Hunter also knew that staring at someone's gouged-out eye was very rude. He had great self-control and quickly moved his gaze away.
He nodded calmly and introduced himself to the old man: "Hunter Sun, hello."
The Mediterranean old man was serious and unsmiling. Seeing him take the initiative to greet him, he just nodded calmly.
He took a folder out of the drawer, rummaged through it for a while, and then said to Cole: "Salary capped at five hundred thousand us dollars?"
Seeing Cole nod, the old man looked at Hunter a few more times. Then he stood up and walked to a safe.
He took a key out of his pocket and inserted it into the keyhole of the safe. Then he used his body to block their view and entered the password.
Accompanied by a mechanical sound, the safe was soon opened, revealing bundles of Franklin inside, packed full.
Having had the harvest from Steve earlier, Hunter only took one look and didn't care at all.
At this moment, Cole also smiled and reminded him: "Hunter, your future mission rewards will be deposited directly into your designated bank account."
"Only special rewards will still be collected here from Porter."
Hunter hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking: "If large sums of money suddenly appear in my bank account, won't I be investigated?"
This is the United States, and the deeds of the IRS are definitely not a myth made up. Rather, it is a reputation built by the IRS agents and armed tax collection squads since its establishment, stepping over mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
In the United States, if you offend the FBI, CIA, or even local police stations, the worst that happens is being shot to death by them. But if you offend the IRS, they can find countless charges to send you to prison.
They will make you watch helplessly as everything you have is taken away, then torture you for decades, and finally let you die in pain.
Cole smiled, his face showing indescribable pride.
"Don't worry, no one will investigate the Continental Hotel members' accounts."
"Because they cannot afford that price."
Hunter was stunned. Did that count as an answer, or was it not an answer at all!
While he was pondering, he saw the Mediterranean, one-eyed white old man whom Cole called Potter, take out a kraft paper bag from somewhere.
Then, right in front of them, he stuffed fifty bundles of Franklin into it.
Subsequently, he pushed it in front of Hunter.
"Five hundred thousand us dollar, your payment."
Hunter would never turn his back on money; after all, this stuff was truly very useful in the United States.
"Thank you!"
He took the kraft paper bag containing five hundred thousand us dollar from the one-eyed old man's hand without much emotional change.
After all, previously at Stanfield's place.
Hunter had obtained fifteen travel bags all filled with three million us dollar in cash, and after witnessing the weight of forty-five million us dollar in cash with his own eyes.
Now, this mere five hundred thousand us dollar in cash could no longer move him much.
Picking up the kraft paper bag, Hunter looked at Cole.
Cole understood the expression on his face and reminded him with a smile: "Don't be in a rush, you still have other rewards you haven't taken yet."
He then looked at Potter again.
Potter, somewhat reluctantly, took out a gold coin from the desk drawer and handed it to Hunter.
With just one look, Hunter recognized that the gold coin the one-eyed old man Potter handed to him was the special currency used within the Continental Hotel in the john wick series.
He took it and looked at it curiously; based on the material, it was not hard to judge that this was a gold coin with a very high gold content.
"What is this?"
Hunter recognized the gold coin Potter handed him, but he still pretended not to know and asked Cole.
Cole did not suspect anything and proudly explained to him: "This is the special currency used inside our Continental Hotel; you can call it continental gold coins, or assassin coins, or hotel coins, anything is fine."
"Each gold coin weighs one ounce and can be used within the Continental Hotel to purchase various special services, weapons, and equipment, or even hire other members to help you."
"In the future, for every commission you complete with a reward of less than five hundred thousand us dollar, you will receive one gold coin."
"For commissions with a reward exceeding five hundred thousand us dollar but not exceeding one million us dollar, you can receive two gold coins."
"And so on; the more difficult and higher-paying the task, the more gold coins you can receive after completing it."
"Hunter, I must seriously remind you."
"Although each continental gold coins is not worth much in terms of pure gold value."
"But because it can be used to purchase various special services within the Continental Hotel."
"Therefore, this kind of gold coin is also very valuable."
"I have heard that some factions and banks offer a price of five hundred thousand us dollar per coin to acquire these gold coins."
"If you are very short on money, you can consider selling them."
"But I do not advise you to do so!"
Hunter was stunned upon hearing this.
When he looked down at the continental gold coins in his hand again, a look of thought suddenly appeared in his eyes.
In his previous life, when watching the john wick series, he was curious about the Continental Hotel's gold coins; their value was truly very strange.
Checking into the Continental Hotel requires spending one gold coin.
Drinking in the secret bar inside the Continental Hotel also requires paying one gold coin.
Purchasing special bulletproof vests and weapons and equipment requires several gold coins.
Hiring someone to collect a body and handle the aftermath costs over a dozen gold coins.
You can spend one gold coin to hire another assassin to watch over an enemy trying to kill you.
In short, Hunter had always felt that the value of the coins minted by the Continental Hotel in the john wick series plot was very chaotic.
Now he understood that for the Continental Hotel and those assassins, it was both valuable and worthless.
But for those who are not members of the Continental Hotel, if they want to obtain the same services as members of the Continental Hotel, they need these gold coins.
Therefore, Cole reminded Hunter just now.
Some factions and banks are willing to pay five hundred thousand us dollar per coin to acquire continental gold coins.
This sentence was a kind reminder.
It was also a warning!
At the same time, Hunter combined this with the plots of the john wick series he had watched in his previous life.
He now vaguely had a guess.
"The Continental Hotel, or rather The High Table, this top-tier assassin organization whose influence spans across all continents."
"Perhaps it is very likely that it has long been known by the governments of various countries and major factions."
"In my previous life, I was still curious, how could an assassin organization like The High Table."
"Have existed for at least decades, or even longer, without being discovered and wiped out by various countries."
"After all, their assassins and various assassination operations are still quite high-profile."
"Now it seems that it is very likely not that the various countries did not discover The High Table."
"But rather that after discovering it and sending people to infiltrate The High Table, they found that the power of The High Table was already too great, and it was simply not something that a few countries joining forces could easily resolve."
"I am afraid that within The High Table, that 'High Table' which possesses 12 seats, comes from various countries representing different factions, and controls The High Table, might just be the pattern formed after major factions have continuously infiltrated The High Table for decades or even hundreds of years."
Thinking this way, Hunter suddenly felt enlightened.
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