Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 222 "Persuading" John Wick

Natasha came quickly, and the three of them met in a corner of the rooftop with a wide view.

Su Ge smiled.

In terms of seductiveness, the Black Widow is naturally better, with a hot figure wrapped in a tight leather jacket, she is so weak that she can't even look away.

Moreover, there is an intriguing sense of power on her body, which interprets a dangerous and charming rose with thorns.

He turned his gaze to Akali next to him.

With the presence of outsiders, she distanced herself a bit. After all, in terms of roles, "Dante" and "Akali" are just acquaintances, and assistance requires a transaction.

It's outrageous to be so close.

Well, the figure is no match for the Black Widow.

Su Ge looked away.

Under the mask, Akali pursed her lips and let out a "tss".

Natasha has been spinning around lately, and the hard-working agent is also a little tired. Ignoring Su Ge's eyes, she reached for the binoculars and asked:
"Where?"

Akali: "Number 82, Cranberry Street."

It is the basic operation of an agent to have a map in his head. Two seconds later, Natasha found the target among the many houses.

"Is this combat power normal?"

Obviously, she and Su Ge have the same slot.

"Not awakened... the current Mr. Wick is still an ordinary person."

Su Ge pointed to his eyes: "But the breath of the Holy Light, I will not admit it wrong."

Akali sang along: "And he is very skilled, he can be called the top mortal... About four hours ago, at six o'clock in the afternoon, he killed a devil who attacked him with a table knife."

This is the truth.

"A table knife? Why a table knife?"

"At that time, he was eating at a pizza restaurant. A social animal suddenly became demonized and was about to kill him, but he kicked this hard bone."

Still telling the truth.

Natasha searched her mind. Among the reported cases, there was indeed an attack in a restaurant about two blocks away from here.

It should be there.

Akali continued: "Oh, that pizza is delicious... It's a pity that with this shit, it's good if it doesn't go bankrupt."

This paragraph is just made up.

In fact, even that devil was guided by her.

But it’s harmless, the whole story line is relatively complete, and Akali’s black gold store is not responsible for the strange things that suddenly appeared.

Su Ge sighed at the right time: "Oh, fate is impermanent! Who would have thought that the devil is coming?"

Black Widow pursed her lips, feeling the same way.

She took out her mobile phone and contacted the Information Management Office of S.H.I.E.L.D. After a while, normal and abnormal information about John Wick was transmitted.

After flipping through, Natasha frowned slightly:
"Now there is another problem."

Su Ge pretended not to know: "Huh? What's the point?"

"John Wick, the super killer, from the millennium to 2003, was highly active in the eastern, southeastern, and midwestern regions of America. The number of files involved in the case is extremely large, and even the collection of S.H.I.E.L.D. dare not say it is complete ..."

"So what, you S.H.I.E.L.D. don't want people with criminal records?"

Akali smirked: "In these days, whoever has some skills has not got a criminal record?"

Natasha gave her a sideways look, but didn't respond.

Although there is no official statistics, it is lucky to have 40.00% of active agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., especially the elite teams in the field, with a clean foundation.

Not to mention others, if the black widow's case is not cleared up, she will stay in the isolated island prison until she dies...

This is a teasing of S.H.I.E.L.D. on the surface. On the surface, the guardian of the earth hides filth behind the scenes...

Although I was very upset, I couldn't find a reason to refute.

She continued the topic just now: "The main reason is that it is difficult to determine whether John Wick will stand on the side of S.H.I.E.L.D. after he awakens. Judging from his resume, he may be a fan of the Joker."

"Tsk, out of this consideration..."

Dante spread his hands: "Then I have nothing to do, people's hearts are always difficult to control. Before awakening, no one can tell which side he will stand..."

Akali: "It's a small game between order and chaos... We don't plan to intervene directly for the time being. By the way, Dante, the master gave you time to go there, and I have something to tell you."

After speaking, without waiting for Su Ge to respond, he jumped off the building with parkour moves, turned around in the air, and disappeared into the night after a few jumps.

Natasha looked puzzled.

"Grandmaster?"

Su Ge pondered, as if he was thinking about whether to tell her, but after deliberation, he still said frankly:

"The Balance Sect is the contemporary leader, maintaining the balance between order and chaos... In a sense, he is also the arbiter of the outcome of the Joker and Kratos."

