From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

Chapter 83 When you're traveling, you have to give yourself your own identity.

Winston wasn't much better off, but after all, he had been in the manager's seat for nearly 40 years. He took a puff of his cigar and forced himself to calm down.

"Charon, they didn't die in the hotel, let's just pretend we didn't see anything!" Winston made the decision.

"But sir, won't we offend the High Table if we do this?" Charon asked with some concern.

Winston exhaled a puff of smoke and sneered, "Those idiots don't even know who they've offended. They'll soon be too preoccupied with these trivial matters."

"Charon, immediately contact the hotel managers in Los Angeles, Chicago, San Francisco, Miami, and Las Vegas."

Charon vaguely guessed Winston's intentions, but he was even more aware of his own position, and feigned a puzzled expression: "Manager, you mean...?"

Winston gripped the air with his five fingers: "This is a golden opportunity, let's join forces!"

The rules of the High Table are becoming increasingly numerous, and the senior management themselves have repeatedly broken them, especially by using the low-class tactic of threatening family members. Many mainland hotels have long suffered from the High Table.

That Smith was inhumanly strong, and... Winston glanced at the corpse in the alley.

Moreover, their methods are bizarre.

The clash between Smith and the High Table is bound to cause unprecedented chaos, but it presents an unprecedented opportunity for hotel managers across the continent!

Thinking of this, Winston clasped his hands together and prayed sincerely, "I hope Smith is alright!"

The news of the arbitrator's death could not be kept secret for long.

While Xiao Miao was still on the plane to Qatar, the High Table received the tip that the entire Imperial Guard squad had been wiped out.

They then discovered that the adjudicator was dead.

The High Table is furious!

This is the first time in all the years they've been operating the mainland hotel business that the Arbiter has been killed!

Who did it? Aren't they afraid of dying?

The twelve members of the High Table held an emergency online meeting. After a brief discussion, the Marquis de Gramont promised to handle the matter properly, which was approved by the High Table members.

The High Table grants the Marquis of Gramont the power to mobilize all resources!

For the High Table, this is no ordinary provocation; a strong response is necessary!

The Marquis of Gramont was indeed quite capable. Upon receiving the mission, he immediately took action. Although he was in Paris, he used various forms of coercion and enticement to command the New York mob to work for him.

Soon, taking advantage of the reopening of the Continental Hotel in New York, the gang seized one of Winston's private soldiers, tortured him to extract answers, and relayed the information to the Marquis of Gramont as quickly as possible.

Inside the penthouse suite of the Continental Hotel in Paris.

After receiving the information, Marquis Gramont stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the Eiffel Tower in the distance, his mind filled with intelligence related to Xiao Miao.

"Xiao Miao Smith, so it was that guy!" The Marquis's smile was chillingly cold. "The commotion at the port a while ago, wasn't it this Smith who was behind it?"

The burly man standing to the side nodded: "Yes, Your Excellency Marquis."

The burly man's name is Qidi. He is the Marquis's most trusted confidant and personal bodyguard captain. A former special forces soldier, he registered as an assassin at the Continental Hotel in Paris after retiring. His commission completion rate is second only to Baba Yaga (John). He was selected by the Marquis a few years ago and taken to his side.

"What a pity. I thought he was a talented person like you, but it turns out he's a fool." The Marquis slammed Xiao Miao's file onto the table.

"Find out Smith's whereabouts and eliminate him. Also, starting today, intensify the loyalty tests for the Imperial Guard. Those with families, keep an eye on their families; those without families, immediately lower their treatment and urge them to get married!"

"Yes!" Qi Di acknowledged the order and left, returning a moment later in a hurry: "Sir, we've found Smith's whereabouts, he..."

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"Stop beating around the bush, just say what you have to say." The Marquis looked impatient.

"Someone saw him at Qatar International Airport; he was probably trying to find the elder and beg for forgiveness!"

The Marquis sneered, "Ha, first John Wick, and now Smith has learned the same trick. If everyone goes to the elders for forgiveness after making a mistake, what will become of the High Table's prestige and its rules? Issue a bounty; kill him before he finds the elders!"

"yes!"

Moments later, a bounty poster appeared at the top of the dark web, overshadowing John Wick's bounty poster.

The staggering $25 million bounty dwarfed John's $17 million reward.

All the assassins who saw the bounty were shocked by the amount.

