Long Zhan played some dirty tricks and deliberately waited for a while before coming in to save people, and successfully gained Marcus' MAX favorability.
Unfortunately, the three bodyguards were so "heroic" that Vigo escaped through the back door.
Long Zhan knew that chasing him out would not help, and it made no difference to him whether to kill Vigo or not, so he simply decided to send Marcus to the Continental Hotel first to treat his injuries as soon as possible.
Marcus is also a member of the Killers and is eligible for all membership services at the Continental.
On the way, Marcus called Wick and told Wick that he had been rescued by Long Zhan and were now heading to the Continental Hotel together.
To prevent Wick from making the trip in vain.
Wick really cared about Marcus. He drove as fast as he could on the way back. The Dodge muscle car he just got was almost drained.
Long Zhan and Marcus had just arrived at the Continental Hotel and opened a room to apply for medical services. Before the doctor came, Wick showed up in a hurry.
Seeing Marcus's brutally beaten face, Wick blamed himself beyond measure.
He believed that the reason Marcus suffered this disaster was because of the conflict between him and Vigo, and that everything was caused by him.
While blaming himself, he was also extremely angry and wanted to tear Vigo apart with his hands.
But now no one knows where Vigo went after beating someone. No matter how angry Wick was, he couldn't find a place to vent.
I can only look gloomy and feel annoyed alone.
at this time.
Winston, the manager of the Continental Hotel, called and said to Wick on the phone: "Jonathan, I know what you want to do now. We all have our own principles for doing things, and the rules cannot be broken.
So I'm not going to tell you that there is a helicopter 15 kilometers southwest of the hotel, full of fuel and waiting for someone. "
Just hang up after saying it, be clear and concise, no nonsense.
Less than 5 meters behind Winston, there was a voluptuous female corpse lying on the ground. The blood flowing from her body almost turned into a pool of blood. It could be judged that she was definitely shot to death.
After hanging up the phone, Winston put away his cell phone, and a group of people happened to be walking towards him.
The leader of this group was an old man with white hair, followed by a group of tall, short, fat and thin men, all holding weird homemade cleaning tools in their hands.
That's right.
They are the scavengers!
They were the ones responsible for cleaning up the pile of gangster corpses in Wick's house.
Winston was very familiar with the scavenger, and he called him over in advance. Without saying a word, he just handed over a killer gold coin, nodded, and turned around to leave.
The white-haired old man who led the scavengers took the gold coins, took off his hat and gracefully gave Winston a gentleman's salute.
A wave of his hand.
Professional cleaning begins.
Winston fulfilled his duties as manager and even went a little over the top by revealing Viggo's location to Wick.
Wick, who was holding back his anger and had nowhere to vent it, found out that Vigo was planning to fly away, so it was okay.
"Long, Marcus, please take care of me, I'll take care of a little matter."
After Wick finished speaking, he turned around and left the guest room door without waiting for Long Zhan's reply.
Long Zhan knew what Wick was going to do, and had no intention of going there together. There was no need to mobilize troops for a mere lost dog.
Wick alone is completely enough without any risk.
Rather than go to all the trouble to hunt down Vigo and do something as boring as killing a chicken with a knife, Long Zhan was more willing to stay and take care of Marcus.
This is equivalent to agreeing to help Wick take care of Marcus, and accompanying Marcus to deepen the debt of gratitude. After the work is over, he can go to the underground bar to pick up girls.
Killing three eagles with one stone, isn't it beautiful?
Wick hurriedly set off to chase Vigo, and the old Chinese doctor rushed over soon after.
Marcus' injuries looked miserable and scary, but in fact they were not serious. Except for the stabbing in his thigh, the rest were basically flesh wounds.
It is estimated that replacing the knocked-out teeth is the most time-consuming and expensive part of the entire injury.
After accompanying Marcus to sew and pack the wound, Long Zhan saw that this guy was in good spirits, so he simply carried him to the underground bar with him.
After taking care of the wounded, he took him to a bar to drink and dance. It is estimated that Long Zhan was the only one who acted so randomly.
Fortunately, Marcus himself didn't have any objections. He was even happy for Long Zhan to carry him down, just in time to drink some strong wine to relieve pain and anesthetize his body.
This way, you can get a good night's sleep later.
Otherwise, the injuries on his body would be so painful that he would not be able to sleep at night.
Long Zhan took Marcus to the underground bar, helped Marcus find a comfortable seat on the sofa, and specially ordered a bottle of Maozi imported vodka for him, which was strong enough to make him sleep comfortably tonight.
Randomly ran to the bar against the clock and started chatting and laughing with the sexy Miss Adi.
Long Zhan has always been thinking about having a good fight with Miss Adi against landlords.
Tonight, the weather, location, people and people are all gathered together, and all the troubles have been dealt with. Naturally, Long Zhan wants to fulfill this obsession.
after all!
"In-depth communication" with all kinds of beauties has always been Long Zhan's biggest hobby.
As for Wick, who was in the middle of the final boss battle in the Thousand Miles of Dog Chase plot, Long Zhan had no worries at all.
In fact, there is really no need to worry.
After being killed by Long Zhan at Marcus' house, only two bodyguards were left to follow Vigo as he fled, and his ability to protect himself was much worse than in the original plot.
More than an hour later.
Wick also appeared in the underground bar. Except that he looked sweaty and his face was red, there were not many changes in other aspects.
The anger and self-blame that originally covered his face were now only filled with self-blame.
It is not difficult to see from the changes in his expression that Vigo, who tried to leave by helicopter, did not succeed and eventually died in the hands of Wick.
Wick habitually came directly to the bar and wanted to order a drink of "Oldschool" from Miss Adi.
As a result, Miss Adi was not seen. Miss Adi, who almost never asks for leave, was very strange tonight and was absent from the evening work.
I also didn’t see Long Zhan, who learned from the butler Canon that he brought Marcus to the bar for a drink.
Wick felt something was fishy but couldn't figure it out. He wandered around the bar in confusion and found Marcus who was already tipsy.
Marcus seemed to know who Wick was looking for, and said with a strange expression: "If you want to find them, you can go to Room 208, but I don't recommend you go there now. I guess they are very busy now."
Wick understood immediately after hearing it. Although his expression did not change, his eyes showed understanding.
After being in contact with him for so long, Feike basically got a feel for what kind of person Long Zhan was.
Marcus was right at all. No. 208 was Miss Adi's exclusive suite for employees of this hotel. She and Long Zhan were indeed very busy at this time.
The kind that is so busy that you are sweating profusely!
With the two of them in such a fully immersed state, this Landlord fight will not end easily. It looks like they will have to fight until dawn at least.
Wick is a veteran and a smart man, and he also knows that Long Zhan has been coveting Miss Adi.
Therefore, he did not continue to ask any questions. He sat down and had a drink with Marcus, taking this rare opportunity to talk about the relationship he had had for many years.
Five years have passed since Wicker washed his hands in the golden basin, and there are still many topics to talk about between the two.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
