"You didn't deny it when I said you owed me 120 gold coins and 30 million dollars." John Wick chuckled and patted Vigo's shoulder. "Someone paid for you, so you owe me 120 gold coins. No problem."
Vigo was about to retort, but Abram pulled him back. "No problem, I'll give you the gold coins."
"Thank you." John Wick was surprised to see how calm Abram was. He knew that if he went to cash the cheque, he would leave some traces behind.
He took out the check and handed it to Abram. "Cash it for me, then give me the cash. 15% handling fee, no problem?"
Abram's face twitched. No problem my ass. According to the rules of the trade, the handling fee would be at least 30%. 15% might even cost him money.
But in the current situation, even if he wanted to refuse, he didn't dare to say it in front of John Wick. He could only accept the check silently and nod painfully. "I'll personally send the gold coins and cash to you in three days."
"Thank you, I like you Abram."
Nodding at Abram, John Wick walked to the three Polar Bear men and searched around. He found a few plastic joints and tied up the hands and feet of the unconscious Ted on the ground.
He lifted Ted up and threw him on a chair. He looked around but couldn't find any water. John Wick rolled his eyes and smiled. He slapped the unconscious Ted's face.
Slap! Just as Ted was about to wake up in a daze, John Wick slapped him again.
This time, Ted Renson finally sobered up.
Two slaps woke Ted up. Before Ted could say anything, John Wick stuffed the pocket towel in his hand into Ted's mouth. "I ask, you answer, got it?"
"Hehe." Ted's face showed a mocking smile. He used to be the leader of the secret team, so he was no stranger to lynching. In fact, he was very good at it.
"Slap!" John Wick slapped the cold-faced Ted. "I'll ask and you'll answer. Do you understand?"
Silence. Slap! Another slap. Silence. Slap. Silence. Slap. Silence. Slap. Three consecutive slaps. Ted's face began to swell. He understood that John Wick didn't want him to answer at all. He just wanted to torture him.
Just as he was about to nod, he was met with another slap.
Abram, who was standing behind John Wick, couldn't stand it anymore. No matter how big the hatred was, there was no need to torture people like this.
"John, Ted's mouth is stuffed. If you don't mind, I can help you get rid of him."
"Thank you." John Wick stood up and turned to look at Abram. "I know, thank you."
"Ah," Abram said in surprise, "Okay, you're welcome. You can continue."
John Wick turned back and slapped Ted's face again. Soon, Ted's face was swollen like a pig's head, and the corner of his mouth began to bleed. He stared at John Wick in a daze.
The last slap might have been too hard. John Wick felt some pain in his fingers. He clenched his fist and looked at it. Then, he shook his hand.
Suddenly, John Wick froze. Sunday's voice came from his earpiece. After a few seconds of silence, he said to Vigo, "Ask your men to come over. Two police cars are coming."
"How did you know?" Vigo was puzzled that John Wick could have the foresight to find Kosov and the others when they were in his office last time. This time, it was the same.
However, although Vigo had doubts in his heart, he still obediently picked up his phone and called his men. He asked them to delay the police.
If they couldn't delay the police, they might as well pretend to be two gangs shooting at each other and lure the police away. If they couldn't lure the police away, they would hit the tires of the police cars. If that still didn't work, they would surrender and let the police catch them. In short, they wouldn't let the police come to the Empire State Building.
Vigo's men were already very familiar with this. Soon, a few gunshots rang out in the street not far from the Empire State Building, followed by the shrill sound of sirens.
After a few minutes, the people standing on the top floor of the building vaguely heard the sound of hurried tires rubbing against the ground.
The sirens were slowly getting farther and farther away.
Vigo, who was standing on the rooftop of the Empire State Building, soon saw two police cars chasing a Chevrolet SUV further and further away.
The alarm was lifted. Vigo walked back and nodded to John Wick. "It's not safe here. We should go."
"No need." John Wick looked at his watch and took out his phone to make a call. Then, he said to Vigo, "I called the scavenger."
"Okay." As the leader of the Polar Bear Gang in New York, of course, Vigo had heard of the scavenger. However, they rarely needed the scavenger to clean up their tracks.
John Wick found a chair and placed it in front of Ted. He stared at Ted and said, "My boss told me a story. The story was about a kind farmer and his wife who were killed.
There was a kind farmer who adopted a child out of kindness. An 11-year-old orphan, a problem child who was abused in the orphanage.
Even though the farm owner already had three children of his own, and his life wasn't very good, when he saw the child who was being abused, he didn't hesitate to adopt him. He even treated the child as if he was his own child.
John Wick got up and walked to Ted's side. He reached out and took the pocket towel stuffed in his mouth. "Have you heard of this story? It seems to have happened in the small border town where you lived. "
"Of course." Ted laughed crazily. "This story is very famous. As long as you live in that small town, there's probably no one who doesn't know about it. Why? Is that farmer a relative of your boss? That's a pity. "
"No, my boss has nothing to do with that respectable farmer. He's just curious whether the farmer is a fool or a saint.
Why would the farmer forgive and love a child who fought at school, hurt people, blackmailed classmates, lied at home, stole money from his adoptive parents, and refused to help his adoptive mother no matter how tired she was. "
"Can you tell me why?" John Wick stared into Ted's eyes and said, "Your other name is Niklai Sovchenko, right? You have the same surname as the farmer who was killed."
"God!" The Tarasov brothers exclaimed. They were not good people and would think the worst of people. So, of course, the two Tarasov brothers understood what John Wick meant.
Even someone as bad as Vigo hated Ted so much that his teeth itched. He cursed, "You should go to hell, executioner."
Since his background had been investigated and he was now under control, Ted didn't think that he could walk out of here alive. Since these people wanted to hear his story, he didn't mind disgusting the three people in front of him before he died.
"Hehe." Ted laughed a few times. "Sovchenko was indeed a good person, a very good person. He made me feel love. For a period of time, he did make me feel warmth and fatherly love that I had never felt in this world.
But the love he gave me was useless to me. He didn't know what kind of world I lived in. He didn't know how I survived the first 11 years he adopted me. Love only made me weak.
So, I was a good child for a period of time. After enjoying the rare peace and affection, I found a … "
Before Ted could finish, John Wicker, who had been standing beside him, walked up behind Ted. His left hand grabbed Ted's hair and pulled him hard against the back of the chair. His right arm passed over Ted's neck and exerted strength to strangle Ted's neck.
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