Marvel's Swordsman

When Zhang Jun was about to open the door, he suddenly heard the whistling sound of the exhaust pipe of a car not far away.

Accompanied by the sound of the bolt being pulled.

Zhang Jun followed the voice and looked over.

I saw a Ford Taurus drifting beautifully from a distance, and with a flick of its tail, it drove to this street.

A guy in a wallet with colorfully dyed hair poked out from the co-pilot.

He held an akm and shouted: "Boy, go to hell"

bang bang

Raindrops of bullets swept over and hit the door of the bar, breaking bricks and flying gravel.

The killer was shouting excitedly. He seemed to see Zhang Jun move, but he didn't seem to move and just stood there.

One clip was fired.

There was a rattling sound from the bolt.

The guy stared wide-eyed at Zhang Jun standing there intact, with no injuries at all.

He looked at Zhang Jun and then at the akm submachine gun in his hand.

It doesn't make sense

When he shot himself, he pressed the muzzle of the gun.

Even if the akm recoil gun is not very accurate, there is no reason why not a single bullet hit the opponent.

Rivas, the driving companion, saw that a magazine was used up, but he didn't even kill the target.

He shouted dissatisfied: "What the hell did you do? Did that bitch last night drain all your energy and kill the target quickly?"

Hearing his companion's complaints, Ka Suo retracted his body, took off the empty magazine, and reloaded a new one.

Rivas stepped on the brakes, pulled the handbrake, and turned the steering wheel at the same time.

The car makes a sharp turn beautifully.

There was a rapid friction between the tires of the car and the ground, making a hissing sound, and white smoke came out of the tires.

Ford Taurus wants to reopen, and give Zhang Jun another shuttle.

But just when Taurus was about to complete the sharp turn, suddenly a tire on the front wheel blew out.

砰

There was a loud bang, and immediately the car lost control.

It just turned a somersault in the air, then hit the ground and rolled twice in a row, and slid out close to the ground.

It stopped after hitting two street lights all the time.

Zhang Jun walked over with the Czech cz75 pistol that was confiscated not long ago.

Ka Suo was thrown out when the car overturned, smashed into a car parked by the side of the road, and fell to his death.

Luckily for Rivas, the airbag saved his life.

But he's not looking good right now.

His forehead was hit so hard that he bled.

There were more than a dozen marks of cuts from broken glass on his face.

After losing consciousness for more than ten seconds, Rivas felt a sharp pain, and he woke up leisurely.

Seeing a blurry figure standing in front of him, he was still confused.

Have absolutely no idea what happened.

Zhang Jun leaned over and pointed a gun at Rivas.

"Who are you and why do you want to kill me?"

Before Rivas came to his senses, a tingling pain suddenly spread from his fingers to his brain.

"what"

Rivas screamed.

Only then did he realize that he had been pulled out of the car and dragged to the side of the road.

The man's foot was stepping on his finger.

"What are you talking about? I don't know. Let go, or I'll call the police."

click

Rivas clearly heard the sound of his finger bones breaking.

"what"

Zhang Jun saw the lights of the surrounding houses turned on, and people came out of the house one after another, paying attention to this side.

Zhang Jun immediately shouted loudly. "Sir, how are you? Are you injured? Don't worry, I've called an ambulance. They will be here soon. Just hold on, don't die, hold on."

Zhang Jun shouted loudly, and his feet became even harder.

The piercing pain continued to hit Rivas' head.

He screamed like a pig being killed.

"Hold on, sir. Don't worry. The ambulance will be here soon." Zhang Jun squatted down and continued to step on his hand.

He whispered in Rivas' ear.

"You can continue to be harsh, but I guarantee that when the ambulance arrives, you will have to lie in bed for the rest of your life."

Rivas was a killer, not a dead man.

After hearing Zhang Jun's threat, Rivas, who was tortured to death, shouted. "It's the high table that has placed a reward on you. We are following orders."

"Oh"

high table

Zhang Jun also heard a little bit about it, and it was a well-known killer organization.

"Why are they putting a bounty on me? By the way, what is my bounty?"

Say it all out, and there is no need to keep the others secret.

Rivas shouted. "The person who escaped into your tavern tonight is an important task for the High Table. You protected him and angered the people at the High Table. They placed a reward on your heads. One million will buy your life."

