Thomas Austin is the boss of the Chicago Mafia. According to John, this man's strength is roughly equivalent to that of Viggo Tarasov, who was killed by him before. It's just because the latter is in New York, where there are too many gangsters, that Vigo seems to be one of them.
Thomas was in a panic at this moment, almost as panicked as Santino.
He thought John Wick had no chance with him. After all, he was in Chicago and John was in New York. But then some of his men took photos by the lake and saw John with an Oriental. It was really pie in the sky. After all, there is a reward of 10 million, and even if he is a gangster, he will still make money for a long time. This is God's mercy, allowing him to pick up the money.
So he sent his men to pick up the money without hesitation, and also updated the news to the Continental Hotel. Although he thought it was just picking up money, John Wick was a legend who had been famous for many years after all. Although he thought it was a bit exaggerated, he still had to be careful. After all, no one would joke with his own life.
He told the news to the Continental Hotel, and the hidden killers in Chicago would also be dispatched, which increased the success rate of siege and killing John. He consciously knows it very clearly, and his principle is to pick up as much as he can, and forget about it if he can't pick it up.
But he still underestimated the strength of John Wick, or the strength of the Easterners who were with John, because he clearly discovered that the famous John Wick was actually based on this unknown Easterner.
He looked at John standing at the door with a gun on guard, and then looked at the oriental man in front of him smoking a cigarette and drinking the 20-year-old Louis XIII brandy he had hidden.
He showed an ugly smile: "Sir, please allow me to express my apology. The High Table is above all else. Mr. Wick is offered a reward of 10 million knives. If I discover his whereabouts but do not take any action, then I will You will still be sanctioned. Because this is the most advanced reward, the mainland hotel must kill you. Ordinary killers don’t have to do it. As long as you don’t provide help, no one will pursue it. But the forces in a place like ours have no chance to resist. Yes, something must be done.”
This is the bar that belongs to Thomas, with a wonderful striptease show, the loud music covers up the sound of gunfire, and the alcohol numbs their eyes, allowing them to still enjoy themselves without emotion.
Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "Thomas, you are right. I understand your difficulties, but don't say your apology with your mouth, you have to show it with actions. For example, John's life is worth 10 million now, then...oh, Sorry, let me check the text messages on my phone.”
Taking out his cell phone and taking a look at it, Wang Yan turned back to look at the alert John Wick and said hello: "Hey, John, let me tell you some good news. Now you don't have to worry about me lying to you. Because I have also been offered a reward. And your bounty has been increased by five million. I am the same as you. Our lives are both worth fifteen million. It seems that they have received the news that we attacked the laboratory. This should be the anger from the Locke family."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in his hand rang. He had to give an apologetic look to Thomas, who was bruised and swollen across from him, and then answered the phone: "Adi, do you want to trade me for fifteen hundred now?" Ten thousand?"
"You're a damn liar."
"Who is not? But what I said about fighting against the high table seems to be true now. I wonder if you will stand by and watch, or choose 15 million, or join in?"
Adi was silent for a moment and said: "Wang, there is no way for you and John to survive. You dared to attack the Locke family's laboratory and kill the experimenters. This is unforgivable. There is no way they will let you go."
"So, Addy, are you calling me just to talk nonsense? Or is Winston right next to you and they're locating our location?"
"Oh, King, I'm sorry."
As Adi's apologetic voice sounded, Winston's confident bass came: "Wang, I think we should have met in the hotel bar, but I didn't realize that you were special at that time, or you were hiding it. That's great. Jonathan is a good friend, a good husband, and a good man. If I guess correctly, Santino's matter has a lot to do with you, Wang. You led him to a path that leads to The hellish path of death.”
"Winston, to be honest, I think you are pretty good. If you figure it out in the future, we can cooperate. As for the positioning, there is no need to bother. We are now in friendly contact with Thomas at Thomas' bar. . Next, we will cross more than 3,400 kilometers, from Chicago to San Francisco, I am waiting for you. That’s it.”
After they left the laboratory, they were chased and intercepted. It took a long time to kill all the killers who were pestering them. After changing cars, they completely got rid of the tracking and came here.
After that, Wang Yan hung up the phone and turned off the phone. Then he got up and touched the body on the ground, found a mobile phone, wiped the blood stains on it, and then sat down in front of Thomas again.
"Thomas, let's continue the topic. Now John's life is worth ten million, so how much do you think your life is worth?"