"Is there... such a person?"

Natasha's eyes widened: "Then why didn't he take action when he was fighting against the void?"

"How should I put it, he is fighting with the void, it's just a small fight about the earth... It's too early to say this, you should still consider the matter of John Wick."

"I've thought about it."

Natasha said bluntly: "No matter where he is, he is worthy of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Hey, that's right."

……

John Wick was silent.

He felt that fate was really cruel to him.

Five years ago, he met his true love.

As a murderer, he never imagined that a butcher covered in blood could also have the right to be loved and such real happiness.

He washed his hands without hesitation, and couldn't wait to embrace the woman.

The days that followed seemed like a dream to John Wick.

Out of double into pair, the zither and the harp.

But now Wick suspects... This is God's real sanction for his executioner.

If he died in a certain mission, it would even be a kind of relief for his miserable life.

But fate chose a more cruel way to kill him.

Give him happiness, and then take it away bloody.

In Wick's view, the gradually withered face of his beloved wife on the hospital bed was like a long trial.

After all, people have to pay the due price for the sins they have committed.

In fact, on the day of the funeral, he thought about committing suicide, put the pistol in his mouth and pulled the trigger, let the bullet tear open the skull, crush the brainstem, and nail it to the wall with blood, probably the best ending of his sinful life .

Wick is still alive until now, and it is entirely the credit of the deceased wife.

She used a suicide note written with true love and a puppy with a full moon to awaken John Wick's belief in life.

Accompanied by his feet is not only a dog, but also his love and hope.

So, you can abuse and beat John Wick wantonly, but don't touch his dog.

At this moment, the beagle, who had been obediently lying on the ground and silently accompanying its master, suddenly felt stimulated, its hair stood on end, its bright red gums were exposed, and a threatening growl sounded from its throat.

Rarely showed a fierce look.

Wick lifted his face from his hands, staring blankly at the dark corner of the wall.

Killed a guy over lunch...or something else.

Wick, who had been a killer before, knew this situation very well. After every killing, trouble would come to his door.

He has been waiting.

Now it's finally here.

A tall man with a big sword on his back slowly walked out of the shadows.

"White-haired red windbreaker...a ferocious sword."

Wick frowned slightly, feeling that this image seemed familiar.

"Dante" has a more flamboyant character, and Su Ge even wants to promote this clone to be famous all over the world, but there is no great opportunity.

So far, this image has only occasionally appeared on the pages of unscrupulous tabloids, or some urban legends that have been rumored.

Similar to [Ghost with White Hair], [Devil in Red] or [Murderer of the Harlem Murder].

Because of a big sword, it also caused a shocking case in Harlem, that is, Harlem. Although the image has changed a lot, some witnesses insisted on connecting the two in order to gain attention.

But the blind cat met a dead mouse and guessed right.

With the recent trend of demonization cases, urban legends about Dante are widely spread only in New York.

Ordinary people can't tell the difference between devils and demons.

Anyway, the length is very hideous.

John Wick, for example, thought Su Ge was here to seek revenge.

He reached back with one hand and touched the handle of the pistol, which was warmed by body heat, and placed the other hand gently on the dog's head, calming its nervousness.

Su Ge watched this scene with a smile.

"John Wick?"

"Well, what's your business?"

Wick's eyes and expression are very calm, and his psychological quality can be said to be quite strong.

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill will."

"Many people have said this sentence. As the ending, it is often cold bullets and blades."

"Whoa. You're sharper than I thought."

Su Ge approached carelessly, and Wick drew his gun and fired at a speed far exceeding ordinary people.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Of course it fell through.

The devil turned half of his body, dodged the shot, and said with a smile: "You are so decisive, can't you speak well?"

Wick didn't respond, and the pistol fired rhythmically, trying to prevent Su Ge from approaching.

At the same time, he quickly hid in the house with the dog in his arms.

The gunshots pierced the night sky far away. Su Ge looked around, and several nearby residents tacitly turned on the lights.

Not as bad as Manhattan, which was the worst-hit city, Brooklyn recovered very quickly. The security of this residential area is good, and a certain amount of police force has been deployed, and they will arrive in a few minutes at most.

"Well, are you going to be a villain by accident?"

"Don't make too much noise, make a quick decision."

Natasha's voice came from beside her ear.

