After discussing with Abby, the two of them had enough rest and continued to run in the gym for 50 minutes to stabilize the fitness effect. In the end, the two of them who were sweating profusely took a comfortable shower and went to rest in the room.
After waiting for Abigail to fall asleep, William looked at his watch. It was almost 11: 30 at night. He got up and got dressed. Wearing a mask and a baseball cap, he walked to the coffee shop where he agreed to meet the killer from the Continental Hotel.
He walked to the coffee shop and sat on an outdoor chair. He ordered a latte and waited quietly. When it was almost 12 o 'clock at night, William saw a tall and muscular man with long hair wearing a black suit, white shirt, black tie and black leather shoes walking over.
God, isn't this Neo from The Matrix? No, William suddenly came back to his senses. Neo was wearing a black leather jacket. Is this John Vic? That crazy dog pet demon?
In order to confirm whether it was John Vic, William took out his phone and called the number that he had called twice.
"Ring ring ring, ring ring ring", the phone on the other side rang. William waved to John Vic.
John Vic looked at William and then at the lively crowd around him. He walked to William and pulled out a chair and sat down in front of him.
Ignoring William who was wearing a mask and a hat, John Vic took out a bag and handed it to William without saying anything. He got up and nodded to leave.
When William saw the famous John Vic, he would not let him go so easily. He hurriedly said, "Wait, buddy."
John Vic stood up straight. He put his right hand into his black suit and half turned his head to look at William who spoke.
His eyes were full of warning. A pair of sharp eyes stared at William's eyes. After a few seconds, he did not see any danger in William's eyes. John Vic said, "The mission is completed. Is there anything else?"
"This mission is completed, but you still have to stay in this city for a few days. I need you to help me keep an eye on two people. This is a photo, they should be at XX Street XX."
William gestured to John Vik to sit down, then he snapped his fingers at the waiter and ordered a cup of coffee for John Vik.
"Now that we're done with our business, can we have a chat? Buddy, I've heard that you, John Vik, once killed three strong men with a pen. "
Hearing William's words, John Vik, who looked a little nervous, was very surprised. He put down the gun and turned around to sit on the chair, "How did you know?"
Hmm, how did I know? Can I tell you that I saw it in a movie? Or was it the big boss who killed your brother and nephew who told me on the screen?
Fortunately, you're not called Neo. Otherwise, William would definitely go back to Oxford immediately and use all his money to build a bunker. America is really too dangerous.
"John, I can find the Continental Hotel to issue a mission, so I have my own intelligence channel. As for how I know, I can't tell you. Can I ask you a question?" William asked curiously.
This is the real John Vik, the famous dog pet demon. When I was reborn, I don't know if the third movie played by this big boss has been released. Sigh, it's a pity that I can't see the third movie.
I don't know what the ending is.
John Vik has been staring at William's eyes. In the few minutes of contact, he could feel that William was a bit like a fan meeting his idol. God, John Vik was shocked by this thought in his mind. Why do I have this idea?
Seeing that William didn't reveal any murderous intent, John Vik was a little curious about what William would ask, so he nodded.
Seeing John nodding, William quickly asked, "John, do you like dogs? Do you have a dog? "
'F * ck, what kind of question is this?' John Vik cursed in his heart. I'm a killer, why would I have a dog? This is a waste of my time. Judging from the voice and the luster of his skin, this young guy in front of me can't be a guy with a special hobby, right?
Thinking of this, John Vik had goosebumps all over his body. "No, I hate anything with fur. Also, please keep your promise. I'm responsible for Shaw's death. I hope his family can live peacefully. Goodbye, call me if you have any other missions."
John Vik said coldly and got up again. He didn't care that William didn't answer him about how he knew that he killed people with a pen and coldly left.
'No, how can you not like animals with fur? I saw you kill people for a dog.'
William looked at John Vik who left, and he thought for a moment and understood.
Perhaps the current John Vik hadn't met his wife yet, so he only had ruthlessness in his heart and no pity at all.
That dog was the only memento his wife had given him. In a sense, it represented his dead wife. That was why the future John Wick would kill anyone who dared to touch his dog and his entire family.
William thought happily in his heart, looking at John Vik who was far away, he whispered, "Man, we will meet again."
Throwing a $10 bill on the table, William took the small bag that John Vik gave him and scanned behind him with his spiritual force. After confirming that no one was following him, he quickly returned to the hotel.
After entering the suite, he glanced at Abigail to make sure that she was still sleeping.
He poured himself a large glass of whiskey and sat on the chair at the desk. His left hand rubbed the small bag in front of him. He could probably guess what Shaw wanted to say to him.
He drank more than half of the whiskey in one gulp, and his eyes flashed with an inexplicable brilliance.
Bald William was the first to die under his hands, but he didn't feel the slightest sadness in his heart. On the contrary, because the value of the treasure was too great, William was secretly happy about Shaw's death.
As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, William was secretly vigilant. He was a little irritated as he drank the whiskey in the glass. If this continued, he would be showing signs of becoming a villain.
When he gave Shaw the task of participating in the assassination in the morning, he secretly expected this to happen. He didn't expect the situation to be as he expected.
After silently reviewing himself for three seconds, William opened the letter left by Shaw.
There weren't many words in the letter. He just hoped that William would keep his promise and give his family a stable living environment for the sake of his sacrifice for the mission.
After reading it twice, William understood. Hey, it seems that Shaw is still worried about him. He didn't mention the money at all. Was he afraid that William wouldn't give it to him? Or was he afraid that William would kill his family just for the five million pounds?
William was unhappy. This bastard didn't believe his promise.
However, after a few curses, William took out the small video camera that Shaw left for his family and turned it on to check.
After watching it several times to make sure there were no hidden dangers, William was still worried. He took out the memory card in the camera and called the hotel service desk to get him a new one. He then edited out some of the words and images that he didn't think were necessary to let Shaw's family know.
After re-editing, William sat at the desk and thought for a few minutes. After a few minutes, he decided to do John Vik a favor and let him deliver Shaw's last words and money to Shaw's family.
Although John Vik looked like a cold-blooded killer, William knew that he was a man of his word. If he did him a favor, he might get a good return.
After thinking it through, William sent a text message to Winston, telling him to keep an eye on his mail. He also sent the newly made memory card to Winston by express mail. At the same time, he transferred five million pounds to the secret account that Winston had given him.
Finally, he sent his arrangement to John Vik via text message. In seconds, William received a reply from John Vik, "Thank you."
Looking at the thank you, William smiled and poured himself another glass of whiskey. He drank it with satisfaction and went back to the room to sleep with Abigail in his arms.
He drank it with satisfaction and went back to the room to sleep with Abigail in his arms.
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