"Life is priceless, and I don't think mine is cheap. But I'm sorry, sir, I can only afford $20 million. This is all the cash I can afford at the moment."
"Very good, you are smarter than Santino." Wang Yan took out the computer, played with it for a while, and pushed it in front of him, "Please, Thomas. You also heard that our position has been exposed. Your actions It’s best to be quick, I don’t want to lose track of my account.”
"Of course, sir, I will definitely cooperate."
Thomas entered the account with a trembling finger, verified his identity, and entered the transfer amount. He repeated this three times before he collected 20 million dollars and transferred it to Wang Yan's account.
Wang Yan crackled at the computer for a while. He created a money laundering program that kept jumping around the world. This money would soon become an inconspicuous bit in the vast ocean of running data of many banks. It basically operates fully automatically and is eventually integrated into his many real accounts.
After operating for a while, he took out the Desert Eagle from his arms with satisfaction, and with Thomas' horrified eyes, shot him to death. Both of their rifles were out of ammunition, and now they only had pistols. Of course, he also kept a rifle in the space, which was reserved for surprise.
"We have 80 million now."
John Wick came over and poured himself a glass of wine to drink, and then said: "That also requires a life flower. You told Winston our destination, the pursuit along the way, and San Francisco The dragnet set up is not so easy to break through."
"Even if you don't tell him, they can guess it by looking at our trajectory all the way west. The result is the same." Wang Yan picked up the keys of a small Mercedes Benz on the table and simply turned around and left, "Let's go. Be faster. I have to say that the security situation in the United States is really bad. These killers dare to openly attack us. But your government doesn't seem to exist."
"This is the rule of the world, King. It is the same even in other countries. Even if ordinary people see it, their information cannot be sent out. It's just that we made too much trouble this time, which is rare here. I think it’s the Locke family who are trying their best, they don’t want to see us alive.”
John took another greedy sip of wine before following Wang Yan and leaving. He was now sure that Wang Yan was really stronger than him. Until now, Wang Yan's hair on the side of his head was not even messy, but his long hair seemed to have been washed. This was the difference.
After leaving the door, Wang Yan pressed the car key and saw a black S-Class parked at the door, which fit Thomas' identity as a Chicago gangster leader.
Before getting in the car, he killed two killers who were crazy about money and money with two shots. With John Wick driving, the two of them sped away, aiming for San Francisco...
In fact, there aren't many killers left in Chicago. The two of them had a very uneven journey and killed a lot of people. It is impossible for a city to have so many killers. The dozens of people tonight came from the surrounding area.
If there really were so many lawless gangsters, America would have become a truly free country long ago, the government would have been overthrown, and the plutocrats would have been killed. Being rich has always been the fastest way to get rich. Not to mention a family with a history of hundreds of years, even a family with a history of thousands of years, a bullet to the head would be fatal.
Most of the rest are gangsters who show their loyalty to the dead ghost Thomas. So when the two of them left, except for the occasional recognition of the car, the rest of the time was very quiet.
The two of them took turns driving all the way without much rest. Along the journey of more than 3,400 kilometers, there were constant attacks. Not eating well, not sleeping well, nothing good.
Because it takes time for the High Table organization to siege and kill, the initial pursuit was not very intense. They were just scattered killers who received the news along the way. They waited in the lounge area and would strike as night fell.
However, because of Thomas's lessons, the gangsters along the way have basically disappeared. The wealth of the United States is mainly concentrated on the east and west coasts, and to a lesser extent in the northern region. The development of gangs is greatly affected by urban development. The population is not enough, the economy is underdeveloped, and it cannot support many gangsters. The gangs in many places are insignificant. Compared with the gangs in other big cities, they are basically no different from beggars. Most of them run some gambling and pornographic establishments, and sell some drugs by the way, barely making ends meet.
This is also the case, even if they have the intention, they dare not move. Especially after the gangs of hooligans from two places failed to keep up at the beginning, they ran to the highway service area and gathered hundreds of people to have a shootout with Wang Yan and the others.
In this case, it is definitely not true that all these hundreds of people were killed, then the matter would be serious. Moreover, the fighting will of these ragtag groups is not enough to support them in fighting to the last man. In fact, after killing more than twenty people, the remaining men laid down their arms and surrendered. Wang Yan accepted their surrender graciously and left many people to collect the bodies.
