Chapter 232 he is a superhero

Continental Hotel.

Manager’s Office.

“Is there really no problem? If Russell wants to intervene, let alone the Continental Hotel in New York can’t stop him, even the high table can’t stop him.”

Winston in a neat suit sat on the boss chair behind the desk and said to the man in front of him.

“Don’t worry, Russell will not interfere in this time.”

The man said calmly, in sharp contrast to Winston, who had a worried look on his face.

“How can you be sure?”

Winston continued to ask.

“Because he is now the head of Zhenglian, a superhero.”

“As long as the incident this time does not endanger the safety of the public, he will not take action. He needs to take into account the good reputation he has worked so hard to build.”

At the same time, the man in a straight suit said slowly.

“But it’s all your guess. He has just called. It doesn’t look like he won’t intervene.”

“And Perkins is now at the headquarters of Zhenglian. He has a certain friendship with Perkins. It is difficult to guarantee that he will not stand for Perkins.”

Winston still didn’t quite believe what the man opposite said.

Although the man was sent by the high table, he had never seen this man before.

More importantly, although this man was a man at a high table, Winston could tell at a glance that this man did not have much experience with guns.

The man’s mouth does not have the calluses left by the practice of guns.

Although some people have special physiques, even if they play with guns all the year round, they will not leave calluses on the mouths of their hands, but the man in front of Winston feels that they are not those with special physiques.

“Don’t worry, even if Russell really comes, you don’t have to worry, the organization will handle this time.”

The man continued.

After hearing the man’s answer, Winston said nothing.

However, none of them thought now that Russell was now taking Perkins to the hotel.

After driving for more than half an hour, Russell and Perkins finally came to the door of the Continental Hotel.

After they parked the Mercedes-Benz G550 at random on the side of the road, the two of them walked towards the Continental Hotel one after the other.

“Do you have a gun on you, and if so, can you give me one?”

Perkins, who was behind Russell, said slowly.

Although Russell has the strength to single out the Continental Hotel, that is Russell, not Perkins.

Don’t talk about guns on Perkins now, you can have no daggers.

This makes her feel very insecure now.

After hearing Perkins’ words, Russell stopped and turned to look at Perkins.

Then, two Colt .45s, one white and one black, were taken out from the system space.

“You probably won’t have the chance to shoot, but since you mentioned it, I’ll give it to you.”

Russell handed the Colt .45 to Perkins.

“I hope it doesn’t work either.”

Perkins nodded and said, taking the Colt .45 from Russell.

Although it was impossible for Russell to give himself the gun in question, after taking the gun that Russell handed over, Perkins checked it professionally.

After confirming that it was the two guns that didn’t fire and that there were no problems, Perkins hid them in his body.

“Let’s go.”

When Perkins hid the gun, Russell said directly.

“Um!”

Perkins responded quickly.

When the two of them came to the door of the hotel, the waiter in front of the door was a little stunned.

Then, with a professional smile, he said to Russell, “Mr. Bradley, it’s been a long time.”

“have not seen you for a long time!”

Although Russell didn’t know the name of the waiter, he was no stranger to this waiter.

When he first joined the Continental Hotel, the waiter had already worked here.

Three years later, he is still working as a waiter.

Although this may not seem strange, for a hotel staff dedicated to serving killers, it is a rare thing for a waiter to work for three consecutive years.

Under normal circumstances, it is unlikely that the killers who regard human life as a must have shot at the employees of the Continental Hotel.

But the killers who have been on the brink of death all year round will always lose control.

Because of some inexplicable little things, there are not a few hotel employees killed by killers.

Although these killers will also be killed by the mainland hotel later, this kind of thing has never been completely eliminated.

After Russell and Perkins walked up the stairs, the waiter in his early thirties slowly pushed open the door of the hotel.

Russell walked in without any hesitation.

Although he came with Russell now, Perkins still inevitably hesitated.

In the afternoon, she almost died at the hands of the direct-run killer of the Continental Hotel.

It has only been less than 12 hours since she came to the Continental Hotel again.

This will inevitably make her a little nervous.

However, after seeing Russell walking in front of him, Perkins felt a sense of security that he had never felt before.

After taking a deep breath, she followed Russell in.

Compared with the past, the Continental Hotel is now a bit deserted.

In the spacious hall, apart from the hotel staff, not a single outsourced killer could be seen.

Although there were no outsourced killers, there were many hotel-operated killers sitting in the lobby.

22 to be exact.

Russell glanced briefly and quickly counted all the direct hit killers.

After seeing him and Perkins coming in, these direct-run killers who were talking and laughing suddenly fell silent, and their eyes focused on him and Perkins.

They may not have met Russell himself before, but they were no strangers to Russell.

A killer who can make a name for himself in New York after half a year in the business, it is difficult not to attract the attention of others.

Not to mention that Russell is still a florist.

Russell ignored the gazes of these direct-run killers and went directly to the front desk.

Like the waiter in front of the gate, the front desk is still wearing glasses and a straight suit. Except for the black skin color, the rest of the place does not look like a black Charon.

“Sir, it’s been a while!”

As soon as Russell came to the front desk, Charon took the initiative to say, and at the same time showed a professional smile.

“Long time no see, tell Winston I want to see him.”

Russell said directly.

“Okay~www.readmtl.com~ Mr.!”

Charon did not refuse, picked up the landline in front of him, and dialed the internal number of Winston’s office.

The call was quickly connected.

After quickly talking to Winston about Russell’s visit, Charon nodded and put down the phone in his hand.

“Mr. Winston is waiting for you in the office.”

Charon said calmly.

“Okay, thank you!”

After finishing speaking, Russell walked towards Winston’s office with Perkins.

However, just as they were about to enter the elevator, a burly man dressed like a Navy SEAL stopped in front of them.

“You can go up, she can’t.”

The big man pointed at Perkins and said, putting his right hand on the pistol on his waist, ready to draw the gun at any time.