Vigo Tarasov was also a ruthless person. When he heard John Wick say that the people outside wanted to throw a grenade in, he actually believed John Wick's words without any doubt.
Looking at the office door, he said with a gloomy expression, "I'll do it according to your price. As long as you can do it, it doesn't matter if you kill everyone outside. Finally, give me a contact. As long as you can walk out of here, I'll contact you afterwards."
Vigo's ruthlessness stunned John Wick for half a second. He smiled and reminded him, "In order to remove your suspicion, you're selling out all your subordinates and opponents?"
"Hahaha," Vigo squinted his eyes and laughed sinisterly, "Someone wants me dead and is planning to make a move. Do you think I should kill him first or let him kill me?
Help me deal with the opponents outside and take it as your sincerity to cooperate with me. Besides, aren't subordinates used to block bullets for the boss?
There are plenty of these small fries in the Polar Bear. As long as I release the news outside, there will be plenty of poor Polar Bear soldiers who want to come to New York. "
"F * ck, this might be the reason why I can only be an assassin," John Wick cursed in a low voice.
Putting down the gun pointed at Vigo's head, John Wick said, "It seems that you have long planned to set up your own sect. So, congratulations, Mr. Tarasov, your life is saved."
"Ding ling ling, ding ling ling" The phone on Vigo's desk suddenly rang. John Wick heard Sunday's voice, "Mr. Wick, this call is from Mr. William Devonshire."
"Understood," John Wick said to Vigo, "Pick up the phone, it's my boss."
Vigo walked to his desk and picked up the phone. He calmly said, "Hello."
A rough voice unique to a voice changer came from the phone, "Hello, Mr. Tarasov. If Pushkin and his direct subordinate Ted Renson are killed, what are you willing to pay me as a reward?"
"Everything," Vigo said in a low voice after ten seconds of silence.
"Very good, I'll start recording now. Can I trouble you to say it again? Mr. Tarasov. "
These words made Vigo hesitate, but John Wick, who was standing not far from Vigo, lifted his shirt to reveal his holster and stared at him. Vigo knew what John Wick meant.
If you don't, you'll die.
However, he did have the idea of getting rid of Pushkin. Before he was promoted, he was Pushkin's dog.
But five years had passed. He had helped Pushkin take down the fourth floor of New York's underground market, and Pushkin still treated him like a dog. Vigo couldn't accept it. Now, someone wanted to kill Pushkin.
As long as he got rid of Pushkin, Vigo believed that he would be able to earn tens of times more money in the future. Therefore, all of this was because of money.
Vigo helplessly shook his head and said, "I, Vigo Tarasov, am willing to give up anything for Pushkin's life."
Soon, Vigo's voice came through the microphone. "It's very clear. Congratulations, Mr. Tarasov. You will soon become the leader of the Polar Bear Gang on the East Coast. Happy cooperation, Mr. Tarasov.
Finally, we will invite your son to a place as a guest for a few days. Don't worry, we will take good care of him. Goodbye. "
"F * ck," Vigo cursed into the microphone that had already been hung up. He roared at John Wick in a low voice, "This is your sincerity. It's not enough to have a recording. Now you want to use my only son to threaten me?"
"Sorry, it's because he's your only son that he's a little useful to you." John Wick glanced at the angry Vigo, changed the magazine, and walked to the office door.
With his back facing Vigo, he turned his head and said, "Stop pretending. Your tone is too cold. In your eyes, that useless son of yours is just a tool to carry on the family line.
I'll ask you again. Are you sure that after I kill my way out of here, the people behind you won't find out about this? "
Vigo chuckled. He wasn't angry that he was exposed. Instead, he laughed and said, "Don't worry. These guys from the Polar Bears are all muscle-bound idiots. Other than killing people, all they do is take drugs and play with women.
They only contact Pushkin when they send him money at the end of the month. It's only the 21st now. I believe nine days is enough for you to deal with Pushkin, right?
As for my men, as long as you kill the few small leaders who have seen me, no one will know if I'm here today. Finally, do you need me to tell you where my son is? "
"Don't worry about it." After saying that, Wick turned sideways and hid behind the wall, quietly waiting for Sunday's instructions. A minute later, the surveillance video in the corridor outside the door appeared on his glasses. Sunday's voice came through the earpiece, "You can move now."
Taking a deep breath, John Wick opened the door. He held the gun in his right hand out of the door and shot two big hands in the head as they slowly walked in with guns.
The muffled sound of the silencer was amplified in the corridor. Swoosh swoosh.
Before the people who were shot in the head could reach them, John Wick flashed out of the door. Using the bodies of the two people who were shot in the head as cover, he fiercely fired three consecutive shots with the two M1911s under the inexplicably shocked eyes of the thugs.
Just like that, the five thugs were all killed by John Wick without firing a single shot. Vigo Tarasov, who had witnessed all of this with his own eyes, was terrified. He muttered, "Boogeyman, this guy is the real Boogeyman."
Half an hour later, John Wick walked past the corpses on the floor. He stood by the window on the third floor and carried the unconscious Vigo's son, Irsov Tarasov, out of the hotel under Vigo's horrified gaze.
He walked to the trunk of the Mustang 1969, opened the trunk, and casually threw Irsov into the trunk. He patted the suit on his body and shook off the deformed bullets.
"Ding ding ding ding" the sound of metal falling to the ground rang out. John Wick stroked the suit on his body with satisfaction. Although it would still hurt to be shot, the short gun did not have any effect on the suit.
He opened the door, got in the car, started the fire, and patted his earphones.
"What orders do you have, Mr. Wick?" Sunday asked.
"Although I know you will report to Mr. Devonshire, I still hope you can help me report.
If Mr. Devonshire is not asleep, help me tell him that the matter has been settled.
As for Vigo Tarasov's brother, Abram Tarasov, I don't think there's a need to look for him for the time being. "
"Okay, Mr. Wick, I've already found the place to hold Irsov for you. You can take him to the XX pier. I've already rented a remote warehouse online.
There are some staff dormitories that have been converted from containers. The conditions are not bad. As long as the containers are locked from the outside, with Irsov's ability, he definitely won't be able to escape. "
"Okay, understood." John Wick drove to a 24-hour convenience store and bought enough food and water for Irsov for two weeks.
Then he went to the warehouse that Sunday mentioned, parked the car, opened the trunk, and carried the unconscious Irsov into the container dormitory that Sunday mentioned.
He casually threw Irsov on the small bed in the dormitory. The sudden pain woke Irsov up and he groaned a few times.
John Wick looked around the dormitory. There was a bed, a bathroom, and a few fist-sized vents.
Seeing that Irsov had woken up, John Wick didn't say anything. He turned around and walked out of the security room. He locked the door with an iron chain and finally used a few iron rods to block it. After confirming that Irsov couldn't escape, John Wick got into the car, slammed on the accelerator a few times, and drove away.
Irsov, who was in a daze for a while, happened to wake up and hear the unique roar of the Mustang muscle car's engine. After seven days of isolation, as long as he heard or saw the person driving the Mustang, he would remember today's situation and become manic.
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