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

Skye wasn't too worried.

Go downstairs.

"Mike, is it okay to call him that, or do you prefer 'Josh'?" Winston sipped his black tea leisurely and teased him by the way.

Josh is the waiter that Mike knocked out outside the hotel. He uses transfiguration to change into Josh.

"Hehe, whatever you want.

"It's amazing, your disguise technique even has the same irises."

"Thank you, a little skill."

Transformation is only a D-level ninjutsu in the ninja world, but in modern society, its value is incalculable, and it is also feared by people.

Winston said: "The foundation of the Continental Hotel is the system and reputation. What you have done has shaken the foundation of the hotel. The parliament has sent elite troops. Six hours later, the plane will land and rest. It will take about an hour to check the equipment and get the latest intelligence, and then the attack will be launched."

Mike's eyes froze: "I thought you came to talk."

Winston shook his head: "I did come to talk, but only on behalf of myself."

understood!

On the matter of dealing with Mike, Winston and the headquarters of the Continental Hotel disagreed.Winston's suggestion is to talk first, and the opinion of the headquarters is to fight first, and only after the fight, if you are alive, you are eligible to talk.

It is normal to disagree. The problem is that the person in charge of the headquarters is a young man who is extremely arrogant and has no respect for Winston, who has served the Continental Hotel all his life.

Winston has no friendship with Mike, and it can be said to be an act of betrayal to find Mike in private.He is not a young and energetic young man, and he will not do this kind of thing for fun or anger. In the final analysis, there is only one word: profit.

Mike cut straight to the point: "What do you want? What can you give me?"

Winston did not answer directly, but talked about the organization of the Continental Hotel - "High Table". With the ability to easily subvert small countries, the Continental Hotel is one of their assets, mainly used to physically eliminate competitors.

Winston had been watching Mike as he said this, and he saw no panic in the young man's eyes.

Mike just wanted to say that compared to subverting the entire world and killing half of life in the universe with a snap of his fingers, the "High Table" is nothing!

Chapter 61: The intuition is right

Sometimes it is better to be simple and direct in transactions, especially for smart people.Smart people tend to think crookedly and think too much, and a little mistake may lead to a huge difference between expectations and results.To put it simply, it is cleverness that is mistaken by cleverness.

"I want the North American branch of the Continental Hotel to leave the headquarters." Winston glanced at Mike appreciatively, and expressed his thoughts after deliberation.This incident made him realize that after serving a big hotel all his life, he is a worker after all, and he doesn't even get the least respect.

Winston's mood can be described in two words: Chilling.

"I'm afraid the High Table will not let go easily."

"Of course they won't let go easily. They are the ones who set the rules, and they are the ones who break the rules. For the organization, the Continental Hotel is a business after all. Since it is a business, if there is a major loss, or even becomes a hot potato, they will naturally I will consider stopping the loss." Winston smiled mockingly, "People are different, and the promises and beliefs we protect with our lives are worthless in the eyes of some people. They don't deserve to own the Continental Hotel."

In this regard, Mike declined to comment, everyone has their own ideas.

"You want the Continental Hotel, so what can I get?"

Winston took out a USB flash drive and put it on the table: "It contains the time and location of the landing of the plane sent by the High Table, the equipment of the armed forces, common tactics, and detailed information on members with special abilities. If it is the first time If the battle fails, the High Table will dispatch a second elite force depending on the situation, or directly issue a high reward."

It was normal for Winston to know the time and location of the arrival of the elite troops. After all, he was a local snake and was responsible for arranging all reception matters.The question is, how does Winston know the configuration of the elite unit?

It couldn't be the High Table's idiot who first told Winston.

Frozen three feet is not a day's cold, Winston's mind of self-reliance is not a day or two.This incident was just a trigger, or Mike's force gave him a glimmer of opportunity.

"Isn't this endless, wave after wave?"

"No matter how many subordinates die, for the people at the high table, it is only a loss of money. They have plenty of money. As long as their lives are threatened, they will feel that they can talk about anything. However, I can't I will give you the high-level information of the High Table, although I can get it, but it is against my oath. The information is stored in the offline server in the basement of the hotel, and it is generally impossible to steal it."

It means: I won’t give it to you, but if someone steals it, there is nothing I can do.

It's like taking off your pants and farting.

Winston went on to say: "The offline server also stores the details of the killer's order, including the employer and the target. The high table is to determine a list of suspicious personnel through bullseye's recent orders, and your existence is the most dazzling."

"No way?" Why does Mike feel a little happy in his heart, obviously he is the type who likes to keep a low profile and make money silently.

Winston laughed: "You not only survived the bullseye, but also protected other people. There are very few people who can do this. And... a powerful, conceited lunatic can frighten into the Continental Hotel to seek Asylum, that's especially incredible."

Oh, have you started the commercial hype?Well, that sounds pretty cool, but making Mike's head hot... not far off.

Mike shook his head.

"What's the problem?" asked Winston.

"The problem is big." Mike said seriously: "On the surface, you and I get what we need, which is fair and just. But... the premise of all this is that everything goes well."

