Chapter 361: Reward for John Wick

The secret base of the Big Hair Gang.

The room was dark because the lights were off.

Vig held the microphone for a long time and couldn't put it down. He just received the news that Joseph still couldn't escape the fate of being killed.

At this time, his face was unusually calm. The hand holding the microphone stopped in the air for a long time before he put it down heavily.

He took out a cigar from the cigar box, bit open the seal with his teeth, and didn't even look at the cigar cutter on the table.

"Pah~" The spray gun lighter sprayed out blue flames, reflecting Vig's somewhat pale cheeks.

After taking a deep puff of the cigar, Vig leaned his head heavily on the chair.

It was not until the whole cigar was finished that Vig opened his eyes and picked up the phone on the table with a slightly trembling hand.

"Reward John Wick, 20 million US dollars!"

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Vig hung up the phone directly.

Five minutes later, the bounty list was updated and John Wick's name appeared on the public bounty list.

At this time, almost all Gotham killers received text message alerts on their mobile phones.

Vig thought for a moment and picked up the phone again: "Tell everyone, whoever can kill John Wick, I will give the territory of Staten Island to him!"

......

John drove away from Staten Island quickly. If it is possible for him to leave Gotham City, at least he cannot be in the sphere of influence of the Big Hair Gang.

The vehicle was driving fast on the road.

A pickup truck suddenly rushed out from the corner and hit the side of John's car hard.

The window glass shattered instantly, and the broken glass scratched his eyebrows.

Under the huge impact, John's head was a little dizzy.

He fumbled to take out the pistol from the gun bag, pushed open the door and staggered out of the car.

Obviously the pickup truck was intentional. John shook his head and tried to wake himself up. He raised the gun in his hand and shot the pickup truck driver who was about to shoot.

Then he looked at his car. The fuel tank had been broken and gasoline was leaking out.

There were obviously several people on the street walking towards him with malice, and John took a step forward and ran forward.

Senior white-collar workers reading newspapers on the street, housewives with children, and old ladies crossing the road... all looked at John Wick with greed.

In their eyes, John Wick was a walking dollar bill.

"Bang..." John tried his best to dodge the bullets.

Although he had a bulletproof vest, it was still painful to be hit by bullets, not to mention that his wound burst, and the wound on his left thigh made his movements less agile.

Now he only had three ways to survive, one was to return to the Continental Hotel, the second was to return to the tribe, and the third was to go to the New World base.

The Continental Hotel was the farthest away, and without transportation, he could not get there at all.

As for the tribe, he should be able to protect himself with the cross certificate in his hand.

The last choice was the New World. To be honest, he didn't want to owe Li Qing too much. The debt of favor was the most difficult to repay, and maybe he would have to pay it in the end.

He decided to flee to his former tribe.

The green light came on, and pedestrians began to walk on the sidewalk. John used his suit to block the gun in his hand and slowly walked forward.

The man holding the suitcase on the opposite side carefully raised his hand to John and gently pressed the button on the handle.

"Puff~" The slight sound did not attract anyone's attention, but all this could not escape John's eyes.

After all, he was the top killer in the world, and he was familiar with the killers' usual methods. John dodged the blue-glowing steel needle by turning sideways.

The steel needle passed by and hit the street lamp behind him.

"Puff~" There were several more steel needles, but John narrowly avoided them all.

John flashed to the side of the killer and the gun in his hand directly hit the killer's chin.

"Bang~" The gunshot scared passers-by.

It has to be said that in the United States, a country with rampant guns, people are more sensitive to gunshots than we can imagine.

For a while, the crowd was in chaos, regardless of the traffic lights, and kept running around.

There were only a few killers left standing, and the killer at this time no longer hid and took out his gun and shot at John Wick.

"Humph~" John Wick groaned, he was shot, after all, two fists can't beat four hands.

No matter how powerful a bulletproof vest is, it is impossible to protect against bullets 100%.

John ran towards the subway not far away while shooting. He knew that there must be other killers in the subway.

But this road was his way to survive. If he didn't go, he would die today!

When pedestrians saw John covered in blood, they were terrified and hid.

John's face became paler and paler, and the thirst in his mouth made him realize that he had lost a lot of blood.

He felt his vision was a little blurry, and the dizziness in his head became more serious.

He knew that he had reached his limit. If he went on, there would be only two results: shock from excessive blood loss and being killed by killers.

He sat down next to a beggar with difficulty, took out a gold coin from his pocket, and put it into the beggar's iron can.

The beggar looked at the gold coin in surprise, and then looked at John. At this time, John had fallen into a coma.

He got up and stuffed John into the pile of sundries beside him, and covered him with a layer of newspaper.

The killers who were chasing him hurried past, and the beggar breathed a sigh of relief and planned to arrange for others to take John away.

As soon as he stood up, a gun was pointed at his forehead.

"Sorry, we want this person." Gao Jin smiled and glanced at the beggar.

He signaled his younger brothers with his eyes, and the younger brothers nodded, took John out of the sundries and walked towards the commercial vehicle not far away.

The boys put John in the back seat, and Crow, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked back at John who was unconscious.

"Tsk tsk... I get injured every time. I'm such an invincible little strong guy."

Crow said jokingly.

Gao Jin also got into the car and said in a deep voice: "Go back quickly, we don't see how long he can last like this."

The commercial vehicle slowly drove into the driveway and blended into the long motorcade.

The beggar looked at the commercial car slowly walking away with a gloomy face, then turned and walked towards the subway. He must inform Bowery about this matter.

...

News that Joseph had been killed and John had been offered a reward quickly spread throughout the Continental Hotel.

Winston was sitting in his old seat drinking fruit wine. Opposite him was Marcus, who was on the killer list.

The relationship between Marcus and John can be regarded as both mentor and friend, and he is John Wick's only trusted friend in the killer circle.

"Mr. Winston, please tell me where John is now?" Marcus' face was calm, but his hand that kept groping for the wine glass showed his anxiety.

John disappeared out of thin air, and no one knew where he was? Dead or alive?

Winston was playing Tarot cards in his hand, "Marcus, don't worry, John will definitely not die."

Winston knew in his heart that as long as the New World did not want John to die, then John would not die.

He also guessed that the New World must have hidden John.

"Then where is he now?" Marcus continued to ask.

Winston raised his head and glanced at him, then handed him a tarot card and said, "I don't know either!"

Marcus took the tarot cards doubtfully and opened them, "20 Judgments?"