"Richard, where should we go now?" John asked as he looked around, their environment was back to the day before, only it was different from that time, now the bounty on their heads was 20 million, he 14 million, and Richard 6 million.

"How do I know, my first time in New York, Winston's old fox is so cunning, a flash mob made me forget to take my gun." Richard complained about Winston, and then said, "I think we should teach the table a deeper lesson." ”

"What do you mean?" John frowned, he wanted to live, but he kept fighting against the high table, which seemed to be the most lifeless behavior.

"John, I know what you're thinking. But it's impossible to survive just by running. To give an inappropriate example, we are like two little ants in an incubator that bit them when they were teased by their owners, so now they want to kill us. ”

"However, as a high master, they will definitely not do it themselves, that seems too unstylish, so, what will they do?"

"What will they do?"

"They will put in a batch of other ants first, and let them attack and tear apart these two disobedient ants, like gladiators in the Colosseum."

"However, these two ants were a little strong, and they killed all those ants, and at this time, the owner was a little more serious, and they put in a few praying mantises. It's a pity that in their opinion, the thing that is safe and secure is still missing, and the two ants killed the praying mantis again. ”

"So, the owner has no choice but to release his own bullfrogs to complete the task, but what will happen if these bullfrogs are also killed by these ants because of some accidents?"

"What will happen?" John was struck by Richard's story, and with his knowledge of the organization as a whole, what Richard said was almost inevitable, but he never thought about what would happen in the end.

"These owners will find that things have developed to the point where they have to deal with the two ants themselves, but when they have no creatures to work with, and they can't handle the two mutant ants themselves, they will have to negotiate with them."

"Negotiations? Aren't you afraid that they will cheat? ”

"Hehe, I'm afraid, but when the two ants stand in front of those masters, it is inevitable that there will be no different hearts from the praying mantis bullfrog below, because they find that these high masters may not be as terrible as they imagined, and even among these masters, it is inevitable that some people will have other ideas."

John was silent, and following Richard's words, he thought of what Winston had said before, wasn't that a betrayal, and even, he thought of the person behind Richard, although he had never admitted that there was such a person.

"Now, the people behind you can do it."

"It's not time yet, John, and now we've just dropped a drop of ink in the water, and the stagnant water hasn't completely muddled yet, and it's up to us to do everything."

“... Well, we'll have to find a way to get someone to help. ”

"That's right, even if we're just ants, we can pull together a few other ants, and if we can gather an army of marching ants, maybe the whole room will feel fear."

John didn't say anything more, just nodded vigorously.

With a goal in mind, John was no longer confused, and with a tight schedule, he took Richard to the New York City Library and found what he had hidden in an old book that no one cared about: a few gold coins, a picture of his wife, a cross, and a round badge.

After kissing his wife's photo, John put it back in the book, which represented the best memories in his heart, and now he had to say goodbye to them for a while and face the life he knew best.

At this moment, a tall black shadow enveloped the two, and they turned their heads to see a giant more than two meters tall blocking between the bookshelves.

"Hey, it's a pleasure to meet you." The giant grinned and said, while pulling out a knife in his hand, a long knife close to one meter was like a small dagger in his hand, "It seems that I was right to come in advance, 20 million at a time, I can retire..."

Swish.

A smile froze on his face as two pistols were pointed at his head.

"Well, you're not being beaten..."

Poof!

Richard didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and directly killed him with two shots, one in the heart and one in the forehead, and his newly learned Mozambique shooting method guaranteed the death of the target, and in addition, his embarrassing casual marksmanship now looked much better.

"How has the marksmanship improved?"

"Hmph, I just didn't show my true skills before." Richard shook his board arrogantly.

...... John rolled his eyes, and with Richard by his side, he was unconsciously cheerful.

As the minutes passed, the time for the two to cancel their membership was getting closer and closer, and the entire underworld received the news, including the beggar gang.

"In 10 minutes, John and the two of them will be excommunicated." Earl, the beggar, looked at his phone and said to Bowery, who was still in a secret stronghold, surrounded by bundles of bills.

"Reply to the church, Bao Weirui will abide by the agreement and will not provide them with any help, no service."

"And what if the two of them come back to him?"

"Stupid, Bowery won't provide services, but I didn't say Earl doesn't provide services."

"Uh... Will this be true? ”

Bao Weirui glanced at his subordinates and sneered, "That bastard boy is right, if you really want to clean us up, even if John hasn't come to us, they can find an excuse, for them, we are the chicken that makes an example of the monkey, as long as they are not included in their management for a day, they will be fine to trouble us, understand?" ”

“... The others understand, what does monkey and chicken mean? ”

“......”

The entire underworld is surging because of John and Richard, and the news about the two is constantly being replicated and spread, and the greedy killers treat them as two moving vaults, while people with other ideas begin to think about what they can get out of it, after all, this is the first time in so many years that a member of the High Table has died.

Drip, drip, drip.

At the same time, millions of mobile phones around the world rang at the same time, and people looked down at their phones and looked at the text messages.

"John Wick excommunicated, $10 million bounty."

"Richard excommunicated and offered a $10 million bounty."

"John, you said that the two of us walked into the Continental Hotel together, and took the 20 million before running, okay?"

"Richard, I'm begging you, you don't talk anymore for a while, okay, it's about our next plan."

"Okay, okay, you have the final say."

Spreading his hands, Richard followed John into a theater.