“I like New York very much.”

In an open-air bar on the banks of the Hudson River, Lake, who looked like a black king, took a sip of Bourbon in his hand, raised his legs, and watched as he arrived here on time for fifteen minutes. Winston, who was sitting in front of him, smiled and said, "Where are you, Winston?"

Winston ordered a cup of whiskey from a waiter next to him, and then looked at Lake: "The air is indeed much better than before."

Lake laughed haha, then looked at the short-haired woman sitting next to her, and raised her eyebrows: "You are..."

Winston introduced next to him: "This time the judge, Mike De Anthony, a member of the twelve board, is dead."

Lake said oh.

There are only four people in the high table, or four organizations.

but……

Below these four tables, there is a twelve-person roundtable seat, which is similar to management, responsible for maintaining and maintaining the operation of the mainland hotel today.

The most famous Italian mafia, the Anthony family, is one of the twelve-management teams.

When the judge saw Lake's appearance, he immediately understood that what Winston said before was true. There was no doubt that the Black King must be a high table, and the highest table.

After all, if I hadn't suddenly discovered that the four high tables also had immortal consortiums, to be honest, the mainland hotels today would probably have disappeared.

but.

The short-haired judge hesitated for a moment and looked at Lake: "His Majesty the Black King, are you here for John Wick?"

Lake looked at the judge with a faint expression and sipped his glass of wine: "I came to New York to see my friend, and by the way, I will ask my guide to have a drink."

The judge looked at Winston: "Guide?"

Winston, wearing glasses, smiled a little.

Lake smiled and said, "I was a free killer in my early years. Who do you think recommended me to a hotel in mainland China?"

The judge looked at Winston again in an instant, as if he was saying, why didn't you tell me this information when I came here yesterday.

Winston's expression remains unchanged.

This matter was a matter between him and the Black King. Winston just felt that he had helped a very small favor. After all, Lake could help him clean up some business when he entered the mainland hotel. Winston never thought that this was such a great thing.

nature.

Winston would not talk about this matter. After all, he was over the age of being young and frivolous and unrestrained. Winston knew it was a matter of nostalgia for the Black King, but he could not think that this was a kindness.

The judge took a deep breath in his heart and looked at Lake: "Then, His Majesty the Black King..."

Lake interrupted directly: "You go first, I won't interfere in this matter now. Do what you should do. When I want to interfere, I won't blame you."

The judge nodded: "I understand, Your Majesty."

After saying that.

The judge stood up and left the place without any stop.

Winston looked at the judge's departure back and laughed, "When she came here yesterday, she wanted to take over my hotel."

Lake and Winston clinked: "My friend, you built the mainland hotel in New York. Trust me, no one can take it away from you."

He wouldn't allow such a thing to happen, either.

When Lake launched a [washing stains] offensive against New York City, the mainland hotel helped a lot in secret. Several times the organizers of the zero-yuan purchase event planned by the black guys were all Winston who paid privately to put on the reward list.

Of course.

Winston mainly feels that he can kill two birds with one stone. First, the Black King has a close relationship with Lake, the current Department of Homeland Security, and reciprocates. Second, Winston intends to take advantage of this opportunity to create more reward lists, thinking that he can give some newbies a chance to assassinate.

This is a good mobile phone meeting, and even the cleaning team does not need to be dispatched.

Since Lake secretly instructed the launch of the plan to "wash out stains", the number of black blacks in New York City has been decreasing at a diving speed. As for the bodies of some black blacks, after seeing the skin color at the New York Police Department, let's put it this way, there are not one or two unsolved cases in the files of the New York Police Department that have no chance to crack.

As for the young black men who already existed in the New York Police Department and other law enforcement agencies?

Check it out.

If there is no problem, just let it go. If there is any problem, clean it up directly.

What a big deal.

Anyway, it's almost time to get the Earth United Federation's briefing. Besides, Lake just doesn't like black. As for other colors, even if it's mixed-race, Lake doesn't matter.

Mexicans and Lake all think they are better than the little blacks.

At least, Mexicans do not eat benefits in vain, they will do their own food and clothing.

Lake put the wine glass in his hand aside, talked about the serious matter, and looked at Winston: "What happened?"

This is not a question knowingly.

Who knows how the plot in reality is staged? Most of the plots that Lake remembers, but the general direction of the plots of the movie has not changed, but other things, such as details, will still be different.

"John shot Anthony inside the Mainland hotel, triggering the Mainland hotel's drive-off button. At the early morning of this year, the high table took out a reward of 14 million for John Wick."

Lake smiled and said, "This is the iron rule set by mainland hotels from the beginning. It is an absolutely safe iron rule among mainland hotels."

Although the rules are used to break them.

But for most people, the rules are still made to be followed by them. Only a few people can break the rules.

For example, Lake.

Lake asked for a clear idea. After killing people at the mainland hotel at that time, he had already prepared to directly make the mainland hotel gray.

What about John Wick?

Lake thought about the original plot of the movie, and it seemed that John Wick thought of was to find a high table in the Egyptian desert to see if there was a way to reconcile.

From this perspective, there is no doubt that Lake's pattern is once again much higher than John Wick.

"Where is John now?"

"have no idea."

"……All right."

Lake touched his chin and nodded truthfully.

Winston then looked at Lake: "However, when I met John in Central Park for the last time yesterday, he tried to ask me where the Immortal Castle is."

Lake looked up at Winston: "Immortal Castle?"

Winston nodded.

"interesting."

Lake played with the wine glass in his hand: "What did you say?"

"I have no idea."

“…”

Winston looked at Lake's expression and said, "No one knows the real location of the Immortal Castle. Just as people only know that the real headquarters of the Immortal Consortium is in Hungary, not the one in Paris. I tried to ask John why he asked the whereabouts of the Immortal Castle, but John didn't say it."

Lake touched his chin.

He might know why.

Could it be that John Wick intends to find the Black King, who is now a high table, through this relationship of knowing him, or to contact Lake through the Black King?

All are possible.

The fact that the Black King became a high table was very sensational at that time. After all, all the killers were waiting for the mainland hotel to send orders to expel the Black King.

As a result, what they waited for was the news that the Black King became the High Table Prisoner.

Although John Wick had retired at that time, it was impossible for John Wick to know about this matter if John Wick's news network was still there.

so……

Lake pointed at the desktop with his finger.

Just then.

Lake felt the vibrating cell phone, came back to his senses, made a gesture to Winston opposite him for a moment, took out his cell phone, looked at the call, and answered: "Say."

Tiffany's voice came from the microphone, "BOSS, at 1:23 am, an ATM located opposite a building complex called "Two Wolves" captured the scene of John Wick entering the building."

"good."

Lake hung up the phone, touched her chin, and looked at Winston: "The rules of the mainland hotel cannot be broken. This is the iron rule. Go back and tell the judge that I will deal with this matter and let her leave from New York. There can be a killer in New York, but if you can't control it, then you are not allowed to come."

Winston nodded: "I understand, don't worry."

After Lake finished speaking, he laughed: "Who invited who last time he drank."

"I."

"Okay, I'll treat you this time."

Lake smiled, took out two Franklin from his arms and pressed it down on his wine glass, got up, hugged Winston, and smiled and said, "Old guy, if you think the world is boring, prepare your own funeral earlier, and I'll take you to have a better time."

After saying that.

Lake patted Winston on the back, said, take care, and then turned around and left with sunglasses.
To be continued...