to guess that it was him. Now he was given a chance. In S.H.I.E.L.D., he was not a core member for the time being. Nick Fury might be interested in training him, but he still lacked a record.

Then use the Continental Hotel in New York as your stepping stone.

……

It was not until ten o'clock in the evening that Link stopped the factory and checked. There were hundreds of willow-leaf throwing knives.

The small factory's processing capacity was not strong, and they did not have molds, so they first made the molds and then started to work. Fifty thousand US dollars was worth their one day of stopping work just to serve Link.

Link left with his things. He was wearing a pair of jeans, Martin boots, and a black cotton T-shirt.

He tied a sports fanny pack around his waist, put all the lancets in it, and drove to the Continental Hotel, arriving an hour early.

He stopped far away, got out and leaned against the car, then took out a cigar and a bottle of bourbon, put the wine on the hood, and then handled the cigar carefully.

He planned to slowly enjoy a cigar and a bottle of bourbon for an hour.

Inside the hotel, Winston was drinking tea in the terrace garden, while in the lobby on the first floor, there were dozens of killers sitting or standing, and there were also killers in each room.

This time, Winston did not use the power of the hotel, but instead gathered a large number of killers here. The reward of three hundred thousand US dollars is a lot.

And Santino Antonio was also in the terrace garden. He didn't take it seriously at this moment. He didn't believe that the arrogant guy could come here. If it wasn't for his father's order, he wouldn't have come here.

"Winston, you are too cautious. Do you really think that man can make it here?" asked Saint Dino.

"No, I don't think so, but he was the first guy to provoke the Continental Hotel." Winston said, "So we must take it seriously and make him pay the price to warn those who come later."

Winston didn't tell the truth, he actually thought there were two possibilities, one was that Link was killed as a warning to others.

Another possibility is that he and Link really come here to fight, and then he is ready to hand over Santino. As for what happens in the future, that will need to be resolved by the high table.

He had no intention of using his own power. There were also Saint Dino's people outside, guarding the entrance to the terrace garden.

Link looked at the time. It was five minutes until midnight, and he couldn't be late.

He picked up the bottle and drank it in one gulp, then slowly walked over with the cigar, while reaching into his waist bag and taking out a throwing knife.

When he arrived at the door, he looked at the time and found that it was just a few seconds late. He walked straight into the door.

The moment he entered, the assassins in the lobby looked over. Link bit his cigar and smiled, "Hi..."

“……”Everyone moved and started drawing their guns. They did not leave their weapons outside.

“Swish, swish…” Link raised his hands and the flying knife in his hand flew out directly, “Puff, puff…”

(End of this chapter)