novelbin Chapter 205 How many people do you have?
Chapter 205 How many people do you have?
"Okay, I understand." John said helplessly, "You also need to pay attention to safety, I will find a way."
After hanging up the phone, John looked at Chen Yan in front of him and said with a wry smile: "What is supposed to come will always come."
"I killed the person, it has nothing to do with you." Chen Yan waved his hand nonchalantly, "If there is any trouble, I will solve it."
"If it were someone else, there would be no problem, but you killed Vigo's son." John shook his head, "I was able to leave that place because I did Vigo a favor and was able to be free. I told him There was an agreement that he could spy on me, but he couldn't disturb my life."
"Now that his son died in my home, do you think he would believe that a mysterious man broke into my home and killed the thief who broke into my home? Then I woke up and found out that the guy who wanted to steal from me was his son?"
"Stop talking about him. If I were a normal person, I wouldn't believe it." Chen Yan could only say awkwardly. "Sorry, I seem to have been a disservice."
"It's okay... Anyway, I'm going to find something to do." John shook his head and motioned for Chen Yan to follow him, "Maybe it's because I'm usually too low-key. They may have forgotten who I am... but this It doesn’t stop me from blowing their heads off, come here and help me.”
Chen Yan followed John into the basement of John's house. Looking at the familiar movie scene, Chen Yan couldn't help but frown slightly: "What are you..."
"Be prepared." John took a big hammer from the wall and handed it to Chen Yan, "Smash it on the ground."
Seeing that Chen Yan seemed to be stunned on the spot, John said helplessly: "I'm still hurting from the things buried under the ground. Help me dig them out."
"Actually, you don't need to take action, I can do it myself." Chen Yan took the hammer and said sincerely, "I am here this time hoping to help you in the future..."
"No need to say more, young man." John stopped Chen Yan from speaking, "With that strange equipment on your body and your accent, you should be from the Yan Kingdom, right?"
"A friend of mine told me that his nephew is studying in the Yan Kingdom. And your fighting skills should be similar to those of his nephew's organization." John pointed to the hidden sword on Chen Yan's left wrist, "My Another friend has also heard of that organization. If you are here to make connections for that organization, then I can only tell you that it is not possible for the time being."
Chen Yan threw off his arms and started to hit the ground. The hammer head hit the ground again and again, and the lines like spider webs spread quickly. John walked aside, leaned against the wall and continued: "Actually, even if you didn't show up, , sooner or later I will confront the people from the Continental Hotel."
"Ah?" Chen Yan was stunned and stopped moving his hands. He turned his head and looked at John, "Why?"
"The killers at the Continental Hotel have more or less old debts, No. 6." John seemed to be lost in memories, "Especially, if you want to get out of there, the people at the high table will arrange a bunch of tasks for you that are impossible to complete. .”
"Many killers who want to return to peace will choose to accept it for their own obsessions, and then die in some unknown corner, or their bodies will be collected by the delivery team and sent to the High Table Council for verification. What will happen to the body, no one knows.”
"There are many things you can get at the Continental Hotel, including money, power, and even women. But after joining the Continental Hotel, there is no turning back. If you want to escape, you can only complete the mission, but to achieve the mission, you need help, and The killers of the Continental Hotel always only care about rewards and not favors... Contracts and blood debts, even if I successfully leave, sooner or later I will be found by those old friends who are collecting debts."
"After being bound by the rules, try every means to break free of the shackles. In the end, you will find that you just escaped to a bigger cage." John said meaningfully, "I promised Helen that I would not step into that world again... …But my biggest shortcoming is that I can’t bear it.”
"So are you ready?" Chen Yan slammed the floor and responded.
"The best way to solve trouble is to get rid of the person who caused the trouble... That's it." John raised his hand to stop Chen Yan from continuing to smash, and pulled out the huge suitcase from under the floor with difficulty, and said He made a joke from hell, "Viggo and I are old friends...but this time, I guess he will fight to the death."
The suitcase is open.
On the right side, a large number of Continental Hotel's gold coins reflected light, dazzling Chen Yan's eyes. He estimated that there were at least 500 coins.
On the left side, there are four pistols, four grenades, and a tactical dagger, without even a spare magazine.
John randomly took out a dozen gold coins, thought for a moment, took out a pistol with a flash suppressor, and closed the suitcase.
"Is one handful enough?" Chen Yan smiled slightly.
"Maybe." John said noncommittally.
"Dingling bells ringing bells~~~"
The extension phone in the basement rang a sharp ring. Chen Yan and John looked at each other. John stood up and walked to the phone and picked up the receiver.
"Hello, John."
A heartfelt greeting.
"I heard about your lover, I'm sorry..." Vigo's voice trembled a little, "My condolences."
John listened quietly and did not reply.
"..."
Vigo seemed to be brewing emotions, and then he let out a long sigh: "This seems to be fate, or chance...or maybe it's just damn bad luck that we meet again."
"John?" There was no reply from the other party, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on Vigo's forehead. "Let's not be driven by our bad nature...let's handle things like a civilized person, okay?"
"Tell me, is Joseph at your place?"
"Yeah..." Finally, John spoke, as always, low and hoarse.
"...Did you kill him?" Vigo was silent for two seconds and then asked with some uncertainty.
"No..." John said it very seriously this time, because it was really not him who did it, but if Chen Yan hadn't come to the rescue today, maybe he would have done it much more cruelly than Chen Yan.
"...I know you never lie, John. But my son had a conflict with you, and I have never regretted giving birth to him as much as I do today." Vigo's voice became a little deeper, and he was holding back his heart. "But I only have one son. Even if he is a bastard, he can't just die... I hope you understand, John."
"I understand." John said coldly.
"Click."
The phone call was forcibly hung up.
In the Russian gang's stronghold, Vigo threw his cell phone aside, put his hands on the table, and sighed.
Joseph died, at the home of John Wick. And John never lies. In other words, John really didn't do anything. But, except for John, no one had a reason to take action against Joseph.
Regardless of whether there is that mysterious third party, Joseph's revenge must be avenged. Just because this damn thing is his heir.
Even if he needs to vent his anger on the "Night Demon", he must do it. After all... the "Night Demon" is just a mortal person.
"Get your manpower ready." Vigo slowly turned around and spoke to the cadre sitting behind him on the sofa.
"How many more people?" The cadre frowned slightly and said with a wry smile.
Vigo looked at the cadre and spoke seriously:
"How many people do you have?"