It's not really difficult for Noah to have fun, because it just depends on how he feels.
Noah is still slightly interested in the special professions of ordinary people such as gunfights, agents and killers.
You must know that Noah was also an ordinary person in his previous life. He still liked these special professions very much, otherwise he would not have known about Jason Bourne and the John Wick in front of him.
Now Noah is not afraid of guns or anything like that. Even if he is approached, Noah doesn't need to worry.
It's really difficult for ordinary people to cause any harm to him. Even if they risk their lives, they probably won't be able to pose even the slightest threat to Noah - well, except for nuclear peace advancement.
Noah is not sure that he is standing where he is...forget it, standing there and waiting for someone to drop a nuclear bomb on you is not self-confidence, but a flaw in the brain!
It's okay to just open the mirror space and wait there. Anyway, Noah would never be so stupid as to do something like that.
John Wick was obviously stimulated by Noah's words. He really didn't expect that he would face so many things.
And when he thought about it carefully, he found that it seemed that there was really no way to avoid this kind of thing, which made Wick even more troubled.
"What do you want?" After thinking for a long time, Wick asked with a frown.
"It's nothing, I just want to have fun." Noah spread his hands: "You don't need to worry, for us you so-called killers and assassins are all the same, of course, we also want you to help
place."
"Where?"
"Take us in and find a way to take us to see the guy hiding in Jerusalem who thinks he is God."
Jerusalem is still quite sacred to the members of the High Table. Even though Wick had already quit, he couldn't help but think wrong after hearing Noah's words.
Could it be said that these killers have already made those high-level figures lively?
If these high-level figures intervene in this industry struggle, although the high table may become history, it seems that they can also escape?
Wick is a little confused. He has been doing this job for almost his whole life. If he stopped here, he would feel confused.
Suddenly, Wick seemed to hear something.
Turning his head, Wick saw that in the direction of the door, his puppy somehow escaped from the closet and was squatting at the door looking at him.
Wick was a little confused, but soon his eyes seemed to be reminiscing, a little happy, and at the same time he became very determined.
"I can help you." Wick took a deep breath: "But before that, tell me who you are, okay?"
"Well, let's call it S.H.I.E.L.D. for the time being." Noah thought for a moment and said a name: "As for the future, I don't know, because there are some things that you can't know."
At this point, Noah thought it would be better to take this guy to SHIELD to meet Fury.
But not yet, because there are still a lot of guys at the door who have not been dealt with. After thinking about it, Noah decided to take her there tomorrow.
"I'll take you to meet someone tomorrow. Maybe there will be some fun things."
"Tomorrow? I understand..."
Wick nodded and said no more. Since it was determined, let's do it.
Although Wick is still a little reluctant in his heart, he knows what he is doing. He is a person driven by will and promise.
Since he had promised, he would not go back on his word. He just hoped that his old friends could be more discerning and avoid this disaster.
Time passed quickly. Noah contacted Fury in the afternoon and said that he would go back to visit him the next day. Fury naturally had no reason to refuse.
After hanging up the phone with Fury, Noah also asked Wick to bring out some weapons.
I'm afraid that among the people present, only Noah and Constantine were without weapons, because they really didn't need any weapons, especially firearms.
Wick naturally did not object, and after being persuaded by Noah to cooperate, he also opened the former work equipment that he had buried underground.
Looking at those gold coins, Noah had to sigh that these things really looked like gold galleons, but Noah knew that this thing had nothing to do with gold galleons.
After getting the pistol, Noah took a closer look. Before his rebirth, he also had the experience of going to the army to practice target shooting. However, including the time in this world, it was almost fifty years ago.
Therefore, Noah still needs to get familiar with the gun now that he has it. Of course, this familiarization process only takes ten minutes.
With extraordinary physical fitness and unimaginable body coordination, Noah can master the use of firearms very easily, and he uses them like a killer who has been playing for a lifetime.
As for Constantine, this guy has played with guns before, so he is not ambiguous about how to use them.
"So, in addition to deliberately disgusting me this time, are you also looking for some fun?" Constantine held a cigarette in his mouth and turned the pistol, looking at Noah with a curious face.
