Thank you for the reward of the ambition of the big pineapple.

After paying 100 gold coins, the information that Wu Chen needed was sent by text message.

An email address, a real address, and a phone number.

Wu Chen tried to send an email, and got a response quickly. The reply is simple, time, place, goals, remuneration and conditions for achievement. Wu Chen filled them in one by one, and sent them over nervously.

This time it's shorter: OK.

The real address is a hospital in New York.

Wu Chen held a bunch of tulips and walked in. It happened to be visitation time. After a brief inquiry from the nurse's station, Wu Chen thought for a while and said, "Helen, Helen Wick." ”

The nurse looked up at Wu Chen in surprise, shrugged her shoulders and said, "Ward 406." ”

"Thank you." Through the glass window on the door, Wu Chen only saw an emaciated woman, lying quietly on the hospital bed. And the person he really wanted to visit was not there.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.

Although Wu Chen had tried his best to be careful, the abrupt sound of opening the door still alarmed the woman on the hospital bed.

"John?"

Wu Chen, who was bent on his waist, could only get up with a smile: "I'm sorry madam, I took the liberty to disturb you......"

"Who are you?" There is no figure of Wu Chen in the woman's memory.

"I'm Wu Chen, a strange friend your husband has never met."

"Strangers who have never met." Repeating the tongue-twisting title, the woman smiled and said, "So, good day, stranger friend." ”

"Good day, ma'am."

The long stay in bed seems to have worn out her due defense, or maybe the last days of her life have completely opened her mind. Seeing that Wu Chen was bound and looked cramped and uneasy, the woman said kindly: "Please take a seat." ”

"Thank you." It wasn't until he sat on the soft sofa that Wu Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he found that the flowers were still in his hands, and hurriedly got up and sent them to the bedside.

"What a beautiful flower." The woman's haggard face briefly flashed with a hint of life.

The sharp-toothed Wu Chen dropped the chain at a critical moment. I didn't say anything decent for a long time.

"Mr. Wu, what are you looking for my husband?" The woman in front of me didn't know how famous her husband was.

"I'd like to ask Mr. Wick for a favor." Wu Chen can only say a general idea.

"You must be in trouble." The woman raised her brow slightly.

Wu Chen's expression has been explained.

"Annoying." Wu Chen smiled bitterly.

"For a woman?" Helen in one word.

"How would you know?" Wu Chen was also stunned.

"Because I've seen the same expression on my husband's face." Helen's voice grew deeper, "Before he decided to propose to me five years ago, he had this expression all night: hard as a rock, despite all the difficulties. ”

Wu Chen sighed, "At that time, he also made a great determination. ”

"That's right." Helen smiled tiredly.

Seeing her tired face, Wu Chen couldn't bear to bother any more, so he said goodbye and left.

Before going out, Wu Chen couldn't help but ask, "Will Mr. Wick help me?" ”

"I think so." Helen smiled and blinked.

Wu Chen asked very homebodyly: "Why?" ”

"Because you're our only friend."

Wu Chen's heart was suddenly warmed. "Thank you, ma'am."

AE86 drove away from the hospital, and the middle-aged uncle with a scruffy beard also walked into the ward with a bouquet of flowers.

"Honey." The woman who seemed to be asleep opened her eyes gently.

The uncle hurriedly stepped forward to take her withered hand. "I'm here."

"A young man came to see me just now."

"Who?"

He said his name was Wu Chen. It's a stranger friend you've never met. ”

"Then I shouldn't know him."

"Yes." Helen set her eyes on the blooming tulips, "The person he loves has a ** annoyance." ”

"I'm retired, you know."

"For my sake, pick it up again." Helen had long since lost her luster due to illness, and tears glistened in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I can't leave you for a moment."

"Didn't you just leave?" Helen joked with a smile. "And it seems like it only takes a day."

"Just one day?"

"Just one day."

Seeing her beloved man leave, Helen murmured in a voice that she could only hear: "I will soon find my home, my dearest, what about you......"

Blackjack Gun Shop, Brooklyn, New York City.

"I repeat, sir, this slip of yours cannot be used to settle the bill."

"You see, it's a sperm donation check! 60 million fresh little lives are not worth a box of bullets?! ”

"Sir, even if you can arm a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles crusade, I must ask you for cash!"

"What if I insist?"

"I'll kick you out into the street with your sixty million brothers!"

"Until then, I'll knock out your mouth full of fangs!"

“…… You are thinking about the mouth. Violence against me? ”

"If so, don't you have to pay?"

"Fuck off!"

Wu Chen couldn't listen anymore. Shake your hand and slap it on the counter.

"I'll pay for him."

"Sir, your outdated Nokia is worth as much as a sperm donation check."

"What kind of eyes, I'm going to scan the code!"

"Oooh! Please wait. ”

"Are you sick?" Putting the bullet in his arms first, the sloppy uncle in a tattered trench coat bit the carrot and opened his mouth.

"What about your baby, why didn't you bring a piece?" In fact, Wu Chen was thinking about his wife.

"Milk powder is expensive." The sloppy uncle raised a finger solemnly.

"Doesn't your wife have milk?" The DairyQueen played by Monica Bellucci in "Bodyguard of the Wire", but legend has it that she specializes in entertaining prostitutes with mother-love complexes. Guest's nurse prostitute. Female wow! Thinking of the Sicilian legend of the immortal meat bullet that never sags, Wu Chen's heart was also hot.

"It's expensive to raise a family." The sloppy uncle changed his words.

"I happen to have a job, and I have food and shelter ......"

"I took it." didn't wait for Wu Chen to finish speaking, the sloppy uncle readily responded.

"What kind of work are you not listening to?"

"If it's not hand work, is it not mouth work?"

“……”

"What's your name?"

"Smith, Mr. Smith."

"Why do you killers like that?"

"Who else is Smith?"

"You'll know when you meet."

Leaving enough settling-in money for the bodyguards in the line of fire, and looking at the low-hanging night, Wu Chen hurriedly drove back. While waiting for a red light under the viaduct in Brooklyn, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a fast food restaurant with a bright yellow sign. The 24×7 service is exactly what otaku taste.

The fast-food restaurant also has a apt name: Bridgediner.

There weren't many people in the fast food restaurant, except for an honest waiter and a prostitute with heavy makeup, Wu Chen didn't see anyone.

"Signature course." Wu Chen knocked on the table with a smile.

"Just come." Bringing a glass of soda to Wu Chen, the waiter skillfully wrote down the menu and turned around and handed it to the back kitchen.

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