After hearing what Vigo said, Tarasov realized that he had provoked a terrible murderer and brought trouble to his family.
In order to make up for his mistakes, Tarasov did not shrink back and was afraid, but took the initiative to stand up and said: "Father, I can still make amends."
"Remedy? How do you remedy it?" Vigo stared directly at Tarasov.
"One person does the work and the other takes responsibility. Father, give me a chance to save it."
Tarasov thought that he had sneaked into the house with his two younger brothers and knocked the murderer unconscious, and felt that he could do it again.
He wanted to sneak over with someone else, and he would definitely be able to kill Wick.
"Are you even fucking listening to me?"
When Vigo heard that Tarasov wanted to deal with it alone, he was so angry that he almost vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot and held Tarasov's head with both hands.
He yelled with hatred: "Yousef, listen to me, John is coming to settle a score with you. He is here to kill the Night Stalker who killed a gang by himself. Do you know what this means?"
If you still want to live and enjoy life, leave it all to me. You'd better not do anything, because you can't do anything.
There is only one thing you can do now, disappear from my eyes quickly and find a place to hide. I will solve this matter and you are not allowed to come out. "
It can be heard from Vigo's words that in order to save his son, the father decided to stand up.
Tarasov's eyes still shone with dissatisfaction, but out of fear of his father's majesty, he didn't say anything and turned around and left bitterly.
After Tarasov left, Vigo took out a phone book from the safe.
I found a familiar phone number that I had not called for many years. I took a few deep breaths, adjusted my expression as well as possible, and then dialed the number.
The call was put through and someone answered quickly, but no one spoke.
Vigo knew who was answering the phone and said in the familiar tone of an old friend: "John, my old friend, long time no see.
I heard about your wife. I'm sorry. In fact, I'm very sad too. My condolences.
Maybe it was God's will, maybe it was accidental, or maybe it was bad luck, we met again, and it was not a very friendly encounter.
Now that we are all young, we must no longer act impulsively.
I suggest you handle it in a civilized way and settle the matter as soon as possible. Don’t worry, you can make whatever conditions you want, as long as I can do it... Dududu..."
Before Vigo finished speaking, the other end of the phone hung up.
Viggo and Wick were once good friends, and he knew better than anyone what kind of character Wick was.
If Wick had spoken on the phone, there would have been a chance for things to turn around, but during the call, he didn't say a word and even hung up the phone.
This means there is nothing to discuss!
From this moment on, Vigo knew that if he wanted to keep his son, he had only one way left, and that way was to find a way to kill Wick.
Even if he is a murderous night demon that makes people change their minds!
Vigo was not a person who hesitated. Once he made a decision, he would act immediately, so he called his number one confidant.
"My son has provoked John Wick, and he is coming to cause trouble. You are going to find someone to do something."
When the number one confidant on the other end of the phone heard that it was Wick, he immediately became energetic. He was frightened and asked hurriedly: "Boss, Wick is not that easy to deal with. Have you ever talked to him? "
"We talked about it and his attitude was clear." Vigo said solemnly.
"Holy shit, this is terrible."
The number one confidant felt completely bad and could only ask helplessly: "How many people should be prepared?"
"everyone!"
One short sentence sums it all up.
After finishing speaking, Vigo hung up the phone and stared blankly at the oil paintings on the wall. In fact, his brain was running crazily, looking for more solutions to the crisis at hand.
However.
Viggo probably couldn't have imagined that the night demon, John Wick, was not the only one his son provoked during this trip.
He also provoked another murderer among the huge base of hundreds of millions of Americans.
A true "thousand-man massacre" killing god!
Fortunately, Vigo doesn't know yet that there is a super killer who is more powerful than Wick, and has formed a super revenge alliance with Wick.
Otherwise, Vigo would not just call for help, but would immediately pack up and run away.
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Inside Wick's villa.
"Who called? Vigo?" Long Zhan guessed through Wick's expression.
"There's nothing left to talk about, is there?"
Wick has an introverted and rigorous personality and rarely smiles on weekdays. Now he has a desire for revenge and his expression is colder, which perfectly fits the image of a cold-faced killer.
"I agree."
Long Zhan tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, and said, "Let's go, let me see your arsenal."
Long Zhan seldom lived in the villa, so he did not put weapons in the villa purchased by Stella, and had no way to return to the DG Black Team to get equipment.
Going to New York this time will definitely lead to a killing spree, and using military weapons will easily reveal your identity.
It just so happened that Wick said that when he was washing his hands, he stored everything he had as a killer in the basement of the villa.
The guns used by the killers were specially treated and the outside world was unable to investigate their origins.
Long Zhan followed Wick all the way to his villa. As soon as he entered the door, the phone rang. It was Vigo who called him.
"follow me."
Wick motioned to Long Zhan to follow him, all the way to the utility room in the back room.
He opened the door that was hidden in the utility room and had been locked for a long time. He picked up a big hammer placed in the corner and walked down the stairs to a secret basement.
Long Zhan has watched the movie John Wick and knows what Wick uses the hammer for.
He pretended not to see it, didn't ask or said anything.
Long Zhan didn't want anyone to know that he was a fool in life and had the ability to foresee things in certain movies and TV series.
The two of them walked down the stairs one after another, taking in everything in the basement.
The overall layout of the basement is that of a study room, complete with bookshelves, desks, computers and other furniture, and there is nothing unusual about it.
However, this is the brilliance of Vic, the most important things are hidden in the most ordinary places.
"Here, help me."
Wick came to the solid wood desk with the computer and motioned to Long Zhan to help.
The solid wood desk is piled with books and can be used to find various things. It weighs at least hundreds of kilograms, so it is not difficult for two people to move it together.
With a burst of harsh friction.
The two easily pushed the table aside, and Wick lifted the carpet in the middle of the house, revealing a bare concrete floor.
Wick picked up the big hammer he had brought before and hit it on the concrete floor in the middle of the house. After several hammerings, the ground did not move at all.
"What's down here?" Long Zhan asked knowingly.
"right!"
Wick nodded and picked up the hammer to hit again.
"Let me do it, I'm more suitable than you." Long Zhan took off his coat and volunteered.
John Wick, who was 1.87 meters tall, glanced at Long Zhan, who was half a head taller than him and almost as big as two of him, and handed over the hammer without hesitation.
Long Zhan didn't need to warm up when he picked up the hammer, he just smashed it against the ground.
If the power of John Wick's sledgehammer before was only equivalent to 50% of a small hammer, then with this hammer of Dragon War, it would be 80% of a sledgehammer.
The weight of each hammer hit made the entire basement seem to shake.
If you have great strength, you can do things quickly.
Long Zhan spread his arms and hammered down a few times, and the ground was cracked open. With the cracks, the rest was easier. A big hole was quickly made along the cracks, revealing the iron box below.
Long Zhan didn't bother to remove the gravel, grabbed the handle next to the iron box, and used his brute strength to forcefully pull the box out.
Not to mention that this iron box is quite heavy, at least it weighs more than 200 kilograms.
Fortunately, the iron box was thick enough, otherwise everything inside would have been flattened by Long Zhan's big hammer just now.
When Wick designed this big iron box, he had no intention of dragging it out of the pit.
Even if it is buried in cement, the lid can be opened.
Before Wick could react, he didn't expect Long Zhan's strength to be so terrifying, and he pulled the box out without saying a word.
Looking at Long Zhan with a strange look in his eyes, Wick squatted down and opened the box.
The moment he opened the box, two completely different tones, pure black on the left and pure gold on the right, suddenly caught Long Zhan's eyes.
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