Chapter 752 This World Is Unusual

John Wick had a dream. In the dream, his beloved wife who had just passed away told him to live well. They walked on the beach together and enjoyed the beautiful sunset...

Until the dull pain reminded him that he still had unfinished tasks. A group of thieves who came out from nowhere sneaked into his house in the middle of the night, killed the dog that his beloved wife had bought to accompany him, stole his favorite Ford Persia 729, and arrogantly beat him unconscious. land.

He said sorry to the figure in his dream, he had to wake up...

John Wick slowly opened his eyes. The bright lights made him uncomfortable, and the pain in his body made him frown uncontrollably. His stomach, back, face, and back of the head were all hit hard, and it didn't feel good.

However, what made him feel even worse was the aroma of fried steak that his nose could smell.

"Mr. Wick, your comfortable life has made you relax your vigilance. Who would have thought that the legendary Mr. Night Stalker would be beaten to death by a few thieves in his own home in the dark night, and stole his car. He was also beaten unconscious... Sorry, let me look at the time. It is now two-twenty. If you include the time when I came, oh, dear Mr. John Wick, you were raped by a few unknown thieves. I was beaten until I fainted for one hour and thirty-two minutes.”

John Wick ignored the damn taunts. He stood up with a groan, smoothed back his messy long hair, frowned and looked at the sofa in the living room not far away, wearing pajamas, eating steak and drinking. He collected a Romanée-Conti 74 vintage dry red. If he saw it correctly, it was an oriental man.

"Who are you?"

Wang Yan was certainly aware of the danger in John Wick's eyes, but he pretended not to notice it and continued to eat steak and drink red wine. After pretending, he said calmly: "I live next door to you. Just yesterday. I moved here. My name is Wang Yan, you can call me Wang."

"King?" John Wick repeated doubtfully, searching in his mind which player this was, and finally shook his head, frowned and asked, "You work for the High Table?"

The high table, the hight table. He is the supreme master in this play, holding supreme authority, making rules and guarding them. The High Table is a collective organization with the so-called Elders Council, which controls some forces and supervises and manages Continental Hotels scattered around the world.

The Continental Hotel is a hotel. It's just that he specializes in providing services to killers, gangsters and other people in the underground world, providing one-stop entertainment. In the Continental Hotel, no one is allowed to use force. Once they use force, they will be executed. It is considered a safe island, which fits the name of the Continental Hotel. There is a sea full of carnage and death outside. Once you get ashore, you become a civilized person.

Perhaps it is understandable to apply it to the plunder in the Age of Discovery. Countless fleets went out to explore and seize wealth. After returning to their countries, they all became noble gentlemen and wealthy landowners.

Everything changes without departing from its origin, it’s all the same truth...

"No, I'm just a small character who just performed a mission and passed the registration assessment."

Wang Yan shook his head, forked the last piece of steak on the plate very elegantly, slowly drank the red wine, and continued to speak with John Wick's murderous eyes.

"John, relax, don't be so nervous, why not come over and have a drink together? This is the wine you hid, and I drank it myself as if I was a robber. Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you, it's just that I heard it in my sleep Someone was making a noise, and then I saw a few people driving your car arrogantly in front of my house, so I came over to see what was going on. You know, people always call themselves brave and curious about too many irrelevant things. It just so happens that I am.”

"Didn't anyone tell you that this would lead you to the abyss!"

John Wick's cold words contained murderous intent. He glanced at the oriental man in front of him, turned around and took out the family medical kit from a box in the living room, wiped the blood on his face with the alcohol wipes inside, and endured Feeling the slight sting.

He sat across from Wang Yan, poured himself a large glass, drank it all in one gulp, and asked, "What is your purpose?"

"I told you, just to see the fun."

"Just that?"

"Can it blow your head off with one shot?" Wang Yan took out a silver desert eagle with a metallic luster and placed it on the coffee table. He explained the facts and then said, "But I do have something I want to do. ask you."

Seeing John Wick's eyes lingering on the pistol, Wang Yan didn't care and asked the question he wanted to know: "As far as I know, you were trained by the High Table since you were a child. Those who were with you The killers are all very strong. Their bones and muscles are much stronger than ordinary people. Even professional athletes cannot compare with you. John, can you tell me how you do this?"

John Wick moved his eyes away from the beautiful Desert Eagle and looked coldly at the Eastern man in front of him: "I just said, this will lead you into the abyss, and you are on the road to death."

