In the conference room of the hotel, Duncan sat opposite John Wick, who smelled a little sour.

More than a week of detention in the small black room has made John Wick wear off his ferocity, at least he has no hostility towards Duncan.

John Wick knew that he had no way to complete the task of assassinating Duncan, not only because of the strange means, but also because every soldier here had terrible strength, and after wearing that set of armor, it was no longer something that ordinary people could defeat with skill.

What's more, Duncan had helped himself at the beginning, and John Wick felt that he didn't have the face to ask for anything, it was best to live, and it was not unacceptable to die.

Da... Da ......

Duncan tapped his fingers twice on the desk table, and after John Wick looked at it, he took out the monster photo of the black man who had returned to this world and handed it to John Wick.

Taking the photo with a feeble hand, John Wick looked at the mediocre black man in the photo and looked at Duncan suspiciously, "What? ”

"Do you know what kind of world you live in?" Duncan motioned for John Wick to continue looking at the photo.

John Wick lowered his head again, carefully looking at the black man on the phone in the photo, he couldn't see anything strange about the black man in this photo after being a killer for so many years, and he was not a famous person, he really didn't understand.

"Please...... Let's put it bluntly. ”

"This photo was taken with a film camera and there is no artificial processing component." Reaching into his pocket, Duncan handed the last pill to John Wick and said, "Now, you put the picture in your pocket, eat it, and you'll be able to leave here." ”

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John Wick nodded, put the photo in his suit pocket, and swallowed the pill without hesitation.

After Duncan confirmed that the pill had indeed been swallowed, John Wick immediately got up and walked out of the hotel.

As he left the hotel, he was confronted by a number of guards, all of whom ignored him, as if he had become a real human being in the opposite situation when he was being hunted down by the whole of New York.

After leaving the hotel, John Wick was not attacked in the Bronx, as it was under the jurisdiction of the Umbrella Company and the King of the Bourry, Bowery, and there were no hitmen inside, but there were no attacks.

John Wick, who has turned into a transparent man, walks towards the subway station, and on the way he encounters a lot of marchers in the Bronx and a march against Killing Day, who are attacking each other and abusing each other, draining their own strength.

The men didn't affect John Wick, but he stopped as he was about to enter the subway and looked at the marching crowd suspiciously.

In the midst of a group of humans, there were a few monsters with bare heads, wearing human clothes, and with tiny tentacles on their faces.

John Wick rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had seen it wrong, but as he continued to look, the monsters were still in the procession, and they seemed to be fanning the flames and leading the two sides to fight.

After staring at the monsters for a long time, John Wick shook his head, thinking that it might be the hallucination of the kind of drug he had just taken, and he decided to ignore it and continue to take the subway back to Manhattan.

Along the way, John Wick can always see those monsters, and after entering the subway, the number of monsters has decreased significantly.

But in the slightly empty carriage, he saw a monster again, sitting on a seat in the subway, quietly playing with his mobile phone.

John Wick stared at the monster, his qualities as a killer made him not feel any abnormalities in himself, his brain was clear, his thinking was clear, and his body did not have any problems except for some hunger and weakness!

He knew a lot about hallucinogenic drugs, and he had taken a lot of them.

If it was hallucinogenic drugs, John Wick felt he could find out because he was professionally trained.

The monster that was playing with its phone looked down when it noticed a figure standing in front of it, and it looked up in confusion to meet John Wick's eyes.

After a polite nod, the monster continued to play with his phone with his head down.

The carriage was empty, but John Wick still stood in front of the monster who was absently looking down and playing with his phone, and through the reflection of the glass in the carriage, he could decipher what the monster was typing on his phone.

Although it is strange for the monster to use English, this feature saves John Wick a lot of trouble, and little by little through mirror text interpretation, check the information that is being passed to each other on the chat software.

'Your **, if you don't come back to the night party, I'll stuff your ** into your**." ’

'Stinky shit, don't even think about it!' ’

'To give you a good word, if you don't come, if you don't come, we will only enjoy the barbecue, the wine, and the tender meat. ’

'How did you get this kind of good stuff again?' Hurry up and tell me the address'

'Hell's Kitchen, Little Geek Bar, bring your people with you when you come!' ’

‘OK！ ’

Silently jotting down the address, John Wick oblivied with a vague gaze at the monster who looked like no one was playing with his phone.

He could see the tiny textures of the skin on the monster's cheeks, he could see the light from the cell phone screen reflected in his dark eyes, and he could see every detail of the tentacles on the monster's face as they swayed.

The more closely he looked at it, the harder it was for John Wick to question the authenticity of it all, until the monster stepped off the subway and disappeared into the crowd.

After a few more stops, he also arrived at his destination.

Before leaving, he temporarily deposited his dog with Caron, a black man at the front desk, and now he is going to get his dog back and meet with Winston, the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York.

John Wick walked briskly, and after entering Manhattan, the number of monsters he saw increased significantly, and monsters and humans could often be seen mixed together on the streets, which were not hallucinations at all, and these hallucinations were unusually irritating.

Finally, John Wick arrived at the Continental Hotel.

The attendant at the door pushed the door open for John Wick, and the interior of the hotel was still as usual, the lobby was small, quiet, and not noisy.

The black man in thin-rimmed glasses stood at the front desk, his suit without a trace of wrinkles made him look very professional, and the business smile on his face seemed a little more real after seeing John Wick, "Long time no see, Mr. Wick!" ”

After seeing this acquaintance who had served him for many years, John Wick's somewhat irritable heart gradually calmed down, he nodded at the black man and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's good now, and so is the manager, who wants to meet you." The black man smiled and replied to two different TAs, one was the dog who was fostered here and the other was the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York.

After confirming the situation, John Wick's heavy heart relaxed a little, nodded and walked to the speakeasy to find the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York.

Coming to the familiar speakeasy, John Wick received the collective attention of all the killers in the bar, because he was also saddled with a bounty of $14 million, and he was very famous in the world of killers.

Glancing over the faces of those who had shown him a greedy look, John Wick didn't care about them, and he walked through the dense crowd to the familiar seat.

It was only before he walked to the throne that his footsteps stopped.

Because through the cover of the crowd, sitting on the private seat is no longer the former owner of the Continental Hotel in New York, but a monster wearing a suit and a slightly bloated physique!

The monster spotted John Wick early on, picked up a goblet from the small table, and raised his glass to John Wick, who had a puzzled look.