Extremely high bounties have appeared before, but those were always for large criminal organizations.

A bounty of 25 million for the murder of a single person is something that no one has ever even heard of, let alone witnessed firsthand.

I've learned a lot today.

Countless assassins, driven by the lure of high bounties, were consumed by the thought of striking it rich and living a life of ease without worrying about food or drink.

Many calm assassins, upon seeing the bounty, immediately began to investigate Xiao Miao's information, only to be deterred by his terrifying record.

The bounty is tempting, but you have to be alive to earn it.

After issuing the bounty, the Marquis walked up to Qidi, cupped Qidi's face in his hands, and said earnestly, "Qidi, even if Smith succeeds in meeting the elder, I don't want him to leave Qatar alive, do you understand?"

Chidi nodded repeatedly: "I understand, sir."

The Marquis nodded in satisfaction: "I'll give you three squads of imperial guards. Don't let me down!"

"Bang!"

The bullet left the barrel, tracing a strange arc in the air before striking the assassin hidden behind the tapestry.

The tapestry shop owner was startled and kept backing away into the corner, shouting in a language that Xiao Miao couldn't understand.

"Bang!"

Another bullet was fired, curving around the corner and hitting the owner of the tapestry shop behind the wall.

The boss's head snapped back, his body went limp, and the pistol and cell phone hidden in his sleeve fell to the ground.

The phone screen was still lit up, displaying Xiao Miao's bounty notice.

"They're quite fast."

Having killed two overconfident assassins, Xiao Miao was not worried about his situation at all, and simply hailed a taxi.

As the taxi sped away in the passenger seat, the driver pulled out a pistol from his pocket, only to have a thick energy tentacle wrap around his neck.

The driver's eyes instantly cleared, and before he could beg for mercy, the hypnotic ability was activated, and the driver became one of their own in a short time.

"Take me to the Qatar desert."

"Okay, sir, $500 is fair."

Xiao Miao glanced sideways. Even after being hypnotized, he still didn't forget to ask for money. The price had increased by nearly four times. It seemed that being an assassin was just a side job, and being a black-market taxi driver was his main job!

The elder is a figure above the High Table. He has set up his palace in the vast desert and will not show himself unless absolutely necessary.

In the third film, the elder is incredibly arrogant, as if he could change the High Table's decisions with a single word, and the twelve families are nothing more than small fry in front of him.

Unfortunately, not long after the fourth movie began, the Elder's prestige completely vanished. John wiped out his guards on horseback, and he was shot dead in the vast desert.

When Xiao Miao first saw this part, he thought that the elder's death would lead to a complete break between John and the High Table, a irreconcilable conflict.

As a result, after John requested the duel, the High Table immediately began the proceedings, as if everyone had forgotten the elder's death and only cared about the rules.

In hindsight, it makes sense. The High Table Society relied on this set of rules, which were acknowledged by assassins worldwide, to maintain its dominance over numerous hotels across the continent. Once the rules collapsed, the High Table Society's words would be less effective than farts.

Dead elders are worthless; living elders are what matter.

The method to find the elder is also mysterious. Stand on the edge of the desert and look up at the starry sky. Find Orion in the night sky, follow the brightest star and keep walking until you are on the verge of death. Then keep walking. When you have only one breath left, the elder may come to see you... or he may not.

In other words, those seeking an audience risk their lives, and whether or not they are granted an audience depends entirely on the host's mood, resembling a religious ritual.

Xiao Miao didn't intend to follow this procedure; John had already endured the hardships for him.

The Elder's Palace has a large number of servants and bodyguards, as well as a renovation team that specializes in relocating the palace. With so many people having to have their food and water transported from the city, it's easy to find clues once you know the general location.

With the abilities of energy manipulation and hypnosis, Xiao Miao is a force to be reckoned with in a world full of ordinary people.

After hypnotizing three people, they easily discovered the team that was secretly transporting supplies for the elders.

After traversing the desert in an off-road vehicle, Xiao Miao successfully arrived at the location of the elder.

Unlike the mysterious elder's palace in the movie, with its few tents and curtains for wind protection, Xiao Miao witnessed the elder embracing the black girl as they entered a luxury RV when he arrived with the supply team.

Indeed, one's identity is self-created when traveling. Public figures have to cultivate a persona, and even enjoying life's pleasures requires concealment.

Also, the elder has quite unique tastes; he's even willing to go after black women!