"John, you are very entertaining." Wang Yan shook his head funny, "No matter what we do, from the moment we are born, we are on the road to death. It does not depend on whether I pry into some so-called secrets. If you believe it If you pass me, we can make some deals, such as helping you when you are in trouble."

"help me?"

John Wick's suspicion was written on his face. Wang Yan smiled and stretched out his hands to show him the front and back of his hands in the air. Then, in his puzzled eyes, a palm with five fingers opened and slapped the wooden coffee table with ease.

As the palm slapped, there was a loud bang. When the palm left, John looked over and saw a concave handprint. The cups and bottles on the table just shook, and the scarlet wine inside rippled.

"Chinese Kung Fu? Bruce Lee?"

John was surprised. The solid wood board on the coffee table was not thick. He could break through it and smash it, but he could not leave a handprint on it without destroying the table. He understood the reason for this move. Because he knew Chinese martial arts, he knew that this move was called inch force. This requires great strength, extremely high force skills, and a strong palm.

After all, this is not standing up and hitting the board or bricks with your fists, but sitting down and hitting casually, which requires more powerful abilities.

"It's just a trick for carving statues, it's nothing, what do you think of this deal?" Wang Yan considerately changed the adjective of "tricks" and told the foreign devil.

"You can't get it." John Wick said, "I don't know the details, I only know that this is a human gene project about super humans done by the laboratory of the High Table. We are beneficiaries and also experimental subjects. In fact, as long as you reach the level, you will know in the future."

"What level?"

"Complete 30 tasks, and the data room of the Continental Hotel will be opened, and you can see all of this. The specific requirements are to complete a difficult task and 100 million US dollars. I don't know how many people have completed it, but I think there must be not many. Because there used to be many famous and powerful people, and now they are gone."

John's tone was a little sarcastic, either mocking himself, mocking the High Table, or mocking those colleagues who once blindly pursued power, or mocking Wang Yan's overestimation.

Wang Yan smiled indifferently, knowing that John Wick, a player who only thinks about guns and bullets, could not provide further information. But in the end, it also shows that his thoughts are correct. Since there is such a so-called superhuman gene project, and it also makes John Wick kill so many people, it proves that this world is indeed not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Apart from other things, when the High Table sanctioned John Wick, it organized and dispatched a well-equipped and advanced force similar to the army. Or on the other hand, John Wick killed so many people along the way, and there was no police wanted, which also explained the problem.

It doesn’t matter what the director thinks or how the movie is shot, because now he is here, and the living father will perfect the world. Whether it is reasonable or not, it does exist.

"You should have enough authority. Can you find a way to bring those materials to me?"

"No, they are all paper. I can't memorize them. Besides, I am not allowed to bring any electronic products, and it is even more impossible to bring people with me." John seemed to be recalling and said after thinking for a moment, "In fact, there is not much information. It just introduces some things about the High Table and the affairs between various sects, and some information about gangs, etc. It's just some more confidential information. Winston, the manager of the Twisting Waist Continent Hotel, said that it is the truth of the world."

The truth of the world? There has never been any truth in the world, but it is just a power game of the jungle.

Without further nagging, Wang Yan said, "You've made a fortune, John. You want me to help you with just a few words. You've always been a troublemaker. I think this time, maybe you'll drag me in."

John shrugged: "Fair trade, I hope you're really strong."

"John, do you think you're really retired?"

"I've lived a comfortable life for five years, no missions, no death, and no one like you has appeared in front of me."

"You're too naive."

Wang Yan smiled, "You don't think the High Table is really that merciful, do you? It's just that they haven't used you yet. Before your wife died, if they asked you to do something and were rejected, they would definitely use your wife to coerce you. Now that your wife is dead, they asked you to do something and were rejected, so they will hunt you down. Will you wait to die or resist? You will resist, right? Then you are caught in the vortex again, with only endless killing. You For such a person, the best destination is death. "

John did not comment: "If you continue to pursue the genetic project, then believe me, you will definitely die before me."

"Are you loyal to the High Table?"

"I am loyal to myself."

"Very good, John. I want to wait for you to figure it out and cooperate with me."

"Cooperate on what?"

