As the King of Borry Street was treated, the machine spat out more numbers of unrelated people.

Those social security numbers that are constantly displayed on the screen all have one thing in common.

It's all underground gangsters in New York.

A small number were homeless people from Borry Street, and most were people from Wilson's side in Hell's Kitchen.

And the last number is Wilson himself!

After watching Wilson's photo appear on the screen, the machine also thoughtfully marked the death probability at the back, 100%.

It is equivalent to certain death.

Because the person who wants Wilson to die is none other than Du Wei, who is difficult for even machines to analyze behavior patterns through big data!

Faced with the machine's behavior of spitting out the number of an unrelated person, Du Wei smiled and said:

"From now on, I need you to prioritize the safety of the members of The Salvation Organization.

If you find that a member of The Salvation Organization may be in a life-and-death crisis, you must alert us as soon as possible."

After the machine collected Du Wei's words through the audio device, the screens filled with the numbers of unrelated persons were instantly emptied.

Then a new number appeared on it, and in addition to that, a photo popped up.

It was a man who had died on the streets of New York.

It was a face with a beard.

That's John Wick.

In terms of the probability of death calculated by the machine, the number jumped all the way from 10% to 70%.

Du Wei frowned, this was not good, it meant that John's plan to assassinate the elder was likely to fail.

"Machine, can you connect to the city surveillance system in Casablanca, Morocco?"

Hearing the manager's request, the screen in front of Du Wei's eyes flickered, and a green progress bar reappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

As the progress bar progresses, a city on the Atlantic coastline appears in front of everyone.

The city is full of Arabic style and is full of low buildings.

At the same time, Du Wei noticed that after the machine hacked into the city's surveillance system, John's death probability was actually 10 percentage points lower, to 60%.

This meant that with the help of the machines, John was at least safe in this Casablanca.

Soon, as the picture continued to switch, a figure in a suit who looked in good condition appeared in front of everyone.

When he saw John wearing a suit that didn't fit in with the arabesque clothes here, Du Wei felt bad.

Sure enough, under the machine's markings, several dangerous figures were approaching John in the crowd.

John, who was walking in front, also seemed to be aware of it.

It's just that there are too many people in the market here to make it difficult for him to do it, so he deliberately leads these people into the narrow alleys.

That's the kind of terrain that's the best place to have a lot of enemies.

This is the terrain that a killer instinctively chooses to be most advantageous to himself.

It's not that he doesn't want to change his clothes, it's just that he doesn't have the time to change them, and the Arabic clothes don't have the same bulletproof function as the suits on his body.

Seeing this scene, Du Wei directly asked the machine to dial John's phone.

John, who felt the vibration of the mobile phone on his body, just lowered his head and wanted to take out his mobile phone, when a roadblock appeared in front of him.

John glanced behind him, and in the shadows of the alley, there were also blockers blocking his retreat.

Then, without saying a word, they drew their scimitars from their waists and slew at John.

At this time, John didn't care to see who was making his phone call.

John drilled directly into the nearby fruit shop and used the shelves inside to make the game a 1v1 heads-up situation.

In the 1V1 life-and-death battle, how can John, who has experienced a hundred battles, be able to fight against these minions.

With a few neat dismantling counterattacks, John's dagger was stained red with enemy blood.

And those who have several knives in their hands will no longer have the opportunity to taste the fruit on the shelf.

After dealing with these chasing killers, John looked behind the counter and only dared to look at his boss lady with big frightened eyes and said sorry.

He then took out a gold coin from his inner pocket and placed it on the counter to apologize and say that it was compensation for the destruction of the fruit.

Just as John walked out of the fruit shop, the vibration of his phone rang again.

This time, when John tried to reach for it, he was interrupted again.

A guy in a white apron who looked like a restaurant chef rubbed sand and stones against each other in a quiet alley, lighting a cigarette in his mouth.

Then, with his free hand, he clapped at John.

"John, John Wick, welcome to Casablanca! Lady Alazwa is waiting for you!"

Hearing Alazwa's name and understanding that the person in front of him was friend and foe, John's vigilance relaxed slightly.

Sofia Arazva, current manager of Casablanca Continental.

At the same time, he was also an old friend of John.

The blood pact he holds comes from Sophia.

Because he rescued Sophia's daughter when she was in a desperate situation and placed her in a safe place.

Because of this, Sophia owes John a favor.

Although Sophia hated John very much because of some personal emotional matters.

But Sophia is still a good friend in essence.

That's why John came here to ask for help.

To find the Elder in the Sahara Desert in half an hour, he must use Sophia's connections to find her former boss, one of the gold coin minters, Brada.

So in the face of the invitation of the person in front of him, John nodded and walked behind him to look at the Continental Hotel.

It was only then that John had time to pull out his phone, which was still vibrating.

He glanced at the unknown number displayed on it and had a guess in his mind.