"First of all, the role of intelligence cannot be denied, but I am not ignorant of the Continental Hotel. Let me name it—John Wick. Now that I know something, I dare to provoke it. To put it bluntly, I am not afraid."

John Wick used to be a member of the Continental Hotel, played for the high table, nicknamed "Killer".How strong is the killing god?Mike thinks it should be at the level of Bullseye and Punisher.

John alone can turn the Continental Hotel upside down, and by the way, kill the leader of the High Table, can't Mike compare to him?

The intelligence was useful, but not as important as Winston thought. At most, it could save Mike a little time and energy.

Perhaps in order to collect intelligence, Winston has made great efforts, but in actual actions, only Mike is in danger.

"Secondly, getting what you need is based on success. Once I fail—although I don't think I will fail, if I fail, I will either die or die, and you... probably will be fine. Give The price is different, this is the inequality under the superficial equality, what do you think?"

After a moment of silence, Winston knew that he had lost the trust of the organization. Once Mike was dealt with, the next step for the organization was to remove Winston from his position.For Winston, losing the hotel meant losing everything.

So Winston doesn't quite agree with Mike's statement about the unbalanced height.But he didn't want to argue about it: "What do you want, I think, people like you don't need money..."

Mike: "..."

When did I see money as dung?

Is there some misunderstanding?

At this moment, two clusters of energy floated out of Winston.

system hint:

【Winston's long-cherished wish: The Continental Hotel】

[Commission: 1000000 U.S. dollars (the system takes 90% after deducting fees)]

[Mission Description: Help Winston gain control of the Continental Hotel. 】

"This can generate commissions, isn't it too far-fetched?"

"The fee is 100 million... Stark only charges a little, Stark doesn't want to lose face!"

I complained a few words in my heart.

"Ahem, one-buy price: 100 million US dollars, I will help you gain control of the North American branch. Before the elite troops launch an attack, my proposal will remain valid. You can consider it." Mike was a little embarrassed.

What the hell doesn't need money...

"make a deal!"

Winston didn't think long, got up and shook hands with Mike again, and said goodbye to old Earl.As for the USB flash drive with information, he "forgot" it on the table.

Mike opened the notebook, plugged in the USB flash drive, and carefully read the information inside.

The mobile phone text message prompts that 100 million dollars will arrive in the account.

Mike calls Coulson.

connected.

"Hey, Mike..." Coulson's voice was a little tired.He had just finished his mission and was on a Quin-jet fighter jet. "When I received your call, I felt a little nervous, and my instinct told me that nothing good happened."

"Are you a woman? Open your mouth and keep your intuition. I just have news as an enthusiastic citizen: At about 11:30 tonight, a private plane will land at La Guardia Airport. There are 25 elite armed personnel on board, including Two mutants."

"..." The intuition was right, Coulson asked, "How do you know?"

"Hahaha..." Mike laughed, "Because their target is me!"

Coulson: "What the hell am I..."

Could it be that he was secretly injured during the mission?Otherwise, why do you want to vomit blood so much?

Chapter 62: The Miserable Colson

The Quinjet fighter turned a corner in the air, and Coulson had no face to love. Forty-five minutes later, the Quinjet landed vertically on the grass by the Hudson River.

The black car is already on standby.

"Sir."

The driver is a handsome young man named Grant Ward, Coulson's favorite agent, a sixth-level agent.As long as he makes no mistakes, before the age of 30, Grant will become the youngest seventh-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Why are you?" Coulson was a little strange. Generally speaking, the temporary driver is usually a new agent.

"It was originally Kurt's job, and I came here voluntarily."

"and then?"

"What then?" Grant was a little confused.

"I mean, you have to explain why you came here voluntarily." Coulson was a little speechless, even if others couldn't, most people would take the initiative to explain.

Grant's various skill evaluations are all among the best, but he is not good at teamwork, and his fiery personality often leads to excessive force during missions.

"Oh, last time I was injured and rested for a week, I want to come out and do some activities. Sir, is there a combat mission next?" When it comes to combat missions, Grant's eyes obviously lit up, which perfectly fits his personality.

In reality, Grant was discovered and trained by Level [-] Special Agent John Garrett.John Garrett's true identity is a Hydra spy, and Grant naturally became a Hydra agent.

Of course, it was impossible for Grant to simply want to move around.He was ordered to approach Coulson, and he is currently in the stage of gaining favorability.

"Okay, let's drive." Coulson didn't think too much, firstly, he was too tired, and secondly, Grant gave him the impression that he was relatively unmanned.

Coulson reported Mike's address, and he was full of thoughts along the way, thinking about what Mike said before.

"Does Mike have a physique that attracts trouble, why hasn't it stopped?" Coulson muttered, his head hurting.

"What did you say, sir?"

"No, I said to myself, don't worry about it."

"Oh." Grant kept the name of Mike in his heart, planning to find out what happened when he had time.

Ten minutes later, Coulson arrived at Hell's Kitchen, outside Mike's Supermarket.

"You wait for me in the car..." Coulson ordered.

"Yes."

Grant replied, thinking: If Mike was just a normal guy, Coulson would take him there.

My heart paid more and more attention to Mike.