John Wick also killed many people in the original. So far, the number of people Wang Yan has killed in this world cannot compare with the number of people killed by John Wick in the original show.
But it's the same killing, but it's different. John Wick has traveled around the world, and they are now in America. Run from New York to Chicago, and then fight all the way from Chicago to San Francisco. Most of the killers along the way were killed by the two of them.
Moreover, Wang Yan always showed a relaxed and carefree way of killing enemies. Although he was occasionally hit by bullets, it was obvious that it had no impact on John Wick, and it would have no impact on him at all. At best, it was just a slight frown, and if he moved, he would lose.
The destructive power he displayed was many times greater than John's.
As Clayton said, he can really control missile launches with computer technology, just like in some movies, it just takes some effort. There are different procedures for launching missiles. He may not be able to control all missiles, but it is still no problem to launch a few regular ones and listen to the sound.
The computer technology he mastered, although not divorced from reality, was far ahead of its time. He studied computers in every world where he had enough time, and this was his goal to this day. After hundreds of years of back and forth research, if he didn't have this technology, it would be in vain.
So really speaking, he is actually an undefined terrorist, one that is really terrifying.
This is what the consortium behind the High Table is worried about. After all, they don't want to really drive a madman with super destructive power even crazier, so that no one will be better off if they both die together.
Wang Yan actually didn't want to really kill him, because he would definitely survive, but he didn't know whether John would survive. Of course, this is because those financial groups are sensible now, otherwise he would really have to destroy two families to achieve his goal.
He said that confronting and overthrowing the High Table was not a joke, it was really what he wanted to do. If he doesn't fight, how can John retire peacefully and enjoy life. If John can't retire peacefully, how can he complete his mission?
And now, the reason why everything ends in San Francisco is that it depends on hard power. Either they die or they perish. He couldn't continue to scare others with something that was nearly impossible. Although he has proved that he does have this ability, whether he has used it or not is another matter. This is similar to the story of the boy who cried wolf.
Therefore, he also wants to use an impossible victory to let people see his strength. It is very important to let those people realize that he has the ability to let them die even without resorting to the same method of death. This is also the basis for his ability to have peaceful dialogue with those who have higher aspirations than their own.
Wang Yan and John bought some bread and dried meat from the supermarket shelves, and ate and drank mineral water to replenish their exhausted energy.
At this moment, the mobile phone that was thrown on the ground not far away rang, and it was a text message reminder. Wang Yan walked over, picked it up, took a look, and said to John with a smile: "Our worth has increased again, now it is 50 million per person."
"What good news." Thinking of the upcoming desperate battle, John also had a rare sense of humor. He said, "We will win, right?"
"John, relax. The freedom you're looking for, you know, I mean real freedom, is here in San Francisco. As long as we're the last ones standing, then we've succeeded. From now on, we can keep the money. Live a stable life, I will do research, you enjoy life, John, you can't always dwell on the past, maybe you should think about what kind of person your new wife should be.
Of course, before that, we should also consider where we should settle down in the future. Considering that they are not trustworthy, we should stay away. It cannot be an island, there must be land for us to retreat to. There must also be good public security there, and the economy must not develop too poorly. Is there a place you want to visit? "
John Wick thought for a while and asked: "China?"
"Do you think what the two of us are doing is popular? Besides, it's too late for me to cut off the relationship now, so how can I go back? You know, whether we work for the country or not, has a huge impact on us."
Hearing Wang Yan's words, John nodded clearly and ate unconsciously. He thought for a while and said, "What do you think of Greece? Athens?"
"It's a developed country, it has history and culture, and the climate is not bad. Okay, that's it. After the things here are over, I will go to Athens and start a new life there."
Wang Yan clapped his hands and approved John's proposal.
Raising the bounty only stimulates more people to work hard. As for which one of them is more expensive, it doesn't really matter. Because Wang Yan is dead, John Wick must die. But with John dead and Wang Yan alive, the high table has finally regained some face.
But if John Wick is really dead, Wang Yanke will really let them see what madness is...
