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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 matched with the black formal suit he was wearing, he looked very much like a Catholic priest.

Luke recalled the information given by John. Among them, he paid special attention to the "exclusive NPC" in the Roman Continental Hotel. There was only one person with this appearance.

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

When he got closer, he had already reached out his hand: "Long time no see, Jonathan."

"Long time no see, Julius." Luke remained calm.

No way, John has always been such a person. He usually doesn't have much expression on his face, and he looks like a cold man.

After the two shook hands, they walked to the sofa next to them and sat down.

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

Luke: "It was before."

Julius stared at 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 gently: "NO."

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

With that said, he took out a room card in his pocket and handed it over: "Thank you for your frankness, take it, you can live in the best room here."

Luke took it: "Thank you."

Julius: "Pleasant 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 here." He raised his hand and gestured to a small door on the side behind her.

Luke steps,

Pushed the door and walked in.

There are neat rows of guns in the room.

The firearms are not densely packed, 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, like a waiter, looked over from behind the counter.

This is the so-called sommelier, which is actually a gunsmith.

The sommelier tastes wine and mixes wine, and the firearms judges the gun and adjusts the gun. Except that the modified items are a little different, the nature of the work is actually similar.

Seeing Luke, he smiled and bowed slightly: "Nice to see you again, Mr. Wake."

Luke nodded: "Me too."

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Look at how well-rounded John is, and everyone knows him wherever he goes. New Bayi Chinese website debut

But being a killer is not only flamboyant, but also handsome!

If this guy didn't have the primary concealment ability, he would have been beaten to death a long time ago!

Hmm, but that's fine. These are all right now. Luke talked with the sommelier while his thoughts were flying.

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

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

The sommelier just glanced at the gold coin, didn't take it, smiled and nodded: "You're welcome, Mr. Wick."

Luke turned around and walked to the door when the sommelier's gentle voice came from behind him: "Mr. Wick..."

He turned his head to look, the sommelier continued: "Please enjoy the feast that belongs to you!"

Luke twitched the corners of his mouth, nodded, and left silently.

Next, Luke found the room where the map was sold according to the information John said, and got the map of Dantonio Manor.

Finally, four suits were ordered from a dedicated tailor provided by the hotel.

Two leisure suits and two combat suits, one of which will be a combat suit will also be delivered to his room at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and the rest will be picked up when he checks out.

For this, Luke paid another stack of gold coins, but he didn't feel bad at all.

John earned it anyway, and he didn't contribute... well, it took a little effort to subdue John.

For suits, Luke hardly ever wore them.

This is a habit brought by the previous life.

In his last life, he was an ordinary clerk, wearing a casual jacket and jumper on weekdays, a T-shirt and shorts when he got home from get off work, and cotton pajamas in winter.

Occasionally go out with friends and colleagues, and it is impossible to wear a suit.

Wearing casual clothes to work, and wearing a suit after get off work, isn't that crazy!

After being reborn into this world, there was almost no need to wear a suit before middle school. When I became a sheriff, I had to wear a uniform. After my life as a police detective started, I didn't think about it because of the convenience of doing things.

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

The suit I ordered just now is a special product, and I will never show my tights with a split.

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

After all this was done, it was only evening.

He wasn't the real John Wick, and there was little danger in the mission.

Taking advantage of this free time today, he wanted to take a tour in the tourist resort of Rome.

After the task is completed tomorrow, he has to rush back to New York immediately.

Selena pretended to be him for the first time, and it was easy to make mistakes after a long time, and he couldn't stay here for a long time.

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

He hurriedly strolled around the Colosseum and the Mouth of Truth, and he was not interested in the Trevi Fountain, but the location of the barber shop where Audrey Hepburn handled "Hepburn's head" in the movie is said to be next to the Trevi Fountain.

Of course, there was no barber shop there, which made Luke, who was a little fan of Hepburn, a little lost.

Finally, at nightfall he sat in the Plaza de España under the Church of the Trinity in Rome.

After nightfall, the pool on the square sprays water columns of various shapes under the lanterns, and there are still many tourists lingering here.

Just as a foreign couple walked into the square with ice cream, they were caught by a passing policeman, who gave them two choices: one, go to the square and finish eating, then enter the square.

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

In short, it is not allowed to sit and eat ice cream in the square, especially by the pool table.

Luke smiled.

This is also interesting.

In "Roman Holiday", Hepburn sat on the pool table and ate ice cream.

The scene of Princess Anne's demure like a lady and her tongue licking like a kitten is vivid in my eyes.

Many young couples come here, and they also want to eat ice cream here.

It is a pity that there is no shortage of people who do not talk about public health, and there is no shortage of Italy, a tourist destination.

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

Seeing that the young couple was annoyed, they had to eat the ice cream in a few big bites, and then they were tangled and trembling all over there.

Luke couldn't help but laugh.

It's January, and small bites of ice cream are fun, but big bites are really cold.

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