At night, the lights were on in the hotel room and John lay on the bed to sleep.

Turning on the light to sleep is a habit developed before traveling through time. It is relatively late to cultivate immortality, and you will fall asleep if you don’t pay attention. In the long run, you will not turn off the lights anymore. Anyway, you can’t pay much money for the electricity bill.

Just as I was sleeping peacefully, I suddenly heard a slight sound of the door opening.

There is no way. The old man who is nearly fifty years old is definitely not as good as the young man. He can wake up with a little movement.

"Who is so rude to sneak open my door and run to my room while I'm sleeping? There must be something wrong with it."

John muttered, immediately turned over and got out of bed, and rolled into the underside of the bed.

Soon, he saw a pair of women's short boots walking over softly.

Beep beep beep beep!

Several consecutive depressing gunshots.

He obviously felt the bed trembling a few times.

Fortunately, the mattress is thickened and there are a lot of fillings inside. The small-caliber gun does not have that strong penetration. Otherwise, hiding under the bed will inevitably lead to disaster.

Who is so brave that he dares to take action without any ban in the InterContinental Hotel?

"Hi, John?"

The pair of women's short boots had already come to her eyes, and her owner also spoke.

The sound is very familiar.

Perkins!

Perkins also found it strange that he stayed in front of him after nightfall and never saw John coming out. He must be still in the room. The room was so big that there was no place for Tibetans.

Could it be hidden in...

Her eyes fell to the bed...

She suddenly stretched out her hands under the bed and grabbed her ankle. She exclaimed, and her whole body was overturned by her back.

John rushed out and threw himself on her.

Perkins was shocked and shot in a hurry.

John held her arm tightly.

Beep beep beep beep!

The lamps on the ceiling shattered when they were evil, sparks flashed, and glass slag flew around.

John shook off the crystal clearness on his hair, and the veins on his arms swelled up. "I didn't expect Perkins would dare to break the rules of the hotel for a mere two million bounty."

Perkins grinned, gasped heavily, and smiled, "Vigo added 4 million US dollars, 4 million is enough to make me take the risk. After getting your order, the sky is high and the birds fly, I can enjoy my life well."

"Is that true?"

John knocked her pistol off hard.

Perkins reluctantly raised his knees, stretched his women's short boots behind him, and kicked John the back of the head.

John rolled off her immediately.

As soon as he stood up, Perkins tied his neck from behind, and used the power of his arms to squirt to both sides, creaking.

John slammed her elbow backwards in the ribs.

Perkins's breath was relieved and his strength was reduced.

John turned around in place, and Perkins, who was carrying his back, hit the wall hard.

Click!

The TV on the wall suddenly split.

John turned his body again and rushed her to the wine cabinet.

Cracking, the wine cabinet collapsed, the bottle was smashed, the wine splashed everywhere, broken glass and sharp wood chips slammed Perkins' back, heart-wrenching pain.

"Dingling..."

The landline phone rang.

John turned a deaf ear and said, "I have sworn that I never hit a woman."

After saying that, he punched Perkins in the face.

Perkins' nose bleeding was flowing, and he thought to himself that the vow you made was "very fragrant".

John punched her three times in a row, and the landline was ringing tirelessly.

John rubbed the blood stains from his fists on her clothes and walked over to answer the phone.

"Hi, John, what's wrong with your room? I'll complain downstairs about the noise in your room."

The person who called to inquire about Charon, a black man at the front desk.

John looked back at Perkins with a bruised nose and face, "I'm dealing with the uninvited guests who broke into my room."

Charon: "Do you need to book a midnight snack?"

John: "Maybe."

Perkins was crawling towards the pistol on the ground.

John hung up the phone, walked over a few steps, and picked up the gun.

John: "Tell me where Vigo is."

Perkins hung his neck, "You dream."

John pressed the gun against her head, "Do you want to die? Need me to book a midnight snack for you?"

John drooled in his heart as he watched the kill shown on her head fall.

"Kill and touch the corpse to gain experience 2120."

"There is a certain chance to obtain 50 points in [Fighting] specialization qualification, 37 points in [City Battle] talent qualification, 22 points in [Cold Weapons] specialization qualification, 25 points in [Light Weapons] specialization qualification, 10 points in [Civil Vehicles] specialization qualification, 2550 US dollars, 4 gold coins, a bottle of perfume, and a pack of young nurses."

“There is an extremely low chance to obtain personal traits [Bone Shrink].”

Perkins: "I said, don't you kill me?"

Hotel residents have the right to kill intruders who trespassed the room.

John: "yeah, you said it, I promise to give you a good time!"

Perkins widened his eyes and said to himself, "What else can I tell you?" If you say it or not, you will die. It would be better to bite your teeth and close your eyes. Eighteen years later, he will be a hero again."

But looking at John's joking eyes, it seemed a little wrong.

Thinking of the "really fragrant" law he just said that he had promised not to hit a woman, he immediately understood it.

Perkins: "I don't know where Vigo is, but I can tell you an important information. The church east of the city court is Vigo's secret stronghold, and many of his important things are stored there."

John: "Good girl, I'll check it."

Bang!

John knocked Perkins out in a moment.

He smiled wickedly and said, "I just don't kill you now, it doesn't mean I won't kill you in the future. When the information is correct and Vigo is solved, I will accept you when I come back. I won't be able to reward the fool with such a generous kill."

John walked out of the room and happened to see a nigger coming out next door, holding a gun in his hand.

"Hey, John."

"Hey, Harry."

"Have your problem solved?" Harry asked.

John nodded, suddenly took out a gold coin and asked, "Do you want to make some extra money?"

Harry shrugged and made an expression of disagreement.

John invited Harry into the room and looked at Perkins who fainted on the ground, "Help me take care of a sleeping girl."

...

The next day, John bought two spears and burning mines from the hotel logistics department for two gold coins.

Afterwards, he drove the Mustang classic car to the church described by Perkins and observed it from a distance around the church.

I found that there were many hidden weapons guarding everywhere. Obviously this was not a church. The church was just a cover. It was obvious that it was a stronghold and a place for Vigo to hide dirt. Perkins did not lie.

John parked his classic car in a nearby parking space, wrapped his coat with his spear, and walked towards the church gate with a swagger.

Although the church is just a cover, some citizens who don’t know the truth will inevitably come to pray, so as long as they are not intentionally making trouble, the guards will not deliberately stop them.
Chapter completed!