In the previous year, Jordan's missions were all small characters. On the one hand, they were unarmed, which would make people feel guilty. On the other hand, they acted like playing a stand-alone game, which was boring and tight.

　　 So Jordan Danny was very depressed for a while.

　　 It was not until the appearance of the Smiths, Cassian and others that Jordanian suddenly found the joy of life.

　　 For example, this time the CIA’s secret forces, a combined operation of more than forty people.

　　 Its combat power is even enough to set off a coup in some relatively backward small countries.

　　 A high-intensity battle, the final result was the arrival of CIA support troops and Jordan's easy retreat.

　　 Between gunfire and iron and blood, relying on powerful physical skills and shooting skills, the feeling of full firepower is quite wonderful.

　　 What is slightly lacking is that the peak strength of ordinary people is still a little short of meaning, and the power of the skills cannot be perfectly exploded.

　　 After exiting the battlefield for a kilometer, Jordan quickly entered the house that he had scouted in advance.

　　 This is the point that Jordanian stepped on in advance, a set of Broadway family package and Hilton Family Suite trial coupon, enough to keep the family from going home all day.

　　 The operation went smoother than he thought, and Jordan did not expect that the CIA would attach so much importance to John Smith, and even sent secret troops to clear up hidden dangers at the expense of law enforcement across the border.

　　 "Hey, is it the FBI?"

　　 "This is 92nd Street in Uptown. There is a firefight. Come and wash the ground!"

　　 "What, who am I? What are you going to do?"

　　 "Huh, why do I need to explain to others when I work in the CIA!"

Snapped!

　　 "Hey, is it the New York City Police Department? This is 92nd Street. The FBI and the CIA are fighting..."

　　 "Don't thank me, I am a red scarf..."

Snapped!

　　 The CIA and the FBI are deadly rivals. The CIA does not have law enforcement powers in the United States, and the FBI can only investigate federal cases.

　　 plus a New York City Police Department NYPD.

　　 Joe Danny hung up the phone very satisfied. There were no criminals at the scene, only the wounded and corpses of the CIA. If the three parties arrived at the same time, it would have been a long time, perfect.

　　 After dealing with possible traces and evidence on his body in the room, Jordan changed his clothes and took a taxi to the Continental Hotel amid the continuous sound of police cars.

　　 On the Smiths side, Jordan has done everything he can do.

　　 The emergence of the CIA secret force just happened to be able to remove herself from this mission. As for whether Jenny can successfully join the Assassins Mutual Aid Association, it is not her business.

　　 It's just a bet, it's not worth letting myself fall out with the Continental Hotel.

　　 The Continental Hotel is not terrible. What's terrifying is the meaning it represents. It is the unspoken rule formulated by the twelve superpowers in the underground world.

　　 This kind of unspoken rule does not mean that it cannot be broken, it is a question of whether it is worthwhile.

And even if you want to break, you need to have enough strength to support it. At least you have to wait until when you can fight against a superhero at the level of Captain America. Maybe you have the initial capital to fight the Continental Hotel. .

　　 What's more, there seems to be nothing wrong with linking to the Continental Hotel.

　　 In a wild thought, Jordan quickly returned to the Continental Hotel again, got out of the car with his luggage, sorted out the expressions on his face, and brewed a bit of murderous aura.

　　Qiao Danny then entered the lobby of the Continental Hotel with great talent.

　　 At the end of the lobby, Charon is always standing there meticulously, wearing a pair of gold glasses, full of polite and gentle atmosphere.

　　 "Charon, I want to see Winston. I must give me an account of what happened tonight."

　　 Murderous aura, Jordan deliberately revealed it, and opened his coat. On the inside of the suit, there were seven or eight bullets inlaid on it.

　　The special bullet was placed on the table, and Charon's face quickly showed a solemn look.

　　 This is a customized bullet of the CIA secret force, and the matter has gone beyond Charon's scope.

　　 "Mr. Jovovich, please wait a moment, I will contact Mr. Winston for you immediately."

　　 Charon took Jordan to a resting place, and quickly returned to the bar to make a phone call.

　　 After a while, Charon put down the phone, came to Jordan's side, and said, "Mr. Jovovich, Mr. Winston is already waiting for you in the garden."

　　 Farewell to Charon, Jordanian soon came to the rooftop garden of the Continental Hotel.

　　 Winston is still the same old awake look, full of mystery and wisdom, and he seems to be covered in a mist, which makes people unable to see through.

First, he poured a glass of wine for the murderous Joe Danny, and then Winston said: "Joe, this happened too suddenly. Now that the mission site has been completely blocked by the FBI, I need you to tell me what happened. what!"

　　 Joe Danny was murderous. He drank the wine in one sip and said: "Someone is breaking the rules, before the task is really issued, and attacked me."

　　 "I killed a dozen people and then escaped. It's as simple as that, but I think the Continental Hotel should give me an explanation."

　　 Winston frowned and stared at Jordan.

　　 After a while, Winston frowned and said, "Joe, no one will break the rules, and no one dares to break the rules."

　　 "This matter is more complicated. Those who do it are the CIA."

　　 The more I said, Winston felt more painful, and the expression on his face was helpless.

　　 The underground world, after all, is the underground world. When the sun rises, all darkness will dissipate, and the CIA is already a holy light-level existence.

　　 Winston is actually very embarrassed. If he admits to Jordan, the rules of the Continental Hotel have been broken, and he must retaliate back. The rules cannot be broken.

　　 A group of killers from the underground world went to retaliate against the CIA. It was definitely the old birthday star eating arsenic, and he was impatient to live.

　　 Are the killers floating? Or is the CIA unable to lift the knife?

　　 I really thought that the U.S. government didn't want face.

　　 But if Winston denied Jordan's words and UU reading www.uukanshu.com revealed the involvement of the CIA, then there was a problem with the mission information given by the Continental Hotel.

　　The other killers who received the task are fortunate to say that before the task time is brought, just modify the task information.

　　 But when Jordan stepped on the spot, he was already involved in the exchange of fire between the secret CIA forces.

　　 This is a headache, because the wrong party is at the Continental Hotel, so on the one hand, he has to give Jordan an explanation or compensation.

　　 On the other hand, Winston must find a way not to let Jordany tell the Continental Hotel’s mistakes.

　　Thinking for a moment, Winston said, "Joe, this matter, I hope you can rot in your stomach, the mission record will be eliminated, and the hotel will give you an explanation and a hush fee."

　　 If it were a general rookie killer, Winston might choose to kill.

　　 But when Jordan spoke just now, Winston noticed a message that he exchanged fire with the secret CIA forces, and the other party killed more than a dozen people and escaped unharmed.

　　 Thinking carefully, I'm terrified, ordinary people, can you do such a thing.

　　 Joe Danny looked at the opposite face of Winston's face changing again and again, and his heart was dark.

　　 On the way back, Jordan had already thought about all aspects of the problem, even outside the hotel, leaving himself a back-hand.

　　 Now that things are going well, Jordan suddenly laughed in his heart.

Fortunately, the acting skills are in place, Jordanian did not express the joy in his heart, and said with a sullen face: "Winston, I respect you very much and can agree to your request, but in terms of compensation and hush money, I must have Certain options."

　　 Winston frowned, and finally said: "Yes, I hope you can grasp the measurement."