New York - Russian Gang Headquarters.
Viggo Tarasov looked at the video sent by his men, his face turned dark. He did not expect that in the matter of John Wick, in addition to Smith Doyle's meddling, even the killer Marcus, whom he hired, actually betrayed him.
Marcus is a registered killer at the Continental Hotel and Viggo's subordinate.
The relationship between the two is similar to the relationship between John Wick and him before he retired. Although they are subordinates, the assassination missions must follow the rules of the Continental Hotel.
When the bounty on John Wick was announced, he first found Marcus and asked him to assassinate John Wick for 4 million US dollars.
I thought the mission failed because there was no suitable opportunity, or because I didn't succeed.
But he didn't expect that it was his subordinates who betrayed him. Although Viggo was angry about other people's interference, he could not tolerate the betrayal of his subordinates.
"Damn Marcus, I'll let him know the consequences of betraying me."
At the same time, he sent a message to his men to continue tracking Marcus and find out where he was going.
Upon learning that Marcus was about to return home, Viggo immediately ordered his men to be surrounded and prepared to personally deal with this treacherous subordinate.
At this time, Viggo Tarasov's phone rang, and as soon as he answered the call, he received a report from his subordinates.
"We have tracked Smith Doyle. He is driving towards the suburbs."
"Send him on his way."
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the other side.
Fox was driving Smith towards the textile factory and stopped at a red light at a T-intersection.
"Is Smith's final assessment coming up?"
Smith, who was sitting in the passenger seat, nodded and said,
"Cross sent a message saying that the final mission has been selected and asked me to go back and get the information."
Upon hearing this, Fox's eyes lit up and he said excitedly,
"Doesn't that mean that after completing this assessment, you will become the leader of the Assassin's League, the only God—GOD!"
Smith also had a smile on his face:
"Everyone's 18-year expectation is about to be fulfilled."
While the two were talking, a black SUV suddenly drove up from the side and hit them directly. At the critical moment, Smith pulled Fox and tried his best to avoid injury.
"bump!"
The car body was hit hard and was pushed directly to the side of the road.
The sudden collision made Fox feel uncomfortable and a little dizzy, but she instinctively took out her pistol. When she was about to aim at the driver of her car, another SUV hit the front and rear of the car. The violent impact caused the weapon in Fox's hand to fall directly.
At this moment, the people in the three cars half exposed their bodies, holding submachine guns and ready to shoot at Fox and Smith in the cars.
At this critical moment, Smith kicked the deformed car door away, then grabbed Fox and escaped from the car.
"Da-da-da!"
The bullets swept towards the driver's cab, and the already battered car became even more riddled with holes.
Smith pulled Fox and hid under the wheel hub of the car to avoid the bullets.
"I'll deal with them."
Seeing Smith was about to deal with the enemy, Fox took advantage of the gap when the bullets stopped shooting and reached out to the storage space on the passenger seat, where she had placed her weapons.
Smith jumped up and went straight to the side of the first car that hit them, then kicked hard at the B-pillar of the car.
"boom!"
The enormous force caused the car to flip sideways, and it rolled three times before it stopped. The people in the car were thrown all over the place and couldn't climb out for a while.
The gunmen in the other two cars aimed at Smith Doyle immediately, pulled the trigger and fired bullets.
Smith took out a dagger from the system backpack and chopped directly at the flying bullet.
"Ding. Ding. Ding."
The bullet was chopped into two by Smith and fell at his feet.
The robber who saw this scene was stunned on the spot. The sight of the knife and bullet frightened him so much that he shouted loudly.
"Monster, run, drive quickly."
Just as the other party was about to drive away, Fox stood up with guns in both hands and pulled the trigger at the gunmen in the two cars.
"Da. Da. Da."
Several bullets were fired, each of which hit people in the head and killed them on the spot.
Fox did not spare the driver of the car either, and shot him to death on the spot.
At this time, the people in the car that was overturned by Smith finally climbed out, and three of the four people were still alive.
Looking at the remaining survivors, Smith sprinted to the front of them, grabbed one of them by the neck and lifted him up.
"Tell me, who sent you?"
"Ahem… Ahem…"
The sturdy man whose neck was pinched by Smith turned red all over and couldn't speak for a long time.
Smith twisted the man's neck and threw him to the ground. He then looked at the other man and said:
"Tell me, whose people are you?"
At this time, there were only two of the three people who had crawled out. One of them got up from the ground, turned around and was about to run.
"bump!"
But the moment he turned around, he was shot in the back of the head by Fox and fell to the ground on the spot.
Seeing that only he was left out of the three cars, the gunman said tremblingly:
"We are from the Russian gang, Viggo's men."
Hearing that it was Viggo's men, Smith cut off the other's head with a knife.
"Viggo, I think you have already met your end."
Fox walked over slowly, leaned on Smith and said,
"Damn John Wick, he actually made us clean up his mess."
Smith hugged Fox tightly. It was obvious that the front collision still injured Fox. If the anti-collision protection had not been taken immediately and the quality of the car was not good, he would have died on the spot if he was unlucky.
Smith took out his cell phone and called the League of Assassins, and the call was quickly connected.
"Cleaner, Klein Avenue intersection, arrange for someone to come over, 12 pieces of garbage and three vehicles."
"Deal with it as soon as possible."
After hanging up the phone, Smith carried Fox to an SUV nearby, threw the body out of the car, put Fox in the passenger seat, and drove the other car towards the textile factory.
As for the Russian gang, there is no need for them to exist in New York anymore.
Not only Viggo will die, but the entire Russian gang will be wiped out.
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the other side.
The gate of the textile factory at the headquarters of the League of Assassins opened, and the cleaner drove out of the textile factory in a garbage truck with several cleaning staff.
Heading toward what Smith said was Klein Avenue, they were going to clean up the scene before the police arrived.
(End of this chapter)