Carlos!
Carlos is the top killer in the killer organization Mutual Aid Association and is also one of the top ten killers in the entire killer world. In simple terms, Carlos is simply an idol in the hearts of countless killers and novice killers.
but...
That was in the past, but now he is the object of admiration and sympathy in the eyes of countless killers.
No doubt about it.
Because Carlos betrayed his organization, the Mutual Aid Society.
Being a killer is not about treating people to dinner or having some beautiful romantic stories. Before the Continental Hotel, the killer world may have grown in a wild way. But things changed after the Continental Hotel came into being and spent more than ten years establishing rules for the entire killer world.
Let me put it this way.
After the rise of the Continental Hotel and the emergence of the killer world as a rule-setter, any killer who dares to betray the organization will only have one way to go, and that is death, without exception.
Even though Carlos can still drink at the Continental Hotel now, that's because it's not time for the Continental Hotel to take action yet.
Because Carlos is not a killer directly operated by the Continental Hotel, but a killer belonging to a chain partner under the name of the Continental Hotel.
For killers directly employed by mainland hotels, once a betrayal occurs, the mainland hotel will directly issue a wanted order and offer a reward for their capture, and the fight will continue until their death.
But for chain partners?
Let the chain partners handle it themselves first. If they cannot handle it, or if the chain partners are killed by the killer, then the mainland hotel will come out to clean up the mess and get rid of the killer.
The Continental Hotel did this to reassure other killer organizations. After all, the Continental Hotel was powerful, and if it casually interfered with the internal affairs of other killer organizations, the world would have rebelled long ago.
so...
Carlos' ending was already written when he betrayed the mutual aid society for whatever reason. That was death, and there was only one way to go: death. The only difference was how many people Carlos could take with him to be buried with him.
Should I die alone, or take the people from the mutual aid society with me to be buried with me?
Lake looked at Carlos who was drinking one whiskey after another, smiled slightly, and walked over there.
"Hi!"
"…"
Lake looked at Carlos, who looked up with a blank expression and said nothing. He smiled, sat down opposite Carlos, and waved towards the bar, "Two bourbons."
One cup is one gold coin, and two cups are also one gold coin. Lake will definitely choose two cups.
soon.
The bartender brought the bourbon over.
After taking it, Lake handed a gold coin to the bartender, and then placed two glasses of bourbon in front of him under Carlos's gaze.
Carlos's eyebrows twitched, he looked at Lake and asked, "What's wrong?"
Lake sipped his bourbon and shook his head. "No, I just wanted to come over and see what the legendary Cross of the Ranking Killer looks like."
The killer world is also very hierarchical.
Lake?
Lake is not of any level, he is a freelance killer. If the killer world is compared to the takeout industry, then the Continental Hotel is the dominant Meituan, and other killer organizations are franchisees of Meituan.
The killers of mainland hotels directly operated are Meituan killers who receive salaries, while the killers of other franchisees are their respective takeaway killers.
Freelance killers like Lake are equivalent to crowdsourced killers.
Um.
Most of the tasks Lake took on were orders that Meituan killers and takeaway killers didn't want, or orders that slipped through when they were too busy.
It sounds pitiful.
But Lake didn't think so, because once he became a direct-operated killer or a takeaway killer, Lake was afraid that the entire killer world would be destroyed by him.
How will we make money then?
and...
Lake likes a more exciting life, but he doesn't want to spend 356 consecutive days in excitement.
Carlos frowned, "Now that you've seen it, you can leave."
"I will."
Lake said with a smile, "Cross, can I ask a more personal question?"
"cannot."
"Why?"
"Because I will kill you."
"This is the Continental Hotel."
"I am a mortal."
"learn."
Lake nodded: "So, you are determined to die, don't you have any worries at all?"
This is why Carlos is at the Continental Hotel, and the other killers from the Mutual Aid Society did not come.
If Carlos saw them at the Continental Hotel, he would probably open fire, but Firefox and the others didn't dare to do that. If Carlos lived, they would die. If Carlos died, they would still be put on a bounty by the Continental Hotel for opening fire.
Carlos continued expressionlessly: "No."
Lake shook the bourbon glass in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Not to Wesley either..."
He didn't finish his words.
Lake suddenly felt something pressing against his thigh.
It's ice cold.
That's the feeling of the muzzle of a gun.
Carlos narrowed his eyes slightly, and exuded the aura of a cornered beast: "If you dare to move, try it."
Lake's smile remained: "I have a suggestion."
I seem to be able to make two fortunes.
This thought suddenly popped into Lake's mind the moment he walked into the hotel and saw Carlos in the bar.
He can have it both ways.
wrong.
He can get three shares of money.
Carlos is a top killer in the killer world. Although most of the killer funds of the mutual aid society were pocketed by the factory manager Sloan, Carlos still has some savings as the top assassin of the mutual aid society.
Carlos looked into Lake's eyes, which were not at all panicked. He was silent for a moment, then said sparingly, "Speak!"
Lake smiled and said, "You hope that your son Wesley will not be like you and let him live an ordinary life. So, I have a suggestion. I will make sure Wesley has an ordinary life."
Carlos continued expressionlessly: "What do I have to pay?"
"all!"
Lake continued to smile. "As far as I know, although the assassins of the Mutual Aid Society do not participate in the activities organized by the Continental Hotel, you still have some gold coins and savings. Simply put, give me your inheritance, and I will guarantee Wesley's simplest and ordinary life."
Carlos smiled for the first time.
Lake felt Carlos's pistol was also withdrawn.
Carlos looked at Lake, laughed loudly twice, drank the whiskey in front of him, and then said to Lake with a sarcastic expression on his face: "Do you know how many people come here tonight to ask for my inheritance?"
The same thing.
Not all killers have mansions and sports cars.
Every profession is like this. Except for a small group of the top killers who can make money, most killers are just above the poverty line like the blue-collar workers outside.
Lake said with a smile: "I am different from them, so this involves another matter. I can do this thing first, and then you can pay me."
Carlos: "…"
I beg for three likes of quality, thank you so much, 嘤嘤嘤!