Luke turned his head and saw a short old man in his fifties approaching.

The short old man also wore a white scarf around his neck and black dress he was wearing, looking like a Catholic priest.

Luke recalled the data explained by John. Among them, he paid special attention to the "exclusive NPC" in the Roman Continental Hotel.

He is the principal of the Continental Hotel in Rome, and the manager is Julius (the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York is Winston).

Walking closer, he had already reached out and said, "Long time, Jonathan."

"Long time, Julius." Luke remained calm.

No way, John has always been such a person, usually without much expression on his face, a high-cold male style.

After shaking hands, they walked to the side of the sofa and sat down.

Julius blinked: "I don't remember when you came to Rome last time. I heard that you retired?"

Luke: "Before."

Julius watched him: "Ask a question, I hope you answer me honestly."

Luke nodded.

Julius leaned forward slightly: "Are you here for the Pope?"

Luke also leaned forward and shook his head slightly: "NO."

Julius exhaled a long breath and relaxed: "That's good."

Then, he took it out of his pocket, took out a room card and handed it over: "Thank you for your frankness, holding it, you can live in the best room here."

Luke took it: "Thank you."

Julius: "Good stay."

In fact, Luke didn't go to the room, but walked back to the front desk: "Is the sommelier there?"

The front desk smiled: "He won't be away." He raised his hand and motioned for a small door behind her.

Luke took a step and pushed in the door.

Inside the house were rows of neat firearms.

The firearm row is not dense, but there are many types, there are many rare models on the market, and modified goods are everywhere.

A middle-aged man in a black dress, who looked like a waiter, came over behind the counter.

This is the so-called sommelier, in fact the gunner.

Sommelier tasting and mixing, gunners commenting on guns and adjusting guns, except for commenting on modified items, the nature of work is almost the same.

Seeing Luke, he smiled and bowed slightly: "It's nice to see you again, Mr. Wick."

Luke nodded. "Me too."

But he couldn't help sighing: Seeing how much John was mixed up, everyone knew where he was. New Bayi Chinese website debut

But as a killer, not only swagger, but also handsome!

If this guy has no primary hiding ability, I am afraid that he will be killed early!

Well, but that's fine. Now these are all suitable for me. Luke talked to the sommelier as his thoughts fluttered.

After more than ten minutes, the sommelier nodded: "At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, they will be delivered to your room. Is time available?"

Luke took out a stack of gold coins and put it on the counter: "That's it, thank you for your service."

The sommelier just glanced at the gold coin, didn't pick it up, and nodded with a smile: "You're welcome, Mr. Wick."

When Luke turned and walked to the door, a gentle voice of the sommelier came from behind him: "Mr. Wick ..."

He turned his head to look, and the sommelier continued, "Please enjoy your feast!"

Luke twitched the corner of his mouth, nodding, and left silently.

Next, according to John's information, Luke found the room where the map was sold and got a map of the Dantonio estate.

Finally, four suits were ordered at the tailors provided by the hotel.

Two sets of leisure and two sets of combat, one of which will also be delivered to his room at nine tomorrow morning, and the rest will be taken out when checking out.

To this end, Luke paid another large stack of gold coins, but he was not distressed at all.

Anyway, it was John who made it, and he didn't do anything ... well, it took a little effort to subdue John.

For a suit, Luke barely wore it.

This is a habit brought by the last life.

In the last life, he was an ordinary clerk. He usually wore casual jackets and pullovers at work, and T-shirts and shorts when he came home from work. He was simply cotton pajamas in winter.

Occasionally go out with friends and colleagues to wear a suit.

Wear casual clothes at work and wear a suit after work. Isn't that neurotic!

Reborn in this world, there was almost no need to wear a suit before middle school. When the sheriff had uniforms and the detectives started life, it was convenient for them to do so.

It wasn't until John Wick's appearance that he knew that the so-called "suit thugs" were still very powerful.

The suit I went to order just now is a special product, and I will never expose the tight pants to a split.

For a while, he also looked forward to tomorrow's actions.

After all this, the time is not until evening.

He's not the real John Wick, and it's not dangerous to perform this task.

Taking advantage of his free time today, he wants to visit Rome, a tourist resort.

He will have to rush back to New York immediately after the task is finished tomorrow.

For the first time, Selina pretended to look like him. Over time, it was easy to leak, and he could not stay here for long.

Renting a car from the hotel, he shuttled through the streets of Rome.

The Colosseum and the mouth of truth hurriedly visited the ancient Roman Colosseum. He was not interested in the Trevi Fountain, but Audrey Hepburn took care of the location of the "Hepburn Head" barber shop in the movie.

Of course, there wasn't the original barber shop there, which made Luke a little lost for Hepburn's younger brother.

Finally, as night fell, he sat on the Plaza de Espana under the Trinity Church in Rome.

After night, the pool on the square sprayed various shapes of water columns under the colored lights, and there are still many tourists lingering here.

A foreign couple entered the square with ice cream and was caught by a passing patrol officer. They gave them two options: one, go to the square and finish eating, and then enter the square.

Second, throw ice cream into the trash can and then into the square.

In short, don't sit and eat ice cream in the square, especially by the pool platform.

Luke smiled.

It's also interesting.

Hepburn in "Roman Holiday" ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ is sitting on this pool platform eating ice cream.

Princess Anne's demureness was like a lady, and her licking tongue was like a kitten.

Many young lovers come here for the ice cream.

It's a pity that people who don't talk about public health are everywhere, and Italy is even more popular.

There are many people eating ice cream here at the pool terrace, and more people are littering. The city government can only ban ice cream here.

Seeing the little couple stunned, they had to eat a few big mouthfuls of ice cream, and then there were tangled and trembling.

Luke couldn't help laughing.

This is January, and it's fun to eat ice cream in small stutters.

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