From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

Chapter 82 What if I didn't intend to let the High Table Conference go?

The Continental Hotel in New York began clearing out its premises. The unhurried announcements echoed through every room, and the assassins could detect an overwhelming stench of blood in the soothing tone of the broadcast.

The Continental Hotel in New York is merging with the High Table!

Nobody wanted to get involved, and the assassins, who were mercenary, checked out one after another, leaving the hotel deserted.

The armory was fully operational, and Winston's private army began to deploy. John Wick and Charon selected their sidearms and entered the hall with the others to lie in wait for the High Table's guards to arrive.

Ten minutes later, three black vans stopped at the hotel's main entrance. The van crew got out one after another and completed their on-site deployment before Xiao Miao's airport shuttle slowly arrived.

Upon discovering that the hotel was under lockdown, Xiao Miao immediately pinpointed the current stage of the story and shouted into the hotel, "Winston, Charon, John, this is Smith."

In the hotel lobby, Charon was furious upon hearing this: "That damned High Table is impersonating Mr. Smith! Beat them up!"

At his command, Winston's private soldiers opened fire, a hail of bullets pounding the hotel door, sending splinters flying.

Xiao Miao: ".

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He turned to the captain of the Imperial Guard: "Do you have any extra bulletproof armor? Give me a 1.8-meter set."

"Boss, there are spare armor pieces in the vehicle," the Imperial Guard captain replied, standing at attention.

The bulletproof armor is the High Table's latest cutting-edge technology. The full-coverage armor can withstand shooting from all directions. The armor is made of the latest bulletproof materials and can withstand close-range rifle fire and explosive impacts.

Only specially designed armor-piercing projectiles can penetrate this tortoise shell.

Of course, if you can accurately hit the soft material at the joints of armor, ordinary bullets will also work, but in the chaotic environment of the battlefield, 99% of assassins cannot achieve that level of accuracy.

Soldiers in armor aren't dead; once they start moving, the difficulty of shooting increases dramatically.

Xiao Miao donned bulletproof armor and kicked down the already riddled hotel door, allowing the Imperial Guards to file into the hotel in single file.

The next second, another storm of bullets rained down.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The bullet struck the armor, creating sparks on its black surface, before bouncing off and disappearing without a trace.

The hotel was pitch black, a terrain advantage that Winston had deliberately created. He was well aware of the Imperial Guard's superior equipment; the dim light would allow his private soldiers to get close to the Imperial Guard and find opportunities to strike the weak points in their armor.

But for Xiao Miao, the dim light was enough for him to see where everyone was.

With tremendous force bursting from his feet, Xiao Miao, clad in armor, charged into the defensive line like a raging bull, carrying an unstoppable momentum.

In an instant, people and horses were thrown into chaos!

John and Charon were unaware of the Chinese idiom "人仰马翻" (meaning "people and horses overturned"), but at that moment, they witnessed its real-world significance firsthand.

Relying on his superhuman physical abilities, Xiao Miao shattered the wooden wall with an elbow strike, knocking the private soldiers hiding behind it to the ground before disappearing in a streak of black light.

The private soldiers nervously looked around and fired wildly, but couldn't find the enemy. It wasn't until the cover next to them broke and a fist the size of a sandbag was aimed straight at their face that they were sent flying. Only then did they realize what was happening and let out a scream.

"Wait, this fighting style, this terrifying power!" Charon, in charge of on-site command, realized something was wrong, cold sweat beading on his forehead: "Cease fire! Everyone, cease fire! We've attacked the wrong target!"

The gunfire stopped abruptly, and Xiao Miao also stopped in time. His fist stopped in front of a private soldier, and the terrifying force made the soldier's heart pound.

If that punch lands, I'll definitely die!

click!

The hotel lobby lights came on, and people emerged from various corners, looking blankly at the center of the lobby.

The sofa was overturned, the walls were broken, and glass and wood chips were scattered all over the floor. In less than a minute, the entire front hall was completely demolished.

It looked like it had been ravaged by a tornado.

Charon initiated a conversation with Xiao Miao: "Mr. Smith, I'm sorry, I thought..."

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Xiao Miao took off his helmet and raised his hand to interrupt Charon: "I know you were startled when you saw the Imperial Guards, it's alright, I understand. They really did come to kill you."

As she spoke, Xiao Miao waved towards the door, and two bodyguards grabbed the Arbitrator's arms on either side, leading her to Charon and John.

