Bang!

The shock wave swept wildly.

A scorching heat wave hit my face.

There was a burst of clouds.

John felt as if he was flying......

Boom!

His back shattered into glass and he fell on the grass outside.

Tong!

Tong!

Tong!

Santino blasted the entire bomb nest in a row.

The house crackled and burned.

The flickering red reflected his grim face.

He handed the spear to the short-haired henchman, took one last look at the house, and got into the RV.

The RV slowly drove away from the scene.

……

Soon.

Officers from the police and a medical team arrived at the scene.

John's house was in ruins, black, and there was almost nothing left.

The detective looked at John lying on the stretcher speechlessly and asked, "Is it a gas leak?" ”

John nodded with difficulty.

Detective: "You're not going back to your old job, are you?" ”

John shook his head.

However, everyone knew that John had been in the business for more than 30 years, and it was impossible for the police to know nothing, but they were only affected by certain existences and not held accountable.

In the plane where capital is rampant, everything is based on money, interests are paramount, and people are too lazy to care about things without interests.

The detective waved his hand, and the paramedics carried John onto the ambulance along with the stretcher.

……

Hospital.

John's injuries were really bad, and if it weren't for the [Demon Derivation], it would have been fatal.

Santino is really ruthless enough, he can turn his face in the blink of an eye, since he has turned his face, there is no need to blame me for not recognizing people.

John pulled out the needle and got out of bed in a hospital gown.

After lying for twenty-four hours and taking several bottles of drips, his body functions have basically recovered, and he has the characteristics of [Derivation of Demons], John's recovery ability is comparable to that of the deformed people encountered in the Ice Fields Sanatorium, and he is almost immortal.

"Hey, Mr. Wick, you can't get out of bed yet......" The nurse who had come to change John's dressing saw his reckless behavior and hurried up to stop him.

John casually pushed her away and put on his shoes, "I'm fine, I'll entrust a financial advisor to settle the medical bills with you." ”

"Good...... Well...... "The nurse had no choice but to let him go."

John called Swift, the financial advisor, and after signing it, he was discharged from the hospital.

……

After being discharged from the hospital, John first changed his clothes, and when he left the clothing store, he walked to a beggar on the street and dropped a gold coin into his bowl.

John: "Take me to your king, you said John Wick was looking for him." ”

……

The beggar leads John to an abandoned factory where there are many people.

John followed him through the locker room, then through the weapons workshop, and finally down the stairs to the rooftop deck.

There are a lot of pigeons on the roof, and each pigeon has a miniature bag hanging on its body, and some of the men put the chip-like things in the small bag, and then release the pigeons.

"Welcome to my mission control center," a fifty-year-old uncle stretched out his hands and made a long-live gesture, "here is my mastermind of operations, a super channel of information, where I listen to the words of the streets and pave the way of the world." ”

The uncle looked at the pigeons flying to all corners of the city, "They are the Internet, but they have no IP address, no electronic footprints, no traceability, no invasion, no tracking, but they can let me know everything I want to know, including you, John Wick, an old friend I haven't seen in ten years." ”

This flat-headed uncle is Barnard Bowery, the king of beggars.

John walked over, but was stopped by a group of henchmen five paces away.

John looked at Bowery from afar, "Then you should know what I came to you for?" ”

"For Santino Antonio." Bao Weirui smiled and stroked the pigeon in his hand, "It has already told me what you are here for." ”

John shrugged his shoulders and made a listening face.

Bauverry: "Santino Antonio blew down the house of John Wick's legendary 'Black Caesar'. A legend who can destroy people for a dog and a car, this time he will pry the world for a house, am I right? ”

"That's right." John nodded heavily, from the moment Santino blasted my room down, he was already a dead man, an NPC about to be drained of experience, waiting to be touched, no matter what identity he was, what kind of background he had.

John: "Will you help me, Bowery?" ”

It is not easy to find out the whereabouts of Santino, except for the Intercontinental Hotel, only the beggar king Bao Weirui has this ability.

John didn't look for Intercontinental because it was against the 'rules' and the hotel wouldn't help.

John had to deal with the holder of his blood pact badge.

According to the "rules", John must first complete the task assigned by the badge holder and end the contract before he has the right to settle the grievances between the two parties.

But "rules" are also made by people, and John simply does not follow the "rules" made by others.

There is only one "rule", and that is ......

If people don't offend me, I don't offend anyone.

Once you provoke me, even if you are the emperor Laozi, even if you run to the ends of the earth, you will be touched and squeezed dry, it's that simple.

Don't let me, an old man, retire with peace of mind, enjoy life with peace of mind, and salt fish with peace of mind, only this is the end.

Bowery smiled, "Wick, it's not a question of helping right now. But in today's cruel world, who will help you? ”

Bao Weirui watched another pigeon fall on the roof in the distance, "As far as I know, the bounty center has already announced a bounty of seven million dollars, the bounty for you John Wick, didn't you think it would be like this when you killed Carmel Antonio?" Her cousin Gianna has inherited the seat of the 'Supreme Being', just one ritual away...... Also, seven million dollars is really not a small amount......"

John shrugged his shoulders and reached into his arms......

The five of Bao Weirui's henchmen around him immediately touched the handle of the gun with their hands......

John took out seven gold coins, "Each gold coin is worth a million dollars on the black market, and there is no market." Seven gold coins, totaling seven million dollars. ”

There are a total of 192 gold coins left, which is the savings of the previous company for more than 30 years, and after deducting the current 7 coins, there are 185 left, and each one is a priceless treasure, which can give you unexpected help at a critical moment.

The capital plane is relied on like this.

If there is no interest, why should people help you?

"And," John said, clutching seven gold coins, "Bowery, you're going to get John Wick's favor too." ”

He emphasized that it was John Wick and not the predecessor "Black Caesar", and the debt owed by the predecessor was like the blood pact badge that Santino took, John would not help him pay it off, but the debt that John himself owed, he would definitely honor.

The question of principle.

"Give me a gun, or go to war, it's all up to you." John looked at Bowery.

John was sure to subdue the man on his left and grab the gun in one second, then take out the other four henchmen and take control of Bowery in the next ten seconds.

Either friend or foe.

John doesn't think he's a bad guy, but he's never a good guy either.