After eating and taking a short rest, they randomly found a Hummer and checked it outside. After confirming that there were no bombs or anything like that, the two got in the car and continued to set off.
They had walked half the way. After this battle, the rest of the journey was very quiet, and no one came to seek death. The same was true. Wang Yan and John Wick were walking around. The previous fatigue was gone and the energy was restored.
They stayed at the last rest area after entering San Francisco for half a day, had enough to eat and drink, and then entered San Francisco in the afternoon.
As soon as they entered, they could clearly feel the difference. There were many cars following behind them. This is not the center of San Francisco, it's just a suburb, and there shouldn't be so many cars at this time. Obviously, these are here to kill them.
They did not stop, but went all the way to the area north of San Francisco. This is considered an industrial area, with factories of all sizes nearby. And what they were going to was a body armor manufacturing factory. There are production lines and laboratories here. The material for bulletproof suits comes from here.
However, Wang Yan just drove around here and parked the car outside an adjacent electronics factory.
Since Clayton has already found out about the situation from Gianna, he must also know why Wang Yan came to San Francisco. So this final battle site is actually the production factory of body armor.
How could San Francisco, as the central city of the western United States, allow a group of killers who never see the sun to start a large-scale gun battle in the city, so they didn't fight in the real city at all.
To be on the safe side, Wang Yan did not choose a factory for body armor. He was a latecomer. Who knew if there were bombs inside? It would be better to find another place. As for whether there would be trouble in the shootout in the electronics factory, that was none of his business. It was all a problem for the Locke family to solve. Just like when they came here, there were constantly professional teams collecting corpses from behind.
As time goes by, the sun sets in the west and the sky becomes darker. Cars kept coming this way, and people kept coming here. The road, which usually has many people commuting to and from get off work, suddenly became congested.
At this time, those who dare to come here are all players who think they have a few tricks up their sleeves. Otherwise, they would not dare to come here at all. Anyone who is blocked here will have to be shot at least three times. They are all ruthless people.
Seeing the street lights turn on, Wang Yan said to John Wick, who was looking at the crowd in a daze, wondering what he was thinking: "It looks like there are hundreds of people, please ensure your own safety and don't fall at the last moment. "
John Wick said nothing, only nodded silently. He would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. In his trance, he even saw his late wife calling him. But he also has expectations. He has been to Athens before, and it seems that it would be good to live there again...
Wang Yan didn't care, he just got out of the car with the gun in his hand. Now he is taking the previous winnings, all of which are HK416.
Gunfights are not the same thing as hand-to-hand combat. After all, to fire a bullet, all it takes is a slight tap on the trigger. To kill someone, you need to use a lot of force. This is a factory, with workshops, office buildings, and a lot of moving space. Although the atmosphere is indeed depressing, that's really all. You will definitely have to get shot, but the intensity of the battle is still far inferior to that of hand-to-hand combat.
Wang Yan's physical fitness is now several times stronger than that of ordinary people. He can't fight in a battle where one person beats hundreds of people. If he didn't have a gun, he would run away immediately.
John Wick did the same. He got out of the car and followed Wang Yan with a gun, and the two of them walked into the factory.
After they entered the factory, the silent people on the street suddenly took action. They divided from all directions, surrounded the factory, and pressed in.
A few minutes later, a crisp gunshot broke the solemn atmosphere here and turned into a real killing. Since the first gunshot, the gunfire never stopped...
Just as gunfire was raging inside, more than a dozen cars arrived again. The difference was that this time, most of them had Asian faces, and many of them looked like Lian Jiazi. Holding a gun and carrying a knife, he has a different spirit.
They didn't stay longer at the door and rushed in, killing a few cowards who were timid and trying to escape on the way. They rushed into the office building and joined in the siege and killing of Wang Yan.
Yes, it was to surround and kill Wang Yan. As things have developed so far, John Wick has long been an unimportant little character. Although he is also a legendary figure who has been famous for a long time, compared to the harm caused by Wang Yan, John Wick's destructive power is far inferior.
