Without delay, the boss behind the scenes immediately called the base to ask about John.


    Fortunately, John hasn''t rested yet and is holding a meeting for important members of the base.


    He will leave Houston for New York tomorrow. He must arrange the chores in the base before leaving.


    The boss was overjoyed at the news.


    He quickly applied to meet John on the grounds that a special guest came to the nightclub and John should like him.


    After applying, everyone sat in a private room and waited.


    John Wick''s status in Houston is extraordinary. It''s not easy to make an appointment with him by a simple phone call. Even dignitaries don''t want to see him.


    "Do you think he will refuse or have doubts?" Rocky asked with some concern.


    For John wick, his understanding is only a little information in writing.


    But if you want to see a person clearly, you must see him face to face.


    "Probably not." The boss replied, a little uncertain in his tone.


    At the time of employment, the organization widely recruited people in the society. In this year, he introduced 13 people to join the organization through his hands.


    Today he deliberately uses the word "special". John wick will certainly be interested in such people.


    As for suspicion, it''s even more impossible.


    Rocky pretended to enter the nightclub without revealing his identity or doing anything suspicious.


    Unless John wick can predict, why should he be suspicious.


    I waited quietly for more than ten minutes. There was a reply from the base.


    John wick agreed to meet!


    Rocky breathed a sigh of relief and looked proudly at the crowd.


    "Let''s go and meet our companions."


    The agent was from the s.h.i.e.l.d. and registered on the clown''s information network, so he stayed at the nightclub alone and was driven by two security guards to take rocky and the boss.


    …………


    John''s style of doing things is different from others.


    Others choose the address of the secret stronghold. They want to choose it in the mountains and forests.


    He chose the Houston base in a membership hotel in the city center.


    The small is hidden in the wild, the big is hidden in the dynasty.


    The hotel covers a large area and has classical decoration style. Many local dignitaries like to go in and out here.


    But perhaps even the s.h.i.e.l.d. doesn''t know that these dignitaries are the gold owners of the clown organization.


    They secretly provided a lot of wealth and resources in exchange for their own business convenience and peace. They provided this hotel free of charge.


    Whether you hate Jason or like Jason, you can''t deny it.


    In today''s situation, if you want to do a good job and expand your business, you must have a good relationship with the clown organization.


    Otherwise, even the top rich like Tony Stark can only be forced to leave the company and live a displaced life.


    American capitalists understand this truth. The most important thing is that they are only related to immediate and future interests.


    As long as there are enough interests, even if clown organizations want to subvert the world and replace them, they are willing to provide support.


    The night club security guard drove a Ford car and swiped his card into the underground parking lot of the hotel.


    Just stopped, two burly black brothers came over, with a large caliber pistol pinned to their waist.


    When they walk, their hands swing naturally, but their right hand is always close to the holster, which is convenient for drawing and shooting at any time.


    These people are full members of the clown organization, and their combat effectiveness is no less than that of s.h.i.e.l.d. agents.


    Before brother Hei could speak, the boss took out a card from his pocket and handed it to him.


    "Trouble."


    Black brother nodded and took it, and then inserted it into an instrument similar to POS machine.


    This card records the information of the members of the organization, including the invitation to enter the hotel.


    Unless it is a senior level distributed in Houston, ordinary organization members can enter the hotel only with permission.


    "The invitation information shows two people." Black brother raised his head and said expressionless.


    The boss pointed to the two people in front: "they are drivers. They don''t go in."


    Black brother nodded and returned the card to him: "come in."


    Rocky and the boss get off in turn.


    A black brother stayed to see the two security guards. Another black brother led them into a special elevator to the floor where John wick was located.


    Yes, even if you have the invitation letter of the base, you can''t run up and down the hotel. There are strict floor and time restrictions.


    The elevator stopped on the lower floor of the top floor, and Heige handed them over to the senior security guard of the hotel.


    These guards are on the same floor as John, in other words, they belong to John''s private forces alone.


    "Security check." The security guard said.


    The first thing to meet John was to hand over all the weapons he was carrying and everything the security guard thought was suspicious.


    The boss is very sensible. He threw the pistol in the car in advance and just handed in his mobile phone.


    As for rocky, he had nothing on him, but it was hard not to attract people''s attention.


    "This is my gift to Mr. wick. I hope to give it to him myself." Rocky explained.


    The security guard grabbed the scepter, looked carefully, and walked through the X-ray machine again. He didn''t find anything special. It seems to be just a beautiful handicraft.


    "Let''s go."


    Through the security check, the security guard led the two to John Wick''s reception room.


    This is an elegant room with classical decoration style, wooden antique furniture and light yellow lights to create a warm and comfortable atmosphere.


    At the end of the day''s work, John took off his black suit and only wore a pure white shirt.


    He sat upright on the couch with a glass of iced whisky in his hand. It was his habit to have a drink before going to bed.


    Knock on the door and enter the reception hall. The security guard quietly leaves.


    "Sit down!"


    John glanced at the scepter and motioned them to sit down.


    Rocky and the boss split up and looked at John together.


    In his thirties, his beard is very emotional, and ten slender nails are trimmed neatly.


    John''s first impression on him was that he didn''t look like a killer, but like a gentleman.


    John: what would you like to drink? Water, coffee, whisky! "


    Without thinking, the boss blurted out: "whisky!"


    Jason, the big boss, likes to drink whisky. Over time, it has become the hobby of members of the organization, as if he was a pagan without whisky.


    "The same." Rocky said casually.


    He really despises the so-called good wine on earth.


    In Asgard, it is called good wine. It has to undergo natural fermentation for at least a thousand years. The taste is far from being enjoyed by ordinary people.


    On earth, wine fermented for only 20 years can be called good wine and sell at a sky high price.


    There is too much grade difference between the two. For rocky, the wine and drink on earth are the same.


    Deciding what to drink, John slowly got up and poured wine for them, as if the two opposite were not subordinates, but guests from a long way.


    "Sir... I''ll come." The boss was flattered and quickly stood up and grabbed the whisky in his hand.