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Luke looked at the movable palms and nodded with satisfaction: It's almost done.
The more he becomes familiar with the intelligence information and the more he imitates his various mannerisms and language, then he should go talk to the Night Stalker Killer.
He will give the other party an irresistible condition to ensure that both parties can negotiate a "transfer agreement."
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In New Jersey, John Wick poured dog food into the dog bowl at his feet. Looking at the dog that came from the animal rescue shelter, he couldn't help but stroke its square head.
This dog is very good.
It hardly barks, just plays by itself in the house, and can understand many commands.
After a few days, John felt that his mood was much better, at least not as difficult as he imagined.
Most of the physical injuries have recovered, only some wounds are still aching, but full recovery will only take less than a week.
After a simple breakfast, he went into the basement and cleaned up the cement fragments.
Then, he slowly sorted out the various equipment and mainland gold coins and put them back into the big box.
Closing the box, he pushed it back into the pit and smoothed the ground with cement again.
However, he felt a little uneasy in his heart: When will the next time be? Can I really quit?
As night fell, John smoothed the basement floor and began to throw several large bags of garbage outside the door so that professional garbage recycling companies could take them away.
After opening the door and taking a few steps, three black cars were driving over from a short distance away.
When he put down the garbage, one of the cars happened to park on the roadside not far from him. The back door opened, a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped out, and a white man about thirty years old got out of the car.
Seeing this man, John¡¯s face remained calm, but his heart sank: The idea this morning seemed to be becoming a reality.
The man stretched out his hand: "Long time no see, John."
John hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to shake it: "Long time no see, Santino!"
Santino: ¡°Can I come in and sit down?¡±
John turned around silently.
More than ten minutes later, John looked at the silver badge in front of him: "Go find someone else."
Santino, who was sitting opposite him, laughed: "John, the emblem is not an insignificant thing. It represents one person's solemn promise to another person. Under the certification of a blood oath, it must be completed."
Having said this, Santino shook the badge with bloody fingerprints in his hand again, placed it gently on the coffee table, and landed on the table with a click.
Then, he pressed it with his fingers and slowly pushed it towards John.
The metal badge rubbed against the wooden surface of the coffee table, making a slight creaking sound, which was a bit harsh.
Looking at the silver badge that came back to him, John struggled in his heart and finally shook his head: "I'm not that person anymore." He reached out and pushed the badge back.
Santino looked angry, picked up the silver badge, opened the cover on the back, revealing a bloody fingerprint inside and faced John: "John, without my help that night, you couldn't complete the exit mission. You Strictly speaking, this house, this life, and everything you have now are all given to you by me. You can have all this because of it. You have no right to refuse it."
Looking at John who was struggling, he pulled out an ugly smile: "Now, are you willing to listen to the content of the mission?"
John¡¯s expression changed, but he still made a decision in his heart and was ready to stick to his idea.
At this time, a weak voice came from his ear: "Promise him that I can help you solve this problem."
John¡¯s expression changed, and his peripheral vision quickly swept across the room.
"Promise him. Anyway, if you don't promise him, won't you stop talking? So what if you don't keep talking again!" The weak voice said with ridicule.
John finally couldn't help but look around, including Santino in front of him.
His behavior made Santino frown and look around the living room: "What's wrong?"
John turned back and looked at him: "Did you not hear anything just now, like someone talking?"
Santino¡¯s face was full of displeasure: ¡°No. John, are you trying to escape the blood oath by pretending to be crazy?¡±
John struggled in his heart for a moment, but the combination of Santino, the badge, and the mysterious voice finally made him give in: "I agree."
Santino was stunned for a moment, and then he looked happy.
He really didn¡¯t want to break up with John if he didn¡¯t have to.
This guy nicknamed Night Devil is a monster, and he needs the other party's action now.
Now that John has taken the initiative to agree, that is the best result.
¡°I want you to kill someone,¡± Santino said.
What can John say? What he is best at in his life is killing people: "Who?"
"My sister." Santino said solemnly.
John¡¯s heart beat suddenly, he didn¡¯t expect this answer.
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Ten minutes later, Santino walked out of John's house and said goodbye to him with a smile: "I'm waiting for your good news, John."
John remained silent, just nodded slightly and watched the three cars leave.
Closing the door and walking back to the living room, he glanced around: "What do you want?"
A dark figure came out of the passage from the bedroom: "I want everything from John Wick."
John squinted his eyes and saw a mask emerging from the shadows, with two raised mustaches and a grinning mouth forming a strange smile.
A piece of information flashed through his mind, and he said in disbelief: "v?"
Luke looked at him with interest: "Winston told you? Not many people in the Continental Hotel know this name."
John quickly suppressed the shock in his heart: "What do you want?"
Luke chuckled: "As I said, I want John Wick. In other words, I want your name, appearance and identity to enter the Continental Hotel."
John could no longer maintain his composure: "What do you want to do?"
He had heard from Winston that the smiling man V killed one hundred and twenty-six industry veterans in one go, and even left a statue of himself suspected of being V as proof.
? ? ? vPerhaps one of the most powerful killers after him.
It¡¯s also for this reason that he hasn¡¯t done anything yet.
With the legendary strength of V, it is unlikely that he will survive a deliberate sneak attack.
But the other party just came out and had no intention of hiding. It was obviously not to kill him.
Luke walked to the seat where Santino had been sitting before and sat down: "Sit down and let's talk slowly. I will make an offer you can't refuse."
John slowly sat down: "What do you want?"
A moment later, John¡¯s exclamation came: ¡°This is impossible!¡±
Crackling!
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Bang bang ding dong!
There was a sound of items being overturned and broken.
"ah!"
"shxt!"
"Hua Q! Ah~"
The sound suddenly stopped, and the room was silent again.
Ten minutes later, Luke left the villa invisible and couldn't help but sigh: "I said I can't refuse, so I can't refuse. So what if you don't want to?"
In the basement, a big hole appeared again in the cement floor that had just been sealed but not yet dry, and the big box inside disappeared without a trace.
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