The foreign devil talked to Wang Yan on the phone. On the surface, he was very gentlemanly and had the temperament of a big shot, but in private, he was already cursing hysterically. Self-cultivation is relative. Offended them, all kinds of Fake...
After those Asian faces entered, more than 20 cars came. This time, the people who got off the car were dressed in the same tactical and armed attire as those who had previously blocked them in the rest area. There were another hundred or so people. They moved very quickly. After getting off the bus, they went directly into the factory and acted in groups. Instead of going in, they blocked all exits.
Anyone who escaped was shot to death randomly, and anyone who fell from the stairs was shot again if he was not completely dead. They didn't communicate, they just stood there in a cold silence.
There is no use entering the battlefield too early. Although this office building is large, it will be very crowded when used for combat. After firing a lot of shots, I finally found out that it was one of my own people who shot...
But the actual situation in the building was not like this. Wang Yan and John Wick were on the top floor. John was guarding the stairs on the far side, while Wang Yan simply carried a human shield and shot a headshot with a gun.
The battle only lasted a few minutes, and there was already no place to set foot in the corridor. And Wang Yan was still on the offensive side. He was in the corridor, one person at a time, pressing down on those people with one shot.
The scene in the corridor was extremely horrific. There were corpses on the ground, and the walls and ceiling were covered in blood. Wang Yan fought his way out of the bloody road, with a smile still on his lips, like a devil killed out of hell.
Due to the limited space and the intensity of the battle, he almost cleaned his suit and leather shoes all the way, but finally they were stained with blood.
Just like that, the whole building fell silent. Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of hurried footsteps going away. Not long after, a gunshot was heard outside the building. After a while, the building fell into dead silence again.
John Wick, who was also covered in blood, collapsed on the ground and let out a sigh of relief. He was different from Wang Yan. The blood on Wang Yan's body came up. The blood on his body came up because he was fighting with people rolling on the ground.
Before John could finish speaking, someone downstairs spoke in Chinese with a strong southeastern accent: "Wang Yan, you are also a martial arts practitioner. I heard that it was because you were chasing someone stronger that you caused such a big incident. . Why don’t you all put down your weapons and compare notes?”
Wang Yan was a little surprised, but not much. He asked calmly: "Who are you from?"
A reply came quickly downstairs, something like the Liu family of Hongmen, the Zhang family of Southeast Asia, etc. Obviously, these are the mysterious families that Wang Yan found when he first came here.
After calling his family, he received no reply from Wang Yan. The person who spoke first continued: "I know that you young people have bad tempers, so don't think that we are rebels. Everyone left their hometowns just to earn a living. Eat. Since you are making a living on someone else’s land, you have to abide by their rules. Look, with just a phone call, people from Southeast Asia have chartered flights to fly over, and there’s nothing we can do about it.”
Wang Yan identified the direction of the sound, silently took out a grenade from the space, and while pulling the ring, he replied: "Of course, who doesn't have to do it? I understand you completely."
"Then you think my proposal is... stupid..."
It turned out that while he was talking, Wang Yan jumped down the stairs deftly and threw the grenade directly.
The US military standard M67 delayed kill grenade has a killing range of 15 meters. For the space in the corridor, this is completely enough to blow up a circle of people.
There was just a bang. Without saying a word, Wang Yan held the Desert Eagle in one hand, turned around against the wall, and fired with both guns.
He could see very clearly that these people, each armed with a gun, would trick him into throwing away the gun and fight hand-to-hand. It was really unconscionable. Shooting with two guns, more than ten people were shot in the head at the first time, and then they ducked back into the corner.
Just when these people reacted, they wanted to rush out and focus fire while Wang Yan was reloading, but unfortunately, they only took two steps forward and hadn't raised their guns yet. Wang Yan, who just ducked into the corner, stepped out again with the black muzzle of the gun, and fired another volley without hesitation.
After two rounds of this, including the previous intimate greeting grenade, more than half of the fifty people had been reimbursed. Wang Yan decided to compete with the remaining seven or eight people standing behind.