After connecting it, John put his phone to his ear and listened quietly to the sound of the voice.

This time, it was as if he had returned to that night when he could do anything with wireless headphones.

It seems that Du Wei has brought the existence called "The Machine" back online.

Thinking about this, John suddenly pulled out the gun from his waist and looked at it diagonally, and slammed two shots diagonally.

Two guys with guns and about to attack John fell from the rooftop, and their feeble bodies fell heavily into the sewage of the alley.

The gun in his hand also snapped in front of the leader.

Looking at the camouflaged rifles on the ground, it was obvious to guess their identities, the killers who had come for the money.

The leader turned his head to look at John in some surprise, thinking that he was worthy of the legendary Daredevil.

The two killers were wearing desert camouflage uniforms, and he really didn't realize that anyone would dare to attack when he was leading the way.

This is completely not to give face to Sophia, the manager of the continental hotel.

If John hadn't been able to discover the enemy on his own, he would have been severely punished when he returned.

He's also a first-class killer, and he can still be so careless.

The face of the leader who felt the pressure immediately became solemn.

Then he watched and listened in all directions, and carefully welcomed John all the way into the Arabian Continental Hotel.

When John, who was in desperate need of a wireless headset, entered the Continental Hotel, communication between him and the machine was cut off instantly.

John immediately realized that this was because the Continental hotels were all using an internal network relationship.

But he didn't notice that at some point, there was an inexplicable app with a cute smiling face on his phone.

And this APP also obtains the highest authority by itself, and is running autonomously in the background at this time.

So the temperature of John's phone skyrocketed, and it was inexplicably hot enough to bake an egg.

If someone pointed something at John with an infrared sight or a thermometer, they would find that the phone was a red patch, and it was only a little bit away from spontaneous combustion.

Fortunately, this thing was not made by Samsung, otherwise John might have to return to the arms of God at this time.

And because of the bulletproof material of the suit, John didn't feel the temperature, after all, in the Continental Hotel, there are not so many killers who dare to kill casually.

Because rules and laws are a sword of Damoris hanging over the head for most people.

But for a small number of people, rules and laws are like toilet paper, which can be torn at will.

But in the end, the risk of the Continental Hotel is low to the point that most people can afford it.

……

As the picture lost after John's side lost the signal, Du Wei shook his head and stopped looking.

Now that John's side has started, his own side has to hurry.

Looking at the human elites sitting below, Du Wei cleared his throat and began the final deployment.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow is the time for us to rid New York of the cancer.

Hell's Kitchen, just across the wall from Midtown Manhattan, should be full of hope.

But now it has become a cradle for evil, and the reason for this is that no one can be avoided without it......

When Du Wei said this, a burly bald man in a dark blue suit jumped out of the screen behind him at the right time - Wilson.

「…… Wilson, a gangster in Hell's Kitchen.

But with his excellent strength and cruel methods, he climbed to the top of Hell's Kitchen step by step.

And he quickly plundered a lot of money by virtue of his cooperation with Colombia, Mexico's Medellín Group, Cali Group, and Guadalajara Group.

And this money brought him unprecedented power.

But under this prosperity, there are those addicts who are disillusioned by taking the banned drugs he spread throughout the country, and their lives are worse than death.

According to incomplete statistics, addicts in beautiful countries account for 7.7% of the total population, and this number is still rising.

As a result, the violence that has extended is endless, and there are many people who have lost their families.

If you want to turn around such a kingdom that is constantly moving towards the abyss, then Wilson, who controls it all, must die.

So, guys, are you ready? Let's rebuild New York together!"

As Dewey's words fell, Wilson's photographs behind him disappeared into pieces of ash.

Du Wei, who caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, found that this time he returned, although the machine was castrated, it seemed that the degree of humanization was a little higher.

The growth rate of artificial intelligence is indeed faster than imagined.

And the expressions on the faces of everyone who heard Du Wei's words in the audience were different.

Beings like Genmei and Xiao don't care who is harming the world into the abyss.

As long as Genmei can feel the temperature of the machine.

As long as Shaw can get her to vent her violence, it's fine.

Of course, it would be better if there were other meanings to these things.

The faces of the four men, such as Finch, Reese, McKel, and Frank, were angry.

Because they love the depth of love for this kingdom, they can't see innocent people being violated on a daily basis.

Now that they know that Wilson is the one who caused the country to become a forbidden zone, they naturally want to cut off this source sooner.

Make it difficult for those banned drugs to endanger people's families, people's wealth, and people's lives!

Anyone who knows anything about banned drugs will understand that this thing has no positive effect on people other than harming people.

Of course, there is only one exception, and that is a person like Zeng Dewey who is on the verge of death.

For the sake of humanitarianism, the dying patient can walk without pain.

The use of banned drugs in this case is still acceptable.

In addition, the banned drug should be completely banned as its name!

