Lan Weiwei followed Gao Ning up and down the alley. After walking for only five or six minutes, she finally couldn't help it anymore.
"Where are we going?"
Gao Ning did not answer directly: "Did you know?, in my impression, the story about John Wick is actually one movie... although three movies were made."
"Um?"
"In my memory, this kind of weather only appeared once in the movie, and that was when John, the protagonist, broke the rules of the high table and was about to be hunted down by all the killers of the high table.
Combined with our mission, the time point we are at now is most likely at that time!"
"I seem to have some impression!" Lan Weiwei touched her chin as if recalling.
"So what do we need most right now?"
"enmm...weapon?"
"It's intelligence!" Gao Ning said: "We need John Wick's location."
"That's right! We have to get a mobile phone first! Are we going to the Continental Hotel?"
Lan Weiwei scratched her head: "I remember, it seems that they only accept gold coins issued by Gao Tai Table themselves, and we don't have any!"
"It's too much trouble! And it's unnecessary!"
"What do you mean?" Lan Weiwei was stunned.
Gao Ning suddenly stopped and looked at the garbage station next to him.
Next to several half-person-high garbage bins, there is a small shed built with thick cardboard made of scrap wood from a wheelbarrow.
A slovenly man was sitting there with his head bent under a piece of plastic sheet, holding a bottle of beer and drinking sips at a time, regardless of the fact that it was still raining.
"found it!"
"What was found?"
Just when Lan Weiwei signaled to ask this question, she suddenly found that Gao Ning's figure suddenly disappeared, and the umbrella that lost its support stagnated in the air for a second, and then fell downwards after being hit by dense raindrops.
The umbrella lost its balance and tilted slowly. Just when it was about to turn over, Lan Weiwei's eyes blurred and she noticed that Gao Ning's figure appeared again.
He grasped the handle of the umbrella accurately, and with a slight exertion, he turned the umbrella upright.
Lan Weiwei's mouth grew bigger and she was so surprised that she was speechless.
He... what did he just do?
Wait, he has a flip phone in his hand!
By the time Lan Weiwei noticed the important point, Gao Ning had already read the above information and stuffed the phone into his pocket.
"Luckily, there are still thirty minutes left before the carnival, which is enough for us to complete a mission!"
Gao Ning said, turned and left.
Lan Weiwei glanced at the beggar out of nowhere, only to find that the beggar had fallen on his back at some point. He still held the beer bottle in his right hand, but he no longer made any movement to drink.
Dead...dead?
Lan Weiwei swallowed hard and spit.
"Don't think nonsense, he's not dead yet, he just passed out! I wouldn't kill someone for a mobile phone, although that guy is not a good person either!"
Gao Ning's voice came from the front. Lan Weiwei looked up with a guilty conscience, only to find that he didn't look back at all, and he didn't even pause in his steps.
"Yes, really? That's great!"
Lan Weiwei hurriedly followed and said: "Are we going to... kill him now? Don't wait for the countdown?"
"We are the killers of the main god, do we have anything to do with the high table table? Why do we abide by the high table table's own rules? Is it possible that you are coveting the illusory two million US dollars?" Gao Ning gave Lan Weiwei a strange look.
"right!"
Lan Weiwei thought for a moment and unexpectedly found that what he said made sense.
But then I thought about it and was a little unconvinced: "Then if we take action, will we be targeted by the high table?"
Gao Ning stopped and turned around.
"Do you think... the high table can do anything to me?"
Lan Weiwei suddenly thought of the scene just now and was speechless.
Gao Ning turned around and said, "If there's no problem, come here. We don't have much time. We have to speed up!" "Oh oh oh!"
Lan Weiwei promised repeatedly and ran over. Just as she was about to speak, she was grabbed by Gao Ning. The surrounding space shook slightly and the two figures disappeared instantly.
…
On the other side, in a taxi.
Liu Dabao looked at the old man next to him with a hint of horror in his eyes.
The old man still kept a smile on his face and continued to exert force on his hands until the black driver's struggle became weaker and weaker, until he completely lost consciousness, and then he slowly let go of his hand.
He slowly took the strap back and clamped it on his pants again. Then he grabbed the black man's hair with disgust and twisted it back. After confirming that he was completely unconscious, he let go of his hand and let the black man's head fall.
It hit the steering wheel with a clang.
"Dabao, what are you doing standing still? Hurry up and drive!"
"Oh oh oh!"
Only then did Liu Dabao come back to his senses. He quickly opened the car door and walked around to the driver's seat. He first pulled hard on the black driver, but found that he couldn't pull it. Then he remembered that the seat belt had not been unfastened, so he leaned in halfway and pressed the button.
Check the seat belt buckle.
When he was about to try again, Mr. Lu slowly said: "Don't forget to search yourself. We are penniless now and need a lot of things. Don't waste it!"
"knew!"
At this time, Liu Dabao had also regained his composure. He quickly rummaged through the black man's pockets and found half a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, pills in a small plastic bag, and a few U.S. dollars.
Liu Dabao's eyes stopped on the pill for a second, and finally threw it out of the car without hesitation.
After putting the rest of the things in his pocket, he dragged the black driver out and got into the driver's seat!
After closing the door, releasing the handbrake, and gently pressing on the accelerator, the taxi's brake lights went out and it slowly disappeared from the alley.
Liu Dabao drove very slowly, partly because he was not familiar with the road, partly because it was dark and he could not see the road clearly, and more importantly, he had to search for other places ahead while driving.
The passenger's hand buckle was the focus of attention. The black driver was obviously a slovenly man. There were a lot of messy things stuffed inside. Liu Dabao grabbed it out, spread it out on the passenger seat, rummaged around casually, and found it quickly.
A mobile phone.
"Strange! I remember this story is set in modern times. Why is there a BB machine?"
"oh?"
Mr. Lu raised his eyebrows, obviously interested: "Let's take a look!"
"promise!"
Liu Dabao handed over the BB machine, and the old man played with it casually. The screen two fingers wide quickly lit up, and a row of fonts quickly slid across.
[Project name: John Wick]
[Estimated opening time: fifteen minutes.]
Mr. Lu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then the smile on his face gradually widened.
"Dabao, is John Wick great?"
Liu Dabao frowned, but his efforts were blocked, and he said: "Of course he is powerful. This guy can fight a hundred enemies with one shot. It is normal for him to be called a night demon. It is a bummer in the game."
"Is that so? Isn't our mission very dangerous?"
"It's a narrow escape!"
Liu Dabao was inexplicably angry.
It’s just the first mission, why are you so perverted? It’s going to cost you your life!
Mr. Lu chuckled: "In that case, what do you think about letting others complete it for us?"