He did not take out his sword, but as the corpse fell, he charged forward directly. When he passed by a dead ghost with a knife in his back, he pulled out the machete with his backhand, cut off the man's hand with one slash, and then turned around and sealed his throat with the slash. , kicked out at the same time, bullied him, and slashed with his knife, giving these people no chance to shoot.
To be honest, he has only practiced this martial arts till now in his life. There is no chance to use the various ultimate moves that he has researched. Because although these people do have true inheritance, they can't keep up with his speed. If he passes by with a mediocre kick, these people may be able to react, but their physical speed cannot keep up. Just as he was about to defend himself, he was kicked away in the next second.
This attack only lasted for more than ten seconds. Except for Wang Yan, the only person standing on this floor was a blind man in sunglasses who was holding a knife in front of him in nervous defense.
"Kane?" John Wick's voice sounded from behind, and he limped over.
It wasn't that he didn't want to help, it was just that when he got here, there were already corpses all over the ground, and only one of his old friends stood there helplessly.
He even thought about it. It seemed that this was the first time since he met Kane that he had seen his old friend so panicked. It turned out that he was also afraid of death...
Who is not afraid of death? Kane put down the knife, "John." He responded, and at the same time inserted the knife into the solid wood cane, and he stopped fighting.
This person is a familiar face, but not from the film and television world, but this person looks like a real bullet. A blind man becomes a killer. Hearing is so sensitive that he can fight as if he can see. This is not unacceptable compared to John Wick falling from a building and falling to the ground in 18 different shapes. He is still alive and kicking.
In this story, he is also a ruthless man who has retired from the world. Because he wants to kill John Wick, the High Table uses his daughter to blackmail him into killing John. In the end, instead of killing John, he provided help and left alive. Only John Wick fell in the morning sun.
Wang Yan looked at John Wick: "Friend?"
"Yes, friend." John nodded and introduced, "Kane Raymond, this is his English name. He immigrated from Hong Kong and is from Hongmen."
"Zhang Shiyuan." Kane introduced himself in Cantonese, "I followed the locals, so I took an English name."
Wang Yan raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
John asked: "For your daughter?"
"Yes." Kane nodded unabashedly.
"Wang, he is in the same situation as me, and he is an old friend of mine. I wonder if you can help him?" John Wick's little brother's consciousness has been cultivated, and he will win...
"Why not? Killing one more or one less will have no impact on us."
Wang Yan decided that giving face to a familiar face and to the target of the mission were insignificant matters. He continued, "Kane, you can wait here, or you can join. There are many people outside. If we can fight In the end, then I will get your daughter out. Oh, by the way, after this is over, John and I are going to Athens, and maybe you can come with us."
After saying that, Wang Yan broke the glass with one shot, and fired a few shots at Bang Bang below, and then retreated back. As expected, the position just now was covered by dense bullets. They moved the muzzle of the gun and shattered all the Glass. Immediately afterwards, several smoke bombs were thrown in, and the sound of dense footsteps sounded, thus announcing the start of the final round of battle.
John consciously ran to the corner to block people. Kane listened attentively and followed John sensibly.
After glancing at the two of them, Wang Yan ignored the smoky smoke and choked his eyes. He walked to the first room in front and stood quietly at the door waiting.
He had already seen the situation below. There were more than 400 people who came here this time, and he only killed half of them. The rest were frightened to death. Basically, the people at the high table below died suddenly.
After having sent dozens of people before and failed, they brought in a team of 100 people. It is conceivable that these people must be more powerful than the previous people and belong to the aces among the high-table aces.
Therefore, Wang Yan very naturally passed by the people in the front row of the assault, and put a gun to the neck very skillfully. Bang, the dirty soul was saved. What he killed was the ace...
He felt the difference right away. The level of these people was almost the same as that of John Wick. This was a preliminary product of the super human project. The weapons he wore seemed to be of a different model than before, with stronger protective capabilities. When the Desert Eagle was shot at close range, it was just slightly shaken, but nothing happened.
