John Wick was surprised by the sudden appearance of Charlotte Doyle, who had saved him. Just moments ago, he had thought he was about to join his beloved wife and dog in the afterlife.
Then he said, "Thank you, Charlotte. I owe you one."
After speaking, John Wick prepared to try and undo the zip ties around his hands.
Watching John about to struggle with them, Charlotte Doyle said, "No need to make it so complicated."
He directly threw a dart, cleanly slicing through the zip ties around John's hands.
"That was cool!"
After saying that, John Wick did not linger. He picked up the Kel-Tec KSG shotgun from the ground and said as he ran, "Charlotte, I'll thank you when I get back to The Continental Hotel. I have something to do now."
With that, he rushed out of the warehouse.
Sunlight fell across Charlotte Doyle. He took out a kunai and waved it toward a certain direction under the sun. The reflected glint instantly flashed toward Marcus on the rooftop.
Only then did Marcus realize he had been discovered. As expected of an assassin with a title, he made no unnecessary movements. He had come to rescue John Wick in the first place, but now that his old friend had escaped danger without his help, he was quite satisfied.
Putting away his sniper rifle, Marcus prepared to leave this troublesome place.
Outside, John Wick had already completely cornered Viggo. He even used his shotgun to kill Viggo's Driver with a single shot.
"Viggo, where is he?"
John Wick fired a shot beside Viggo, then aimed the gun at him.
After getting the location of Viggo's son from him and making Viggo call off the bounty against him,
John Wick also agreed not to make a move against Viggo.
Charlotte Doyle, who had left the warehouse, did not show himself. Relying on the speed and stealth of a ninja, he left without exposing himself.
He neither cared about nor paid attention to the reconciliation between John Wick and Viggo.
John had his own reasons. On one hand, he needed Viggo to call off the assassination bounty against him. On the other, perhaps Viggo being his former boss also played a part.
In his heart, there was only personal vengeance. Whoever killed his dog and stole his car, he would kill them.
After all, everyone had their own principles.
At the same time, inside The Continental Hotel, Perkins killed Harry in a hotel room, took the Gold Coin John had given Harry, and recalled the moment John had suddenly rolled off the bed during her assassination attempt.
Opening John Wick's room again, Perkins walked to the bed and looked toward the headboard. She found a bullet hole. After examining it closely, she recognized it as the mark left by a Sniper Rifle Bullet, not by the pistol she had used. Following the trajectory, she looked toward the window behind her and discovered another bullet hole in it.
"You actually ruined my plan!"
"I'll make you pay for this."
Perkins instantly understood why her assassination had failed. After memorizing everything, she turned and left The Continental Hotel.
Elsewhere, Charlotte Doyle, having left Little Russia, quickly returned to the entrance of The Continental Hotel. He tossed a Gold Coin to the Doorman as payment for entering the hotel. After returning to his room, he waited for John to come thank him.
Charlotte Doyle was quite satisfied with the outcome of this mission. He had only killed two Gangster Minions, yet saved John's life and earned a promise in return. It was not a bad deal.
Thinking of the Gold Coin he had just used, Charlotte felt rather speechless.
These Gold Coins were issued and promoted by the High Table, but their purchasing power was simply absurd.
To be specific.
Entering The Continental Hotel cost one Gold Coin.
Staying at The Continental Hotel cost one Gold Coin.
Entering the hotel bar cost one Gold Coin.
Arranging treatment from a Doctor cost one Gold Coin.
Disposing of a corpse cost one Gold Coin.
Even when John asked Harry for help, it cost one Gold Coin.
At The Continental Hotel, any service, including Assassin Service, had a minimum price of one Gold Coin.
Yet one Gold Coin, at the low end, could merely get someone to bring a pet into the hotel and care for it for a few hours.
At the high end, that same one Gold Coin could even hire a reasonably capable assassin to carry out an assassination.
One had to know that the bounty for killing John Wick, the assassin known as the Night Demon, was only four Gold Coins. Yet four Gold Coins were enough to tempt an assassin into breaking the Rules and killing someone inside The Continental Hotel.
Without Gold Coins, having only US Dollars did not necessarily mean one could hire an assassin from The Continental Hotel.
It could be said that the purchasing power of these Gold Coins was a complete mystery, with enormous fluctuations. Yet under the High Table's promotion, they had become hard currency in the assassin world.
What supported the value of Gold Coins was The Continental Hotel. It was like a mercenary guild for the assassin world. Bounties were posted here, intelligence could be gathered here, and most importantly, registered members of The Continental Hotel could enjoy its protection. For example, fighting was forbidden within the hotel grounds.
Eighty percent of New York's Assassins were registered members of The Continental Hotel.
This was a gathering place for Assassins.
Of course, there were still all kinds of assassin organizations outside, but none could compete with The Continental Hotel.
The Continental Hotel also had its own enforcers, specifically tasked with punishing Assassins who violated its rules. Even the manager of each Continental Hotel had their own Armed Force.
And behind The Continental Hotel stood another organization—the High Table.
The High Table was an assassin alliance formed by the world's major gangs. It had twelve seats, and its headquarters was in the desert near Casablanca.
These twelve seats made up the High Table's leadership, occupied by forces such as the Comorra, the Mafia, The Glorious, and the Triads.
Wherever there were people, there would be conflict. The High Table, formed from the world's major gangs, was still filled with undercurrents and intrigue beneath the surface.
As for him, Charlotte Doyle, he had an idea: to claim one of those twelve seats. Before the major Marvel events began, this was a rather good goal he had come up with.
After all, this line of work suited him perfectly.
Were ninjas not responsible for assassination, gathering intelligence, and even starting wars?
Lying on the bed, Charlotte Doyle could not help picking up a Gold Coin and playing with it in his hand. The coin instantly began dancing continuously across his fingers.
Elsewhere, after Viggo Tarasov told John Wick the location he wanted to know, he did not immediately drive away.
Instead, he returned to the Warehouse where John Wick had been held. Looking at the two corpses on the ground, Viggo stepped forward to inspect them. He wanted to know how the Night Demon, who had clearly been about to die at his hands, had escaped and turned the tables. After all, his men had firearms, while John had been tightly bound.
He examined the wounds on the two subordinates, as well as the two Shuriken and one dart left on the ground.
Viggo Tarasov's face darkened as he roared, "Ninja Charlotte!"
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