As for David, after being hunted down by the CIA, he didn't love the world that much.

But after thinking that those forbidden drugs that were scattered all over the world might be bought by his children or his children's friends in the future, he couldn't help but worry about the children's future growth environment.

For this reason, he would also raise his hands and feet in favor of the decision to kill Wilson.

Anyway, he doesn't have to be a technician to the front line, right?

In the end, Uncle Punishment, who was the punisher, had the calmest face, but in fact, the anger in his heart was already about to be full.

Just such a sinful guy still wants to convince himself to die for him?

God knows how much Uncle Punishment wants to take off Wilson's head and kick it as a ball!

Wilson also said that he was actually the same as him, and it was clearly not the same at all!

He kills, but he kills only the guilty.

Wilson kills, and kills people who hinder his business.

Sure, those people are indeed guilty, but what about the good people who died indirectly because of Wilson's business?

That's a huge amount of human life.

So to kill Wilson, he will definitely rush to the first one!

If he has the chance, he will kill him without mercy!

Feeling the anger in the hearts of the participants, Du Wei nodded with satisfaction:

"So, Finch, open the doors to the arsenal and let's enjoy the fireworks that are about to rise in Hell's Kitchen!"

At the same time, 47, who was intently using chopsticks to deal with smooth tofu in a Chinese restaurant in Hell's Kitchen, received a text message from Du Wei.

Knowing that the time had come, his fingers couldn't help but exert a slight force, and the soft tofu shattered instantly.

"Ah, chopsticks are a difficult weapon to use."

47 shook his head, put down the chopsticks in his left hand, wiped his mouth with a cloth, left a tip at the table, and walked out of the Chinese restaurant.

Wilson, that's a tough target.

The owner of the Chinese restaurant looked at the high tip on the table and wanted to thank 47, but when he chased it out, he found that the trace of 47 had long disappeared into an alley where he walked to the end.

This strange scene made the boss rub his eyes, thinking that it wouldn't be the little fox he rescued not long ago to repay the favor, right?

……

Outside Hell's Kitchen, countless homeless people dressed in tatters slowly approached the neighborhood with stainless steel iron basins.

Today they are here to beg, and what they are begging for is ...... Lives!

In a neighborhood adjacent to Hell's Kitchen, thirty ordinary-looking drones take off with missiles hanging underneath.

With a buzzing sound like the fluttering wings of a fly, the drone flew under the cover of night towards the Hell's Kitchen focal area that Elijah had marked.

Those areas were heavily guarded by Wilson, and there were either large amounts of cash, large quantities of forbidden drugs, or large quantities of weapons.

Street warfare is actually a miniature version of the real war.

In a real war, it is the other side's food and grass that they have to cut off, and in the street war, what they want to cut off is the other side's weapon aid!

In this era of thermal weapons, whichever side has more advanced weapons obviously has more advantages.

Human beings are fleshy, and there is no possibility of bullet resistance.

Therefore, with the fragility of the human body, a bullet that falls in the right place can easily end a human life.

Even if the person is Wilson!

No one can stop a bullet unless he's not human!

Obviously, there are no ghosts and gods in this world, so today's Wilson is dead!

Because that's what Du Wei said, no one can change it!

Looking at the drones flying in the night sky, Elijah, who was standing on the roof of a building overlooking the whole of hell, uttered the famous quote from Julius Caesar in Latin:

"Veni, vidi, vi. (I come, I see, I conquer.) ）」

Rumble!

As a dazzling flash of fire erupts from Hell's Kitchen, the war that will turn New York upside down begins.

A series of fires spread through Hell's Kitchen.

Brighten up the night-shrouded Hell's Kitchen as if it were day!

The homeless man who was given the signal to go to war threw away the stainless steel iron basin in his hand, took out the second-hand AK hidden under the tattered clothes, and rushed towards the target.

……

After repelling the attacks of the killers and the blind arms dealer brother, Wilson's vigilant heartstrings did relax.

So at this time, he was still lying in the wide bathtub enjoying the service of the beauty.

This kind of life with one head resting on one, two sitting at hand, and one kneeling in front of you can be said to be the best way to relax the whole body.

And these guys are all the best people sold from various countries, and they are sold at sky-high prices.

It's just that their owners are not destined to know that these "goods" have actually been used by him Wilson a long time ago.

If you want to blame, you can only blame the current technology is too advanced, and it can be repaired anywhere.

Wilson, who was enjoying the service, squinted his eyes and felt the feeling of the package when he suddenly heard a loud noise through the soundproof glass.

The glass also trembled under the loud noise.

The frightened beauty accidentally hit Wilson hard, and Wilson, who was in pain, grabbed her hair directly and smashed it against the glass.

Then I saw an unforgettable scene in his life.

(Thank you for the turnips and celery leaves, and the monthly pass that → my heart, thank you!) ）

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