Following Sunday's instructions, John Wick drove a Mustang 1969, slamming the accelerator from the airport to New York City, waking up half of New York City along the way.
It wasn't until he got to North Brooklyn that he saw a lot of people with long and short guns yelling at him that he became honest.
When approaching Vigo Tarasov's nightclub, the car had already dropped 30 yards and turned into an alley dozens of meters away from the nightclub.
Turning off the engine, getting out of the car, and locking the car, John Wick looked around him with some worry.
I was worried that after my mission was completed, this 90% new Mustang would be towed away by gangsters in North Brooklyn.
Damn it, if anyone dares to steal my car, I will kill him, John Wick muttered in his heart.
Without letting John Wick think much, the voice of Sunday reached his ears,
"Mr. Wick, the three-dimensional map of Tarasov Nightclub has been displayed on your glasses. You'd better wear your glasses and observe carefully before taking action."
"clear",
Putting on his glasses, a three-dimensional map quickly appeared in front of John's eyes. While introducing it to him on Sunday, he also zoomed in and out of the map from time to time.
"Mr. Wick, this route is currently the safest route close to Vigo-Tarasov. After you take action, I will guide you in due course based on the information I have obtained."
"Okay", he checked his equipment again, put on his backpack, and followed Sunday's instructions to get the electric baton sent by Caron from the trash can not far from the nightclub.
Wearing a black mask, we used the sewer pipe to climb up to the top of the 6th floor under cover of darkness.
After going upstairs, he lowered his body and observed for a moment, "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".
As soon as Sunday finished speaking, John Wick rushed towards the stairwell like a cheetah. In the last few meters, Sunday's emotionless voice suddenly said "Get down"
With a roll, John Wick suddenly fell to the side of the stairwell, lying on the ground waiting for Sunday's instructions. A few minutes later, "4 seconds to set time."
After crawling a few steps to the stairwell door, 4 seconds later, John Wick was lying on the rooftop again, waiting for a few minutes, and then,
He took out the lockpicking tool he had on him and opened the door to the stairwell. He quickly entered the stairwell and closed the door quietly.
I leaned against the door and took a few breaths, sighing in my heart. Now that I have a girlfriend, my physical strength is no less than before. Especially since this girlfriend is a mature woman in her 30s and a former model. It seems that she will have to plan her life carefully in the future.
Exercise planned.
Following Sunday's prompts and the intuition cultivated by his 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 unconscious or stunned by him.
After stunning two people in succession, the third person who was electrocuted foamed at the mouth and trembled for more than ten seconds before going to see Satan.
‘fk’, he glanced at the electric baton in his hand, dragged the hung thug into an empty room and cursed in a low voice,
I didn't expect this thing to be really powerful, but if it stayed there for just a few tenths of a second, the person would immediately die.
Now that the person is dead, John Wick no longer worries about whether he will electrocute the person. In a sneak attack, he can use an electric baton instead of his fists.
When passing the last aisle, three thugs holding Uzi submachine guns stopped outside the office door. After thinking for more than ten seconds and unable to approach quietly, they took out their pistols and fired three times, killing the three thugs.
He forced his way all the way to Vigo Tarasov's office on the third floor. He stood outside the door and listened to Sunday, who had invaded the nightclub host, explaining the situation in the office.
When he heard that Viggo Tarasov was the only one in the office, John Wick stood still and took a few breaths. He patted his dusty suit and straightened his hair. After arranging it, John Wick knocked on the door and said, "Tuk Tuk."
"Sincerely".
"Please come in," a voice of permission came from the door.
Opening the door, John Wick pushed the door open and walked into the office. He saw a middle-aged man sitting on the desk opposite the door and looking at him doubtfully, "Are you lost? Friend."
"No, no, no, Mr. Vigo Tarasov, if I were you, I would hold out the hand holding the gun. I guarantee that you can't draw the gun as fast as me."
John Wick's face was calm as he stared into Vigo's eyes, and his right hand that was stretched out naturally shook slightly.
Viggo Tarasov felt for no reason that he should listen to John Wick. The guy wearing a mask in front of him could really kill him before he picked up the gun.
"Okay, buddy." Vigo Tarasov slowly pulled out his right hand that was in the drawer, and then slowly put his hands on the desk.
"Do we have a grudge?" Vigo Tarasov asked.
"No" John Wick shook his head, "We didn't have any grudge before, but maybe we won't after today."
Vigo was relieved when he heard the innocent words, but the last sentence made him nervous, "What do you mean?"
"It means that I came along and killed at least 8 of your men, and 11 more of them are alive or dead. If you mind, then I'm sorry. You and I have a grudge," John Wick said with narrowed eyes.
Viggo Tarasov was silent for a while, carefully looking at John Wick, who was dressed in a smart suit, black tie, white shirt, short beard, slicked back hair, and piercing eyes.
"So you are not here to seek revenge from me, otherwise you wouldn't talk so much nonsense to me," Vigo Tarasov stood up and walked not far from John Wick.
"Man, since you can approach me quietly, as long as you can do things for me, I won't care about you breaking into my office. How about it?"
John Wick's eyes flashed with a mocking look, "What can you do to me if I don't do something for you? Kill my relatives, or everyone who has anything to do with me?"
John Wick showed a mocking look and said, "Sorry, I believe that if one of my people touches me, I will kill ten of them back."
If you want to kill the person behind me, hey, you are a polar bear, so you must have heard the story about the night devil."
Viggo Tarasov nodded suddenly. Of course he had heard of the widely circulated stories about polar bears like the Night Devil that scare children.
"Congratulations, Mr. Tarasov, the person behind me is someone who can step on the Night Demon and rub him on the ground. The Night Demon still has to smile and put the other side of his face under his feet, and politely ask him if he needs any more.
Step on it once,
Do you know why?"
Vigo Tarasov suddenly shook his head.
"Because Night Stalker is just as stupid and ignorant as you. He has to be pressed to the ground and rubbed once before he will understand that gangsters are trash in the eyes of some people."
After saying that, John Wick took out two specially modified 1911s under his arm. The gun in his left hand was pointed at Viggo Tarasov's head. The gun in his right hand was stretched behind him and pointed at the office door without even looking at it.
One shot.
"Bang" John Wick smiled and said to Vigo Tarasov "the first one".
"Bang", John Wick smiled again, "Second one".
"Bang," John Wick laughed for the third time, "the third one."
"If I were you, I would tell the four idiots hiding outside the door to put down their guns, otherwise they will have no chance to see the sun tomorrow, huh."
"Bang" John Wick laughed again, "Some idiot actually wants to use a grenade, Mr. Tarasov, it seems you are not the only one who means what he says in this nightclub."
"Do you need me to help you get rid of these people who keep talking? I'm very cheap. The minions only cost 100,000 US dollars, and the bosses cost 100,000 US dollars. How about it?"