Dragon Ball Arrives in Marvel

Chapter 33: Diverting the trouble to the east (Seeking follow-up reading)

John Wick took the photo, nodded and said:
"I will take the Dragon Ball back from her."

John Wick thought for a moment, then said after some consideration:
"I still have some friends."

"If the high table is overturned, they might be willing to put in some effort."

Smith Doyle was not surprised to hear the other party's words. After all, John Wick had been a legendary killer for so many years, and he must have some trustworthy partners. He even knew who were dissatisfied with the rule of the High Table.

"I'm happy that you're thinking of this, but I don't have much time to contact them."

"After locating the elders hiding in Casablanca, we will launch the attack."

"After dealing with this, you can contact some people you trust and ask them to counterattack or withdraw."

John Wick nodded:

"I understand."

Smith Doyle thought for a moment and said again:

"After you obtain the Dragon Ball, you head directly to the desert of Casablanca."

"Then look up, Canis Minor, and follow the constellation of Orion in the night sky. You follow the brightest star."

"Walk until you're nearly dead, and then keep walking. When you have only your last breath left, he may come to you, or he may not."

"It all depends on your luck."

"I'll have Wesley send someone through our channels to take you to Casablanca later."

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the other side.

The Bowery King (short for the King of Bowery Street) was at his gang headquarters when Olla walked over and said:

"An adjudicator wishes to see you."

The King of the Bowery looked at his men, exhaled deeply, and thought to himself, "I didn't expect the High Table to send the Judge. I provided John Wick with a gun, so I hope I won't be held accountable."

The King of Bowery glanced at the many men in front of him, wondering who had reported the matter to the High Table.

At this time, the King of Bowery came to the rooftop where he raised pigeons, holding an umbrella, waiting for the arrival of the judge.

Soon, Ola came up with the judge.

The King of Bowery Street looked at the judge who came over and said with a smile:

"Welcome to my mission control center, my operational mastermind, my super gateway to information."

“I’m here to control the words of the streets, and the roads of the world.”

The judge glanced around in surprise and said:

"With some pigeons?"

The King of the Bowery also looked at the pigeons around him, and then said:

"Yes, you see a mouse with wings, and I see the Internet."

The King of Bowery said confidently at this moment:
"No IP address, no electronic footprint, no way to track, no way to hack, no way to find."

The judge scoffed:

"Does it make you sick?"

The King of Bowery's confident expression immediately vanished, and he looked at the judge and said:

"I wouldn't recommend eating them."

After looking him up and down, he asked:
"What do you want?"

The judge raised his head slightly with arrogance and said:

“I want to see where that didn’t happen.”

The King of the Bowery stared at the judge and asked:
"Where nothing happened?"

The judge said word by word:

"Where you didn't kill John Wick."

The King of the Bowery lowered his eyebrows and said in a deep voice:
"I've always been under the impression that contracts and execution are optional." "I have no problem with John Wick's approach."

After hearing the King of the Bowery's explanation, the judge handed the umbrella to Olla, who was standing nearby, and said:
"But you gave John Wick a seven-round 1911, knowing he planned to use it against the high table, correct?"

After finishing his words, the judge took out a pistol from his handbag and said to the King of Bowery:
"This Kimber 1911, to be exact."

After showing the King of the Bowery the weapon John Wick had used in the murder, the Judge put the pistol back into his briefcase, then walked up to the King of the Bowery and said:

"You gave John Wick seven bullets."

"The High Table gives you seven days."

Hearing the words of the judge, the King of the Bowery asked:

"Clarify it, what do you mean by seven days?"

The judge said expressionlessly:

"To get your affairs in order, and to find a new home for your bird."

"In seven days, you will abdicate."

Hearing the judge's words, the King of Bowery couldn't help but burst out laughing.

“Ah, ha ha ha ha.”

Then the King of Bowery laughed louder and louder, and then he threw the umbrella on the ground and began to preach:
"My dear, do you know what the Bowery is, Judge?"

"You know what happens if I just wave my hand?"

The King of the Bowery also waved his hand, made a vivid metaphor, and then continued:

"No, no one can sit on the throne for me."

"Because, I am the throne, baby."

"I am the Bowery!"

The King of Bowery glared at the Judge and said:

"I am everything you don't want to see when you walk down the street at night."

"The Bowery is mine, and mine alone!"

The judge still spoke with a cold expression:

“Don’t make the mistake of thinking that you exist outside the rules and no one else can.”

"You have seven days."

After saying this last sentence, the judge turned and left the rooftop, heading to the next place.

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the other side.

Winston knew that he couldn't just sit there and wait for death. If he wanted to keep his position as the manager of the Continental Hotel, he didn't have many options.

Unless he gets the support of the elders of the High Table, but he doesn't have that connection. Even though he is the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, he still can't reach the elders of the High Table.

Then the only option is to do the same as John Wick and go to the League of Assassins.

But the Continental Hotel is different from John Wick. The other party's style of doing things will not accept him as a killer platform.

Even if the other party accepts, the New York Continental Hotel will become an isolated island. Without those rules, the Continental Hotel will have no reason to exist.

He had only one choice, which was to divert the blame and let the Judge of the High Table and the Assassin's League confront each other.

Only in this way can the other party be too busy to care about him, and then he will have enough time to build relationships and lift the punishment imposed on him by the high table.

After coming up with the idea, Winston immediately took action, picked up his phone and called Smith Doyle. As the call was connected, he said:
"Mr. Smith, this is Winston."

Seeing that it was Winston's call, Smith Doyle was still a little surprised and asked:
"What's the matter, Winston?"

Winston began:
"The High Table's judge has arrived in New York. They will soon learn that you were the one who protected John Wick."

"I think they'll come knocking on your door soon, so you need to be prepared in advance."

After saying that, Winston hung up the phone and walked directly towards the room where Judge 217 was.

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