Chapter 640: Going to their headquarters to kick up a fuss

Marcus nodded, then began to pull the trigger directly.

A flash of murderous intent appeared in Xiaofu's eyes, but he stopped very quickly.

Because Marcus's shot went wide, hitting exactly the pillow next to John.

As a hitman, Xiaofu did not believe Marcus would miss in such a situation.

Moreover, just then, a woman quietly slipped into John's room with a gun.

Xiaofu immediately realized that Marcus had not come to kill John, but to warn him.

"Tsk, I thought you were really going to make a move on John!" Xiaofu said with some boredom.

Marcus put away his sniper rifle with great composure and said, "He saved my life once; I saved him today, so we're even!"

After saying this, Marcus didn't even look at Xiaofu, picked up his gear, and turned to leave.

Xiaofu could only turn his head to watch the situation inside John's room.

That shot from Marcus just now had startled John awake.

At the same time, he rolled and hid under the bed.

Perkins, who had pushed the door open and entered, fired several shots at the bed in succession, then saw John, who had already hidden under the bed, and spoke up to greet him: "Hey, John!"

"Perkins!" John immediately knew who the intruder was.

Perkins knew John was injured and, as if she had him cornered, teased, "Sorry for the uninvited visit."

"You know it!" John took off the bandage wrapped around his arm and tied it between his hands.

The moment Perkins turned the corner and revealed the gun in her hand, John wrapped the bandage around her, locked her arm, and disarmed her.

Then he turned, tightened the bandage around Perkins's neck, and said coldly, "I never knew you would wake up before three o'clock!"

The two had been involved for a time, so they could be considered the most "intimate" of strangers.

Perkins blocked the bandage with her hand to leave herself room to breathe and said to John, "Viggo paid me four times the reward; what does it matter if I break the hotel's rules!"

"Let me tell you, that's not wise." Seeing Perkins about to break free, John threw her over his shoulder and sent her flying.

"You're just a coward!" Perkins coming to kill John was not purely a matter of money.

Back then, John had retired from the hitman world for that woman, which had driven Perkins into a frenzy.

So this time, it should be considered a revenge against John.

So don't underestimate a woman's jealousy!

Moreover, Perkins was not only highly jealous, but she was also truly ruthless.

Knowing where John was injured, she specifically targeted his wounds.

Not only did she strike his bandaged hand, but she also seized the opportunity to hammer several blows into the wound on John's abdomen.

After these few blows, John's wound burst open on the spot, and blood stained his clothes red again.

"Tsk tsk, this woman is truly ruthless!" Xiaofu shook his head, then leaped over from the building opposite.

Although Xiaofu could not be considered a Superman, Chen Jiajun had given him quite a few good things for this mission.

Xiaofu broke through the window and entered, then kicked over Perkins, who was restraining John.

Seeing someone intervene, Perkins didn't even think about it and immediately turned to run.

Unfortunately, an ashtray Xiaofu picked up at random smashed into her ankle.

The intense pain immediately caused Perkins to collapse, clutching her ankle and screaming in agony.

John glanced at Xiaofu, then picked up the hotel room phone that was ringing incessantly.

"Hello?"

"I am very sorry to disturb you so late, but quite a few guests have complained that the noise on your end is too loud." Charon's voice came from the other side of the phone.

John looked coldly at Perkins, who was being stepped on by Xiaofu, and said calmly, "I'm sorry, I was just receiving an uninvited guest."

"Then, would you like to make a 'Dinner Reservation' on your end?" Charon understood instantly what John was talking about and asked directly.

This was the jargon of the Continental Hotel, meaning to ask if John needed someone sent over to clean up a corpse.

John did not deny it, only saying, "Perhaps. I'll call you back in a moment!"

As he spoke, John picked up his gun, pressed it against Perkins's head, and said, "Where is Joseph?"

"Fuck you!"

"Then where is Viggo?"

"I won't say anything!" Perkins said coldly to John with a stubborn look.

"Do you really want to die, Perkins?" John said to Perkins in a low, highly oppressive tone: "Tell me!"

Perkins hadn't known John for just one day; this god of death was capable of anything.

Except for that woman, he had shown no mercy to anyone, not even her, a woman who had shared a few nights with him.

Perkins was truly afraid and could only spit out an address: "The church near Cane Court." "What kind of place is that?" John continued to ask.

"The church is just a front; that's where Viggo hides his private items!"

"Thanks!" After saying this, John knocked Perkins unconscious.

Xiaofu looked at John with amusement and asked with a smile, "You're not killing her? That's a bit different from the rumors about you!"

"People always change." John took off his clothes and looked at his wound.

After the adrenaline faded, the intense pain hit him, making him feel like he was about to faint.