"Ha, I don't mean to disgust you." Noah said half-truthfully: "It's true that I want to have some fun, and I am somewhat interested in their assassin organization."
"Assassin organization? Forget it, I don't understand you magicians." Constantine put away his gun, and then said: "Forget it, let's play with you. Speaking of which, we really don't have any."
Let’s have a good time together.”
"Indeed." Noah also laughed: "But this time I am not a magician, and you are not an exorcist."
"Of course, don't worry, little rookie, I will protect you."
"It's hard to say who will protect whom. We won't be in trouble if both of us are protected by Jason."
Jason sat aside and couldn't help laughing when he heard Noah's words, but he knew very well that it was a joke.
It is really impossible for these two people to be killed by ordinary people with guns casually. Maybe there are more people and who will protect whom.
It was getting dark, and after Noah and others ate some pizza, they planned to take a good rest.
Wick is a very sensitive person, and after learning the specific identity of that damn little gangster, he began to make preparations.
In this regard, Noah had to admire that he was indeed cautious enough, and Wick's preparations were put to use in the dead of night.
When twelve masked men in black filed into Wick's house, he had already taken a shower and changed into a black suit. He walked directly to the stairs and prepared to deal with these guys.
But what Wick didn't expect was that someone was already waiting there!
It was Noah, the agent, and the man who looked exactly like him but looked very young.
Wick was a little surprised. Did they also find out?
"Twelve people, how to divide them?" Constantine took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, skillfully took one out and hung it on his mouth.
"How to divide what?" Noah tilted his head: "There are seven bullets in my pistol. I think I should be able to kill seven. You divide the rest?"
"Do you think you can shoot one?" Constantine took out a lighter and lit it casually: "Okay, it seems you can, let's compare?"
Noah smiled and said nothing, but took out a pistol whose model and name he didn't know at all, and the same was true for Constantine.
This move by the two of them made Wick frown. What is going on?
Feeling a little confused, he couldn't help turning his head to look at the guy named Jason, but he found that Jason didn't care at all.
But soon, Wick knew why Jason didn't care at all, because these two people were really exaggerating!
When the twelve men in black with masks appeared, these two guys started without saying a word!
Almost every time a gunshot rang out, someone would fall to the ground. What was even more exaggerated was that he seemed to know exactly where the enemy was and from what corner he would come out.
It doesn't take much action at all, they just raise their hands to shoot, then change the angle and shoot again!
Without the power to resist, Wick has completely seen what it means to be without the power to resist!
He was thinking if he encountered such an opponent, would he have the strength to resist?
After thinking about it, Wick thought it might not be possible, because their shooting skills were so superb that almost no shot missed.
And the most exaggerated thing is that these two guys seemed to have become more playful, and started to compete with each other to see who could grab more, and started shooting each other's bullets!
Isn't this so weird?
If he were watching a movie, Wick might not care about this kind of thing, but he wasn't watching a movie now!
"They..." Wick swallowed and said, "Who are they?"
"You don't need to care about these two big shots." Jason shook his head, answering Wick's question.
Big shot?
A big shot in the world of killers or a big shot in the world of secret agents?
Wick sighed. He just felt that the world was crazy. When did such a terrifying guy appear in this world?
Wick couldn't understand. It seemed that ever since aliens and magicians appeared in the sky of New York a year or two ago, the world had become stranger and stranger.
Looking at the men in black who kept falling one after another, although Wick felt that it would not be too difficult to deal with them by himself, he would never be able to solve the problem as easily as the two in front of him.
When the last man in black was killed by Noah with the gun he picked up, the battle was over.
"It looks like I won." Constantine smiled. Although the last one was killed by Noah, he still took Noah's head.
"Okay, you win." Noah didn't care too much about the outcome, it was just for fun anyway, it wasn't a big deal.
"Seriously, it doesn't seem to be much of a challenge. Do you think it would be fun to go like this?"
"Playing depends on your mentality. Although I don't think it is challenging, why not give it a try? When you play a game and enter a dungeon and feel that the level of the dungeon is too low, wouldn't you jump out of the game?"