Antonyi said something: "Besides, I went to a mainland hotel to do things, not for the mainland hotel."

Jameson frowned.

He vaguely understood what Anton meant.

Of course, what he still couldn't understand was where Anton's full confidence came from.

He opened his mouth and said nothing in the end.

He watched Anton leave the basement and through the monitor on the wall, he saw Anton take the car brought by John Wick, and sighed that the child had really grown up.

Boom boom!

The 1969 Ford Mustang sedan drove away from the villa area.

Jameson withdrew his gaze, looked at John Wick, and pondered for a while.

"John Wick, the king of New York's killer, has long been famous."

Jonah Jameson touched his chin.

He took an old revolver out of his arms and pointed it at John Wick's head.

The latter looked at the muzzle calmly.

"I heard you are going to retire. Are you interested in changing a job?"

Suddenly, Jonah Jameson's eyes flashed, he closed his gun and said, "If Anton can solve the mainland hotel, you stay and work for me. If it can't solve it, I'll kill you."

This transaction is very unfair.

John Wick had no choice, but he could feel the strong confidence that Jonah Jameson exuded at this time.

"Why?"

John Wick looked at Jameson with confusion: "If he had the ability just now, he would not be able to solve the mainland hotel."

"He is my grandson."
Chapter completed!