This situation was within their expectations. From the very beginning, the strategy was to talk if they could talk, and fight if they couldn't.

An old killer, how can it be so easy to trust strangers.

Lock him on the stool first, and then talk to him slowly.

Should not hold grudges... probably not.

After doing a few warm-up moves that were so simple that they couldn't be simpler, Su Ge walked up without drawing his sword.

Just about to open the door, Natasha warmly reminded: "There is a thunderbolt."

Su Ge hands away.

Connecting the door with the grenade pull ring is a very simple and practical trap, which can be called unpretentious.

"Hmph, why don't you go through the door?"

He went to the window and was about to break the glass and break in.

"Wait, change another window, an infrared sensor bomb is installed here."

Su Ge: "..."

"bomb."

"Also."

"This one also has..."

In a very short period of time, he changed four or five entrances, and even installed a small surprise on the skylight.

"Wick treats his home like a fortress!"

"Ah."

"You also said that he is a violent killer, which is obviously very insidious."

Natasha also seemed a little helpless: "It may be because...there have been too many troubles recently. He knows that there are many enemies in the world that he can't handle, so he changed his style slightly."

"Well, there is a certain truth...how about you come, this little trap won't trouble you."

"That's what I said, but I still want to win him over in the future. It's not good to be this bad guy."

The black widow smiled: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Dante, as an apology. I will treat you to a drink another day."

"Oh, that's a good thing."

Su Ge drew out his big sword and took a stride, as if playing billiards. He put the spine of the sword on the tiger's mouth and held it in front of his eyes.

"It's the wisdom of mortals to think that bombs can stop me?"

"What are you doing?"

"Hmph, teeth protruding!"

Thrusting is a relatively common sword style, but Su Ge seldom uses it himself. Compared with stabbing, he prefers violent slashing and slashing, which is more enjoyable to fight.

But that doesn't mean he won't.

The muscles in his legs suddenly exerted strength, and Su Ge stabbed straight with his sword, launching himself like a bow and arrow.

But his speed is much faster than the arrow.

A black scratch was left in the air, and the next instant, Su Ge appeared in a small bedroom.

Only human-shaped holes were left on the obstacles along the way.Only then can it be proved that this is not teleportation.

Even the infrared sensor didn't have time to respond.

Natasha: "I have to admit, the swordsman is really handsome and bubbling."

And Wick finally had an expression: shocked.

Su Ge smiled slightly: "Do you feel... the world is really crazy?"

His answer was three bullets, but this kind of ordinary weapon would not cause any harm to the body.

But let's save face and resist it a little bit.

Kakaka.

It was the crash of bullets and swords.

The basic skill is to chop bullets with a knife.

"Don't hide, if I really want to kill you, you will die from the tooth protrusion just now."

"You can kill me, but don't expect me to surrender."

"Yo Yo, it's quite tough."

Su Ge arrived at the gun and said at the same time: "But you are too weak, this kind of words sound like... a dead duck with a hard mouth."

With a dodge, he nimbly turned behind Wick, and the trace of the holy gun in his palm disappeared in a flash, and he slapped it hard.

That's right, the so-called breath of holy light was only sent to him by Su Ge now.

It still hurts.

He approached slowly, and Wick, who had breathed a sigh of relief, tried to continue shooting, but the pistol was kicked away.

"Don't use this thing to fool people, find your own heart, there is a strength there."

Stepping on Wick's chest, Su Ge's body ignited a strange black energy, in a state of being in a state of being neither demon nor human. Facing Wick's gaze, he growled lowly:
"Hold it! Pull it out! You might hurt me, haha!"

"what!!!"

The big foot was as heavy as the Alps, and John Wick was hard to resist. Amidst the roar, a pistol appeared in his hand inexplicably, and Wick shot without thinking.

The bullet landed on his chest, exploding a cloud of blood.

The wound is much more ferocious than a normal bullet, and it seems to have a burning function.

Wick looked to his right hand in shock, where there was a large silver pistol.

It doesn't even have a magazine, it's like a toy.But the recoil of firing doesn't lie...

"Wait, I still have one in my left hand."

"Tsk, it doesn't hurt as much as I imagined."

Vic looked up, only to see the wound on the demon's body, which was miraculously healing, and then his eyes went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

But the police who received the report belatedly could only look at the "Beware of Bomb" signs on the doors and windows in a daze.

(End of this chapter)