Wang Yan smiled and said: "Destroy the High Table, or fight it. Lay down your weapons, there is no other way except death. John, the real retirement is not that you are blessed by others and pray that they will keep you away from the whirlpool and live a stable life. But rely on the gun in your hand and kill your way out. Let others dare not disturb your peaceful life, this is the real retirement. "

John Wick was not shocked by Wang Yan's fantasy, "You are not the first person to have such an idea, but your predecessors are all dead." He looked at the Oriental man in front of him with the eyes of a dead person, and said seriously, "The High Table is invincible!"

"That must be because they are not strong enough." Wang Yan raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass. He picked up the Desert Eagle on the table and said a series of numbers. "I wish you smooth operation. If you need anything, call me. I live here." You can also come to see me on the left side of your house.”

John Wick said nothing, just watched Wang Yan leave his house, picked up the bottle and drank the rest of the wine, stared at the handprints on the coffee table for a moment, then got up and cleaned up the puddle in the living room where he had been beaten. He then took a sledgehammer in the tool room and went to the basement. He sealed eighty-eighty pieces of information with cement, which belonged to the Night Demon's past...

This is a mid-range community located on the outskirts of New York, almost leaving New York. Of course, even if it is mid-range, it is still a luxury home. They are all two-story villas with gardens and swimming pools, and the building density is not very high. Of course, the greenery is also good, and the living experience is still there.

As a killer, John Wick earns a lot of pension. After all, he has been famous for many years and has performed many tasks, which makes him very profitable. But in the final analysis, he is just a part-time worker, and there are not many things in the world where he spends millions of dollars to kill others, so the house here is probably at a price he can accept, and he still has to keep more money. Just enjoy life.

Maybe it's because his wife doesn't know his identity as a killer, and he doesn't have a serious job, so he might not be able to explain his financial resources.

Wang Yan really lived next door to John, and it was also a house with a general layout. When he returned to the room, he was not in a hurry to do anything, because he had plenty of time, so it was not bad. It was night when he came over, and just as he told John, he watched the boys walk away, and then he went to John's house. I cooked three steaks comfortably and drank wine until John woke up and had the above conversation.

This meeting was not bad. At least we established contact and confirmed the information we wanted to know. But it wasn't very pleasant either. John was cold and even more pretentious than Wang, and he didn't like it.

In the next few days, John Wick will set out to destroy that powerful gang of gangsters for the sake of his dog and his car. It's basically a killing spree, with no obstacles.

Since he couldn't die, Wang Yan was too lazy to care. The most urgent thing was to get some sleep first. He came at night, so there was no need to adjust to the time difference. And it seems that the battles here all take place at night, so he may not have many chances to sleep well in the future...

Because the world is about to take action, he has no shortage of training. So Wang Yan didn't get up early, but slept until after eight o'clock. Using the ingredients at home, I made two sandwiches, fried two steaks, and made a fruit salad.

He sat at the dining table by himself, doing nothing but eating breakfast quietly, because he had to eat well alone.

John left early in the morning to find his car…

After breakfast, Wang Yan washed up, sat in the study room with bright windows and sunlight filtering in, turned on the computer and started working.

The living father did not give him any more information, but arranged for him to register to join the killer organization, which was registered at the Continental Hotel. But obviously, no matter how strong the Continental Hotel is, no matter how tough the high table is, there cannot be only one company with so many killers. And the most important thing is, how many people in the world need killers to kill?

According to the information provided by Huo Daddy, his first registration mission, the reward was only a pitiful five thousand dollars, and he killed the small leader of a gangster organization. There is still a lot he doesn't know and needs to be investigated by himself.

It's just that the current timeline is one or four years ago, the Internet era...

Some people say that only 4% of the Internet that ordinary people have access to is the tip of the iceberg. The more 96% is hidden behind the scenes and unknown to the public. And this 96% definition, called the Deep Web, is not publicly accessible and cannot be indexed.

The mysterious dark web that people talk about is a corner of the deep web. Of course, the dark web will also be divided into levels, just like there are different levels of rogues. There is a lot of illegal and criminal information here, including drug dealing, arms, human trafficking, money laundering, assassinations, extremism, pornographic content, hacker services, personal privacy and so on.

As a person with master-level computer skills, it can be said that computers are played thoroughly. It is not much more difficult than eating and drinking, and he easily found the entrance.

He flipped through various information and learned about the underground world of this world. The reputation of the High Table is still very high. After all, they don't betray anyone when they kill people. The Continental Hotel also provides shelter to various criminals. They look like a superior middleman. It is impossible to keep a low profile. There is relevant information everywhere.