Hearing Rivas' explanation, Zhang Jun's face suddenly collapsed.

"I'm only worth 100 million to blind them"

Zhang Jun was so angry that he wanted to break this guy's leg.

But there was the distinctive sound of an ambulance in the distance.

That voice reminded Zhang Jun.

Only then did he restrain his killing intent.

He looked at Rivas and thought about it.

"If you want to survive, tell your bank card password and secret vault. Otherwise, believe me, I have plenty of ways to make your life worse than death."

Rivas heard that the other party robbed him at this time.

He was stunned.

dog day.

Damn it, is this guy a gangster?

Now you want to rob me

Seeing that the other party was silent, he wanted to drag him over.

Zhang Jun covered the opponent's mouth, and stepped even harder.

Rivas felt like his fingers were flattened.

He pointed out with cold sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly patted Zhang Jun's foot with his intact right hand.

Signaling himself to speak.

Zhang Jun let go of his hand.

Rivas swallowed a mouthful of water, enduring the pain.

"We are all guys who have today and no tomorrow. How can we save money? We all spend it when we have money. It is true that we never keep overnight money, you have to believe me."

Does Zhang Jun believe it?

Don't believe it at all

"Oh, then where is your lair? It's where you usually hide."

When Rivas heard the other party asking about his lair, he hesitated again.

But in the next second, I felt that the feet stepping on my fingers became heavier again.

Rivas shouted quickly. “31 West 15st Street, Room 402, Brooklyn”

Hearing what the other party said, Zhang Jun looked at the ambulance that was about to drive over.

He lowered his head and looked at Rivas with a smile.

"I hope you're telling the truth so you can save the dog's life. Otherwise, just pray to your God."

Zhang Jun released his feet, opened his hands and shouted loudly. "Here here"

The ambulance saw Zhang Jun waving.

The ambulance stopped in front of Zhang Jun, and two nurses and an emergency doctor rushed over.

The doctor took a small flashlight to check the pupils of Gas here, and he shouted while checking.

"Sir, how do you feel?"

"Where does it hurt"

"Can you hear my words clearly and can you see my fingers clearly?"

He quickly checked Rivas' injuries professionally and made a judgment.

"The head was hit hard, and the consciousness is now clear. Many soft tissues throughout the body were damaged, the most serious ones were the fingers, which were probably hit by heavy objects. It is initially judged that they have comminuted fractures. They need to be sent for CT and surgery as soon as possible."

Rivas was strapped to an ambulance stretcher and taken to an ambulance.

Looking at the ambulance going away, Zhang Jun shook his head.

I don’t know who the well-intentioned guy called, otherwise I would have more time to ask for the other person’s bank card password.

Zhang Jun shook his head and walked back to the bar, opened the door and walked in.

John Wick is sitting on a high chair in a bar, leaning on the bar with a gun in his hand.

John Wick is not in a good shape right now.

There was a lot of blood on his face, and he didn't know if it was his or the enemy's.

His body was full of scars, and only half of his life was left.

Seeing Zhang Jun, John Wick lowered his gun and shouted.

"I want to hire you"

He killed Mike D'Antoni, a member of the board of directors of High Table, and High Table and Continental Hotel would never let him go.

Even not long ago, my own reward order had been activated

John Wick fought all the way here just to see if the mercenary who claimed to be able to kill even God could save his life.

Otherwise, what awaits you is a corpse lying on the street.

Zhang Jun walked to the bar and took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet.

"Want a drink?"

John Wick nodded.

"Um"

Zhang Jun poured a glass of bourbon and placed it in front of John Wick.

"What's your trouble? I'll see how much I charge."

John Wick took the glass and took a sip.

"The High Table has put a reward on me, and I want you to help me cancel the fatwa."

Hearing this, Zhang Jun poured himself a glass too.

"This is not an easy task"

John Wick looked at Zhang Jun.

"You said that as long as you have enough money, you can help me solve my troubles. Even God, you dare to kill me."

Zhang Jun shrugged, spread his hands and said. "Of course, but I have to help you solve this matter. The price is not low, it costs a lot of money."

John Wick struggled to lift a box from his feet, put it on the table, and opened it.

"Are these enough?"