John Wick leaned against the wall tiredly, his left hand tightly covering the blood on his abdomen.
The rain was still falling, and the already uneven ground in the alley became even more potholed.
The street lights not far away illuminated it, and the ground was reflective, making it feel even more dilapidated.
Brush it!
The small observation window was opened, revealing a face wearing glasses, somewhat alert and somewhat honest.
This is an Asian man with gray hair. Although there are no wrinkles on his face, he gives off an old and decayed look.
When he saw John Wick, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly closed the observation window.
"etc!"
John Wick quickly stuffed a few gold coins and stared at the little old man sincerely: "Please! It's not six o'clock yet. According to the rules, you can't refuse my request!"
"No no! Only ten minutes left!"
"No one will know! I promise!"
"Impossible! John, you should also know that rules are rules!"
"Of course I know, and I'm tasting the bitter pill! Please, Jerry, for the sake of our previous friendship, give me five minutes! I promise that the time is up and I will disappear immediately!"
John Wick's sincere tone, combined with the embarrassment on his face, looks very convincing.
Of course, what was even more convincing were the few gold coins John slipped in again.
For a small underground doctor, a small-scale operation only charges one gold coin, but now the other party pays at least seven or eight times the amount.
This was simply impossible for him to refuse.
John also knew this, so he was so decisive!
Moreover, if this matter is not resolved as soon as possible, the gold coins will be of no use to him!
"All right!"
The little old man looked at John Wick for two seconds, then decisively opened the door and let him in.
Bang.
The iron gate is closed.
In the corner, where the garbage was piled up, a man in tattered clothes came out. He checked his location, casually pulled a piece of plastic sheet, covered himself, and turned around to leave.
Meanwhile, killers across New York gain access to John Wick's new location.
In the taxi, Liu Dabao suddenly braked hard and stopped the taxi on the side of the road.
He stared at the line map displayed on the BB machine with some surprise, and said: "Old man, the target is actually near me, less than one kilometer away from here!"
Mr. Lu said with a smile: "That's good news. Keep going that way. Also, have you found the gun store?"
"No, old man, are you really going to get weapons from a gun shop? That kind of place is not easy to mess with!"
"Do as I say, and there will be no problem! Just be at ease!" Mr. Lu snorted lightly, with a hint of disdain between his brows.
"Old man, I know very well how Americans are pissed. On the battlefield in South Vietnam, they almost turned into a ball of mud! Humph!"
Liu Dabao gritted his teeth: "Yes, I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll just listen to you!"
I looked up and saw a gun sign not far away. The small house was not only equipped with the Internet, but also had a security door. It looked like it had a high level of security.
Liu Dabao quickly shifted into gear and stepped on the accelerator.
The wheels rubbed against the ground, making a squealing sound, and as white smoke billowed out, the car rushed out.
Liu Dabao grabbed the steering wheel tightly, gritted his teeth, stared, and exerted all his strength with his arms.
"Old man, you're ready!"
Mr. Lu said nothing, fastened his seat belt on his upper body, raised his legs and bent them on the back of the driver's seat, curling up like a shrimp.
At the same time, his arms were slightly bent and held on his knees.
At this moment, Liu Dabao suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the car instantly lost control and crashed into the gun store.
The front of the car was instantly scrapped, and it crashed through the wall. The two people in the car were hit, and their bodies hit the airbag uncontrollably. They felt as if they were struck by lightning, and their brains went numb instantly.
Liu Dabao felt as if someone had hit him hard on the head. Not only did he have auditory hallucinations, but he was also dizzy.
I didn't feel relieved for a while.
Mr. Lu in the back row is in much better shape.
He was wearing a seat belt, and his body was fully retracted with his legs on the back of the chair, as if he were squatting horizontally. Suddenly, the inertia deepened, and he just couldn't help but sit down, and his butt and thighs were forced to follow him.
The airbag hit.
Although it hurts, that's all.
If the seat belt hadn't pinched his chest so hard that he couldn't breathe, he might have already pushed the door open and stepped out when the car stopped.
Thick smoke was coming out of the engine, and the gun shop staff rushed out with a revolver and yelling.
Sometimes he looked at the scene of the car accident in surprise, and sometimes he scratched his head with his hands and yelled, as if he was overwhelmed by the unexpected situation and didn't know what to do.
A sudden car accident occurred on the street, which immediately attracted the attention of passers-by. Some curious people even braved the wind and rain to run nearby to watch.
Most people watched the scene indifferently, while some enthusiastic people directly called the police and emergency center.
At this time, the rear door opened and Mr. Lu staggered out.
The onlookers saw that he was an old man, and someone reached out to help him.
Mr. Lu put his right hand on his forehead, making a dizzy gesture, dodging several hands intentionally or unintentionally, and stumbled towards the gun shop clerk.
"careful!"
The man subconsciously supported the old man.
Mr. Lu said weakly: "Quick! Go and save people!"
As soon as he said this, the people around him realized that the driver was still inside.
Liu Dabao had also regained consciousness at this time, but his whole head was buzzing, as if he had just experienced a roller hell.
The car door was opened, and two kind people helped to untie his seat belt and helped him out.
Liu Dabao's condition was worse. Blood was still gurgling from the torn corner of his eye. Although it wasn't a lot, it was a bit shocking.
It's bleeding!
This is a big deal!
The scene was chaotic, and just when most people's attention was attracted by Liu Dabao, Mr. Lu, who was harmless to humans and animals, suddenly punched the gun shop clerk in the stomach.
The sudden severe pain took advantage of this young man, who was about thirty years old, and his eyeballs almost exploded and became bloodshot almost instantly.
He opened his mouth wide and could not utter a word. He also lost all his strength and fell into a state of stiffness.
Mr. Lu didn't feel any better either. He had used too much force in the sneak attack just now, and half of his body was numb.
Fortunately it worked!
"I'm getting old! This guy has reached his age. If he doesn't accept it, he just can't do it!"
Mr. Lu muttered mockingly to himself, took the revolver out of the waiter's hand, and helped him walk to the gun store.
