The prototype of the M32 multiple grenade launcher came from the MGL grenade launcher with a caliber of 40 mm and a load of 6 rounds, a gun with a total length of 730 mm and a collapsible butt.

Crucially, it has six grenades that can be fired in less than three seconds.

This rate of fire is enough to make it a place in the list of violent weapons.

It has a good performance in both urban combat and ambush warfare.

It's a well-deserved 'spirit,'!

Dewey is very satisfied with the fact that the bartender no longer sells but really begins to consider the needs of customers.

When the time comes, countless grenades are dropped in the crowd that gathers.

That lethality, that scene, is comparable to a fireworks display?

"Okay, that's it, four of them, send them to my room."

For Du Wei's decisiveness, a trace of astonishment flashed on the bartender's face.

He thought that Du Wei, who interrupted his introduction to the firearm, would be an extremely difficult guest.

He was ready to introduce RPGs, Gatling guns, Barrett heavy snipers, and a series of real 'spirit-level, weapons.

Unexpectedly, he just took out an appetizer-like grenade launcher, and Du Wei had already bought it and left?

That's too fast, isn't it?

This is not about a piece of clothing, but about personal safety!

Fortunately, the bartender is also professionally trained, and after a short period of stunned, he regained his first calm smile.

"Okay, four gold coins, will you get them from the bank?"

Du Wei nodded, took a bottle of bourbon on the table, shook it at the bartender, and said:

"You don't mind giving me a bottle of wine, do you?"

The corner of the bartender's eyes twitched slightly, because Du Wei did not buy the firearm he recommended, so he received far less commission than he had originally expected.

Like a grenade launcher that is not in the sales range, he doesn't have much money to make.

That's pretty much the right bottle of whiskey to wipe out all the money he's made on four grenade launchers.

But in the face of customers who may come back in the future, can he say no?

Especially when he learned that Du Wei had a Devo bank account with a limit of 1,000 gold coins.

So the bartender could only keep smiling and bow slightly:

"Of course, Mr. Du Wei, you can take it all without a problem."

Du Wei raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Really? Then pack all the wine on the table and send it to my room.

By the way, you are a very nice man, Mr. Sommelier."

Great good guy...... These three words kept echoing in the mind of the slightly pale bartender.

God is pitiful, what he just said was just a polite gesture!

Does this Du Wei know what politeness is?!

He clearly said that you can take one bottle, don't take more!

As a result, this Du Wei actually climbed up the pole, not only did he want it all, but he also asked him to pack it and send it to the room?!

It's like shooting yourself in the foot!

He now regrets that he is extremely sorry why he said the last sentence more than he wanted, can't he just say yes?

If you have to show your demeanor, it's okay to take it all.

It's good now, Du Wei really wants it all! ….

This wave is tantamount to spitting out all the money he just earned from John Wick!

"It's a business need, a business need, and as long as Du Wei is still in Rome, he will have to come back sooner or later to buy munitions.

I'm just trying to get along in advance, so I can make more money later!"

The bartender could only continue to comfort and hypnotize himself in this way, and then slowly forgot the pain in his heart.

He didn't believe that Du Wei's task could be completed in a short time.

As long as Du Wei is still there, he has the possibility of earning it back!

It's just that why are your fists clenched so tightly?

……

The three people who were playing cards in the house soon saw Du Wei, who had gone out for a walk, returning with a bottle of bourbon in his hand.

Although Frank's eyes were fixed on the whiskey, he still raised his hand solemnly and made a stop gesture and said:

"I'm sorry, but it's forbidden to drink alcohol during the mission, it will only paralyze your brain and distort your movements."

Du Wei nodded and said thoughtfully:

"Indeed, so this wine was used to celebrate after the assassination."

Hearing the word celebration, Frank immediately became uneasy:

"Celebration? Just a bottle? Who are you underestimating?

Tell him, Risser, how many bottles of this can you drink alone?"

Reese looked at the bottle of whiskey and shook her head:

"This bottle isn't enough for me to rinse my mouth, so I guess I'll have to get a box."

With Reeser's support, Frank immediately turned back to Du Wei and said:

"Huh? Who can drink such a bottle?

Go and go, I'll have one box, one box for Reese, one box for McKel, and I'll have to base three boxes.

Considering it's a celebration, you have to have fun, so how about multiplying by three?

In this case, you go to the bar and tell us where and when the mission is.

When you come back from buying wine, we have just completed the task, and we have a perfect connection, how about it?"

This Frank seems to subconsciously ignore the fact that Dewey can also drink.

It seems that the day before yesterday, Du Wei drank a few people to the ground, which had caused a shadow on him.

Du Wei smiled and was about to answer, when there was a knock at the door.

McKel, who was closest to the door, opened the door strangely, and there was no one outside, except for crates of assorted liquor, three suitcases, and four weapons storage bags.

