Nightlife in Miami presents another kind of beauty, a mixture of violence freedom, and pleasure produces a wild atmosphere, which incites a person's suppressed nature.
Roaming among people, looking at colorful lights illuminating the darkness, John was emotional.
This kind of lively scene is impossible in any place in Mexico, no wonder Mexicans always spoke of their visit to Miami as if some kind of big achievement.
Walking for a while, seeing a luxurious bar named Rose Mary, John decided to have a visit.
On the one hand, he wanted to feel the atmosphere of the bar and on the other hand, he tried to get some useful information, to plan the DEA branch chief kidnapping.
After all places like bars have all kinds of birds mixed, this was the most ideal place to collect information.
Entering the bar, a burst of music came into his ears, John was not interested in a noisy atmosphere, so he planned to ask for a private room.
Signaling a male waiter dressed in a white suit he asked him " Is there a private room here?"
Listening to the rich man's tone of voice in John's question, the waiter, who originally had just a formal smile became more enthusiastic and sincere.
"Sir we have three types of private rooms namely private, general, and supreme, which one do you want?" the waiter asked enthusiastically.
"How much is supreme room, what are the benefits?"
"Sir Supreme Room will need you to recharge 50000$ in the bar for the first time, then you will get our VIP card, you can order Supreme Room every time you come using your VIP card and an additional 10000$"
"As for benefits you can order wine and girls for free in the supreme room, there are also some hidden benefits that will be disclosed to you after you become VIP" waiter explained.
Money is not an issue to John, handing over his bank card to the waiter, John spoke " Here, take this card, recharge money, and take me to the room"
Seeing John spending 50000$ like buying some cabbage, coupled with his superior temperament, the waiter became more and more respectful, he was just short of kneeling and calling him daddy.
John was indifferent to this flattery, in American society where money is paramount, this kind of attitude towards big money owners is normal.
"Okay sir, please come with me, it will take five minutes" waiter took John into a separate room with good soundproofing, as soon as he entered the room, the booming sound outside was isolated.
The room was extremely simple there was nothing else in the room except for a bookshelf leaning against the wall and a table and chair placed in the middle of the room.
A beautiful Spanish woman with a score of 95 was leaning against a chair reading some documents.
Cream white skin, long black hair cascading down her ears, charming eyes like a fox, this woman was capable of making a man nosebleed with just a glance.
Their intrusion seemed to have disturbed her, she frowned her brows for a moment and then relaxed them.
Taking her eyes off the document she scanned the waiter and John for a moment and then spoke to the waiter.
"Tony, what's the matter?"
The waiter spoke in a respectful tone as he handed John's bank card to her "Mam, this gentleman wants to become the bar's VIP"
Don't know why, John felt there was more fear in the waiter's voice than respect, John's eyes narrowed a little.
'Interesting'
It looked like there was some secret to this bar, John thought for a while and didn't bother anymore, anyway with his strength it wouldn't affect him even a little bit.
Taking her eyes off the card woman looked at John again, this time more carefully.
Handsome face, figure as if carved with knife and axe, straight posture, and sharp eyes.
Especially those eyes, filled with confidence with a hidden element mixed in them.
It was indifference, yes it was not the kind of indifference to life rather it was indifference to everything, as if nothing in the world can cause these eyes to waver.
This woman was surprised.
...
John didn't know that the bar he accidentally entered was in fact, a contact point of a female-oriented private intelligence organization called Black Rose.
This institution is not famous in the private sector, but in the official sector they have high reach, they have completed many orders for big countries like Lighthouse and Xia country.
This beautiful Spanish lady is a diamond-level killer and one of the aces of the organization.
Her name is Alison.
Based on her status, she shouldn't be in this minimal branch in the city of Miami, but she lost her friend and partner in her last mission, to calm her emotions she decided to take a break.
Looking into those indifferent eyes Alison was a little shocked.
She had come into contact with many killers and big bosses, she had never seen this kind of indifference and calmness in anyone's eyes.
Even the number 1 killer of the Dark Knife organization, codename Death, was far behind this person.
"Mam, mam, mam!!!" listening to this the waiter's voice, she was jolted awake.
...
John was puzzled by this woman's operation.
First, she sized him up with scrutiny eyes, then gazed at him in his eyes, first there was emotion of surprise then she was in a trance.
What kind of drama this woman was playing John was puzzled.
If the waiter hadn't woken her up seeing John's impatient expression, he really wanted to leave, anyway during this time in the bar he have collected the required information.
Two men were discussing a fundraising party being held next week, which Smith, the DEA chief, was expected to visit.
The venue was Lake View Hotel, this amount of information was enough for him to plan a perfect kidnapping.
Coming back to her senses, Alison was a little embarrassed seeing the man's impatient and Tonny's nervous and anxious expression.
Embarrassment came and went quickly, being an ace killer, expression control was a basic quality.
Clearing her emotion, she asked in a calm tone " How much money are you going to recharge Mr. ?"
"My name is John, as for money, I think 100000$ will be enough," John said
She wasn't surprised by the amount, being a diamond-level killer, her reward for a single commission starts with a million.
"Sir please fill out this form" She handed him a form.
John looked at the form, it required some basic information, and John took a minute to fill it.
Swiping the card to pay the money, he was told to wait.
Alison went out with the form, it took 5 minutes, and she came back with an exquisite black card with a rose pattern printed in gold on it.
"Sir this is your VIP card" Handing him the card, Alison said.
John casually slipped it into his pocket, turned around, and walked toward the door.
From beginning to end his expression was the same.
Reaching the door, John suddenly turned his head to look at the woman who was once again looking at his back with scrutiny in her eyes.
Opening the door John left, leaving Alison, sitting on the chair stiffened.
.....
hu hu hu
Alison was holding the table, panting, it took a full minute to even move her paralyzed body.
Just now when that man turned his head and looked at her, her whole body stiffened, alarm bells rang in her heart, the air around her thickened, it was extremely difficult to breathe.
'You will die' This was the feeling her mind conveyed to her when that man looked at her when exiting the room.
John did nothing more than apply one-hundredth of his pressure on her.
He was annoyed with the constant scrutiny of Alison.
Although Alison masked her inspection of John well enough, but who is John, with his current supersenses he can sense any emotion directed at him from kilometers away.
So, to him, Alison's inspection felt like someone was frisking his body again and again.
For this, John taught this woman a little lesson.
...
Coming to this supreme room, John was a little surprised by the luxury here, even his presidential suit wasn't this luxurious.
Ordering a shot of Tequila and a crate of Moutai, while glancing at the dance floor from the window, John sipped wine leisurely.
Anyway, he still has a week to plan carefully, he wasn't in a hurry.
While watching the show, he was also paying attention to conversations in the bar using superhearing.
Combining bits of pieces, he understood that this bar was the contact point of Black Rose, a private intelligence organization.
This aroused his interest, but he planned to investigate this organization after he was done with his parent's revenge matter.
3 hours later, his interest waned, and he stood up and left the bar.
He didn't notice, a certain woman breathe a sigh of relief as soon as he left.