Wang Yan shook his head. This time, the attack from the opposite side was too fierce, and they were already in front of him. Moreover, the safety of John Wick on the other side was also a problem. He had no chance to hit their sharp hands with guns to disrupt their combat effectiveness. .
He had no choice but to kick the person in front of him to the person behind him. In the next moment, he looked like he was drawing a knife from his back. He held the black gilt-patterned 'Han Feng' in his hand. He kept moving and stabbed straight away. He draped it diagonally and cut off the arm neatly in the middle of the arm.
These people's bulletproof vests are made of ceramic or other materials inside. The sharpness of the edge, coupled with his strength, can be cut in half with a knife. It's just that it consumes too much energy. He can't chop down so many people, so he can only chop off the hands and feet.
This further proves the power of a set of armored suits in ancient times. Even with such a powerful bullet, it can be basically fully protected. Armor is really not easy to break through. You can imagine how desperate people without armor are.
It's dark now, and it's even raining for no reason. The power supply in the office building has been cut off, and only a little light can be seen. Before entering the factory for the decisive battle, Wang Yan did not wait in vain. He had already controlled the surveillance here. The only bad thing is that these people are wearing professional recorders. Wang Yan didn't know how many people were watching him fight on the other side, but he knew those people must be very scared.
Considering the life and death of John Wick, Wang Yan no longer held back and plunged into the team of the high table ace with a knife. It's still the same routine, cut off the arm at the top, break the leg with a side kick at the bottom, and cut off the descendants.
These people are indeed stronger than the previous ones, but to him, it seems that there is no difference between what should be a kick and the same kick and what should be a knife. But Wang Yan himself knew how much energy was consumed.
Wang Yan's goal, regardless of life or death, must be that no one can have even one arm or even one good leg. This scene was extremely bloody, and Wang Yan's whole body was covered in blood. The hairstyle has long since disappeared, and what dripped was not sweat, but blood.
The blood from the two arms of dozens of people could really form a river.
With the necessary cover-up, Wang Yan returned to the original room, put away Han Feng, and turned to carry the machete. As for the people watching the game who have any questions, just ask them. Who dares to find the answer with him? All he had to do was deceive John Wick and Kane.
When he panted slightly and dragged his way to the corner, he saw two good friends, John and Kane, struggling to fight with people rolling on the ground.
The main force is all on his side, and there are only a dozen people here. To be able to deal with people who are equal in strength and several times their own, and even kill a few, these two people are already quite good.
Wang Yan threw down the broken machete in his hand, saying "broken". This knife was also carefully crafted and valuable. It can be called a magic weapon.
He took out the Desert Eagle, walked over and kicked the two men away, picked up the man who was riding on John, and shot him in the neck. After rescuing John, he followed the same example and rescued Kane, who was already blind.
Only then, with the relief in their eyes, did they finish off the remaining few people.
He took out a pack of Huazi, lit one himself, and threw the rest with cigarettes and fire to the two of them: "Are you not hurt?"
John shivered and lit his cigarette before replying: "I was stabbed twice, but the critical part was avoided. I feel fine."
"Me too." Kane answered by himself. Wang Yan didn't call him by his Chinese name or talk to him in Chinese before, so he knew that Wang Yan didn't like him very much. But he has no retreat now. He should hug his thighs when he encounters them, and don't worry about any shameless issues.
His body was covered in blood and pitch black, making it impossible to see the extent of his injuries. Wang Yan stepped forward and grabbed their wrists to check for pulse. After being quiet for a while, he nodded: "It's not a big problem."
John's injury was more serious, while Kane's was much better. Although John is known as the Night Stalker, he is not as adaptable to the darkness as Kane, a blind man.
"I just said there is no problem. Fortunately, you came in time, Wang. If it had been a little later, I might have to go see Helen."
John talked more and became more relaxed. Xu Shi experienced the most intense life and death crisis in his life, and passed it smoothly, regaining his new life.
Wang Yan smiled: "You guys should rest for a while, I'll go replenish the gun."