In such a state, let alone revenge, even moving was difficult.

Seeing his condition, Xiaofu tossed him a bottle of Potion.

This thing was a 【Healing Potion】 Chen Jiajun had given Xiaofu, from the League of Legends world, fifty Universe Coins a bottle, and the effect was average.

Although it was a bit of a lackluster item for Chen Jiajun and his subordinates, it was a miracle drug for ordinary people.

Xiaofu said to John indifferently, "Apply it to the wound, and it will be fine in a moment!"

John was stunned for a moment, then opened the medicine bottle and poured it onto his wound.

Suddenly, a cool sensation swept through his entire body, and the torn wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This kind of thing shocked John directly: "What is this stuff?"

"It's our organization's stuff, stop asking so many questions," Xiaofu curled his lips and said. "Just how much do you make people hate you for this woman to want to kill you even inside the Continental Hotel? Isn't it said that fighting is not allowed inside the Continental Hotel?"

John glanced at Perkins and said, "She cannot escape the hotel's punishment; whether I kill her or not doesn't matter. You are also an assassin of the High Table, you don't even know this?"

John had roughly investigated Xiaofu and knew his name was Roger, a mysterious assassin who had joined the High Table in recent years.

His combat record was brilliant; he had assassinated the boss of the Liangchuan Group in the United States, Liangchuan Shiro.

He counted as a ruthless character.

Xiaofu, however, said disdainfully, "Watching you all brag about the High Table and the Continental Hotel like this, I really find it somewhat funny!"

"Our boss once blew up the Continental Hotel, and I didn't see you lot from the High Table dare to go and cause him any trouble; it's nothing more than bullying the weak and fearing the strong!"

John was shocked on the spot: "Blew up the Continental Hotel... wait, four years ago?"

John suddenly remembered that when he came to the hotel before, he saw that the hotel had been renovated, and he had even asked Charon about it.

Charon's expression seemed somewhat unnatural; could it be that this was what he was referring to?

Xiaofu said indifferently, "Don't believe it? Go ask Winston then!"

John frowned and said, "What exactly do you want to get by helping me like this?"

Xiaofu crossed his arms over his chest and said indifferently, "It's very simple, my boss doesn't like the High Table, especially that Viggo who likes to talk big! So he plans to teach him a lesson."

"Originally I wanted to do it myself, but I unintentionally saw that you are so good at causing trouble, so it saves me from doing it myself. Anyway, you and Viggo have already formed a blood feud!"

John didn't believe it at all: "Just that simple?"

"Just that simple!" Roger spread his hands and said, "Anyway, you've seen it, I have no malice toward you. Unless you are about to kick the bucket, I won't interfere with you going to take revenge on that Joseph."

"Fine!" John agreed without even thinking.

Anyway, he had already been a blade for the High Table for so many years, so he didn't mind being a blade one more time for this mysterious guy in front of him.

This grudge, John had to settle!

The United States side was fighting intensely, while Chen Jiajun in Hong Kong had also suffered several assassination attempts.

However, wanting to deal with Chen Jiajun was still lacking a bit; no one could even get past his personal bodyguard Dumu.

This matter had also been going on for quite a while, causing the Police Force to have to deal with quite a few corpses every day.

Consequently, Ceng Xiangrong, this top brass, couldn't take it anymore and specifically came out to find trouble with Chen Jiajun.

"I say Mr. Chen, what kind of big trouble did you provoke! People want to assassinate you all day long?" Ceng Xiangrong said with a helpless face.

Chen Jiajun spread his hands and said, "Nothing much, just poked a hornet's nest, anyway they can't do anything to me!"

Ceng Xiangrong looked at the pitiful hair on his own head and said helplessly, "Why don't you go out and avoid the limelight? If things go on like this, I'm about to reach my limit!"

Hearing Ceng Xiangrong's words, Chen Jiajun immediately touched his chin and began to ponder.

Afterward, he snapped his fingers and said, "That's right! I was still too conservative, why didn't I think of that! Might as well just go jump around in their base camp!"

Ceng Xiangrong was speechless in the face of Chen Jiajun and could only say to Chen Jiajun, "You can go wherever you want, as long as you don't stay in Hong Kong. At any rate, my master is your friend, and Wen Bin is your nephew, so just let me have two days of peace!"

"Since you've said so, how can I not give you this face?" Chen Jiajun immediately laughed, "But you must take good care of Wen Bin!"

"Rest assured, he counts as my junior fellow apprentice anyway," Ceng Xiangrong nodded and said.

Chen Jiajun gave a reminder: "Before I leave, I'll tell you one thing: the Brotherhood has planted quite a few people in your Police Force, you can pay more attention to that!" (End of this chapter)