"What's going on?! How could it be an empty number?!"

The salamander couldn't figure it out.

Of course she didn't know that John was busy dealing with killers now and there was no time to deal with other mundane things. The phone number he gave her was naturally fake.

He naturally didn't want the salamander to bother him again, even though she was a beauty with a good appearance of 8:50.

But John is now worth nearly one billion US dollars. Is he a shortage of women?

I don’t think that even a beautiful woman with a good appearance would fall down under the billion-dollar money attack. A woman who is only 8:50 can’t catch John’s eyes at all.

Where would you like to have contact with her again?

"Bastard! The damn old turtle bastard dares to lie to me and dares to play with this goddess. I want to tear you into pieces!"

The salamander waved his sharp bone-cutting knife to slash everything in the residence.

She stepped on the mess all over the ground and suddenly slapped her head, "Why am I going crazy here alone? I have to find that old bastard. It's getting late now, and the poison on his body is about to take off.

Humph, I thought I wouldn't be able to find you if I didn't tell my phone number. You were too delusional and forgot who I am!

I am a top killer and a member of InterContinental Hotel!”

All members of InterContinental Hotels have the right to pay to check the whereabouts of relevant personnel. According to the difficulty, there will be corresponding access and deviation of fees.

The salamander immediately left the residence and drove to the local hotel.

But what she didn't know was that as soon as she set off, her whereabouts were discovered by others.

"Kuroda, look, she's out. She's so anxious that she must go to find 'Black Caesar'." Max said to Riro Kuroda in the co-pilot.

Kuroda nodded, "Drive, let's follow her."

Kuroda Riro's car had just left, and another car drove out from behind.

In the car, Casper said to himself: "I didn't expect that there was another person who targeted 'Black Caesar'. Could it be... that person hired another team? I have to follow them and figure it out."

As soon as Casper's car drove away, another motorcycle appeared behind him.

There was a man in a Geely suit on the motorcycle sneered slightly, "It seems that it is getting more and more interesting now. With so many people appearing, it seems that the food will be cold when it is my turn... 'Black Caesar', you have to be good, don't die so early, I'm still waiting to find you to have a fight... Haha! Hahahaha..."

He started the motorcycle with a crazy laugh.

...

Of course, the salamander who was leading the way at the front did not know that there were so many people behind her. Now she just wanted to find "Black Caesar" to pieces as soon as possible. Her bone-cutting knife was ready, and it was in her bag.

She parked at the entrance of the local InterContinental Hotel, carried her bag in, and found the person in charge to inquire about the whereabouts of "Black Caesar".

When the person in charge reported the fees collected, she immediately shouted: "What?! It takes ten gold coins to check the whereabouts of a legendary killer?! Are you robbing?!"

The salamander's entire net worth is only more than twenty gold coins, and paying ten gold coins at once is tantamount to killing her.

Although she is a top killer and a senior member of the hotel, she is still too young and has received very limited orders, far less than that of John and the others, who have worked for thirty years, are rich and have a wealth of at least 200 hotel gold coins.

Ten gold coins will not hurt the old birds at all.

Originally, when she heard the expensive handling fee of ten gold coins, the salamander must give up, because even if she successfully killed "Black Caesar" and successfully completed this order, she would not receive a commission of more than ten gold coins, which was thankless.

But she has been defeated in John's hands today, and he has released a dove and was fooled. With her pretentious goddess self-esteem, she naturally couldn't swallow her breath. She said that she would find John no matter what she said, killing the whip corpse to vent her anger.

He could only grit his teeth, pay a huge sum of ten gold coins, and entrust the hotel to find out John's whereabouts as soon as possible.

There is no discount on the price, but this is the case for hotels. They clearly marked the price and did not check it. If the salamander felt it was expensive, they could only talk about it.

She didn't have the courage to fight the hotel like John.

After paying the handling fee, the salamander thought he would have to wait for a while.

Because Black Caesar is also a legendary killer, and is one level higher than her top killer, it will not be so easy for a hotel to check his whereabouts.

Who knows...

The hotel's head immediately told the salamander that "Black Caesar" John Wicker is currently living in the hotel.

"What?!"

The huge shame made the salamander blush and she was fooled again!

The old bastard lives in the hotel, just under her nose. She pays half of her net worth like a sand sculpture to ask the hotel to check her whereabouts. She is so depressed that she wants to commit suicide.

No!

She wanted to kill the hotel manager in front of her!

Because he knew that John was staying in a hotel, he wanted to cheat her of ten gold coins and squeezed half of her wealth.

Her expression was very terrible, as if she wanted to eat people, but she ate the hotel manager who cheated her gold coins.

But the hotel manager didn't even hang her, and just said lightly: "I believe you still remember the hotel regulations very clearly. I don't need to remind you again."

The salamander immediately shivered for a moment and lowered his head.

It’s not okay to not bow your head. The hotel is above order, and it cannot be touched by a mere top killer.

She believed that as long as she dared to take action, she would immediately die.

There is no real scum left.

Because the hotel customer service department often deals with corpses in this way, the "scavenger" department can completely evaporate a person.

"It was all the old bastard John Wicker who harmed me. If he told me his mobile phone number, how could I spend ten gold coins in vain? Old bastard, old devil, old villain, I want to eat your meat!"

Since he could not fight against the supreme hotel, the salamander could only vent all his anger on John and he had to pay back all the debts he owed!

Salamander thought to himself: Since he is a legendary killer who has been famous for 30 years, it proves that he must have accumulated a lot of gold coins over the past 30 years. At that time, I will not kill him first, force him to hand over all the gold coins before sending him on the road.

Yes! That's it!

Hehehehehehehehehehehehe...

She was almost moved by her IQ.

"Salpaulin, I'll remind you about the relevant regulations of the hotel." The person in charge warned.

"I understand, I won't cause trouble, nor will I kill people here," said the salamander.

The hotel stipulates that she cannot cause trouble or kill people in it, but it does not mean that she cannot take people out to kill them.

John has been infected with her chronic poison, and it should have been poisoned at this time.

At that time, he fainted and was slaughtered like a dead pig. She just needed to enter his room and take him out of the hotel and do whatever he wanted.

You can do whatever you want.
Chapter completed!