Driving the ford mustang gifted to him by Dominic, Hunter quickly arrived at the street where the Los Angeles Continental Hotel was located.
On the car, Killer Wife Jane.
The marks left by the sniper rifle more than half a month ago on the car had already disappeared.
Hunter had personally refurbished the car.
After all, it was a car gifted to him by Dominic, and Dominic had spent at least two or three hundred thousand us dollar on this car initially.
Most of the configurations in the car, except for the interior, had all been upgraded.
It is no exaggeration to say that although this ford mustang might not compare to Dominic's beloved car.
It was still a genuine track beast, not much worse than those supercars!
Even if Hunter drove it directly to participate in some car races.
It would not be a difficult thing to take first place.
Driving the car, he parked it slowly outside a hotel.
Hunter took a look at the hotel; in Los Angeles, where skyscrapers stood in great numbers and various international luxury hotel chains were everywhere, the hotel was inconspicuous.
It only had fourteen floors, and the architectural style looked more like a product of the 1970s or 1980s.
Hunter parked the car casually in an empty parking space outside the hotel.
He immediately noticed several gazes falling upon him.
However, Hunter didn't pay too much attention to it; after getting out of the car, he locked it and walked into the hotel.
The gazes scrutinizing him came from several people standing at the hotel entrance who looked like hotel staff.
But Hunter, from the sharp eyes and strong heartbeats of these few people, determined that they were not ordinary people.
"As expected, are the rumors true?"
When Hunter watched the [john wick series] in his previous life, he had seen some rumors.
It was said that most of the staff in the Continental Hotel might also be assassins of The High Table.
If that was really the case, then Hunter felt he needed to re-evaluate the strength of The High Table.
"Sir, welcome."
The hotel door was opened by a waiter the moment Hunter approached.
No one stopped him; in fact, one of them, upon seeing him, took the initiative to step out and gestured for Hunter to enter.
"Mr. Hunter Sun, right? Please follow me."
Regarding the fact that the people here at the Continental Hotel could recognize him.
Hunter did not find it strange.
He nodded and followed behind without saying a word.
His gaze, however, calmly scanned every corner of the hotel and the people who appeared inside.
Just like Hunter, almost the moment he entered the hotel.
The few people inside the hotel also had their gazes all fall upon him.
Almost most of the gazes carried scrutiny and curiosity.
Among them, there was no lack of disdain and indifference.
Hunter didn't care, but he noted down the owners of the few disdainful gazes.
He was a petty person; it would be fine if these people didn't come to provoke him in the future, but if they dared to offend him.
Hunter would let them know that daring to kill their way through the Continental Hotel and turning the entire The High Table upside down.
Was not only that dog-loving dog-man!
You have to know, although the dog-man was one of the top assassins of the entire The High Table before he retired.
But his physical fitness at most only reached the human limit.
While Hunter's current five-dimensional attributes had already reached more than four times that of an ordinary adult male, already surpassing the limit and beginning to transform towards the extraordinary.
So if someone really dared to provoke him, he would definitely give the other party a harsh lesson.
Following the hotel waiter expressionlessly, soon, Hunter was brought to the front desk in the lobby on the first floor.
There, there was a kind-looking person.
A middle-aged white man with a smile on his face that always made people feel very comfortable was standing behind the counter.
Seeing Hunter, the middle-aged white man immediately nodded at him with a smile.
"Mr. Hunter Sun, welcome."
"I am Cole Dawson, you can call me Cole directly, I am the concierge of the Los Angeles Continental Hotel, responsible for most of the daily work here."
"If you choose to register as a member at the Continental Hotel here in Los Angeles, then I will serve you wholeheartedly from now on."
Hunter was not stupid, especially now that his intelligence had reached more than four times that of an ordinary adult male.
The high intelligence attribute, while bringing him near-photographic memory.
Also brought Hunter powerful and efficient logical thinking and information processing capabilities.
"Call me Hunter, or Sun, either is fine."
Hunter looked at the middle-aged white man Cole Dawson, who claimed to be the concierge of this Continental Hotel, and asked directly: "Cole, judging by what you said? It seems that besides the Los Angeles Continental Hotel, I can also register as a member at other Continental Hotels?"
"Is there any difference in registering at different hotels?"
Cole Dawson's expression did not change at all, as if many people had asked him the same question in the past.
He first made an apologetic expression toward Hunter.
Then, very gentlemanly, he picked up the phone on the counter, dialed a number, and said to the other side: "Jin, come and replace me at the counter for a while..."
After hanging up the phone, Cole Dawson walked out from behind the counter and said to Hunter: "Strictly speaking, there are still some differences."
"For example, Hunter, if you register as a member at our Los Angeles Continental Hotel, most of the commission tasks you receive in the future will be prioritized in the West Coast area."
"Besides that, there are some small perks unique to our Los Angeles Continental Hotel."
"Of course, other hotels also have such small perks, but they should be somewhat different from ours."
"Apart from that, there is no difference."
"As long as you become an official member of the Continental Hotel, you can obtain various equipment supplies, medical assistance, task information support, and so on at all Continental Hotels."
Hunter nodded, feeling a bit hesitant.
Cole Dawson obviously saw the hesitation in his heart, smiled, leaned closer, and said in a low voice: "Believe me, Hunter."
"Choosing the Los Angeles Continental Hotel will not disappoint you."
"Of course, even if you make a different choice, you will still be a distinguished guest here in the future."
After speaking, he stopped talking and interfering with his choice.
After thinking for a while, Hunter finally made a decision.
"I will register at the Los Angeles Continental Hotel, Cole, can you arrange for someone to take me to register?"
A happy smile immediately appeared on Cole Dawson's face.
He took the initiative to reach out his hand, and Hunter also cooperated by extending his right hand and shaking it with him.
"A wise choice!"
He said this to Hunter, "In a while, I will personally take you to register your information and collect your mission reward and equipment."
"As a reward for your trust in us, I will also prepare a small gift for Hunter later."
As he was speaking, the elevator door not far away opened.
A young foreign woman with outstanding looks, dressed in OL attire, walked out of the elevator.
She walked straight to Cole's side, nodded to him, and without saying much, walked behind the counter.
It looked like she was the 'Jin' that Cole had just hired.
Hunter's gaze met hers for a moment, and he clearly saw a hint of amusement in the eyes of this stunning young foreign woman.
He didn't quite understand what that meant.
But his gaze did not linger on Jin for long.
Soon, under Cole's direction, he followed him towards the elevator.
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