Refused Again and Again

Ginny watched John Wick walk away, her red lips parting slightly. "Is this the Night Demon? It seems he refused Master Ninja!"

"And this legendary assassin... he seems to have taken a beating."

After speaking, Ginny stared at Charlotte Doyle with her bright eyes, wanting to see how he would answer.

Charlotte Doyle, however, chuckled. "He's been out of the assassin world for 4 years. Being ambushed suddenly, it's normal for him to get a little hurt. Right now, he doesn't want to get too involved with us."

"But, after his retirement, he's already stirred up waves. It's probably impossible for him to have no connection to the assassin world. This incident will drag him in completely."

"Besides, no one can refuse Charlotte Doyle's goodwill. Not even the Night Demon."

As they spoke, John Wick finished his conversation with Winston. After getting the addresses of a few brats from Adina, he left the bar.

Seeing John Wick leave, Ginny smiled. "He's gone. Do you want to follow him?"

Charlotte Doyle shook his head and said slowly, "No need. He'll return to the hotel. The story has just begun. There will be plenty of opportunities."

After a simple couple of drinks, Charlotte Doyle spoke, "Let me take you back. New York at night isn't safe."

The two left The Continental Hotel. After sending Ginny back to her place, Charlotte Doyle watched the Room Door close and turned back to The Continental Hotel.

Inside the room, Ginny leaned against the Room Door, slowly standing up only after confirming Charlotte Doyle had left.

She had known Charlotte Doyle for some time and had been his assistant for half a year.

She was originally an assassin from The Textile Factory, but not a registered member of The Continental Hotel. A failed mission had nearly cost her her life.

It was also during that mission that she left The Textile Factory. When the mission ended, she collapsed in front of Charlotte Doyle's door. He saved her, and she quit the business from then on.

Especially after learning he was also an assassin, she chose to become his assistant, helping Charlotte Doyle gather mission information and handle some miscellaneous tasks.

For the past six months, she had left The Textile Factory, and they hadn't contacted her, as if tacitly accepting her departure. But today, she received news from The Textile Factory: Cross had betrayed them!

At this moment, she didn't know if she should trouble Charlotte Doyle.

Meanwhile, back at The Continental Hotel, Charlotte Doyle waited quietly. His room was at the end of the floor, next to John Wick's room.

Time slowly passed.

A sound of a door opening echoed. Charlotte Doyle knew John Wick had returned.

As expected, not long after, fighting sounds came from the room next door.

Although Charlotte Doyle didn't go over, he already knew the scene of the fight.

Perkins, the female assassin who violated The Continental Hotel's Rules, had her head covered with a bedsheet, and John was pounding her face.

Charlotte Doyle knew someone would notify the hotel front desk, so he didn't bother calling.

Thinking of The Continental Hotel's rules, Charlotte Doyle felt a bit speechless.

No killing.

This wasn't a problem initially, but after the other party made a move, you couldn't kill them in the hotel because you had to abide by the rules.

After all, if the other party broke the rules, and you followed them, you would also be considered a rule-breaker and face punishment from The Continental Hotel.

Otherwise, John Wick wouldn't have held back.

After a moment, the sounds of fighting stopped, and John emerged victorious.

At this moment, Charlotte Doyle opened his room door and looked at Perkins crawling on the corridor, shaking his head silently.

John, who had hung up the phone, walked out, grabbed Perkins from behind, and pressed a pistol to his head, finally extracting the information he wanted...

Then he knocked Perkins unconscious with the butt of his gun. At this time, Harry, who was staying in the room next to John's, heard the commotion and opened his room door, also holding a pistol.

The sound of a gun being cocked caught John's attention. John paused, unsure if the person behind him was an enemy or someone trying to collect a bounty on him.

Without turning, a voice came from behind him: "Do we know each other?"

Hearing the familiar voice, John Wick replied, "We should!"

At this moment, John Wick raised his hands, signaling he had no intention of attacking.

Just as he was about to look up and turn, he noticed the room door in front of him also opening, revealing a man standing there.

It was Charlotte Doyle, whom he had met twice in one day. He paused for a moment before turning around and greeting the Black Person assassin behind him, "Hey, Harry."

Harry glanced at the three of them, his pupils contracting slightly when his gaze fell on Charlotte Doyle. He then asked John, "Is everything alright?"

John Wick answered, "Everything's fine."

"Then you can handle it yourself."

Harry turned to go back to his room. John Wick called out to him, "Hey, Harry."

"Want to earn a Gold Coin and help me look after this sleeping guy?"

Harry replied expressionlessly, "Catch and release?"

John Wick humorously answered, "Exactly, a cat-and-mouse game."

Hearing John Wick's words, Harry accepted the task. He took a pair of handcuffs from his room, locked Perkins' hands behind his back, and brought him into his room.

Standing at the doorway, Charlotte Doyle held a bottle of Chivas and an empty glass, smiling at John Wick, who had temporarily finished his business, "John, want a drink? You're quite injured."

As he spoke, he used the hand holding the wine glass to point at John's injured abdomen.

It had just been hit a few times by Perkins's fist, and blood was already seeping out, staining the gauze wrapped around the wound.

John Wick walked forward, took the Chivas and the wine glass, poured himself a drink, and downed it in one gulp.

"This is good liquor." He looked at the label, Chivas 1987, then returned the liquor and glass to Charlotte Doyle.

Charlotte Doyle took the liquor and glass and said, "John, you look a bit disheveled. Do you need help with the upcoming action?"

"Charlotte Doyle, I've retired. This is a personal vendetta, and I can handle it."

John Wick clearly didn't want to get entangled in the assassin world's mire again, and he refused his friend who had always wanted to offer help.

Charlotte Doyle shrugged and said regretfully, "Alright then, John. Be careful. If the Night Demon falls here, it would be a loss to the assassin world."

Then Charlotte Doyle turned and went back into the room, closing the room door.

As for the Black Person assassin Harry, who was responsible for guarding Perkins, he had no intention of warning him about the potential danger to his life.

What did the death or survival of a Black Person have to do with him?