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Smith shook his head."Winston, you need to understand—Gianna D'Antonio isn't being killed by John Wick himself. It's Santino D'Antonio. He used the blood oath to force John Wick to do it."
"This is a family matter between the two of them. John Wick has nothing to do with the High Table."
"And I believe Santino won't be able to withstand John's revenge."
"This man never forgets a grudge."
Winston looked at Smith curiously."Do you really value him that much? Are you trying to recruit John Wick to your team?"
Smith Doyle smiled."I have complete confidence in John Wick."
Winston stood up."Mr. Smith, Ms. Fox, I hope you enjoy your time at the Continental Hotel…"
As Winston watched Smith leave, he knew that Smith's goal was to reclaim the blood oath medallion currently held by Santino D'Antonio.
Fox looked at Smith and said,"Seems like you're very optimistic about John Wick."
"Ever since I've known him, this guy has been on a killing spree.""But the only good thing is that all the people he's killed were bad."
Smith Doyle nodded."Especially this time's target—Gianna. That makes it even more interesting."
The Triskelion, three-winged arc-shaped building.
In the office of Nick Fury, Director of Strategic Homeland Defense, Phil Coulson was briefing him on the latest developments.
"Sir, we've just obtained video footage of Smith Doyle in combat."
"From this footage, we can clearly analyze that Smith Doyle possesses extraordinary physical abilities."
Coulson placed the tablet on Fury's desk.
Nick Fury played the video, watching Smith Doyle and Fox fighting at a T-junction.
He observed Doyle's strength—cutting bullets mid-flight with a knife—and said,"With this level of physical ability and reflexes, he can be listed as Observation Target 084."
"This isn't a normal human capability. This can only be described as a superhuman skill."
"Have our experts conduct a comprehensive evaluation of Smith Doyle's strength, speed, and reflexes based on this video."
"Additionally, agents embedded within the Assassin Alliance should collect as much intelligence as possible on Smith Doyle."
Coulson nodded and asked,"Director, should we contact Smith Doyle directly?"
Nick Fury shook his head."Not at this time. Our focus is gathering intelligence, building a suspect profile, and observing from multiple angles.""Coulson, you'll be responsible for monitoring and surveilling Smith Doyle."
Coulson nodded."Yes, sir."
Fury pondered for a moment, then continued:"Dispatch another team to investigate other high-ranking members of the Assassin Alliance. Is Smith Doyle the only one with such abilities, or do others also possess this kind of mutation?"
Coulson, surprised, asked,"Director, are you suggesting the Assassin Alliance may have a super-soldier serum?"
Fury looked at him steadily."I'm not ruling it out. Over the years, many factions have tried to replicate the super-soldier serum. It's possible the Assassin Alliance conducted similar experiments.""If it's just Smith Doyle, then it could be a genetic mutation, like others we've encountered before.""If more than one person has this, it proves the Assassin Alliance's research was successful."
"Also, mark the files on the Assassin Alliance and Smith Doyle as Level Five intelligence."
Coulson nodded."Yes, sir."
Back at the Continental Hotel.
Smith and Fox sat in the restaurant, smiling as they enjoyed their steak.
Winston had finished his work and was sitting on the nearby sofa, reading a newspaper.
Fox took a sip of red wine and asked,"Smith, why didn't I see Poole today?"
Hearing this, Smith replied,"That's because Wesley has been bothering Poole, so he's hiding."
As they spoke, a voice came from upstairs: "Winston."
A slightly awkward figure appeared. Winston, still seated, looked up."Mr. D'Antonio!"
Winston added, with a hint of sarcasm,"Looks like you're having a good day!"
He glanced at Smith Doyle sitting nearby and said to the approaching man,"I guess he's trying to avoid the spotlight."
Smith said to Fox,"The show is about to begin."
Fox, smirking, looked at the newly appointed head of the Camorra. It was clear that an interesting scene was about to unfold.
Fox remained silent, simply nodding.
Santino D'Antonio noticed Smith Doyle sitting nearby but paid no mind. He walked directly to Winston and commanded:"I want John Wick's membership at the Continental revoked! Immediately!"
Winston looked at the impatient D'Antonio calmly and said,"In the world of John Wick, there are no rules."
Hearing Winston's refusal, Santino angrily said,"But you must understand, I am now a member of the High Table. I have the authority to command you—"
Winston removed his glasses, smiling:"No, Mr. D'Antonio. You have no authority over me.""This kingdom belongs to me alone!""If you want to change the Continental's rules, you need unanimous approval from all twelve seats at the High Table."
Santino's face darkened, displeased."Fine! Guard your kingdom, Winston! Until you die!"
Winston replied bluntly,"Then you should retain your privileges!"
Santino ignored Winston, turning to Smith Doyle."Mr. Doyle, would you be willing to sell John Wick's blood oath medallion in your possession?"
Hearing this absurd request, Smith silently smiled and refused:"Are you planning to break the blood oath?"
Some rules cannot be broken.
Rejected by Smith Doyle, Santino slumped into a nearby empty chair, ordering a steak and red wine.