People Are in Marvel, and the System is Working As a Worker

"Well. In the past two years, he has done very well." Jin Bin said lightly: "Try to let him go without pain."

"Yes, sir." Cold sweat broke out on the driver's forehead.

When Mike returned to the supermarket, Skye complained: "It's already time to eat, why go out again?"

"I'm sorry about the bad business. You don't have to wait for me next time, you eat first."

After dinner, a little gangster delivered an envelope with several addresses printed on the paper.Here are a few places that Bullseye frequents.Mike decided to check it out later.

Hope it's not a pretense or a trap.

Jin is a smart businessman. Smart people know how to avoid risks, and businessmen's interests come first.

The time came to midnight.

Mike went out from the window, drove the car, and checked the addresses on the note one by one.

"It's really cautious, but fortunately, I'm not careless." Mike stood against the wall, avoiding the infrared camera.This is Bullseye's residence, and the front door and windows are all equipped with trigger grenade traps.

Bullseye isn't here, and judging by the thickness of the dust, it's probably been unoccupied for three days.

The next place, the Beaver Building, is located in the triangular block at the intersection of 23rd Street, Broadway and Fifth Avenue in Manhattan, commonly known as the "Flatiron District".The Beaver Building was built in the early 100th century, more than [-] years ago, and is a triangular building with more than ten floors.

"The Continental Hotel...the hotel dedicated to killers?"

You kill my dog, I kill your whole family... "God Killer" John Wick left a deep impression on Mike.

"No, no, it's a little troublesome now."

The Continental Hotel is like a safe house for killers. Killing is strictly prohibited. Those who violate the rules will not only lose their membership in the hotel, but also be rewarded and chased by the organization.

"However, I have a strong hunch that Bullseye is hiding inside." Mike rubbed his chin, smiling very...dangerously.

Chapter 57: Infiltrating

One thing Mike guessed was right, the bullseye was in the Continental Hotel suite.As a human being, it is not too much to describe him as scum.But as a killer, apart from the occasional nervous attack that kills his employer, Bullseye is very good. It is not surprising that he has a member of the Continental Hotel.

Bullseye doesn't like the Continental Hotel. It breaks a lot of rules. When you are in a bad mood, you can't kill someone to relax.

Bad review!

After two consecutive misses, Bullseye felt the crisis.The usual broken rules, especially the strict keeping of residents' secrets, made him feel at ease.

It's not that Bullseye has never killed superpowers, some abilities are indeed quite powerful, but he lacks combat experience and his vigilance is poor, just like a child holding a large-caliber weapon, unable to exert the power that the weapon should have.

Bullseye is fidgety.

It's not like it hasn't missed before, and Mike isn't the first.He assassinated Daredevil several times, and Matt is alive and well.In addition to being angry, Bullseye was actually a little excited, and finally came across a more playable toy.

But Mike feels differently to Bullseye.The first shot hit, but Mike didn't die. Bullseye was about to make up the shot. Through the scope, Mike's quiet eyes made him palpitate, as if saying: "I found you."Bullseye retreated decisively, and when the Harley motorcycle left at a high speed, there was a stabbing sensation in the back.

"Being watched."

At this moment, Bullseye felt that he had changed from hunter to prey.

The second time, Bullseye received an entrustment to kill Stark's assistant, and suddenly found that Mike was in the bodyguard team.He chose a location two kilometers away, subconsciously thinking that the farther the better.

Missing two shots means that the mission has failed. Normally, Bullseye should evacuate immediately as planned.But he caught the look in Mike's eyes, not quiet, but playful - successfully irritating Bullseye.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, there must be a flaw!"

Gritting his teeth, Bullseye fired two more shots before Mike's water body found him.

Relying on the traps arranged in advance, Bullseye escaped successfully.Did the bomb kill Mike? Bullseye didn't think that a bomb with the power of a person who could defend a sniper rifle might not be able to kill him.Smoke billowed from the explosion room, but Bullseye felt Mike was standing at the window, watching him leave.The worst part is that this time Bullseye was not masked and was seen for real.

"Damn monster, he was still in the exhibition hall a second ago, why did he appear two kilometers away the next moment? Teleportation? Damn it! What is his ability!!!"

Bullseye cursed and fled.

In the first few days, in a daze, Bullseye always felt that there was someone beside the bed, and then woke up with a start and sweating.Bullseye felt that if he continued, he would definitely suffer from a nervous breakdown.

So I checked into the Continental Hotel.

Mike is downstairs, sad.If Bullseye is at the Continental Hotel, the easiest way to find him is to use the knowledge color.The problem is, stealth needs to use the peach land and then do not cut.

If you want to be efficient, you can only switch between Sauron and Momochi Zabuzhan, one back and one back, [-] US dollars are in vain.

Money can not afford to hurt.

After thinking about it, Mike decided to save money. The disadvantage is that it is troublesome and easy to cause complications.

The windows of the building are all equipped with solid steel railings and bulletproof glass, and there are no blind spots for cross-monitoring cameras. It is a bit difficult to invade from the outside. First, you need a powerful hacker or...superpowers-transfiguration should be considered a superpower in Marvel.

After squatting in the dark for more than ten minutes, a waiter finally couldn't bear the craving for cigarettes and ran to the back alley to smoke.

"Dare to move, die!"

"Scream, die!"