Clothes box and weapon storage bag McKel could still understand.

After all, they ordered the most advanced bulletproof suits, and Du Wei just said that he would get some heavy weapons and come back.

But that's no more, no less, exactly nine cases of wine, what's going on?

Did Dewey prejudge Frank's speech?

"Hey, McKel, what are you doing? Who is at the door? Can keep you in a daze for so long?"

McKel didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the room with the things from the door.

When he saw the custom-made suit arrive, Frank's face immediately showed joy.

When he saw the four shiny M32 multiple grenade launchers, the joy on Frank's face was solemn.

He is well aware of the lethality of the M32 multiple grenade launcher, a military weapon.

It seems that Du Wei's determination to kill the top of the Kemora family is not just words.

The nine cases of wine that McKel brought in at the end suddenly brightened Frank's expression. ….

What is a fright? That's it.

Du Wei actually guessed his speech in advance and bought nine cases of wine in advance?

This is clearly a thorough understanding of his character.

The thought instantly made Frank's back wet.

He couldn't help but have a thought in his heart, no one should be the enemy of Du Wei.

It's terrifying to have an enemy who knows you better than you do.

It's a perfect way to see through!

Fortunately, they are not enemies, otherwise they don't know how they would have died.

For everyone's reaction, Du Wei saw it all.

But it was a coincidence.

But it's better to be intimidated than to lose the distance you deserve because you're too familiar.

For example, Gen Mei is a negative teaching material, thinking of this woman whose bad taste is getting worse and worse, Du Wei has a headache.

Fortunately, he had an idea and took him to HK to carry out the mission.

Now at least the three of them here have enough awe of him, this

That's enough.

"Alright, we'll talk about the celebration when we come back, and we're ready to go."

Hearing Du Wei's words, the three professionals immediately put away their giggling expressions and switched to work.

In silence, they began to examine the various firearms that were to be used, putting on their clothes one by one and arranging their weapons one by one.

After getting dressed neatly, three waves of murderous intent came to his face.

Knowing that they were ready, Du Wei nodded, and walked out of the room with the black gun storage bag containing the M32 multiple grenade launcher.

The four of them walked in the passage of the hotel, attracting the sideways of the nearby killers.

Teamwork between killers is not very likely.

There are very few four-person collaborations like Du Wei's.

The killers are speculating whether there is something important going on in Rome tonight.

Someone can't be trying to assassinate the Pope, right?

Ares, a female killer sitting in the lobby of the hotel who even has tattoos on her fingers, couldn't help but smile disdainfully at the corners of her mouth when she heard everyone's discussions.

As Santino's number one killer, she naturally knows what is going to happen tonight.

This event was not caused by four people who had just walked by, but by another person, or God.

He's the John Wick who was called 'God of Killing!'

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for the Kemorra family.

Soon, there will be a carnival of killers all over the world.

As for Daredevil John, she'd wanted to try his hand at a long time.

Ares raised his wrist and said to the communicator in his hand:

"John has already set off."

……

When the eyes of all concerned were on John Wick, known as the Night Demon.

They did not notice that under the cover of night, four men followed the route taken by John to the tomb below D'Antonio's mansion.

And successfully from the intricate underground space to the upper level.

Looking at the lively scene like an electric syllable, even Frank had to sigh that it was good to have power and money.

You can start a grand party in your own manor of thousands of square meters at any time.

After finding a good place and setting up a sniper rifle, Frank couldn't help but search for Gianna in the crowd. ….

If you want to deal with the Kemora family, then this future Kemora family master must die!

But surprisingly, he searched the scene and everyone at the scene did not find Gianna, who was supposed to be guarded by heavy bodyguards.

Frank pressed down the headset and said with some confusion:

"Something is wrong, have you noticed the existence of a 'white fox?'"

In order to avoid the communication being intercepted, everyone had agreed to use the white fox as Gianna's code name beforehand.

Similarly, the Black Tiger is Santino's code name.

Soon, Reese's voice came from the headphones:

"Indeed, not only the white fox, but also the black tiger is nowhere to be seen.

Won't they show up for this grand coronation?"

"I think Du should know what's going on."

In the end, McKale didn't bother to guess, and directly said Du Wei's surname and asked him to answer.

He felt that there was no reason for Du Wei, who had made such a detailed plan to assassinate the top officials of Kemorra, not to know where the leaders of Kemorra were.

McKel proved to be right, as Dewey explained directly:

"Leave them alone, one of them will die here, one of them will die in New York.

When the white fox dies, chaos will follow, so pay attention to the targets on the list and prioritize kills.

Then use grenades to create even greater chaos.

Finally, we will evacuate as originally planned."

With Du Wei's orders, the three of them no longer took Gianna to heart.

Since Du Wei said that Gianna is dead, then Gianna is naturally certain to die.

Du Wei never missed anything like this.

