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

"It seems that Mr. Blood Dragon's reminder saved your life, Charon."

In the dim sewer, Winston's hanging heart was finally relieved. Charon was lying on the hospital bed, except for being a little weak, there was nothing wrong with him.

The owner here is called Bowery King.

Yes, in the territory of the underground king, Cunning Rabbit has three caves, let alone the underground emperor of New York, America? In fact, Bowery King had countless sewers like this that were transformed into safe houses, just so that when he was kicked away by the high table one day, he would have a place to make a comeback.

A true king is never willing to surrender. Even if the other person is sitting on top of the world, if given the chance, he will definitely bring him down.

When the Bowery heard that the elder John had been killed and his whereabouts were unknown, the old sinister "disappeared" very quickly along with John. On the surface, the Bowery Street under the High Table suddenly became deserted. No one even knows what's going on here.

If a head-on confrontation is unfavorable and you can't let the enemy kill you, then you should first avoid its sharp edge and return to the shadows. Bowery King is known as the Emperor of the Underground. No one can easily find him underground.

Not even the High Table.

Charon looked at the middle of his chest angrily. At this time, his upper body was bandaged, but it was not serious.

"I think those incompetent fools from the High Table may kill their own people if they are pushed into a hurry. I don't want Mr. Black to lose his uncle so easily." (Chapter 266, foreshadowing withdrawn)

Chen Yan's words saved Charon's life.

To be honest, after working in the Continental Hotel for so many years, the iron-blooded rule of the High Table has also given members of the organization a certain understanding. In fact, Charon has long been prepared to die with honor, but...

"It turns out that Charon alive is more valuable than Charon dead. My friend."

Winston actually had one sentence he hadn't told Charon. The High Table today does not deserve the death of my friend Winston.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to work with you in the future, my friend." There was a hint of apology on Charon's face. He really liked his job, but... it turns out that he is completely unemployed now. .

"Yes, after all, you are already a 'dead person' at the High Table." Winston said with a sigh, "But next time, let the tailor get you a better bulletproof suit. Close range The shooting, if it was a specially made bullet, I’m afraid you would not only have broken bones and an irregular heartbeat.”

"I deliberately asked the tailor not to use materials with too good bulletproof properties." A smile appeared on Charon's face. "You have to do a full set for a show. If there is no blood, the people at the high table will notice the abnormality."

"I have watched so many operas with you over the years, and maybe I have learned something."

"You..." Winston smiled reluctantly, lowered his head and pondered, "But maybe, this is also a good choice."

"Maybe one day I will encounter a similar situation. Then I can use your trick. Then I will probably be able to retire with peace of mind."

Little did Winston know that his joking words would come in handy nine years later. The transfer of power in the Continental Hotel, the explanation to friends, and witnessing the end of the era of the older generation of killers. (Chapter 9 content withdrawn)

"Then, over there in Yan Country..." Winston said hesitantly.

"Actually, I don't have much time, sir." Charon pursed his lips, and then smiled calmly. "Still, don't tell Blake the truth."

"For a greater cause, Charon Williams died, right then and there...in the manager's office of the Continental Hotel."

"You..." Winston wriggled his lips and was about to say something, but his eyes darkened and he was unable to say anything in the end.

Yes, for the greater ideal, Charon must die in the open and go underground. The power of the Underground King is re-establishing itself, and the previous plans between Winston and the top leaders of the Yan Kingdom Brotherhood are also being prepared, but everything depends on whether the situation will go in the direction the Yan Kingdom people said.

The Yanguo man named Yue once told him that the Blood Dragon was his old friend. He came to the United States this time to completely disrupt the structure of the Continental Hotel. After the authority of the High Table was challenged, Yanguo would Nails are wedged into each tentacle.

When Yue Xiangyu said the words "Everything is false, everything is allowed", Winston understood that the red fire representing freedom had never been extinguished, but was developing and growing in the far east. The United States under power had long since They are already pawns of the Temple Order, and the power to liberate everything and resist the power has been silently resisting.

When the agreement called "Project Spark" comes into effect, the United States needs a brain with resourcefulness and foresight to help the once silent organization take root again in this land, and the flower of freedom will surely bloom. Across the world, when the oppression of powerful forces comes again, they will be the last line of defense to defend people's freedom.

As for why it’s called “Project Spark”…

Because Yue Xiangyu said that a great man once said that a single spark can start a prairie fire.

However, it seems a bit inhumane to hide this from Charon's only relative.

As if he saw Winston's concerns, Charon smiled slightly and patted Winston's clasped hands: "Actually, I also have my own considerations."

"Blake is talented. Mr. Blood Dragon also said so. Obviously he must be able to stand alone in the future."

"And if you want to grow, you have to experience suffering."

"Perhaps because of our skin color, Black will encounter a lot of setbacks, but it is setbacks that make people progress. Yan Country is a tolerant country, but I don't want him to remain an ordinary child in Yan Country."

"I think that maybe my 'death' will allow him to truly learn to face everything on his own and grow up as soon as possible. He may be able to help our cause..."

"He is your only relative, Charon. I never thought you would be so cold-blooded one day." Winston frowned slightly and said with a sigh, "He is still young, he is just a child. To lose someone at such an age Family, coupled with the discrimination caused by skin color, aren’t you afraid that he will take a different path?”

"Besides, the road to change is destined to be bloody. He may die on this road. Don't you care?"

"Of course I care. If it weren't for the darkness I'm in, I hope to watch that child grow up and even get married. But the men of the Williams family will never be cowards who shrink from the fire of war." Although Charon Saying this, there was still a worried look on his face, but then he looked at Winston firmly and said softly, "We can all die, can't my nephew die? "

"Besides...Mr. Blood Dragon should be able to help him. He is very lucky."

"ell..." A strange voice came from the entrance not far away. A fat old man with black sunglasses clapped his hands and came in. He bared his gapped teeth and walked towards Winston and Charon. . "Welcome to my 'sanctuary', the former manager and concierge of the Continental Hotel in New York. I hope this place will make your noble souls feel at home..."

"By the way..."

Bowery King looked at Winston and shrugged his shoulders.

"You have a great assistant, Winston."

"It's a pity, he will be mine from now on."