Mike quietly appeared behind the waiter, Kunai aimed at his carotid artery.

"Very good, you can understand people's language, this is a good start. Then, answer my question well, and hope to have a good ending in the end."

"First, what's your name?"

"Joe, Josh. I'm just a hotel clerk with a wallet in my pocket and some cash in it. Hey bro, don't hurt me, I won't call the police, I promise, in the name of my newborn daughter."

"Huh~"

With a little force on Mike's hand, Kunai pierced three millimeters in, and blood oozed out, "First of all, you don't have a daughter, and you just want to make me feel compassionate. Secondly, when you take the wallet, do you want to pull out the clip on your waist? A stun gun? Tsk tsk, the waiters at the Continental Hotel are really extraordinary..."

Josh: "You know the Continental Hotel, so you should know what kind of existence you have provoked. If I were you, I would put down my arms. You and I, each turned around and left, as if nothing happened..."

Mike: "Josh, you talk a little too much, but it's useless. My next question is: would you die for the Continental Hotel? If you do, you just have to tilt your head and let Kunai get another two millimeters , the carotid artery will be like a bursting fire hose, you won’t be able to stop it, you will die, and then you will get a reputation. If you don’t want to, I’m afraid you have to tell me everything you want to know.”

After a short silence, Josh said, "I really don't have a daughter, but my girlfriend is pregnant..."

Next, Josh answered all questions.

Through the heartbeat, Mike knew that Josh’s answer was true or false.Never mind that Mike doesn't expect to know everything about the Continental from a waiter.

A hand knife stunned Josh, and then found a door card, a communicator, a stun gun, a mechanical swing stick, and a throwing knife from him... Finally, Mike used the transformation technique to transform into Josh.

drop!

After swiping the door card, the access control responded, but the door did not open because manual verification was required.

"Hart, open the door quickly, you shouldn't be facing the screen to shoot... the plane, Sand Sculpture!"

Hart in the monitoring room is an old acquaintance of Josh. "Josh" looked at the camera and raised his middle finger.

drop!

There was another sound, and the door opened.

"Josh" entered the door, straightened his clothes, and walked in.Compared with the ubiquitous cameras outside the building, there are not many cameras in the hotel, and some are very hidden.After all, the residents are a group of killers, and few of them are willing to show their faces under the camera.

Taking advantage of no one's attention, "Josh" came to the front desk and searched for "Bullseye" in the resident information.

No!

After thinking about it, Mike typed in "Lester" - this is Bullseye's real name, which few people know.

Found it!

Mike took down the room number and prepared to leave.At this time, Winston, the manager of the hotel, came over.

"Hello, Mr. Winston." "Josh" bowed slightly.

"Good evening, Josh." Winston was polite, with a strong British style in his manner and tone.Some people might find it aristocratic, but Mike just finds it awkward.

After walking two steps, Winston seemed to have remembered something, turned around, had an extra gun in his hand, and pointed the gun at "Josh".

Found out?

Chapter 58: Finish the work easily and call it a day

"You seem surprised?" Winston said with a smile, "Your appearance and height are exactly the same as Josh, and there is no flaw at all. Is it the latest technology or super power?"

"Super power... so it is." Looking around, there are four people nearby, including Winston, Mike replied, "How did you see through it?"

"I have worked in the Continental Hotel all my life, and I know the facilities and staff here very well. The appearance is well disguised, but it is difficult for people to perfectly imitate a person, especially the habitual movements." Winston asked: "Where is Josh?"

"Stunned, if you send someone to the back alley, you should be able to find him in the trash can."

"If you didn't kill the hotel employees, then there is something to talk about." Winston said calmly, "You are observing the surrounding environment, but I am sorry to tell you that the Continental Hotel is different from ordinary hotels. Most of the employees are retired mercenaries. , killers, soldiers. Also, don’t forget, most of the residents here are killers, as long as there is a reward, they will immediately become temporary hotel workers. Fighting or fleeing is not a wise choice.”

"Who said I was going to run away?" Mike grinned and looked up at the ceiling.

What's so special about the ceiling?

No!

But the others didn't know, subconsciously, others followed Mike and looked up.

And next to "Josh" three identical "Josh" appeared, and then disappeared instantly.Just when the others were slightly dazed, thinking they were hallucinating, the "Josh" appeared behind them and knocked them out with a knife before they could react.

"Josh" stood behind Winston, with the sharp kunai on his neck.

Winston said lightly, "I'm not afraid of death."

Mike nodded: "I believe this...but if you can live, why die? I have no ill intentions towards you, nor the Continental Hotel. It's just that one of your residents is on my must-kill list."

Winston: "The Continental Hotel prohibits killing, and breaking the hotel rules is the greatest malice."

"It seems that we have some differences, but it's okay... because the rules are meant to be broken, and, has anyone ever said that you are really pretending."

They are obviously a group of dirty people who provide services for dirty killers, but they disguise themselves as old-fashioned nobles.

hatui~

Mike knocks Winston out and throws everyone who's passed out behind the counter in the process.

The elevator door opens.

"Josh..."

In the elevator was a tall black man with a bald head that looked as polished as wax.His name is Charon, and he is a hotel manager, second only to Winston.

Mike punched his words back in his throat, and the latter passed out in bewilderment.

The elevator stops on the fifteenth floor.

"Room Service."

No response.

"express delivery."