The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

The two guns were inserted into the holsters under the left and right armpits, walked around a few times, and made a few quick movements of drawing the guns. After not feeling any hindrance, he shook his head at Caron and said,

"These two guns are enough for the weapon. Give me an electric baton that can knock people down in an instant. Mr. Devinhill has two guns, Viggo Tarasov and Abram Tarasov. idea of ​​fraternal collaboration

Before there is no result, try not to use guns and knives as much as possible."

"Hehe, Mr. Wick, you know that this kind of electric baton that can knock people to the ground in an instant is actually no safer than a knife. As long as the electric baton and people are in contact for 0.1 seconds, there is at least a 2-fold probability that the person who is shocked will die," Caron reminded road.

John Wick shrugged, "At least I didn't use a gun or a knife. As for the little guys who were electrocuted to death, it can only be said that he was out of luck."

"OK, the electric baton you need will be delivered outside Vigo-Tarasov's nightclub in 15 minutes. Do you want me to help you find Vigo's whereabouts?"

"NO, thank you, I knew where Vigo was before I came here."

After John Wick checked the weapons and ammunition on his body, he took out another gift box of a bulletproof suit and handed it to Caron, and closed the trunk. "This suit will be stored in the Continental Hotel for me. I will go to the hotel to find you if necessary."

"Okay, Mr. Wick," Caron said, taking the gift box.

"Goodbye, Caron".

"Good luck, Mr. Wick".

John Wick nodded, turned to get in the car, stepped on the accelerator after ignition, and the Mustang's engine roared.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak" John Wick put into gear, let go of the clutch abruptly, and the Mustang roared out of the airport, heading towards Vigo Tarasov's nightclub.

Chapter 287 .280 Chapter Seven John Wick Says I'm Cheap

All the way according to the reminder on Sunday, John Wick drove the Mustang 1969, and drove from the airport to the New York City area with the throttle, waking up half of the New York City area all the way.

He didn't become honest until he saw a lot of people holding long and short guns and yelling at him in North Brooklyn.

When approaching Vigo-Tarasov's nightclub, the speed of the car had dropped to 30 yards and turned into an alley tens of meters away from the nightclub.

After turning off the engine, getting out of the car, and locking the car, John Wick looked around him worriedly.

Worried about whether this 9% new Mustang will be towed away by the gangsters in North Brooklyn after his mission is completed.

Ma Dan, if anyone dares to steal my car, I will kill him, John Wick muttered fiercely in his heart.

Before John Wick thought much, Sunday's voice reached his ears,

"Mr. Wick, the three-dimensional map of the Tarasov nightclub has been displayed on the glasses. You'd better wear the glasses and observe carefully before acting."

"clear",

Putting on the glasses, the three-dimensional map quickly appeared in front of John's eyes. When he introduced it to him on Sunday, he zoomed in and out of the map from time to time.

"Mr. Wick, this route is temporarily the safest route to Vigo-Tarasov. After you take action, I will guide you in due course based on what I have learned."

"Okay", check the equipment on your body again, put on your backpack, and follow Sunday's instructions to get the electric baton sent by Caron from the trash can not far from the nightclub.

Put on a black mask, and then use the sewer pipe to climb up to the top floor of the 6th floor under the cover of night.

After going upstairs, I lowered my body and observed for a while, "Mr. Wick, all cameras will enter the blind spot in 5 seconds, and you have 4 seconds to run to the stairwell."

"5, 4, 3, 2, run".

Just finished talking about John Wick on Sunday and he rushed to the stairwell like a cheetah, the last few meters, Sunday's unemotional voice suddenly said: "Get down"

A roll, John Wick slammed on the side of the stairwell, lying on the ground waiting for Sunday's instructions, and a few minutes later, "4 seconds of safety time".

Crawling a few steps to the door of the stairwell, 4 seconds later, John Wick was lying on the roof again, waiting for a few minutes, after safety,

Taking out the lockpicking tool on his body, he opened the door of the stairwell, stepped into the stairwell, and closed the door quietly.

Leaning against the door, I took a few breaths and sighed a few times. With a girlfriend, my physical strength is not much worse than before, especially this girlfriend is a mature woman in her 30s who was born as a model. It seems that I have to plan my own well in the future. Workout plan too.

According to Sunday's reminder and his intuition cultivated by more than ten years of killing experience, John Wick killed from the 6th floor to the 3rd floor. The five thug bodyguards along the way were either knocked out by him or stunned by electric shock.

After stunning 2 people in a row, the third person who was shocked foamed at the mouth and went to see Satan after trembling for more than ten seconds.

'FK', glanced at the electric baton in his hand, dragged the hanged thug into an empty room and cursed in a low voice,

I didn't expect this thing to be really powerful, just stay for a few tenths of a second, and people will die immediately.

Now that someone is dead, John Wick no longer cares about whether he will be electrocuted to death. He can use an electric baton in a sneak attack but never punches him.

When passing through the last aisle, three thugs with Uzi submachine guns stopped outside the office door. After thinking for ten seconds and unable to approach quietly, they took out their pistols and killed the three thugs with three beeps.

He broke all the way to Viggo Tarasov's office on the third floor, stood outside the door, and listened to Sunday, who invaded the host of the nightclub, explain the situation in the office.

When he heard that Viggo Tarasov was alone in the office, John Wick stood still and took a few breaths, patted his dusty suit, trimmed his hair, and after tidying up, John Wick knocked on the door, "Tuk Tuk Benedict".

"Come in," came the voice of permission from the door.

Opening the door, John Wick opened the door and walked into the office. He saw a middle-aged man sitting on the desk opposite the door and looked at him suspiciously, "Are you lost? Friend."

"NO, NO, NO, Mr. Vigo-Tarasov, if I were you, I would stretch out the hand holding the gun, and I guarantee that you will not draw the gun as fast as I do."

John Wick stared at Vigo's eyes calmly, and his naturally flat right hand trembled slightly.

Viggo Tarasov felt for no reason that he should listen to John Wick. This guy in the mask in front of him could really kill him before he even picked up his gun.

"Okay, buddy." Viggo Tarasov slowly pulled out his right hand that was stretched into the drawer, and then slowly put his hands on the desk.

"We have a feud?" asked Vigo Tarasov.

"NO" John Wick shook his head, "We didn't have any hatred before, but maybe after today we will."