It took an hour for Gao Ning to summon Gao Er, who had not appeared for a long time, and asked him to fight back in the back seat of the car.

With the assistance of the tuxedo, the lethality of Gao Lao Er is also absolutely terrifying.

With two guns in hand, the bullets are like eyes, drilling into the vital points of the opponent's body.

Under the temptation of $14 million, the killers kept coming.

They either face it hard, or ambush it in advance, but no matter how many people come, to Gao Ning, they are like lions on bald heads, and they are clear.

The minimap on the Red Alert page marks the direction and speed of each enemy's movement.

Gao Ning was in charge of driving, deliberately playing with the other party, obviously able to break out of the encirclement in advance, he would always deliberately turn around a few times, and only when the endless stream of killers almost surrounded him, did he choose to break through, leaving a series of corpses.

The gunfire continued.

Gao Ning drove around the New York Avenue almost blatantly, waiting for the killers to deliver to the door.

The ability of the Castle Fruit is blocked, making it somewhat inconvenient for Gao Ning's ammunition resupply, but this is only a minor issue.

As Gao Ning drove his car, he searched for suitable places near the suburbs of New York, throwing one barracks after another.

This time, the production is all made up of spies and Navy SEALs, who are responsible for eliminating the killers that Gao Ning left behind, and conducting a secondary cleanup.

At the beginning, as long as Gao Ning appeared in a place with few people, a large number of killers would immediately pounce, and then hit the street in a short period of time.

By the time three hours had passed, the number of daring killers had plummeted, and the time interval was getting longer and longer.

In the control center of the high table, Gao Ning's bounty has gradually risen from 14 million to 20 million US dollars, but there are fewer and fewer killers who want to participate in the account sharing.

After a few hours of blowing, almost all those daring killers were dead, and the rest were all with their own minds and knew that Gao Ning was not easy to mess with.

With such a big movement on the main road of New York, the police have already noticed that something is wrong.

Fifteen minutes earlier, sirens had been ringing in the air.

Gao Ning deliberately built a satellite spy and instantly expanded the Red Alert map to the entire New York City.

It can be clearly seen from the map that there is a series of patrol police cars chasing behind, and the major scenic spots are also constantly dispatched, and the anti-terrorism team even dispatched a large number of military vehicles to try to chase and intercept Gaoning.

It seems that the high table has been a little unable to sit still for the loss of the killer, and began to contact the power of the concept, in a vain attempt to take Gao Ning directly.

Although he doesn't have a good impression of the police, but after all, he is partial to the body, Gao Ning deliberately let Gao Lao be merciful, and occasionally when he encountered a police car chasing and intercepting him, he only shot the other party's car tires, or directly shot the opponent's fuel tank.

The gray dots of light representing the corpses are scattered on the map, and there are several yellow dots of light behind them, which are concentrating on collecting the corpses.

After another two hours, when the sky began to glow, the killers were finally gone.

Gao Ning calmly continued to drive around New York, until dawn slowly turned into a scrapped car yard.

The Navy SEALs operate separately and turn to producing spies.

Gao Ning needs news from the underworld.

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In the underground parking lot of the Continental Hotel, vans with cleaning stickers on them stopped, unloaded a large number of body bags and quickly left.

Hundreds of strong men in uniform, busy coming and going, kept bringing these corpses into the morgue below.

The report was quickly collected, and after counting the last number, it was handed to an old man wearing a hat, the old man just glanced at it, his eyes were slightly dull for a moment, and he glanced at his palmistry in disbelief, and the big man nodded with a blank face.

The elevator bell rang, and Winston, the person in charge of the Continental Hotel, walked out slowly.

The old man shook his head and walked over to hand over the list.

"For the first time, Winston, I have discovered that your decision was so wise, and that an hour had saved you from dooming you, and at the same time gained the friendship of John Wick. Do you know how many people died at his hands last night? ”

"Old man, looking at your expression, you know that this is a shocking number, but it is understandable, after all, not every killer can be called a night demon."

The old man shook his head and said, "No, you don't know! ”

Winston looked down, his gaze was instantly dull, and his eyes even revealed a hint of horror, he looked at the old man sharply, and the old man sighed softly, his eyes revealing incomparably pure reverence.

Winston was stunned for a long time, slowly rubbed his forehead, silently put down the slip in his hand, and muttered in a low voice: "Night demon? It's really a horrible name, calm down, I want to be calm, let me think about it, let me think about it! ”

It is undeniable that Winston was on John's side from the beginning, not because of how deep her friendship with John Wick was, but because he felt that this person was worth investing in, and he would not lose his life for a small matter.

As the manager of Continental Hotel, he has been working hard for Gao Taiduo and serving the senior management for 40 years.

Winston has his own ambitions, and at this point in him, there is no shortage of money and series resources, what is lacking is only corresponding, if John Wick sincerely surrenders to him.

When the next high table seat is in contention, it is not impossible to think about it!

However, looking at the number in his hand, Winston felt that he had mistaken it, he did appreciate John Wick, this person is very capable, but this time it was a bit too much, right?

This is no longer something that ordinary humans can achieve, just one person, killing nearly 1,000 killers in one night, and it is blatantly on the streets of New York.

Not even the route that has been traveled has been changed.

This means that he not only has to face the pursuit of killers, surprise attacks, preset traps, long-range sniping, but also has to guard against the interception network arranged by the police and the air interception by helicopters.

In the face of such an almost ambush situation, John Wick relied on a man and a gun to kill a river of blood.

Isn't that a bit too much?

I wonder how the high table will react after counting this number?

Winston couldn't help but smile when he thought of the faces of the high-level executives who issued the hunt order.

"High table, high table, what are you going to do this time?"

At the dawn of the day, one phone call after another went out, and the information quickly reached the ears of the big guys.

Looking at the statistics and the mountains of morgues, all the big people were dumbfounded, and then quickly pondered the benefits.

Where should you start in order to bring benefits to yourself?