The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 164 Continental Hotel
No one dared to look Weiss in the eye.

Under the powerful aura of Weiss, everyone lowered their heads.

Those pairs of eyes that were originally fierce, cunning, or greedy did not dare to move at all at this moment, for fear of attracting Wes's attention and bringing disaster to themselves.

"Boring, I thought you had some special means." Weiss's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

There was obvious disappointment in his words, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with these people's performance.

This sentence is not only said to the people in front of me, but also to the people behind the scenes.

Wes knew very well that the person who posted the reward must be keeping an eye on the situation here behind the scenes.

"You've already taken action, which means the war has begun. Be prepared, I will find you soon."

After saying this, he left without looking back.

Everyone looked at Weiss's departing back and involuntarily made way for him.

They are like a group of tamed sheep, not daring to disobey a lion.

"It seems like something big is going to happen." Someone whispered, his voice full of anxiety.

Everyone felt the oppressive feeling of impending storm, and the tense atmosphere filled the air, making it hard to breathe.

In Washington, at the White House, the black president unhappily asked his staff: "What does he mean by this?"

The president's face darkened.

He was well aware that Weiss's words contained a huge threat, which could bring unpredictable consequences to the country.

"Sir, what he means is that he won't find out who put the bounty on him..." The staff member answered cautiously, with a tremor in his voice.

"Pa~" The black president slapped the desk, and the loud noise echoed in the room.

"I need you to translate!"

The president roared angrily, his dissatisfaction reaching its peak.

"Tell Nick Fury that nothing will happen during my term!" The president's tone was firm and resolute.

He still wants to be re-elected.

"Okay, sir!" The staff quickly contacted S.H.I.E.L.D. and conveyed the president's request.

On the top floor of the Triskelion Building of S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, Nick Fury was sitting in his office. Wes's words were playing on the screen in front of him. His face became extremely heavy, as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart.

He couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Moxxer fuXXer, who on earth issued the bounty? This is really a tricky and troublesome matter."

He wasn't ready to go to war with Weiss yet, and now everything seemed a bit caught off guard.

"Natasha, what's the situation now?" Nick Fury asked his men anxiously.

"Director, the wizard has already headed towards the Continental Hotel." Natasha replied quickly.

"???" Nick Fury looked confused and surprised.

"The reward was sent through the Continental Hotel. Do you want to stop him?"

Nick Fury fell into deep thought. He had long wanted to find an opportunity to get rid of the troublesome Continental Hotel, but he had been obstructed from all sides and ultimately had to give up.

After some careful contemplation, Nick Fury finally made a decision: "No, we just need to do a good job of cleaning up the mess and not get into any more trouble."

Weiss took a taxi to the Continental Hotel.

The Continental Hotel's gorgeous exterior was truly magnificent. However, it had strict rules and did not accept ordinary people. It was a place for assassins to receive intelligence, weapons, and rest.

When Wes arrived at the hotel door, the gatekeeper saw him and reached out to stop him.

But the moment his eyes met Weiss's.

He froze involuntarily, then obediently opened the door for Weiss and said in a flattering tone, "It's a pleasure to serve you, sir."

Weiss walked into the hotel and was immediately greeted by a capable waiter who said respectfully, "Mr. Erwin, our manager wants to see you."

"Lead the way," Weiss said expressionlessly.

The waiter led Weiss into the VIP room. A middle-aged man, exuding a strong aura of superiority, had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw Weiss come in, he wanted to say a polite greeting: "Nice to meet you..."

But Weiss interrupted him forcefully and asked directly, "Name."

The middle-aged man's outstretched right hand was awkwardly frozen in the air, and the expression on his face instantly became stiff. He seemed not to have expected Wes to be so direct and rude.

"I don't think Mr. Erwin knows that our Continental Hotel is just a platform that provides services..."

The middle-aged man tried to explain.

But Wes had completely lost his patience. He was too lazy to listen to his long-winded nonsense and looked straight into his eyes.

"Soul-stealing"

The middle-aged man felt as if countless needles were pricking his head crazily. He had a splitting headache and shouted in horror, "What did you do?"

The Continental Hotel was simply carrying out orders from European headquarters.

He watched as Weiss completely ignored him and pressed the alarm.

As the alarm sounded, the entire Continental Hotel instantly entered the highest state of alert. All doors and windows were quickly blocked, turning it into a completely blocked fortress.

Weiss walked out of the VIP room.

Everyone in the hotel, whether they were customers, waiters, or ordinary staff, pointed their guns at him.

What these people didn't notice was that an oil lamp was floating in the air, and the wick in the lamp was igniting a small flame.

Then, strange flames suddenly ignited on the bodies of everyone in the hotel. These flames could not be extinguished by ordinary means. They tried various methods, such as pouring water and using fire extinguishers, but none of them worked.

Their bodies were like wood engulfed by flames, and were soon burned to charcoal. The air was filled with a pungent burnt smell.

[These people know nothing, and even in Europe, they may not be able to find the person behind the scenes.]

Weiss kept thinking as he walked out of the Continental Hotel.

He understood that these people in the mainland hotel were just being used as pawns, and they knew very little about the person who actually issued the reward behind the scenes.

If you go to Europe rashly like this, you will probably run around like a headless fly, and ultimately you will not be able to find the mastermind hiding in the darkness.

[In this world, I have only had conflicts with S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra.]

He couldn't help but start to wonder if this bounty was the work of SHIELD or Hydra?

But he didn't dare to jump to conclusions, after all, there were other unknown forces that might be involved.

He looked up at the sky, as if seeking some inspiration.

Finally, he made up his mind: "Let's go to Washington."

(End of this chapter)