It's just that although there is a lot of mixed information, there is no explanation of what is going on at the high table. They are all small fish, and all they hear are legends. If you really know what's going on, you won't dare to talk nonsense.

But it didn't matter. Wang Yan even went to make tea and patiently looked through various messages, looking for all kinds of information. He found the reward website provided by the Continental Hotel. Although the movie shows a phone call, obviously the killer organization's phone number is not so easy to get. In the Internet age, people must adapt to the Internet. Although the computers they use are not very advanced, they are still computers, and the technology is just that. Besides, it's not for technicians, but for customer service.

After searching and invading all this way, he did not find any news about the High Table conducting genetic research and developing potions that can enhance bone and muscle strength. However, there is news about the McCracken government's research, but this doesn't mean much.

It is impossible to say that the High Table has no connection with the government. But it is hard to say who actually developed it. Because there are many and diverse forces, maybe it is the government, maybe it is a consortium, maybe the High Table is behind the consortium or something.

For this kind of cutting-edge research, countries around the world, as long as they have some scientific research capabilities, want to study it. The so-called superhuman may be just a derivative product. To put it bluntly, it is still the matter of immortality.

Wang Yan searched for a day like this, and even arrogantly invaded the US government military to find information about superhumans or super soldiers, but he didn't get much. Some things are not connected to the Internet, maybe this is the case with these things.

However, it is not really nothing. He just didn't find anything about genetic drugs. There are still many other aspects. For example, some killer unions, gangster gangs and so on.

He also found some information about the Chinese. The Hongmen still exists and is still very strong. There is a killer union composed of Chinese, and there are several very strong families, which are said to be very capable. He even saw things related to Japanese ninjas, saying that they really exist and are still very strong.

Although it was found, it is difficult to tell whether it is true or not. After all, the High Table has dispatched an organized combat unit that is suspected to be an army. How strong can the Hongmen be? It is possible that there is a Chinese family, but Wang Yan is skeptical about its ability to fight. As for the so-called ninja, it is probably just a normal samurai who swings a katana, similar to the one who punishes John in the play, or the manager of the Tokyo Continental Hotel.

If these are true, as weird as what is said on the Internet, then the Church must have knights, Islam must have the Quran messenger, Hinduism must have the guardian, etc.

Maybe they really exist, but they are definitely not as magical and powerful as they are said to be. After all, there is no shortage of bragging everywhere. A group of criminals, or criminals who are mixed in the Internet, are not much stronger than Internet tycoons.

In fact, how strong they are, if you don’t fight them, you can’t know clearly. For example, John Wick, Wang Yan is sure that he is not his opponent, but without fighting, he doesn’t know how many moves John Wick can withstand.

This comes from his own perception of danger, rather than the mysterious ability to distinguish strength by looking at momentum. After all, John Wick is cold and seems to be more powerful than him. But in fact, when John Wick was about to kill him, he did not feel the crisis. Although it was also mysterious, it was still far from the one who could tell the strength of a person by looking at him.

After such a full day, Wang Yan went upstairs and changed into a black suit. This is the bulletproof suit that John Wick wore in the movie. Similar to this kind of soft bulletproof, the real world has long had technology, but it is not as strong as the defense in the movie, and it is so light. Especially the tailor's craftsmanship is very good, and it is very comfortable to wear.

Obviously, this is a very strong technology, and we have to find a way to master it.

After putting on the suit and leather shoes, he went to the basement of the house, which is a gun library. Different guns are hung on the wall, and the backlight is on like the scene in the movie, which feels quite a bit.

This is a world of killing. Compared with close combat, using a gun is simple, efficient, and easy.

Wang Yan collected an HK416 rifle with a red dot sight in the space. This is a gun used by many countries' armies and even special forces. It is relatively reliable. It is powerful, durable, and accurate.

He collected two more Desert Eagles. This is a world-famous gun with great power. He doesn't care about the recoil. It works well for him and has basically no shortcomings. Moreover, the guns here are basically tactical modified customized versions with better performance and more in line with his gun usage habits.

After loading a few more magazines and a bunch of bullets, it got dark. He went to the garage and drove the familiar S8 away from this remote place and headed towards Manhattan.

There is a hotel at the intersection of Broadway and Fifth Avenue, which is the Continental Hotel in Twisted Waist...

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