The wooden house, which had been burning all night, had stopped burning in the morning, and smoke rose from the ruins of the wooden house, and John Wick used his power to summon more than thirty members of the World Development Department in the vicinity of Dre Town, and did not continue to ask for help from the World Development Department, because he had not yet shot the clown with a big gun.

The police who cordoned off the scene have dispersed, and there are some onlookers around Nepot Street, most of whom are children on summer vacation, and now there are no electronic entertainment devices, and the most entertainment for children during summer vacation is to play with a group of people.

It's normal for a group of FBI novelties to come to the town, and it's normal to pique their interest.

Members of the Exploration Force wearing black FBI combat uniforms on the perimeter have blocked the perimeter, and John Wick has also changed into a new black suit, and the inner lining has also been changed to a black vibranium fiber woven shirt.

In his hand is still the heavy rifle produced by Titan Industries, with thousands of rounds of ammunition in bursts, which is better than the machine gun used in the class, and the volume is smaller.

The left pocket is the newly developed plasma pistol, and the right back waist is the pistol of the Combat Master series, which he uses the most.

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The crystal entrance under the ruins has been cleared, they have hung ropes, the robot dogs have gone down to explore the way, they have found the clown's hideout, and they have observed a magical phenomenon created by demons in the underworld.

A hill of countless debris, and at the top of the garbage mountain are more than a dozen floating children's corpses.

These things need to be kept for the time being, waiting for the group scientists to come here to study them.

In order to make their research go more smoothly, John Wick has already carried a weapon and has gone underground to deal with the troublemakers first.

The rope rubbed against the stone wall of the ancient well, and John Wicksor descended halfway down the well, and the entrance to the sewer was not at the very bottom of the well, but in the middle of the well, through a wide passage for one person to walk, and the rope was untied.

John Wick picked up his rifle and followed the metal-covered cyborg dog waiting in the sewage towards the underground space.

The well-developed sewer system did not bother the way forward, and following the guidance of the dogs, John Wick soon reached the wide underground space.

At the center of this huge space the size of five or six basketball courts is a mountain of garbage, stacked with debris and corpses floating on top of it exactly like what you see in the video.

Seven or eight dogs circled the space, all gathered in front of a wooden room beneath the debris pile.

The words "Circus" are still written on the huge wooden walls, and the paint is about to wear off with the erosion of time.

John Wick held his rifle, the muzzle pointed at the wooden house, which was crushed under the debris, and did not approach.

"Woohoo!"

The dogs cultivated by the group were still barking, they were not as vigilant as the killers, and their front paws were already stepping on the debris, barking at the plank directly in front of them.

"Hehehe!"

Suddenly, an inconspicuous toy music box remote lever on the clutter pile spun up automatically, and there was a burst of ugly laughter.

The dogs were startled, and then they swarmed up, bit the music box, shook their heads wildly, and dismantled it into scrap metal in three or two blows.

John Wick watched all this, his eyes were also searching back and forth for the clown's traces, and the safety of the gun had long been opened.

Crunch!

The wooden door of the wooden house is actually a board bridge, similar to the ancient moat, a huge bridge that can be pulled up by chains.

As the planks fell, revealing the theatrically decorated stage of the house, John Wick pulled the trigger mercilessly, and the rifle's bullets struck the orange glow of the house.

biu~！

The stage was hit by bullets and sawdust flew wildly, but in the next second, several large balls of fireworks exploded, and a joyful song of change of tune sounded deep underground, and the light violin turned into a blunt knife to sharpen the strings, and the piercing sound made the surrounding dogs enter a state of stress, and two muzzles stretched out from their backs, shooting at the stage.

The music was not affected by the bullets, and neither was John Wick.

After the fireworks were released, there was an extra clown on the stage, who seemed to be unharmed, raised his legs and danced a strange dance on the stage where only one person could stretch.

John Wick's eyes were cold, and his right hand continued to pull the trigger, hitting the clown's body, the clown's movements were not affected in any way, and he continued to dance a strange dance, his head did not move, and his feet were raised and tapped back and forth.

No one has an impact on anyone, you jump yours, I shoot mine.

But the dogs turned their guns around, retaining their keen sense of smell before John Wick discovered the clown's body.

Peng Peng Peng!

A single rifle shot shot towards the pipe behind John Wick, and another clown burst out of the pitch-black pipe, his hands already turning into monster claws, trying to sneak up on John Wick from behind.

John Wick had also expected that although the sunglasses on his face were a beat slower than the discovery of the dogs' keen organs, these hours would not put him in danger in the face of the pinnacle of American Juhe.

John Wick continued to shoot the cabin with a rifle in his right hand, and with his left hand, he reached for a pistol from his waist and shot continuously at the head of the clown who pounced on him.

The muzzle fire and the projectile pierced the clown's round and huge head, and the hideous expression on his face had gradually become inhuman, and the clown fell on the way to the air.

"Wangwangpeng! Barking! Peng! ”

The dogs barked along with the barrel of the gun attached to the armor on their backs, and the bullets followed the dogs' gaze to the fallen clown.

A large amount of black blood floated out of the wound, like bubbles in the water, and this strange situation did not stop John Wick from shooting, and he moved the muzzle of his rifle to the downed clown, ignoring the phantom on the stage.

Dada!

The rifle's fire illuminated John Wick's face, reflecting a flash of flame in the dark sunglasses.

The bullets pierced the clown's body again and again, and the anger in John Wick's chest was also quickly vented, until all three barrels of the rifle overheated, and all the bullets were gone, and the gunfire stopped.

On the ground, nothing was left of tattered rags and a large mass of blackened rotten flesh.

John Wick did what he wanted to do, but he couldn't let go, and he felt strange about the simplistic development.

Sure enough, in the next second, the rotten flesh on the ground slowly wriggled and gathered together, as if it was ready to be resurrected.

Smack!

Throwing away the useless rifle, John Wick pulled out his plasma pistol, took a few steps back, ordered the dogs to step back as well, and pulled the trigger on the wriggling rotten flesh.

Blazing and furious energy erupted, and the huge pistol shot out an irregular ball of plasma, and the sphere quickly became unbalanced when it touched the object, and the eruption of heat came into contact with the stagnant water on the ground, making a gurgling sound.

John Wick did not stop shooting, but fired several electric plasma bombs in a row, used up the energy of the pistol, and then threw it casually, raised the grenade launcher hanging on his body, and aimed it at the clown position to continue to whip the corpse.