Brooklyn, New York.

Williamsburg.

It was the site of the seventeenth textile mill, but due to a large explosion, only an abandoned building remains.

Between the rubble, a group of beggars and homeless people were cleaning up with tools to try to turn the place into a new shelter, and in one of the best offices on the second floor, Boris, the king of Bori Street, was sitting on a broken chair with a white-feathered pigeon in his arms, gently stroking it with his hands.

"Head, there are two people out there who want to see you."

A ragged homeless man walked over and reported to Boris, who raised his head and looked through the window at the two visitors not far away, recognized the identity of the visitor, weighed it for a moment, and beckoned the two to come over.

"Look, isn't this my dear Mr. Winston, and the famous 'God of Killing' John Wick, what is the wind blowing you two over?"

Boris stood up, released the pigeon in his arms, stretched out his arms to meet them, and after hugging them one by one, he looked at John Wick's haggard and tired face, and asked, "John Wick, I heard the news, you killed the elder of the high table, how remarkable!" ”

Boris applauded as he spoke, as if applauding John Wick's actions, but John Wick had no interest in chatting and expressed his intentions bluntly.

"Boris, we're here to get your help."

"Asking for my help?"

When Boris heard this word, he suddenly felt a faint itch in several scars on his body, which were given by the killer of the high table as punishment for helping John Wick in the past.

And the reason why he did not die is only because he still has a value, which can help the high table to stabilize the situation on Borry Street, so that a large number of beggars and homeless people will not disturb the law and order environment on the street.

But the man at the high table did not spare him, but let the killer cut Boris seven times, punished him for giving John Wick seven bullets at that time, and also took back his old turf, making this homeless king a veritable wanderer.

Fortunately, Boris did not have no way out, because Rosen completed the task of the High Table and eliminated the Seventeenth Textile Mill, and as a reward for the mission, the High Table assigned the territory of the textile factory to Boris.

This prevents Boris from hiding in the sewers like a rat in a dark corner.

"John Wick, in your most difficult time, I gave you a Kimber 1911 pistol to help you get revenge."

Boris unbuttoned a few buttons of his clothes, revealing several hideous scars on his body, and said, "But how did you repay me?" You did it in the Continental Hotel, shooting and killing the leader of Kemorra, Saintino, breaking the rules of the high table, and hurting all of us, all of us who have helped you. ”

Boris was not alarmist, because what he said was the truth, and John Wick's rebellion against the high table angered the management, and a judge and a marquis were sent to purge all involved.

For example, the leader of the Gypsies was executed, and even Winston, the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, was not able to stay out of the situation, and Charon, the butler who accompanied him for most of his life, was shot, and the Continental Hotel, which he had worked so hard to run, was also demolished and demolished.

Of course, this is nothing, and if you really want to talk about it, there is something more unlucky than that.

Boris remembered the news that came from the previous road, the Continental Hotel in Osaka was washed in blood, and the hotel manager Koji Shimazu died on the spot, and it seemed that it was also because of the asylum provided to John Wick.

Boris felt that he didn't arrest John Wick and hand him over to the high table at the first time, which was enough to save face, and John Wick actually dared to ask him for help?

Hmph, it's a pipe dream!

"Someone, send off!"

Not wanting to continue the conversation, Boris beckoned two of his men to chase them away.

Unexpectedly, John Wick was anxious and hurriedly said: "But Boris, we have a common enemy, and we can help each other. ”

Poof!

Boris couldn't hold back his laughter, he looked at John Wick in front of him from head to toe, and said lightly: "Forgive me, John Wick, your words are so funny." ”

Pretending to wipe his tears with his hands, Boris said with a smile: "Look at yourself, you can't protect yourself now, the killers of the whole New York are chasing you for a high bounty of 15 million dollars, what else are you talking about helping me?" ”

"Alright, send-off!"

Stretching out his hand, Boris once again asked the two men to step forward, and John Wick didn't want to leave just like that, and continued to speak: "Believe me, I can kill the Marquis of the High Table!" ”

"Hah! Kill the Marquis sent by the High Table, and I think I'll have to admit that you're a very powerful killer! ”

Boris sat back in the broken chair and shook his head with a sigh, "But what's the use, there are more heads in the hands of the high table than bullets in your hands, and if a marquis dies, they will only replace it with a new one, and his death will not change anything, so your proposal is meaningless." ”

As he spoke, Boris turned his head to look at Winston, "I think you, as the manager of the Continental Hotel, must not be unclear about this." ”

"You're right, Boris."

Stopping John Wick, who was still about to speak, Winston took a few steps forward, "So, I plan to let John Wick and the Marquis duel according to the traditional rules of the high table, in exchange for John Wick's freedom, and rebuild my Continental Hotel." ”

"Sounds great."

Boris nodded, Winston wasn't lying, there was an old tradition that the winner of a one-on-one duel could make several demands, and the high table had to be fulfilled.

This sounds outrageous, but it makes sense when you think about it, after all, the high table is not monolithic, but is made up of twelve of the most powerful gangs.

In order to restrain each other and prevent them from tearing their faces and even going to war because of some contradictions, the Twelve Families formulated such a tradition, and to this day they have given John Wick a chance in disguise.

"John Wick is free, and you can rebuild your own hotel."

Boris bared his white teeth and smiled, looked at Winston deeply, and said, "But what good is this for me?" ”

If he had nothing now, he might join the camp of revenge out of hatred, but the reality is not like this, although Barry Street is now weaker than ever, and the new territory is in ruins, at least he still has hope, isn't it, there is no need to think about going against the Marquis of the high table, unless......

Unless Winston can give him a reason he can't refuse.