He held a cigarette in his mouth, put away his pistol, picked up a rifle from the ground, walked over and shot each of them again in their necks. Then he stepped slowly, his big leather shoes stepping on the pool of blood, making a weird sound, which was creepy in the silent corridor.
It was especially horrifying to those who were lying together in a mess, with broken arms and legs, and blood flowing all over the floor, but they were still not dead. It's getting closer, the devil's footsteps are getting closer...
Wang Yan held a cigarette in his mouth, used the barrel of the rifle to turn the chins of these dead men, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation. He is already a bloody man, so he doesn't care about elegance. Just like this one shot, one shot, another shot, one shot for those who are dead, and one more shot for those who are not dead.
After everything was done, Wang Yan pulled a recorder from a corpse, looked at the piles of corpses, and then pointed the camera at himself: "Dear gentlemen, and maybe ladies, let everything be over. It's our agreement to be in San Francisco, so is there any next attack?
If so, do it as soon as possible. My patience is limited and I don’t want to show you a show here. If not, cancel the reward as soon as possible and send me what I want. I will wait for you at the hotel. Oh, by the way, there’s also the matter of Kane’s daughter. Don't play tricks or make small moves, I guarantee the consequences will be serious.
By the way, remember to clean up the scene as soon as possible, this is not an easy task. "
In the Continental Hotels in San Francisco, New York, Rome, Tokyo, Bangkok, Paris, London, Moscow, etc., as well as in unknown luxury manors, countless people looked at the one on the screen, who was made of blood. The scabs covered his face, his eyes were deep and full of indifference to life, and the corners of his mouth were still raised in a careless smile. That is the ultimate madness, that is peace.
Just looking at the scene, the tips of their noses were filled with the smell of blood, and they couldn't help but start vomiting. They couldn't imagine how on earth this man, this man from the East, managed to laugh in such an environment.
Those eyes seemed to really span the space, as if they were really watching them, as if they should be among the pile of corpses. They swear with their dirty souls that this man is a devil walking in the world...
Wang Yan didn't think that the so-called high table could use any other methods. This time, the genetically modified organized combat units of more than 100 people were not so easy to obtain. Although he kills with ease, any one of these people can have the destructive power of John Wick. And John Wick's destructive power has been proven. You can imagine how difficult it is to have such a team.
Especially when these people were chopped down by Wang Yan so much, they didn't collapse until the last person fell. There was obviously something in this. That is to say, there is still some alternative force, or stronger force. But no matter how strong he is, it can only be so strong, and Wang Yan will not delay him from pinching his neck like a chicken and shooting at his neck.
The consortium may still have some tricks, but it's obviously not going to fight him to the end over this matter. And whether it can be touched is still unknown. Triple capital and people go crazy. When one's life is threatened by three points, people will weigh it left and right.
Wang Yan didn't care how they measured it. After saying what needed to be said, he threw away the night vision device and walked towards John again, stepping on a pool of blood. But this time, the horror was only for myself. Except for Wang Yan and the three of them who were still breathing, there was no one alive in this building.
At the corner of the stairs, John and Kane had already stood up, relaxing against the wall.
Wang Yan waved his hand: "Let's go to the Continental Hotel."
"Already contacted?" John asked.
"What I said into the recorder, they will see."
"What about the bulletproof material?"
"They will consider it carefully. Don't worry. There are so many of them, but they still don't understand what we want? Also, I told Kane's daughter that they will do it."
Kane's existence did help. After all, if John Wick were allowed to fight more than a dozen enemies of similar level by himself, he would obviously be lying with those dead ghosts by now.
So Wang Yan once again realized the importance of being kind to others, so he was kinder to Kane as a way of giving back.
Kane, who was supporting John with one hand, quickly expressed his thanks: "Don't worry, Wang, I will definitely follow your footsteps in the future."
Wang Yan waved his hands carelessly: "We went to Athens to live quietly, not to look for trouble. At best, we just want to talk to the gang boss there, make friends, and ensure that no one disturbs our lives. That's it. Enough is enough. Get ready, friends, the goddess of victory is smiling on us, and new life is already waving to us."
