Dragon Ball Arrives in Marvel

Chapter 31: The Arbitrator (Please Read)
As Wesley took John Wick to the recovery room for treatment, Smith Doyle began to look at the information sent by Fox.

These materials are a summary of the 12 seats on the High Table. These materials cover a very wide range. Although it has been clearly determined which organizations the 12 seats are, the headquarters of the High Table and the headquarters of the 12 gangs are under thorough investigation.

Although organizations like the Camorra and the Mafia are relatively easy to find, their headquarters are often hidden deep inside.

Moreover, destroying the high table is not something that can be accomplished by simply killing the 12 elders. These 12 gangs need to be completely eradicated. Otherwise, according to bloodline inheritance, if the leader dies, they will arrange someone else from the bloodline to inherit the position.

However, it is indeed difficult to wipe out the twelve families at the same time, but dividing the troops into three groups will not be a problem for the Assassin's League.

Although the textile factory is not big and there don’t seem to be many assassin members, this is just the headquarters.

The Assassin's League, which has been passed down for more than a thousand years, has quite a few branches, and with his current strength, he just needs to be careful and lead his men to sweep through the city.

However, John Wick may need to make a trip to Casablanca to see the elders of the High Table hiding in the desert.

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the next day.

After reading the information, Smith Doyle trained on the training ground for a day, but he found that the effect was not obvious.

It has been several weeks since he obtained Yamcha's combat power and bloodline, but he still hasn't been able to perceive Qi. He doesn't feel any bonus from the bloodline of the Dragon Ball Earthlings.

If he only relies on his own training and the strength of Yamcha who just appeared, it will take a long time for him to sense the Qi. It seems that John Wick has to speed up the pace of collecting Dragon Balls, and the start of Marvel's big event is about to begin.

Walking out of the training ground, Smith Doyle grabbed a bottle of bourbon and headed for the recovery room.

When Smith arrived at the recovery room, he saw John Wick wrapped in a wax bath, with only his face exposed.

Hearing the footsteps, John Wick immediately woke up alertly, but his face was wrapped in wax and he couldn't speak for a while, and could only make "hmm, hmm" sounds.

Seeing John wake up, Smith walked over to him and said:

"John, are you okay?"

When John Wick heard Smith's voice, he stopped struggling on his face, but he was able to speak at this moment.

"I feel like my injury has gotten much better, but I'm still a little thirsty."

As John spoke, the wax on his face began to crack, and some even fell into John's mouth.

Smith cleaned the wax off John Wick's face and said:

"Here, drink some water."

Then he unscrewed the bourbon whiskey he brought with him, poured a small glass, and fed it to John Wick.

As the wine went down his throat, John felt much better and said:
"Thank you. I really like the taste of bourbon."

"What is this wax bath?"

Smith was not surprised to hear John Wick say that he liked it. After all, he was from Belarus, and there were very few people there who didn't like wine.

Smith put his bourbon aside and sat next to John Wick and said:
"This wax bath stimulates the white blood cells and speeds up the recovery process."

"Here, bruises, cuts, and broken bones heal in a matter of hours."

Hearing this function, John Wick was shocked and said incoherently:

"This, this, is too powerful!"

"With this thing, I'm not afraid of ordinary injuries at all."

“There are no mainland hotels with such good things.”

Especially cuts and fractures, which can be healed in a few hours. The effect is exaggerated. Even if a killer is seriously injured, he can recover and continue fighting the next day.

This is the foundation of a power that has been passed down for thousands of years. I really don’t know how many good things the other party has in his hands.

Smith didn't care about the good stuff for John Wick. If he could make a wish and win a Dragon Ball healing chamber or Senzu Bean in a lottery, that would be the real good stuff. As long as he didn't die immediately, he could recover. Smith said nonchalantly:

"Although this thing is good, it can only treat some external injuries. If you are shot in the vitals by a pistol, there is no way to treat it."

“If you get the chance, you’ll see some really good stuff.”

John Wick was not disappointed at all when he heard that some of the vital injuries could not be treated. To him, the wax bath was now perfect.

But he was a little curious but not surprised by the really good things Smith mentioned. As they were in charge of more than a thousand dragon balls, the Assassin's League should have made wishes and obtained a lot of good things.

"This thing is already perfect, the wax bath function is already very powerful."

"If it were released, I think countless killers and gangsters would go crazy for it."

Smith ignored John Wick's words and said:
"Okay, I'm going to go out first. When the wax bath melts, you can get ready to come out. I'll wait for you in the conference room."

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Continental Hotel New York.

A black Mercedes-Benz sedan stopped at the door of the hotel. At this time, a tall lady with a crew cut, wearing a black coat, black boots, and even her nails painted black, got out of the car carrying a black briefcase.

She walked towards the Continental Hotel, exuding a capable and cold aura all the way, and soon she arrived at the hotel's service desk.

Charon looked at the lady who came to the service desk and said:

"Welcome to the Continental Hotel, how can I help you?"

She took out a gold coin representing the identity of the judge and slowly pushed it in front of Charon with two fingers. She didn't say a word the whole time and just stared at him.

Charon picked up the gold coin on the service desk, examined it carefully, and then placed it on the service desk. He picked up the front desk phone and dialed the internal line. When the call was connected, he spoke directly:

"Sir, an adjudicator wishes to see you."

"Okay, sir."

Charon put down the phone and said respectfully to the judge in front of him:
"The manager is in the lounge."

The judge glanced at Charon, put away the gold coins that represented his status, and walked towards the lounge without saying a word.

At this time, Winston came to the lounge, looked at the female judge standing there, and said:

"I assume you're here to talk about John Wick."

"If that's the case, we can make it short."

"I told him to turn around and leave, but he refused. That's the whole story."

The female judge walked up to Winston and said directly:

"Mr. Wick broke the rules."

Winston nodded and replied, "Yes."

"I have no idea where he is..."

Before Winston could finish his words, the female judge interrupted:
"You misunderstood. I'm not here to see Mr. Wick."

"I'm here because Mr. Wick broke the rules at this hotel and his blood was spilled on the floor of the Continental."

"Isn't it?"

Winston replied in a heavy voice, "Yes."

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