"Sit." John gave a simple order, and the square-headed man immediately sat down obediently. He tilted his head and watched as his master walked to the bed and picked up a phone on the bedside table.
It wasn't a smartphone that had become popular this year, but an old-fashioned brick artifact called Nokia.
He recognized it.
After he was locked up in the dark room, Luke had given him a memo and told him to memorize it.
According to the memo, this brick Nokia was a one-time communication tool for him.
After he woke up, he had to make a call and let Luke confirm that he hadn't been thrown into the sea to feed the fish.
John skillfully entered a six-digit password, and the Nokia entered another interface. An unknown number appeared in the phone book.
He dialed it.
The phone rang for five seconds before the other party picked up.
And then … there was a period of ten seconds of silence.
Luke was having lunch on the other side, and it was Fu who picked up the call.
John didn't know that he was competing with a smart program in patience.
Finally, he chose to speak first. "What's up with that woman? You …"
As soon as he spoke, Fu's preset program responded: The voiceprint and fingerprint match. The caller has been confirmed as the target. Message sent.
John had only said a few words when he suddenly heard a beep. He couldn't help but be stunned.
His phone rang at that moment, reminding him that he had a new message.
He opened the message and saw that it was a storeroom in the garden of a bungalow at the bottom of the Rio Inha Mountains.
Then, it added: "After you remember the address, please destroy your phone completely. Bye."
John: "…"
An hour later, John walked out of a private bank in Rio with a small box and a wad of cash.
Inside the small box was a complete set of identification documents for his current face. It was 100% authentic.
There was also a Swiss bank credit card in the box. He had called to check the amount on it, and it was twenty million dollars.
This was the "purchase money" that Luke had given him.
From now on, he was no longer John Wick, but …
Looking down at his passport, he murmured, "Keanu Reeves?"
…
Luke had no intention of contacting this Night Devil again.
As long as he wasn't stupid enough to expose himself as Night Devil John again, he would never hear from Luke again.
However, Luke still watched the video of the new Mr. Keanu Reeves waking up with great interest.
Now that he had started to make a name for himself in South America, if he wanted to find someone to complete a normal mission, it was just a matter of paying.
As for why someone would specifically choose to send a hot Brazilian girl with a prominent dolphin tribe to the side of an unconscious white man, no one cared.
However, to prevent the Brazilian girl from raping Mr. Reeves while he was unconscious, Luke told her to go in while she was unconscious.
It was senseless, wicked, and troublesome.
But Luke didn't care.
He always remembered that he had said that he would find a hot Brazilian girl for this super assassin.
A man must keep his word.
Luke was very comforted when he saw the newly promoted Mr. Reeves roll off the bed and turn from vigilance to embarrassment.
Anyone who woke up from a coma after being alone for a few months would probably be shocked to find a warm and chubby lump next to them.
Mr. Reeves's performance was already very good. It would have been even better if he had left an interesting video as a souvenir.
Yes, it was definitely not because this guy was too handsome. Luke was very sure of that.
Otherwise, Luke wouldn't have specially adjusted his face to look like he was twenty-five or twenty-six when he did plastic surgery on Mr. Reeves.
But Mr. Reeves himself seemed to be a little unused to his handsome face, especially after being hit on by countless hot Brazilian girls along the way. He also felt the power of a new face.
In the end, he had no choice but to get big sunglasses and a cap to look like the assassins in movies and TV shows to get rid of this trouble.
Luke didn't know about this, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.
…
After the Thousand Faces system was set up, he didn't plan on going to Tony's place for the time being.
It hadn't been long since Batman had gone to Stark Plaza. He had to find a suitable opportunity to visit him frequently.
Also, when the dead man in New York caused trouble, the tycoon had been far away in Los Angeles and hadn't been able to catch up. He was probably depressed right now.
Two days ago, an insensible paparazzi had chased him and asked, "Mr. Stark, what do you think about Batman having a real partner?"
Tony's face darkened at that time. He didn't even look at the guy out of the corner of his eyes as he gestured for the bodyguards to take the guy away.
However, paparazzi all over America knew this tycoon's style. He wouldn't fight a lawsuit, and there was nothing he could do to Stark Industries' legal department.
They also knew that the tycoon wouldn't be stupid enough to do it himself, but if the paparazzi was sarcastic and mean, they could still sell it as news as long as they changed their ways.
Thus, many of them were there to be scolded.
The paparazzi didn't succeed in getting a scolding, and was forced to stand to the side by two bodyguards until Tony left.
He wasn't angry. Instead, he rolled his eyes and flipped through his digital camera for a moment, noticing Tony's expression when he asked that question.
His mind spinning, the paparazzi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately took out his smartphone and typed out a first draft.
The title was: "Iron Man's Expression Changes When He Hears Bad News. It's Because of Her …"
The news was published that night, and it was a hot topic among the onlookers.
It had to be said that this paparazzi was quite sensitive to news.
Tony's expression at that moment was forcibly linked to the "black catgirl."
Of course, he didn't dare say anything gay in the press release, but the onlookers didn't have any scruples when the news was posted online.
Comments like "Nini's jealous, how unbearable" and "The black catgirl is our goddess, and begs Batman and Iron Man to be together" were everywhere.
Gold Nugget discovered the news when it was scolding people online, and happily shared it with Selina.
Selina burst out laughing and read it to Luke at dinner.
Looking at Tony's expression in the photo, Luke could only kneel down at the paparazzi's imagination.
Selina, on the other hand, said with a smile, "Don't be so angry. Gold Nugget has already scolded them for you."
Luke hummed in acknowledgment, but then felt that something wasn't right. "Scolded them? Scolded who? "
Selina took a bite of the lobster and said vaguely, "Scolded them online. It can't call them to scold them, right?"
Lost for words, Luke looked at the sky and said a moment later, "Are you sure it's not the paparazzi's paid posters? Can you get five cents for each post? "
Selina was at a loss. "Huh? What do you mean? "
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