It seems that the dark night without rain is very inconsistent with the overall atmosphere. The weather is good today and the rain is getting heavier and heavier. The three people who came out of the office building stood in a row in tacit understanding, looking up at the falling sky, letting the heavy rain pour down, soaking them all.
But the rainwater flowed around the three of them, and it would be unclean when it came out again. Especially Wang Yan, he was even more unclean. The blood on his body has not yet completely solidified, and the clothes made of special materials cannot be soaked with too much blood. When the rain pours on him, starting from his hair, blood is mixed with water, flowing from his trousers to the ground, and within a moment, it is dyed red. A big piece.
Wang Yan rubbed his hair, washed his face and hands, and then took John and Kane out of the factory. He checked all the spaces inside and outside to confirm that there were no bombs. Wang Yan drove, following John's instructions, all the way to the Continental Hotel in San Francisco.
The Continental Hotel is not cheap, so the location of the Continental Hotel in San Francisco is as good as that in New York. It is near the center of the Bay Area, where land is at a premium. The gangsters hiding in the darkness are in the same place as all kinds of rich people engaged in high technology, and they are very arrogant.
But really speaking, these killers and gangsters come in and out of the Continental Hotel, and they all look like dogs in suits and leather shoes. They look like that.
Parking the large Hummer at the door of the hotel, Wang Yan got out of the car with his computer bag. He stood in the rain and looked up at the equally tall hotel in front of him. He didn't use the doorman to come over to hold an umbrella. He looked at it for dozens of seconds before stepping in. hotel.
Just kidding, why was he standing in the rain getting poured? Don't you want the blood on your body to flow underground? What I had watered before was only damp after driving all the way, so I had to water it again. To kill people and establish power, people still have to experience it up close. Although he wants to withdraw from the world, the world does not allow him to live without his legend.
He climbed all the way up the stairs, drawing out a long line of blood as his legs stepped forward. Just like that, he led John and Kane into the Continental Hotel step by step.
"Mr. Wang, we finally meet, I am Clayton."
Clayton is a tall, middle-aged man who is over 1.8 meters tall and has a fitness habit. His Jewish intelligence has not made him bald. His hair is quite lush and has some curls. He looks very energetic in his suit and ties, and has brown eyes. He can be called handsome according to both Eastern and Western aesthetics.
But facing Wang Yan, he smiled unnaturally and reached out his hand.
Wang Yan smiled and shook hands with him: "Thank you for taking the three of us so seriously."
"Wang, this is what it should be. We agreed to let everything end in San Francisco. Yes, it is over now, and the result is what we all want to see. The High Table has withdrawn its sanctions against you and Mr. Wick. A reward was offered and your registration qualifications were reinstated.”
"So Clayton, you brought what I wanted, right?"
"Of course, Wang, do you want to take a rest first? We can talk later." Clayton looked down at Wang Yan's trousers, which were still dripping with blood. The black suit was now dark red. He was so close that his breath was filled with thick blood, which made him couldn't help but think of the images from the previous recorder...
"Just now, you're busy too, aren't you?"
"Of course, let's go to the restaurant over there and talk while eating?"
"Why not? Clayton, John and I haven't had lunch yet."
The group of people arrived at the restaurant and as soon as they sat down, the table was filled with food and drinks, and it looked like they had taken the time to prepare the food. And since they entered the hotel, except for the hotel manager who was carrying bags next to them, they had not seen anyone else.
Wang Yan didn't care about the attentive service of Clayton, a son of the consortium family. He thought that the rain he got in front of the hotel was in vain...
Watching Wang Yan and the others start eating and drinking, Clayton took the box from the hotel manager and opened it: "Wang, considering that you don't have an official status in the United States yet, we helped you become an American citizen. Here are your passport and New York ID. In addition, we have prepared three billion US dollars, and you need to provide an account. This money is completely legal, and you will not be deducted a cent of tax.