Now they just have to wait quietly.

The trio adjusted their breathing and aimed the crosshair on the eyepiece at other targets.

For example, Grier, the de facto leader of Desima Technology.

For example, the second-in-command of the Kemorra family.

And so on, all three have found them.

Next, just wait quietly for the fuse to ignite.

Not long after, they met the man whom Du Wei called the fuse, John Wick, in the middle of the meeting.

At this point, John seems to have been spotted by Gianna's bodyguards.

The two stopped where they were, talking something.

It seems that the atmosphere between the two is very tense.

In the next second, as if they had already agreed, the two pulled up the bulletproof suits, curled up behind the bulletproof suit as much as possible, and frantically pulled the trigger to the opposite side.

The sudden burst of gunfire immediately caused chaos at the scene.

Between the gunshots and screams, no one noticed that a few silenced gunshots were ringing out calmly.

The figures who ran outward fell to the ground with a bullet in their foreheads.

But the people who fled in a panic didn't have time to pay attention to who had fallen around them.

All they knew was that if they could get out of the D'Antonio mansion faster than the others, the better their chances of survival!

The scene underground is chaotic.

John, whose skills far surpassed Gianna's bodyguards, managed to get rid of the bodyguard's entanglement at the beginning, and shot mercilessly along the way, killing everyone who caught up.

John, who was on the run, faintly heard the sound of a grenade behind him. ….

But now he doesn't have time to turn back.

A large number of bodyguards and juniors of the Kemora family have already gathered around.

He followed the original planned route and fled into the catacombs beneath D'Antonio, from which he attempted to escape.

But soon he bumps into his ally, a mute female killer, Ares.

The moment he saw Ares appear, John understood that Santino was planning to kill someone.

In this way, no one knows that he is the one who leads this sister-killing plot.

John gasped for breath and began to try to delay his recovery with words:

"Are there any unsolved goals?"

Ares used sign language to say, 'There's one person who hasn't died, and that's you.' ，

John realized that something was wrong, and directly raised his gun and fired, and sure enough, in the next moment, countless cronies affiliated with Santino appeared from both sides.

Bang bang bang!

Gunfire rang out again through the catacombs.

John's familiarity with the terrain gradually widened the distance.

But strangely, the gunfire behind him faded again.

He didn't think those people would give up the hunt, so the only possibility was that he had helpers?

Someone to help him?

John did not inform any of his friends that he would be coming to Rome.

Because he knew that this was a mortal mission, and there was no need for more people to die.

But what's going on behind the scenes?

Looking at the shadows that appeared on the wall behind him, John's spirit was tense to the extreme.

"Hey, we're coming out, don't shoot, John."

Hearing this familiar voice, John's tense body immediately relaxed.

As a killer, he has a very good memory, so he knows that it is Du Wei who is coming.

Although he couldn't figure out how Du Wei was here, there was no doubt that the current temporary crisis was resolved.

Sure enough, it was the heavily armed Du Wei four who came out of the corner of the passage.

John understood that now was not the time to say thanks, he just nodded at the four of them, and relied on the moment

The strength gained from the rest of the time walked towards the outside world.

Looking at John in the distance, Frank said according to Dewey's previous thinking:

"Just let him go? Wouldn't it be in our better interest to let him die here?

After all, this will end with his death, and the high table will not find out that we are involved."

Du Wei nodded:

"Of course we have to let him go, if he doesn't go, who will kill Santino hiding in the Continental Hotel in New York?

If Santino doesn't die, the Kemorra family will not fall."

Frank, who had heard many times about the consequences of murder in the Continental Hotel, was shocked:

"What? Are you saying that John dared to kill someone in the Continental Hotel?

He doesn't want to die? Will there be a place for him in that world?"

Du Wei smiled:

"Naturally, it won't be unless we're willing to take in this hot potato."

Kindness? Dewey wants John to be a member of the Salvation Society?

But that's too risky.

Especially in New York, which is the home of the Continental hotel.

On the bustling road, there is probably a killer hiding for every hundred people.

If John had been recruited as a member of the Salvation Society, their safety would not have been assured even without the Samaritans.

Killers don't kill people based on their identity, they kill people based on their faces!

Unless you change your face, you will never be able to escape the attacks of the killers!

Because it's a wanted one that never expires!

So Frank needs to confirm Dewey's intentions:

"Will you take him in, then?"

Du Wei showed an incomprehensible smile and said:

"A true friend doesn't put a friend in crisis.

Otherwise, why do you think John came to Rome alone?

He was destined to fight alone and die alone.

This is the ultimate fate of all killers, where they come from."

Frank breathed a long sigh of relief and said:

"So, you're not going to take him in?"

Du Wei smiled and shook his head:

"No, what I'm trying to say is that that's the end of his fate, but not the end of my fate for him.

Since the high table is going to kill him, why don't we just destroy the high table?"

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