Paris.

Late at night.

John Wick gasped, he was no longer young, his physical fitness was far less than before, and the long journey along the way, coupled with the killers who popped up from time to time, made him feel exhausted.

Fortunately, in front of him is the planned abandoned building, and after passing through, he can reach the final level, thinking of this, John Wick glanced at his watch, there is not much time left, and he has to speed up.

After another trot forward, John Wick came to the abandoned building, and a series of gunshots rang out in the building, but the sound quickly stopped, and John Wick was alert, and he raised his pistol sideways, and just as he wanted to enter the building, he heard a sound of footsteps approaching, accompanied by a cry.

"Please, don't shoot, I'll quit!"

In the darkness, a killer stumbled out, his expression was frightened, as if he had just been greatly frightened, even if John Wick was in front of him, as if he hadn't seen it at all, he didn't have the idea of pulling out a gun to kill people in exchange for a bounty, and just continued to flee in embarrassment.

John Wick didn't know why, but he still raised his pistol and prepared to shoot, but before he could do anything, a bright flame unique to a dragon's breath bullet erupted in the darkness, and instantly chased after him, sweeping the killer into the raging flames.

The tongue of fire licked the flesh, the pain was like hell, the killer couldn't bear it, wailed and lay on the ground struggling and rolling, but to no avail, swallowed his last breath.

"Lawson."

"John Wick."

A few steps forward, Lawson stepped over the body of the dead killer and greeted John Wick, who nodded in response, and without further words, continued on his way, heading to the location of the Sacred Heart Cathedral.

"I don't like him."

In the corner, a woman walked out, looked at the back of John Wick leaving, shook her head and said, "We helped him so much, he didn't even say thank you." ”

"Fox, this is John Wick, and besides, we're just doing things with money."

Rosen was not surprised by John Wick's reaction, perhaps he had already guessed that this would be the case.

After all, there are people who appear to be alive, but in fact they are dead, and John Wick is like that.

Although John Wick was ruthless in the past, there were at least some normal people's joys, sorrows, and sorrows, but since the death of his beloved wife, John Wick's heart was buried in the depths of the grave along with his wife's corpse.

So, now he has no soul at all, except for the only killer instinct left, and only an empty shell named John Wick remains.

"Don't mention that bad guy, I booked my plane ticket and I'm going to get on the plane later."

Fawkes stepped forward a few steps, put a hand on the man's cheek, looked at it affectionately, and pressed his lips to it.

Rosen also gave his response, and the two fought fiercely for a long time before they finally separated.

Taking a breath, Rosen made a promise to Fawkes, "When this is done, I'll put the gratuity on your card." ”

"Whatever you want."

Fox didn't care, she didn't come here for the money, it wasn't Rosen who called him and said he needed her help, she didn't bother to live or die as a stranger in John Wick.

After another gentle kiss of goodbye, Fawkes walked to the exit, leaving the abandoned building once and for all, and disappearing into the street.

Rosen went in the opposite direction, following in the footsteps of John Wick and heading towards the location of the Basilica of the Sacred Heart.

The one who travels a hundred miles is half ninety, the closer he gets to success, the more he can't relax, Rosen understands this truth, even for the honorarium of more than 10 million, he can't let the marquis's plan succeed.

......

Fuvaajet Street.

This is the only way to get to the Basilica of the Sacred Heart, and it is also the final level, climbing two hundred and twenty-two steps to reach the final dueling venue.

The killers of the high table were already ready, and under the leadership of the Marquis Consul, they were fully armed and waiting for the arrival of their target, John Wick.

And John Wick lived up to expectations, he did succeed here, looking at the long road in front of him, and then at the watch he was wearing on his wrist, the time had come to more than five o'clock in the morning, and there was still a short time before sunrise, although it was not very sufficient, but it was enough for him to pass this final level.

Of course, the premise is that there will be no more accidents, but John Wick knows that this is not possible, and what awaits him will be a difficult trial.

Sure enough, as John Wick stepped up the stairs, the killers began to emerge from all directions, undisguised their hostility, clearly blocking their way.

John Wick was expressionless at this, there was no fluctuation on his face, and the killer's senses instantly opened, and when he noticed a killer with a gun drawn, he quickly raised his pit viper pistol, knocked the enemy down in three consecutive shots, and stepped forward with an over-the-shoulder fall, throwing the killer down the steps.

And when John Wick solved the enemy, the other killers naturally couldn't be idle, and they took out their pistols one after another, wanting to kill John Wick, but unfortunately, there was a person present whose gun was faster, and Lawson, who was hiding at the highest point, pulled the trigger one after another, like a harvester harvesting rice, and killed the killers he saw one by one.

This superb efficiency made the person concerned, John Wick, a little stunned, but he quickly reacted, covered his head with the placket of a bulletproof suit, and continued to rush upstairs under the cover of his own people.

The end of the stairs is getting closer and closer, and the number of killers is getting smaller and smaller, John Wick was still careful at first to prevent a possible sneak attack, but he slowly found that Rosen's teammate was really "powerful", and he didn't have to worry too much about it at all, even the Marquis Consul, who had caused him a lot of trouble before, didn't have time to make any move, he was shot through the head and fell to the ground with wide eyes.

The pace of his feet did not stop, John Wick soon came to the last step of the stairs, he looked around, there was no killer around him who could stand, and then looked at the watch on his wrist, and found that there were still fifteen minutes before sunrise, which meant that he could even take a short break before the final duel.

Stepping on the final staircase, John Wick finally arrived at the place of the duel, and at this time, the Marquis of Vincent's face was pale, and his hands clenched the armrests of the seat under him, as if he had sensed his fate.

Unlike the Marquis, Winston, who was waiting here, had a smile on his face, bowing slightly at John Wick, and was already ninety percent sure of the outcome of the next duel.

Time passed little by little, and the sun rose as usual.

The messenger at the high table stretched out his hand, draped the scarf of the referee, which represented fairness and justice, and announced the beginning of the duel ceremony.