As for the information on the genetic project that you are most concerned about, considering the trust between us, each laboratory is currently connected to the external network, and you can copy it at will with your own technology. Mr. Raymond's daughter, I'm sorry, and I can promise that I will never disturb her life again.
King, do you have any other requests? If possible, we will try our best to satisfy you. For example, if you don’t agree with the amount of money, you can raise it. This is for our friendship. "
For them, money is the most useless thing. They control countless material resources, renewable, non-renewable, high-tech, financial banks, etc. This is the fundamental reason why they are behind the scenes. Moreover, this money was not provided by the Locke family.
As for American nationality, Wang Yan didn't care. What he valued was the information on the genetic project.
Wang Yan raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Test me?"
"Don't get me wrong, Wang. It's just that I brought the hard drive. You may have a hard time believing its authenticity."
"Even if I look for it myself now, it's still hard to believe its authenticity. I will verify it later. If it is wrong, it will be too late for us to have a good talk by then."
Wang Yan pushed away the food tray on the table in front of him, took out the computer and hard drive, and started operating them in front of Clayton. The laboratory directory provided by Jaina included thirteen bulletproof materials. It didn't take Wang Yan long to break through their security protection. Although there was resistance, it had no effect. This was still an obvious invasion. If It was a secret action, and the bigger may be that their fists and palms were preparing to do a big job, and he had got what he wanted.
It is simple to deal with them, but the internationally jump copy is really slower. Putting the computer aside randomly, ignoring Cleaton's horrible eyes and continuing to eat a large mouth.
Today, his consumption is really a lot, although it looks easy, but it is not so easy to kill. He actually added some to restore physical strength.
"I don't know what you are going to do next?" Cryton had nothing to find.
"Go to Athens. I have no intention of being enemy with you, I just want some information. I will open a laboratory in Athens to find someone to verify the authenticity of these materials. At the same time, I will live quietly. But I hope you can In Athens to help me build a laboratory, you know that this kind of experiment is not enough to have money. And even verification, it is a big expenditure. I am not a big family like you, I can't bear it. "
"Yes, don't conceal you, Wang, our request we have thought before and are preparing related experimental equipment. However, if you want to build a laboratory completely, it may take a longer time."
"Just build it within a year, I am not busy. Now, I can accept this condition. I can accept it. If there is nothing, you can leave, I hope we don't want to see it."
Cryon didn't care, and raised a glass of wine toast: "Of course, although we have deep friendship, we still don't meet, and everyone is good to us. In this case, I will leave. Goodbye, Wang. "
Wang Yan raised his toast, farewell.
This is the benefit of authentication, especially in their eyes, it is still a lunatic. Compared with more unexpected losses, although these things are also important, it is not so important. Besides, Wang Yan was just copying and was not destroyed. Although it is difficult to accept, it is not so difficult to think about the blood and sea of the electronic factory.
Seeing Cryon's departure, Wang Yan greeted John Wick with a smile, and Kane, who resolutely hugging his thigh: "Come on, let us celebrate. For this victory, toast for this freedom."
The three clothes were dark and wet, and men with blood stained on the seats and tables were dyed. Haha laughed.
There are many kinds of freedom sounds. Seagulls soar, and the shores of the Aegean Sea are also free. This is the hometown of Xizhe, and the great wise man has discussed freedom here.
John Wick's freedom was to get a small board, and he ran to the sea to play. Back to the shore and communicate with the newly known girlfriend. I do n’t want to do anything, do nothing, just waste, day by day, he is happy. He seemed to have become a person, not a cold face all day, but a laughing man. He is enjoying it, it ’s easy to get it ...
I just used the high -power telescope to look at the sweetness of John Weik's pickles. Wang Yan, who was wearing a casual flower half -sleeved, and shorts, threw the telescope aside. , Paralyzed on the lounge chair leisurely blowing, shaking the wine glass, looking down at the scenery of the Aegean Sea ...
Thanks (Sincere) (Sincere) (words) (words) (Yue Linglong) The four big brothers continued to 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)