Then he took the traitor directly to their boss's house, pulled him off the bed, and successfully gained five million US dollars, as well as the gang power of a small city.
With lessons learned from the past, people behind will not dare to move. They are not lone killers, and they do not have the conditions to fight thousands of miles away. Of course, it's not that they didn't escape, that was the second gangster leader who dared to surround and kill them. He was chased by Wang Yan for more than 200 kilometers, but he finally got seven million US dollars and took in a younger brother.
Of course, there is no control now. After all, they are also being hunted. They have to wait until they survive...
John controlled the car and drove slowly to the rest area on the side of the road. He suddenly stepped on the brakes. He sighed inexplicably tiredly and turned his head to look at Wang Yan, the co-pilot who looked careless: "Can we really come out on top? ?”
Looking at the many dozens of combatants in the distance illuminated by the headlights who were neatly dressed in combat equipment, with their faces covered, and even wearing night vision goggles, there were also many Asian faces without helmets and masks, and further away There is a short-haired woman wearing a coat.
Wang Yan smiled and took out two Desert Eagles: "John, what you should do now is to press on the accelerator and rush to the supermarket. Only then will we have room to fight, otherwise we will be living targets. "
John Wick let out a long breath, his face suddenly changed into a ferocious expression, he stepped on the accelerator hard, and rushed straight towards the armed men there. At the same time, dozens of people pulled the triggers and fired bullets wildly at the damaged Mercedes-Benz S.
Wang Yan and John bent down in a tacit understanding. Although the car was bulletproof, it obviously did not reach such a high level of protection. With such a dense number of bullets, the windshield glass would soon shatter.
It was also at this time that John relied on his feelings to control the car in a perfect drift and turned to the other side of the hotel, in a blind spot. Before the car had even stopped, Wang Yan and John rushed out of the car, broke the floor-to-ceiling glass on the side and entered the supermarket with a large seating area.
At almost the same time, dozens of people from outside rushed in. They wanted to cover it with firepower immediately and kill 30 million people suddenly.
By this time, Wang Yan had found a solid load-bearing wall, and he saw the opportunity and started to fight back. This time, because the opponent was well-armed, he could no longer hit the head. He tried to hit the neck, but because of the assault tactical posture, the protection was very tight, and it was more difficult than a headshot.
As for John Wick, a reckless man, seeing that the bullets could not break through the defense, he had already begun to engage in close combat with the attackers.
Wang Yan shook his head, casually passed over a sudden enemy, stuffed the gun into his neck and shot him. Then he held up the collar on the back of his neck to block the person in front of him, and started hitting their gun-holding hand one by one.
These people wore tactical gloves with half of their fingers exposed. Although they had certain protective capabilities, they were obviously useless against the large-caliber Desert Eagle ammunition.
At the same time, he still had space. When he ran out of bullets, he could just dodge with his hands, put on a show, and then turn around and start shooting again. The Desert Eagle is very powerful. Basically, if you hit it, your hand will be damaged. Some were hit on the back of the hand, and some just broke their fingers. Adrenaline allowed them to ignore the pain for a short period of time, but the hand that fired the gun was a sharp hand. They didn't feel whether it was working or not, but Wang Yan was aware of the madness.
John was much better at this point, because he had already gone outside with seven or eight people. Wang Yan was the only one in the room who was being shot at from close range.
Wang Yan alone, with a Desert Eagle, was able to defeat the remaining dozens of people and prevent them from advancing. This continued for several minutes, and most of the people had been beaten by Wang Yan. Then he rushed out with a human shield and also started a close fight.
However, unlike John Wick rolling around on the ground or playing jujitsu with others, Wang Yan would not give others a chance to encounter him.
In the dark supermarket, after kicking the human shield away, Wang Yan grabbed the barrel of a gun and pulled the person over. He simply put the gun to his neck with his right hand and shot him. Then he plunged into dozens of people, not giving them room to shoot. Use one hand to dig into someone's neck and collar, and the other hand to shoot to break the defense. At the same time, in order to prevent someone from jumping on his body or having his legs blocked, he had to constantly step on his feet, kick his legs to the side, and from time to time send out a kick that would cut off all his descendants. Occasionally, he would have to lean against him and knock people away, creating a large space for moving around.
There is no doubt that this is extremely dangerous because these people are either armed with guns or knives. But it was indeed very satisfying. Wang Yan had not carried out such a large-scale killing for a long time.
