Chapter 291: Killing people can also be as light as a weight

Open the door, then close it, open and close the door twice in a row, attracting the attention of the five scumbags in the room, especially the gunman closest to the door.

McCall stood quietly behind the door, his eyes carefully observing the sharp weapons in the room and the possible walking and shooting routes of the five scumbags.

Thinking silently about the order and time of the shots, he muttered "16 seconds" and walked slowly towards Slavi.

The thug who was sitting on the sofa by the door with a gun immediately got up and walked behind McCall, and the hand with the gun was just raised before it was aligned.

was turned around by McCall, grabbed his right hand, and punched him in the nose.

As soon as he twisted the hand holding the gun, he pulled it upward, and with a "click", the thug's right arm was dislocated by McCall.

The bridge of his nose was broken, his arm was dislocated, and the thug immediately howled in pain.

Ignoring the half-crippled thugs under his command, he grabbed the Glock 17 with a silencer and aimed it at the panicked Slavi head with a shot, "Boom".

was pointed at the gun, Slavi reacted quickly, but the time left for him could only make him half-stand up, and the palm of his hand subconsciously raised to block his head, this subconscious action temporarily saved him,

McCall's shot aimed at the head hit Slavi in the palm of his hand and pierced the artery in his neck, and with a "poof", Slavi immediately fell to the ground and couldn't move.

After the shot was fired, just as he wanted to turn the muzzle, Glock was knocked out with a backhand by the dislocated thug who reflected.

The gun was gone, McCall turned around and picked up the nearby shot glass and poked it into the eye of the gunman, the eyeball burst, and the gunman immediately lost his ability to move and fell to the ground.

Two people were killed, and the other three reacted, and the thug wearing the gold chain closest to McCall stabbed him with a dagger.

McCall, who had been prepared, turned sideways to let the dagger come over, and when the force of the stabbing was exhausted, McCall grabbed the dagger with his right hand and hit the wrist of the hand, and slapped his left hand at the elbow joint.

After stabbing this knife, McCall released the dagger with his right hand, raised his right arm and turned to block the rush forward, the fist that the vest man swung over, and pulled out the dagger pierced in the dagger man's heart with his left backhand, and cut his trachea and carotid artery with a back knife at the vest man.

Kicked the left foot on the leg of the vest man, grabbed the head of the vest man with his right hand and slammed it into the corner of the table, the neck of the vest man who lost his balance was immediately broken, and he lay on the ground with soft mud, which was the first thug to die instantly.

Before the dagger man who was stabbed in the heart finished wailing, McCall stabbed him in the neck, and the dagger pierced him directly into his neck.

The past experience of an agent made him ruthless, and after stabbing him, he also pulled the dagger, and half of the dagger man's neck was cut off by him.

He took a few steps back behind the dagger man, avoided the blood mist that spewed out, and held the dagger and looked at the only long-haired thug standing with interest.

In order to avoid getting the blood mist, McCall stood still, staring at the long-haired man for a moment, "It's just you, now you don't laugh so much."

"FKU", these people are really outlaws, they know they can't beat them, but they still look around and grab a wine bottle and rush towards McCall.

Leaning down to dodge the wine bottle, McCall swung a dagger and stabbed the long-haired man's left kidney, and immediately pulled out another knife and slashed through the wrist of the long-haired man holding the wine bottle.

The tendons of the hand were cut, and the wine bottle he was holding fell to the ground as soon as he let go of his hand, and at the same time, the severe pain made the long-haired man slow down.

McCall stood up and didn't wait for the long-haired man to react, and stabbed him in the left wrist, directly eliminating his hands, and then stabbed him in the heart.

Grabbing the long-haired man's hair, he stared at him and said, "Laugh again."

The long-haired man's hideous face really showed a crazy smile, "FKU".

"Poof" McCall unhappily lifted the dagger and stabbed it into the long-haired man's chin, the dagger was inserted directly into his mouth into the upper jaw, staring at the terrified long-haired man, "Come, laugh again."

This scene made William and John Wick, who were watching the live broadcast through the glasses McCall was wearing, both felt chills in their hearts, and McCall, the bastard, hated these scum when he fell to the ground, and the shot was too fierce.

Sending away the long-haired man's hair, after he fell to the ground, he pressed the electronic watch on his left wrist, looked at the timer, and frowned at "28 seconds",

Shaking his head helplessly, he knew in his heart that he was really old, although his skills were still very good, but his degraded body functions still made him much slower than before.

After turning around and making sure that all four thugs were dead, McCall walked to his desk and sat down in front of Slavi who fell to the ground and clutched his neck.

Looking at Slavie's frightened eyes, McCall said calmly: "Your heart is beating 3 times as fast as usual, this is because your body has insufficient blood pressure, and your heart can only beat fast to maintain blood supply.

But the faster your heart beats, the faster you lose blood, and after about 30 seconds, the lack of blood supply will make you lose your body's function, you can't breathe, and then you will suffocate to death.

If only you promised me to redeem Alina with money, so that you could live a few more days, instead of lying on this cold floor like you are now, cold and waiting for death."

Slavi had begun to show symptoms of poor breathing, he knew that he was dying, but before he died, he wanted to know who had killed him, and asked with difficulty, "You... Be.. Who".

"My name is Robert McCall, and when you see your 4 accomplices in Hell, remember to tell them, lest you go to Hell and not know who killed you."

Glancing at the watch, "25 seconds, 26 seconds, 27 seconds, 28 seconds, 29 seconds, 30 seconds"

Before McCall could count the 30 seconds, Slavi had stopped breathing.

Sitting on the floor, McCall silently shook his head and muttered to Slavi, "You shouldn't have come to this country, because this is hell and we are all devils."

Standing up, McCall looked at Slavi one last time, "Yes, we are all devils".

He found a bag and put all the daggers and pistols he had touched into the bag, and carefully checked the doorknob and other touched places with a wet hand towel before going out.

Follow the stairs all the way to the top floor, jump from the top floor to the roof of the building next door, and go downstairs from the next building to go home with a relaxed look.

John Wick waited until McCall got on the bus before asking, "SIR, where did you get this pervert, this guy doesn't make me feel good".

"Hehe, you have killed more people than McCall, what does it feel bad about, the only reason is simply because you use most of your guns, and most of his hands, feet and brains,

That's why you look at him uncomfortable, because you can't lift as much weight on your hands and feet as he does, and you can kill people with small things."

John Wick was silent for a while, and silently compared his skills with McCall for a moment, and found that he really couldn't lift weights like McCall.

"WELL, SIR, I'LL ADMIT THAT I MAY NOT BE AS GOOD AS HIM, BUT WHY DO YOU THINK I DON'T USE MY BRAINS, I'M NOT A GUN-ONLY KILLER."

"Hehe, this joke is not funny at all", William scoffed for a moment, "when did you not take a gun and go straight to kill all your opponents".