Seeing cold sweat on John Wick's head, Smith smiled but said nothing.
Fox was complaining in his heart at the moment. Smith was such a good fool. When did the Assassin's League's mission become investigation and guidance? But then again, are there really such things as Dragon Balls? Can they really fulfill any wish?
Why did John Wick believe it so firmly? Was it the crystal ball?
John Wick ignored the sweat on his forehead and asked,
"I, I just want to revive my wife Helen."
"Also, have I passed your observations?"
Smith Doyle smiled, then said,
"It's still under observation and assessment."
After getting this answer, John Wick stood up and said,
"I hope I can pass your examination, but now I need to take care of my personal affairs."
John Wick must understand the matter of loving dogs and cars. These are the treasures Helen left him. He knows that if he gives up halfway, on the one hand, he may not pass the inspection, and on the other hand, even if he stops, Viggo and his son losef Tarasov will be stumbling blocks to his next actions.
Smith Doyle nodded and said gently,
"Go and take care of your personal affairs. Your investigation is still ongoing."
"Thanks."
After thanking him, John Wick left Smith's room.
As the door was closed and he made sure there was no one outside, Fox looked Smith up and down.
"GOD, are you telling the truth?"
Smith smiled and said:
"Part of it."
Fox widened his eyes, and then asked in shock:
"So the Dragon Ball thing is true."
Seeing Smith nodded in agreement, Fox was still shocked even though he had guessed it in his mind.
"As for the rest, I think it will soon become true."
Fox was silent for a few seconds, then asked,
"If it's true, don't you want to make a wish or something?"
Smith shook his head and said:
"I don't need it."
Fox opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything. After a few seconds of silence, he said,
"You are worthy of being our GOD. Your realm is too high."
Seeing Fox's confused look, Smith did not explain anything. After all, the Dragon Balls were created based on his power. He did not have any wishes to fulfill. Shenlong could not do anything that he could not do with his own power, and he did not need Shenlong to do things that he could do. With his foresight of the Marvel Universe, he already had the upper hand.
Smith took out his cell phone and called Winston. The call was connected within a few seconds.
"Smith, it is extremely rude to call an elderly person at this time."
Hearing Winston's voice on the phone, Smith smiled, without the slightest embarrassment, and said directly:
"Winston, someone violated the rules of the Continental Hotel."
"As a kind person, I will help you clean up the garbage."
Hearing Smith's words, Winston sat up from the bed, fully awake, and asked in a very serious tone:
"Are you sure he violated the rules of the Continental Hotel?"
"What on earth did that guy do?"
Smith glanced at Perkins who was sitting in the chair, and then said,
"Perkins set his sights on John Wick's bounty and launched an assassination attempt directly in the hotel."
"I think the surveillance in the hallway will give you all the clues."
After saying that, Smith Doyle took out a pistol and shot Perkins in the head.
"Bang!"
There was a gunshot, and a bullet went straight through Perkins' head, killing him instantly.
Hearing the gunshot from the other end of the phone, Winston was silent for three seconds, then said:
"I know."
Smith hung up the phone and said directly:
"I don't want to watch this guy until dawn. We have other things to do."
Fox rolled his eyes and then said,
"You can tell that she was awake a long time ago and eavesdropped on our conversation."
Smith nodded:
"The violently beating heart has already betrayed her. It seems that the news about Dragon Balls is really exciting."
"We'll also go to Little Russia to see what John Wick does next."
Smith Doyle then took Fox away from the Continental Hotel. Not long after the two left, Winston brought his men to room 819, checked both rooms, and took away Perkins' body.
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It was still dark when Smith Doyle brought Fox to the church in Little Russia. This was an important stronghold of the Russian gangster Viggo Tarasov. It stored some evidence of bribery, politicians' handles and some cash. It could be said to be a very important place.
After arriving at the location, the two scouted the area around the church and found the warehouse where John Wick was suspected to be imprisoned. Finally, they chose a rooftop with a good view and was relatively hidden to wait.
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Daytime comes.
Fox held a telescope and saw John Wick walking into the church carrying a large canvas bag.
"Smith, John is here."
Snap. Snap. Snap
Accompanied by several gunshots, the Night Devil began his killing show.
At this time, Smith Doyle took out the second-generation combat effectiveness detector from the system backpack, put it on and began to observe.
4 combat power, 5 combat power, 5 combat power, 4 combat power, 3 combat power.
It's strange that there are still some in the Russian gang with such weak combat capabilities.
Show me how much John Wick can fight.
6 o'clock, which is unexpectedly high.
It's actually a little bit stronger than the 5th level.
John Wick fired several shots in succession, each shot was fatal. The whole process was smooth, without any nonsense and unnecessary movements, giving people a special charm. He was not like some idiots who had to explain for a long time before killing someone, and even showed affection at the battle scene, which was simply nonsense.
It was John Wick's decisive killing behavior that made him willing to bring Fox to watch this killing show.
Fox was now full of curiosity about what Smith was carrying. He even stopped paying attention to the killing inside and asked,
"Smith, what is this you are carrying? I have never seen it before."
Smith pointed to what he was carrying and said,
"This is a combat power detector. It can observe the target's energy and use numerical values to indicate a person's combat power."
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(End of this chapter)