Fox and Wesley looked at each other. The next target of their Assassin's League was the High Table and its Continental Hotel. Now there was an internal conflict. That was great.
Hearing John Wick's words, Smith knew that the plot of John Wick 2 was about to begin, so he said,
"After you get this dragon ball, I will tell you the whereabouts of the third dragon ball."
"As for the blood oath this time, it is your personal mission, so just do it with confidence."
John Wick drank the whiskey in front of him, then stood up and said,
"I understand."
Looking at John Wick who was leaving, Wesley asked curiously:
"What exactly are these Dragon Balls you're talking about?"
Smith looked at Fox and said,
"Explain it to him."
As Fox told the story, Wesley was stunned and couldn't believe that there were such items in the world. At the same time, he was also a little confused as to why John Wick should be given the opportunity to make a wish.
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the other side.
Santino Antonio came to the Continental Hotel and said to Winston:
"Manager Winston, can you help me make an appointment with Smith Doyle?"
Winston turned the ring in his hand, then looked up at the other party and said:
"Mr. Smith is not a member of the Continental Hotel. It's not easy to contact him."
"Can I ask him what I want?"
Santino Antonio smiled and said,
"He had spread a message to Eddie, saying that anyone who found similar items could contact him."
Hearing about this, Winston also became interested and said curiously:
"It looks like you found something similar."
Santino Antonio smiled and then asked,
"Actually, I'm quite curious about who that guy is. He's not even a registered member of the hotel, but he can get in without any problems."
"I heard that he also killed a lot of African-Americans, which scared a lot of people."
Winston did not tell Smith Doyle's identity, but said:
"If you inherit the Camorra one day and become one of the twelve seats, you will easily know the other party's identity."
When he heard that it was related to the high table, Santino Antonio realized that the other party's identity was not simple.
"Please help me make an appointment with the other party."
Seeing this, Winston took out his cell phone and called Smith Doyle.
"I'm Winston, Mr. Smith."
Smith heard the other party's voice and said,
"Manager Winston, what's the matter?"
Winston continued,
"Mr. Smith once issued a mission to Eddie, and now Santino Antonio has obtained something similar and wants to invite you to the Continental Hotel for a chat."
"Okay, let him wait for me at the Continental Hotel."
After hanging up the phone, Smith Doyle smiled. It turned out to be the lucky guy, Santino Antonio.
"Fox, drive to the Continental."
Wesley quickly asked,
"What about me?"
"Take me one."
Glancing at Wesley, Smith said,
"Do you have any gold coins from the Continental Hotel?"
"If you have one, come along."
Wesley took out gold coins from his pocket and picked up exactly three.
"I paid for the entrance fee."
Smith smiled and said,
"Then let's go together."
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The three of them quickly arrived at the Continental Hotel. After Fox handed the car to the parking attendant at the door, he went in with Smith and Wesley.
When Smith arrived at the dining area, he immediately saw Santino Antonio eating steak and drinking red wine.
Smith led the two men to Santino Antonio, and the three of them sat down.
Santino Antonio raised his wine glass and said:
"Would you like some, Mr. Smith?"
"The steak here is pretty good. It's my treat."
Smith snapped his fingers, called the waiter, and ordered three steaks and red wine.
Santino Antonio looked around and said with a smile:
"Mr. Smith, when you came, all the Africans around you fled."
Smith didn't care and said with a smile:
"After all, it was you who made the appointment here."
Santino Antonio shook his wine glass and said:
"I like the rules here."
"No killing at the Continental Hotel."
Smith said calmly:
"But I'm not a registered member here."
Santino Antonio was nervous for a moment, but still said calmly:
"But you still didn't break the rules here, did you?"
"Actually, I'm very curious about your identity, but I'm not going to discuss this with you today."
"I'm more curious about this."
As he spoke, Santino Antonio pulled out his cell phone and showed photos of it.
Looking at the photo of the four-star ball in front of him, Smith Doyle sensed the corresponding location in his mind.
All that was seen was a short-haired woman following John Wick, holding a four-star ball in her hand.
Recalling the plot of John Wick 2, this woman should be Ares, a subordinate of Santino Antonio, who is one of the few people who can fight John Wick in a one-on-one fight.
Just then the waiter came over with a food cart and brought up steak and red wine.
Santino Antonio stretched out his hand and said:
"Everyone taste it first, and we'll talk about it later."
Smith and the other two didn't hesitate to start eating, while the four of them chatted as they ate.
After the meal, as the waiter cleared away the tableware, Smith began to speak:
"What are you willing to pay for this information?"
Santino Antonio thought for a moment, then said,
"How about 4 gold coins, 3 for the entry fee and 1 for the information."
The price offered by Santino Antonio was not low, but the information about Dragon Ball was still far from enough.
Smith shook his head:
"Not enough."
Santino Antonio looked at Smith and said slowly:
"what would you like?"
Smith took out John Wick's blood oath contract from his pocket, and then said:
"In order to know this information, John Wick paid the blood oath contract."
"If you want, a similar blood oath contract."
After hearing Smith Doyle's words, Santino Antonio knew that he had suffered a big loss this time.
The information alone was worth a blood oath contract from John Wick, so what would the value of the item itself be?
And he asked John Wick to take action, not only with a blood oath contract, but also to hand over 4 stars ball to the other party. Thinking of this, he had some ideas in his mind.
"This price is too high. Is there any other way?"
Santino Antonio didn't want to sign the blood oath contract. This thing might be a death warrant. Who knows what the other party would ask you to do with it.
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(End of this chapter)