These people are indeed quite capable. They have all undergone long-term organized training, and their operations are coordinated. They should all be formed by some veterans and the like, similar to a special operations team. From a normal perspective, these people must have done work similar to mercenaries. In short, they have not left the battlefield and still retain their fighting consciousness.
People are very strange. Some can remember things for a lifetime, while others cannot. The same principle applies to fighting. It doesn't mean that you will fight in the future just because you were able to fight in the past. Because of the action of time, muscles have been dissipated and fighting skills have been forgotten. This is the significance of various actual combat drills of the army. Not only must we constantly sum up experience in large-scale tactics and strategies, but soldiers must also develop combat instincts.
However, these people were not impressive enough in front of Wang Yan, but they had to go through a lot of trouble. There were inevitably some blood stains on their bodies, but their hair styles were still intact.
When he finally broke the limbs of a little Japanese, Wang Yan aimed his cold gun at the little Japanese's unprotected bald head. The reason why it is determined to be Little Japan is because this bald man once had a decisive battle with John Wick.
"You are so strong. My idol used to be Mr. Wick, and from now on it will be you. I will wait for you." The bald little Japanese endured the pain of broken limbs and grinned an ugly smile.
Wang Yan raised his eyebrows with a smile: "For the sake of your talkativeness, I decided to let you live a little longer and feel the pain."
After that, he shot little Japan in the stomach.
At this time, John Wick, whose face was covered in blood, limped in with a gun in hand. The blood on his face was from being beaten. Looking at the corpses on the ground, he was indifferent. He had long known the gap between him and Wang Yan. Even if he had undergone genetic modification, the strength of his bones and muscles had increased, which had led to a corresponding increase in his body's response ability. In Wang Yan's case, There is not enough to see in front of you.
He nodded to Wang Yan, indicating that he was fine. Ignoring Wang Yan, he went straight to the warehouse and took out two bottles of mineral water, threw one to Wang Yan, and then sat there and drank heavily.
Wang Yan drank water, lit another cigarette, and looked at the short-haired woman standing outside the door who was wearing high heels, long jewelry hanging on her ears, and a proud face. From the beginning to the end, this woman was calm. Stand aside and watch the show.
This woman is the judge who belongs directly to the High Table. Little Japan, who was lying on the ground regretting his talk and feeling his death, was just listening to her orders. These people should belong to the law enforcement team of the High Table. Their force maintains the authority of the High Table. In the original show, it was this woman who presided over the hunt for John Wick. At the end, another marquis was replaced. They do not obey the Presbyterian Church. They are both equals. They serve a higher-level consortium.
Wang Yan blew out the smoke and asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to run?"
The woman looked unconcerned: "No need, you won't kill me, right?"
There was a bang of a gunshot, and the woman stumbled to the ground. Looking at her shattered knees, she gritted her teeth and remained silent, but the flashing eyes in her eyes also showed her panic.
It's not that she doesn't want to run, it's that she can't run. The force used this time was very strong. These people were all elites raised by the High Table. They were brought to the battlefield to fight in groups, enough to fight a local war with a thousand-man army. With such strength, he was killed by Wang Yan and John Wick.
Of course she thought about escaping, but when she thought that Wang Yan could drive more than 200 kilometers to chase and kill an insignificant gangster leader in such a critical situation, she gave up the idea of escape.
Pretending, who are you talking to? Wang Yan sneered and said, "How should I call you?"
"Tayana Brandi."
"Okay, Ms. Brandi. I heard that you represent the consortium. Call the person you can contact. I need to talk to him."
Tayana was very cooperative. She had already had a premonition of death, but she didn't want to die in pain like that bald little Japanese. Enduring the pain of her broken knee, she took out her cell phone from her pocket, operated it a few times and called her superior. After saying a few words, she handed the phone to Wang Yan.
"Hello, how should I call you?" Wang Yan asked again about the title. Unlike Tayana, who was slumped on the ground and resisting the pain, this person's name was more important. He wanted to know who to look for. Settlement of accounts.
"Clayton Locke." A reply came from the phone. Before Wang Yan could speak, he continued, "Wang, I have to admit that you are more powerful than we expected. I want to ask you, how do you plan to end it? Woolen cloth?"
