Chapter 40 The High Table Is Defeated

In the Continental Hotel, an Asian man entered the Continental Hotel. As soon as he entered, a black man came up to him.

"Hello, my name is Charon. Are you a novice killer?" The black man asked with a smile.

"I'm not a killer. By the way, can I sit here for a while?" The Asian man looked at the chair at the front desk and asked.

The black man was a little confused, but still nodded.

Then the Asian man sat down and looked at the Continental Hotel with people coming and going. Suddenly he took out a gun. Seeing this, the black man immediately came behind him.

"My guest, I think you should understand the rules of the Continental Hotel, that is, killing is not allowed."

"I know, but I came here this time to challenge the High Table Club. Everyone, I give you ten minutes to leave here." Li Qingyue said and shot directly at the ceiling.

The gunshot attracted the attention of everyone present, and the black man immediately called the highest leader of the Continental Hotel, the hotel manager.

He held a wine glass in his hand and smiled, "It seems that you are the boss of Marvel Office. I have no ill will towards you."

"I know, but the High Table behind you has a lot of opinions about me, and I can't find other leaders, so I can only look for you."

"I understand, the people who can speak, they are here."

Everyone looked at the door, and a short-haired woman came to the hotel manager with an elegant step. She took out a black gold coin and said, "I am the judge sent by the High Table, Mr. Li, we want to make a deal with you."

"What deal?"

"If you can survive the next battle, then we will revoke the bounty order."

"Oh, what about the battlefield?"

"It's here. Winston will lift the ban in half an hour, and the High Table will be responsible for all losses." The short-haired woman said coldly.

"Okay, Lord Judge."

As Winston gave the order, the alarm sounded throughout the Continental Hotel, and a large number of guests began to evacuate in an orderly manner. Li Qingyue found a seat and sat down, while Charon and Winston came to his office.

The three sides of the office are made of heavy steel plates, especially the door, which is specially used for the vault. Unless a large number of bombs are used, the door cannot be opened at all.

The two were in the office, observing Li Qingyue's every move with the help of cameras.

"Charon, do you think he will win?"

"I don't know. I have only met the special forces of the High Table once. He has little chance of winning alone."

"That's right. Whether he wins or loses, the people on the bounty order are dead, because I think the High Table has sent people to assassinate the three people on the bounty order." Winston took a sip of wine and said.

"Really? Manager."

"Of course, if they don't send people, it won't be the High Table I know."

Suddenly, the power of the entire Continental Hotel was cut off, and the originally bright lobby became dark for a while, but soon the emergency lights were turned on, and the dim green light made the atmosphere even more terrifying.

Then several buses stopped outside the Continental Hotel, and a large number of special forces got off the buses. They put on night vision goggles and entered the hotel, but as soon as the first person stepped in, a bullet directly penetrated his bulletproof helmet and killed him.

This sudden attack made the special forces subconsciously counterattack in the direction of the bullet.

But when they reacted, they found that there was no enemy at the position where they shot them.

"Hello, are you looking for me?" Li Qingyue's voice came from the other side. They turned their heads and looked, but still couldn't see Li Qingyue's position.

For this reason, they dispersed to find Li Qingyue's trace, and Li Qingyue was waiting for them to disperse.

Everyone only heard the occasional gunshots, but they couldn't see Li Qingyue at all.

Soon, the team survived for only five minutes before they were all slaughtered by Li Qingyue.

The two people in the office, looking at Li Qingyue's ghostly shooting skills, couldn't help but sigh: "Manager, now I think the chances of the High Table Society winning seem to be zero."

"Do you think it is possible for us to learn such shooting skills?"

"Not sure, manager." Charon replied softly.

In fact, they are now sure that the High Table Society has lost. After all, Li Qingyue can kill all these special agents without showing up, unless the High Table Society is willing to use a large number of lives to consume Li Qingyue's bullets, but each special agent here has cost nearly a million US dollars to train. They are all very precious combat forces. The High Table Society will never let them make fearless sacrifices.

So when two teams were sacrificed, but Li Qingyue's face was not even seen, the judge had to restart the water and electricity of the Continental Hotel, and walked in again, and Li Qingyue walked out.

"I won, right?"

"Yes, you won." The judge said helplessly.

After all, she also saw the scene just now through the surveillance camera. They died without even seeing Li Qingyue's figure. In particular, the gun in Li Qingyue's hand could easily penetrate the bulletproof helmet they developed. This was what surprised them the most.

"By the way, can I know who put the bounty on the Black family?"

"I'm sorry, the High Table will not sell out any information about any guests." The judge said coldly.

"It's up to you. By the way, those people sent to Hell's Kitchen should also be recalled."

The Judge ignored Li Qingyue, waved his windbreaker and left, but said before leaving: "I have ordered a retreat."

"Alas, this commission is really terrible." When Li Qingyue was about to leave, Winston and Charon suddenly appeared.

"What's up, you two?"

"Mr. Li, I wonder if we can learn your gun skills?"

"Well, actually you just need to learn more physics." Li Qingyue said with a smile.

The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"By the way, this is my business card. If you need anything, you can contact me."

After that, Li Qingyue left the Continental Hotel and rushed back to the office. He felt a throbbing in his heart, as if something big was going to happen at the office.

And his feeling was not wrong. At this time, the Marvel office was experiencing a hard battle.

Richard, Walter, and Tony provided long-range support, while Constantine attacked closely. They were constantly repelling the special forces, but they did not know when this group of special forces began to change. They became faster and their eyes gradually turned red.

"What's going on!" Tony asked immediately after he noticed something was wrong.

"The power of hell is the power of Mephisto!" As soon as Constantine called out this name, all the special forces stopped, and one of them stood up, and a low voice slowly sounded.