Seeing the confused look on Abram's face, William laughed and said: "A few days ago, I asked John Wick to meet your brother Viggo Tarasov. I hope to invite you two brothers to meet in Boston and talk about us by the way.
issues that everyone cares about."
"Pushkin?" Abram asked.
"Yes, I have some opinions on some of Mr. Pushkin's practices, but I don't know how to communicate with him, so I had someone visit Mr. Pushkin's stronghold in Boston.
However, the communication process was not very pleasant and not thorough, so my people had to go to Moscow to talk to him in person."
What a hell of an exchange, Abram immediately understood that the young man in front of him was the mastermind of the internal strife in their gang, and the trigger for the two brothers to break away from the gang.
It's called communication, but it's actually just sending people to deliver tickets to hell. Not only are they killing their people, but they also want to kill the boss behind the scenes. The ultimate goal is to swallow up their entire gang.
Abram swallowed, knowing that he had no way out now. If he didn't agree, he would definitely not be able to leave the Continental Hotel. "Mr. Devonshire, I must remind you that even if you can get our support, you can't really do it."
The rule of our polar bear gang”.
"No, no, no, I think you understand it wrong, Abram." William squinted his eyes and said, "My appetite is not that big, and I am even less interested in managing your group. I don't make much, and it's troublesome.
accepted by mainstream society,
"It's like a piece of casso mozzarella to me. Although the price is good, I really can't accept a cheese that looks good on the outside but is full of live maggots on the inside."
Abram's heart skipped a beat. He didn't like a gang that could generate hundreds of millions or even more than one billion US dollars in profits a year. What did the super-rich man in front of him want?
"Mr. Devonshire, just tell me what you want."
"I need an agent. I heard that the account books of your group's bribery throughout the East Coast are in the hands of your brother Vigo." William said his purpose with a smile.
"How do you know this?" Abram asked in horror. This was the core secret of their group, and even he only knew a few rumors.
"Don't worry about how I know it," William squinted his eyes and said, "I need a backup, and at the same time, you have to come forward and help me solve some troubles when I need it.
As for Winston’s remuneration, just as you said, hand over the management rights of your intelligence network, and at the same time hand over the three levels of profits of your group within five years to Winston. This condition is not too much.”
Abram looked at Winston, wondering if William could make the decision on this issue.
Winston just shrugged. Although he still didn't know why William did this, he believed that William's doing this would definitely not hurt him.
"Okay", Abram agreed without thinking for long. After all, 30% profit is much better than Pushkin having to walk 8 floors.
Moreover, William did not get involved in any of their internal rights. Abram believed that Vigo would definitely agree if he were here, because what Vigo cared about most was rights and autonomy.
"Very good, it seems we have reached an agreement. Although I would like to have a drink to celebrate, I don't think you are in the mood."
William turned to Caron and said, "Can you help me call Mr. John Wick over?"
"Of course, Mr. Devonshire, please wait a moment," Caron replied with a bow.
A few minutes later, John Wick, dressed in a smart new suit and with his hair combed back meticulously, walked into the top garden led by Cuarón.
As John Wick approached, he greeted William and Winston: "Good evening, Mr. Devonshire, Mr. Winston."
"Good evening John." Winston had a good impression of John Wick, nodded and smiled: "I heard you found a girlfriend."
John Wick, a murderous guy who never blinked, turned slightly red after hearing this sentence, and nodded shyly: "Yes, sir, I didn't expect that a person like me could meet true love. Helen is me.
An angel, she brings a glimmer of light into my gloomy life."
"Okay," William interrupted Wick impatiently. He was still a little concerned about Wick's early move to win over Yuriolov.
A murderous guy looking for a girlfriend actually found a woman with a holy heart. Especially when he saw John Wick's eyes full of happiness, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
"John, this is Abram Tarasov, the younger brother of Mr. Vigo Tarasov whom you met last time. They have some trouble to deal with. Is there a problem?"
"No, sir", John Wick shook his head and agreed quickly, but there was some hesitation on his face.
William introduced Abram: "Abram is John Wick and a member of the Continental Hotel. He is an expert on how to deal with opponents, and he is a super expert.
Just ask your brother Viggo to understand how good Wick is, he can solve anything related to murder."
Abram looked at John Wick in formal attire with confusion, not believing that John Wick could be a super killer.
Wick looked more like an actor or a model, "I'm sorry, Mr. Devonshire, I can't make the decision on this matter, I have to ask Vigo to be sure."
"As you wish." William nodded, not caring about Abram's suspicion. It was about the lives of their two brothers, so it was not normal to be cautious.
Abram nodded apologetically to William, took out his cell phone and walked aside to call Vigo.
John Wick waited for Abram to walk to the corner of the garden and looked at William with a troubled expression, wanting to say something but not daring to say it.
John Wick's expression caused William, who had already had a premonition, to flash some memory images in his mind.
Suddenly he came to his senses and said in surprise: "fk, do you want to retire?"
John Wick looked at William with some horror. He didn't expect that he just hesitated a little, and William saw it. Not only did he see it, but he also accurately guessed his thoughts.
After William told him Helen's identity, John Wick thought about it again and again in the past few days, but in the end he still couldn't let go of Helen.
After more than ten years of killing, he was indeed a little tired, so facing the stern-faced William, John Wick said bravely:
"Sir, I pray that this mission will be the last. After the mission is over, I hope to retire and marry Helen."
"I was an orphan when I was 5 years old. The tribe raised me, but they didn't give me any warmth or care. They raised me and only used me as a tool to train me.
From when I was 5 years old, I killed my first sheep, to when I was 15 years old, I started to carry out my first mission and completed my first kill, and now I am in my 30s. My nearly 20 years of career as a killer makes me feel like I am just a killing machine.
Until I met Helen, she was the only person who made me feel loved and made me feel that I was a living person, not a machine."
John Wick said this with a firm tone, looking at William's slowly darkening face and saying without fear: "So I hope I can spend the rest of my life in peace with the one I love."
But John Wick just blinked, and William, who was a few meters away from him, suddenly appeared in front of him as if teleporting, grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
"You seem to have forgotten that your life is mine, John Wick."