"This is not my problem, but something you should think about. How it ends is up to you, not me. If you continue to hunt, then dear Mr. Locke, I will continue to kill. But there is one thing I want to remind you. , keep the struggle in the underground world, so that I can walk in the sun. If the police and the army start to get involved, believe me, that is definitely not a scene you want to see."
"Of course, Wang, this is what we have been doing. I am very curious, why did you attack our laboratory and copy all the data? Or are you from the Chinese government?"
"I think now you have checked in many ways and know all my information. And I am making such a big fuss now. Do you think this is what a person who works for the country should do? I just want to improve myself very simply. Ability, maybe you have analyzed my combat effectiveness from various corpses and surveillance everywhere. There is no doubt that I am a strong person. But I think it is not strong enough. After hearing about what you have mastered, I really want to Do your own research.”
Clayton smiled. Although he thought Wang Yan might have become insane due to martial arts training, he still expressed his approval: "It's good to fight for your ideals. Wang, I want to thank you for not destroying those materials. Knowing you have great computer skills you could do this, but you don't."
"This is my kindness to you."
This was indeed left behind intentionally by Wang Yan. He had invested almost a hundred years and invested countless resources to achieve this result. This was not a matter of money, but of precious time. Although they may have some backups, it is impossible to back up all the data over the years. If it is really destroyed, then what will be destroyed is the Locke family's time on this research. In fantasy terms, it’s called cutting off the past.
"Thanks."
Clayton thanked him again and said, "Wang, I know you are going to San Francisco. Now it seems that our power in San Francisco cannot kill you. After that, we will have to figure out how to end it. I heard Before that, you even wanted to go to the Locke family manor to find out who your friends were. And recently, the Pentagon has been invaded. I think this is what you did, and you may even have the technology to mobilize missiles.
And you have shown great fighting power along the way, so I have no doubt whether you have the ability to come in front of me and point a gun at my head to make friends with me.
I know you are restraining yourself, and you don’t want things to turn into something we don’t want to see. So I want to know, what is your ultimate request, and Mr. Wick's? Is it those experimental data? "
"It seems you touched Ms. Antonio?"
"No, we did not sanction her. We just found your call records. Although you erased the information and data she sent to Mr. Wick, she still took the initiative to tell us."
"I did do it for those project materials. As I said before, everything I did was to become stronger. Of course, the reason why I left China was because I wanted to get rich and have more money than I could spend in my lifetime. Money. Mr. Wick wants freedom. He doesn't want to be bound by the rules of the High Table. He wants to be himself, and of course he also needs endless money. So are you willing to give me a copy of all the information? Or should I go to Europe after going to San Francisco?
You also know that I am restraining myself and not attacking you people. Otherwise, after leaving Chicago, I would not have gone to San Francisco, but would have returned to New York and sat in the Locke family estate. You know, a lot of people want to see you die. There will always be someone to sort out any subsequent troubles for me. "
"Yes, Mr. Wang, you are right. The world will not be in chaos just because someone is missing. Many people are happy to see the demise of the Locke family, so we are also restrained and do not want to turn things into a mess. It’s expanded to the point where it can’t be ended. So, Wang, let’s let it all end in San Francisco, what do you think?”
"Very well, let's see."
After saying that, Wang Yan threw the phone aside, looked at Tayana and said with a smile: "I hope you transfer all the money to my account and then die. I wonder if you have any objection to this matter?"
Tayana smiled miserably and shook her head: "I just hope there will be no pain."
Wang Yan walked to the car that was damaged by bullets, took out the computer from the car mat in the back seat, operated it for a while and put it in front of Tayana. After she cooperated with the transfer, he gave her a friendly smile and shot her in the head.
Turning to look at John Wick, who was sitting there breathing heavily for a rest, Wang Yan said: "Everything will end in San Francisco."
John Wick nodded, raised the corners of his mouth, and gave a smile: "I thought we were really going to Europe and attacking laboratories everywhere."
"Now, this is the limit of what they can bear." Wang Yan laughed, "They don't dare to let us go, they are afraid..."
Thanks to (LEO～RYAN) (SINCERE) (Barrel Sight) (Circle Er Yao Ye Cried) (Tian Shang Po Jun) (Song Wenci) (Long Kong Wang) (Still) three big brothers for their continued support.
I would like to express my daily gratitude to the good brothers who vote monthly for their support.
Thank you to all the brothers who recommended me for your support,
Thanks to the big brothers who read silently for their support.
(End of chapter)