Xiao Miao had originally planned to have the bodyguards drag the Arbitrator in by the hair, as that would look more exciting.

Unfortunately, the Arbitrator had short hair, making it impossible to target her, and she escaped unscathed.

Pfft!

The arbitrator was thrown in front of Charon and John. John stood still, but Charon instinctively took two steps back, his face filled with terror.

He recognized the arbitrator, because this woman had been swaggering in front of him just last night, and now she had fallen to this state.

Mr. Smith really went all out; he knocked out his front teeth!

Although he felt relieved, Charon knew the seriousness of the situation, and his dark face grew even more grave: "Mr. Smith, you've made a huge mistake!"

"What terrible disaster?"

"The Arbitrators are the executioners of the High Table, and also its face. You..." Charon glanced at the surrounding guards, "I don't know what methods you used to bribe them, but the High Table's power is far greater than this!"

John, who was standing nearby, had a sudden idea: "Smith, you're Chinese, why don't you hide in China right now, otherwise the High Table might not let you off the hook."

The bruised and battered judge sneered, "Too late."

Because she is missing a front tooth, she has a lisp.

"Did I tell you to speak? How dare you interrupt!" Xiao Miao kicked out, freeing the Arbitrator's other front tooth.

Charon's heart skipped a beat again; even the usually composed Charon felt a sense of bewilderment.

Xiao Miao looked at John and Charon, a smile spreading across his face: "What if I weren't planning to let the High Table Conference go?"

"Mr. Smith, this kind of joke isn't funny." Charon glanced around at his private soldiers. "The manager is in a private room. Shall we talk somewhere else?"

"No need," Xiao Miao waved her hand. "I only came here to chat with John. Please prepare a quiet place for us."

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...As you wish, Mr. Smith.

Inside the secret room, John handed Xiao Miao a note that he had prepared beforehand, which marked the approximate location of the Elder's Palace.

John didn't know the exact location either; he had walked into the desert, lost consciousness, and was taken there.

"Thank you, transaction complete." Xiao Miao accepted the address and got up to leave. He paused at the door, turned back to look at John, and hesitated for a moment.

"John, can you let me do an experiment?"

John asked in confusion, "What experiment?"

"Uh... it's just an experiment, it won't affect you much."

John nodded: "Okay, sure."

Xiao Miao rubbed his hands together and placed his palm on John's shoulder, activating his hypnotic skill, but he still didn't sense any change in the level of affection.

It seems that the false goodwill generated by hypnosis is not recognized by the talent and destiny dice, or perhaps my hypnosis skills are not up to par.

Would level 10 hypnosis be effective?

Xiao Miao quickly composed herself and reversed the effects of the hypnosis. John opened his eyes groggily, feeling as if he had just taken a nap.

"Huh, how did I fall asleep?"

"You're exhausted. You've been chased these past few days. I suggest you get a room and get some sleep."

"Hmm...you're right."

Leaving the secret room, Xiao Miao waved his hand, and the Imperial Guards and bodyguards understood, escorting the Arbitrator away from the Mainland Hotel.

"Find a place to end it all," Xiao Miao said calmly.

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The adjudicator's pupils suddenly contracted: "No, you can't do this! Please, please let me go! I'm very good at bragging, I'll do anything you want!"

Where has your arrogance gone, Your Excellency Arbiter?

Xiao Miao ignored the other party's pleas for mercy and watched as the Imperial Guards dragged her into the alley. After a gunshot, the arrogant adjudicator was silenced forever.

Indeed, those who can face death with equanimity are the true warriors, and clearly the Arbiter was not one.

Immediately afterwards, everyone took off their helmets, and after a burst of chaotic gunfire, the alley was littered with corpses.

Hypnotizing so many people at the same time was a huge burden for Xiao Miao, and she couldn't maintain it for long, so she could only exhaust herself like this.

Four of the world mission requests have been completed; only the last one remains. Let's finish it quickly.

Xiao Miao quickly got into the car and returned to the airport.

Off we go, to the Qatar desert!

Moments later, Charon and Winston, having heard the gunshots, rushed over with their men.

"Oh my God!" Winston was stunned.

The Arbitrator and the Imperial Guards he brought with them were all dead—this was an absolutely horrific incident!

"Manager, what should we do?" Caron was at a loss. Faced with the great things Xiao Miao had accomplished, he was as clueless as a green recruit.