The Metropolitan Museum of Art, the largest museum in the United States, has been turned into a private celebration where well-dressed celebrities gather to celebrate Sandinor D'Antonio as one of the 12 presidents of the Supreme Council of the High Table.

From this point of view, they didn't wronged them at all to say that they looked like dogs, what kind of organization is the high table, a world-level underground criminal organization, and those who can be invited to the celebration party, even if they are not criminals, are people who are closely related to them.

Everyone is here, Sandino, who also looks like a dog, slowly walked into the hall with two beauties in red, don't get me wrong, these two beauties are not killers, they are just vases that set off him tonight, as the current patriarch of an old Italian mafia family and one of the 12 most powerful people in the world's underground society, he feels that he should always maintain his style.

Yes, now Sandino's heart is full of joy of success, he has completely ignored John's problem, although that guy killed dozens of their family's gunmen in Italy and escaped, but those are just ordinary gangsters after all, and now, he has been listed as a bounty target by the high table, that is 7 million US dollars, judging by his years of experience, this amount is enough to attract those top killers like him, John is dead.

Picking up a glass of champagne, Sandino raised his glass to all the guests, "Cheers to the future Council of the High Table, and of course to my dear sister." ”

Everyone laughed and raised their glasses, they understood what Sandino meant, this unscrupulous guy had promised them a good future, and he had promised that when he became the chairman of the High Table, he would open up the resources of the High Table to his friends.

Just kidding, the strongest organization in the dark world, who doesn't want this kind of resource, think about it, the sudden death of the chairman of a large company who is competing with you for a certain project, what wonderful news it is, the people who have been working with Sandino have been waiting for this day for a long time, they will do business all over the world because of this, which is why they chose to hold this celebration in New York, the center of the world, will soon be theirs.

Just when the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves, a drainage outlet in the museum quietly opened, and a handsome uncle in a suit and leather shoes came out and looked around vigilantly.

"Hey, John, don't be stunned, help me pull it, the machine gun is stuck."

A complaint came from under the drain, which made Uncle Shuai's face twitch for a moment, and then he lowered his body without saying a word and took the machine gun handed down from below.

Looking at the big guy in his hand, John was a little melancholy, "Richard, we are killers, what are you taking it for?" ”

"Doesn't the killer just want to kill the target without knowing it and leave quietly? With her here, I promise no one can prove that we did it. ”

......

Do you have any misconceptions about the lack of eyewitnesses? That's not for you to make a big deal!

Forget it, this bastard never listens...

John cursed in his heart, gave up dissuading Richard, he put the machine gun on the ground and removed the rifle on his body by the way, "I'll go and investigate the situation first, you wait here for a while, if you hear the gunshot, will you come out?" ”

"In that case, will anyone be scared away by the gunshot?"

“... Our goal is just Sandino, not to make a fuss. ”

"Well, you have your say."

Hearing Richard's assurance, John's eyelids jumped, and he felt a sense of foreboding, but he had no choice but to hope that Richard would not mess around.

The proper custom-made suit allowed John to enter the banquet hall quietly, of course, this belongs to the protagonist's aura, and Lee realized that if he followed John's example, a gun guard would appear to check his invitation before he was ten meters close to the banquet hall.

In short, for whatever reason, John managed to sneak into Sandino's side and was successfully discovered by him.

The two stood there silently, looking at each other affectionately for more than ten seconds, and all the guests could see that their relationship was not ordinary, and let them step aside to make room for them to dance a tango.

Then, John moved, Sandino moved, so did the bodyguards, everyone present moved!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Shots rang out, and Richard shouted excitedly, "YES! ”

Sudden Sudden Sudden Sudden !!

The sound of bullets coming out of the chamber and the sound of bullet casings falling on the marble floor played a loud Soviet march at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York.

Oh no, it was played on the phone in Richard's pocket, and God knows where he got the knock-off machine, and the loud voices echoed.

It was so exciting, and operating the machine gun at 16 gave Richard a familiar feeling. It was the first snow in 2000, and the young and ignorant Richard skipped class at the instigation of his classmates and came to the Internet café, clicked on the icon abbreviated as CS, and then clicked on another auxiliary tool, and entered the game, the most expensive weapon plus 0 recoil, let him experience the feeling of the god of the battlefield, and now, this feeling is back.

The bullets flew in the wide building, hitting the white marble walls and stone pillars, bringing up a piece of white stone chips, and hitting the bodyguard in a black suit, bringing up more bright red blood flowers, black and white, white and red, the three colors complemented each other, and Li noticed that in this environment, his whole person was sublimated.

Lao Tzu and his grandmother are artists!

John neatly took out three bodyguards, and then used a melee grappling to get a master who wanted to contain him, and then... Nothing happened, the bodyguards in the hall were named by Richard one by one while he was fighting, and the guests ran away as soon as possible, except for the two of them, there was not a single person standing in the hall.

"Look, I'll just say you should use an assault rifle, Sandino run."

......

John didn't bother to speak, but he still took the assault rifle handed by Richard, pulled the bolt, and chased it in the direction where Sandino had just fled.

"Tsk, that's a tsundere." Richard pursed his lips and followed.

Now, Richard feels like he's found a bug in this mission, what do you do when you enter a shooter game where your marksmanship is terrible but you're powerful?

Of course it's with a machine gun.,What kind of marksmanship or not.,You can talk to this little cutie in my hand with a 1,000-speed firing rate first.。

And I'm not alone, with John Wick here, I don't have to worry about the sneak attackers who suddenly appear around me, a perfect match.

Compared with Richard, who was playing happily, Sandino's mood was not very beautiful after being disturbed by the dinner, and he now dialed his mobile phone while walking briskly to the back of the museum with a dark face, "Come here, John. Wick is here with me. Remember with heavy weapons, there is also a bastard with a machine gun next to him, yes, machine guns! ”