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"In fact, I'm going to fill your asshole so full of devotion that it'll overflow from your mouth."
The referee didn't care about the trash talk of the King of Bowery Street and said calmly:
"I gave you a chance."
As for the other party's loyalty, the arbitrator did not care at all. The rules of the high table were above everything else.
The King of the Bowery looked at the Judge and said:
"Well, since you see it that way, I think it's time to tell you."
"Get off that high table of yours and get the hell out of here."
The judge didn't care about these words at all, and said expressionlessly:
"I accept that."
"You gave John Wick seven bullets, your sin will be paid with seven cuts."
The King of Bowery Street was immediately relieved when he heard that the punishment was this, seven cuts sounded scary but not a certain death, and he immediately said,
"Well, sometimes you have to cut a bastard a few times."
After saying this, the Garbage King glanced at the killer Zero next to him, covered the eyes of the pigeon in his hand with one hand, and said:
"Don't look here, sweetheart."
Then he turned to look at the adjudicator and said,
"The king is dead."
Then he released the white dove in his hand, walked up to Killer Zero and said:
"Long live the King!"
Killer Zero didn't hesitate at all and slashed at the King of Bowery Street seven times in a row.
Swish. Swish. Swish.
After seven swift cuts, blood splattered and the King of Bowery Street screamed and fell to the ground.
The Arbiter looked down at the fallen King of Bowery Street and left with his men.
The verdict was in, and from now on he would no longer be the king of the Bowery.
After everyone left, Olla went to the roof, looked at the King of Bowery Street who had fallen to the ground with serious injuries, picked him up and took him away.
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Two days ago.
Paris.
Gramont at the high table asked his men to bring Kane over.
Gramont looked at Kane who had arrived and whistled as if teasing a dog.
"I have a job for you."
Kane refused:
"With all due respect, I'm retired."
"I quit. I'm going to retire."
At this time, a waiter came to Kane with a tray. Gramont picked up a dessert and took a bite, then said,
"I don't think so."
Kane refused again:
"I am of no use to you, nor to the High Table."
Gramont smiled and said:
"This is not for you to decide."
Kane also smiled, and even wiped his nose with his hand, then said,
"I think you should find someone else."
Gramont took another bite of dessert, looked at Kane and said,
"You're too close to her."
However, when his men went to find Kane, they discovered that he was near his daughter, listening to her playing the violin. According to the agreement between the High Table and Kane, Kane could not go to see his daughter.
"Today, it was too close."
"You put her in danger."
Hearing this disguised threat, Kane did not say anything more, but reached out to the tray held by the waiter and said:
"I know the agreement with you."
There was a business card on it, Kane took it in his hand and touched the Braille words "John Wick" on it with his fingers.
Gramont said,
"An old colleague, huh?"
Kane took a deep breath and said,
"Yes."
"Friends too."
Gramont nodded:
"Um."
"The agreement with the High Table remains unchanged. We will give you a name and you will be responsible for killing him."
"Otherwise, we will kill your daughter."
Kane was somewhat helpless, and finally half-knelt down with his crutches raised and said,
"I'll take this job, and I will be loyal to you."
Gramont applauded,
"Great."
Then he walked up to Kane and said:
"But the goal this time is a little different."
"John Wick violated the rules of the High Table and joined our enemy, the League of Assassins, and obtained their protection."
"And the enemy you are facing this time is not only John Wick, but also members of the League of Assassins."
"To even find him, you need to get into the League of Assassins' base."
Hearing this, Kane's face changed and he said,
"Just me?"
Gramont shook his head:
"How could it be that you are the only one, even though I recognize your strength."
"Kira will take members of their team plus three task forces to the League of Assassins as a feint, and you will be responsible for eliminating John Wick."
Kane nodded:
"I see."
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The edge where Morocco meets the desert.
Smith Doyle calculated the time. Three days had passed since John Wick set out. According to normal plot development, he would meet the Elders of the High Table.
Sensing the dragon ball on John Wick's body, a picture came to Smith Doyle's mind. John Wick fainted. At this time, an Arab man appeared on the sand dune leading a camel. He looked at the fainted John Wick below, walked down, carried him on the camel and walked away.
Seeing that John Wick had been received by the High Table Elder's men, Smith Doyle waved his hand and said:
"Go, get ready for action."
"Let me guide you."
Behind Smith Doyle there were thirty-two men, fully armed and riding camels. The guns in their hands were also special weapons of the Assassin's League, and would not be stuck by the wind and sand.
Wesley twisted his neck and said,
"After waiting for so long, it's finally time for us to take action."
"The evil High Table will eventually be destroyed by us."
Fox glanced at the endless desert. Compared to the cleanup work here, she preferred the assassination in the city. She looked down at the latest bulletproof vest on her body, hoping that there would not be too many casualties.
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the other side.
Kane followed Kira and others to New York.
Kira met the Judge and asked:
"How's it going on your end?"
The judge glanced in the direction of the New York Continental Hotel and said,
"The White Russian Gang and the rulers of Bowery Street have been punished. Now the only one left is Winston of the New York Continental Hotel."
"When are you going to take action?"
Kira said,
"Our original plan was to attack the Assassin's League's New York headquarters at night, but according to the latest intelligence, someone saw John Wick in Casablanca three days ago and suspected that he had entered the Moroccan Continental Hotel. However, the hotel manager Brenda reported back that John Wick had used the blood oath contract to exchange the dragon ball from the hotel manager Sofia."
"It has lost all trace at present."
The judge said softly,
"It is a blood oath contract. Sophia is not violating the rules."
Kira nodded, and then said,
"If there is no new information, we will go to test the alliance. There is a high possibility that the other party has returned."
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(End of this chapter)