"The firepower is fierce, the explosion is strong..."

The sommelier thought for a while, walked to the place where the submachine gun and short-barreled automatic rifle were placed, took one of them and handed it over.

"Allow me to introduce you to this..."

Lin Yue didn't allow him to finish his sentence: "I know that Heckler \u0026 Koch's MP7 is a multi-national special forces armed weapon. The gun body is short and compact, low in weight, and the recoil is so small that trained people can use it as a pistol. The Picatinny rail on the receiver and the one on the right side can be used to add laser designators, scopes and tactical lights."

As he said that, he pulled the bayonet back to activate the small grip, pulled out the magazine and loaded it with a click, and tried it by flipping the folding stock to his shoulder.

"Give me two of these."

The sommelier raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

Lin Yue said: "I also need a sniper rifle that is heavy enough, strong enough, and has a high rate of fire."

The sommelier thought for a while, then lifted a sniper rifle from the side and rear with both hands and put it on the middle table: "The AS50 used by the US Navy Seals weighs 12.5 kg, uses 12.7MM caliber bullets, and feeds with five magazines. Fast fire rate, long range, good accuracy."

In fact, he was not optimistic about Lin Yue, because large-caliber anti-material sniper rifles like Barrett and AS50 were too heavy and not very suitable for Asians to use, but there were not many options for the conditions set by the frame.

Lin Yue lifted the AS50 on the table with one hand, broke off the pin buckle, removed the scope, unscrewed the barrel, and then disassembled the AS50 into five parts, which can be put into a special portable bag. Just assemble it when you use it.

"Wow."

The sommelier pursed his lips, with a surprised expression on his face: "I thought..."

"I should look older, right?" Lin Yue smiled: "I still need some safe, compact, and good performance...appetizers, and desserts for mass feeding, do you have any recommendations? ?"

The expression on the sommelier's face became even weirder, the pistol is fine, the dessert... Is he planning to do wholesale?

No complaints, the sommelier still followed his request and took down an HK45 compact pistol from the counter on the left where various types of pistols were placed.

"It is ergonomically designed, and the biggest feature is comfort. The adjustable rear grip can help people with any hand shape to control it. Believe me, you will fall in love with it deeply."

After saying this, the sommelier took out a black leather case from under the counter. After opening it, there was a rolled up leather bag, and in the side pocket after unfolding were a pair of bright daggers without scabbards.

"This is the dessert you want, real good and cheap."

Lin Yue was very satisfied with his service, and took out a set of eight gold coins from his pocket and handed them to the sommelier.

In addition to U.S. dollars and ledgers, Vigo's treasury also has a lot of gold coins. If it is more than this, he is richer than John Wick.

"Do you want me to send it to your room?"

"Thanks."

Lin Yue turned and left.

...

Twenty minutes later, he showed up at Angela's tailor shop.

"Oh, our new customer."

Angela said: "For guests like you, we can provide some discounts."

Lin Yue was very surprised. No customer had spoken yet. The merchant offered to offer a discount: "Is it also possible to expedite the order?"

"sure."

"I'm curious, is today your store's PLUS DAY?"

"No." Angela said with a smile: "Because there are very few Asian customers, there may be a little discomfort in the tailoring that is worth adjusting."

"You are sincere."

Angela smiled and said, "Do you have any additional requirements?"

Lin Yue said: "Bulletproof, comfortable, one set for morning and evening."

"Understood."

Angela expressed surprise that he didn't have more tactical requirements, but she didn't say much, and asked her assistant to tailor it for the guests.

Fifteen minutes later, Lin Yue left the tailor shop and walked towards the Continental Hotel in the evening sunlight.

Of course, Angela and the sommelier will have many questions, because he has his own personal space, and he doesn't need to have weapons all over his body to provide a sense of security.

...

At nightfall, a fully armed John Wick left the Continental Hotel, carrying a case containing an AR-15 rifle and a Benelli M4 shotgun through a locked gate.

In a car parked at the corner of the street, Ares, Sandino's capable man, watched his back disappear, rubbed his nose with his hands, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to inform her men to gather here so that they could intercept and kill John Wayne later. gram.

Boom, boom, boom.

At this time, there was a knocking sound outside the window, and she turned her face to see a man in a police uniform standing there.

Ares put down his phone, lowered the car window, and looked at the police opposite.

She is mute and cannot speak, but the passenger in the co-pilot can.

"What's the matter, Mr. Policeman?"

As soon as the sound fell, the policeman standing outside suddenly pulled out a silencer pistol and quickly pulled the trigger.

Chirp~

The gang member on the co-pilot died with his head tilted.

Ares reacted quickly. With his left hand, he grabbed the policeman's hand holding the gun and knocked it against the window frame. With his right hand, he clenched his fist and sent it out. The blade between his middle finger and ring finger stabbed at the policeman's door.

The next scene surprised her. She saw the man's left hand go up and directly wrap around her fist. The blade between the middle finger and the ring finger was obstructed and did not pierce the enemy's palm.

At this moment, the hand wrapping her fist twisted upwards.

hum~

Ares let out a muffled grunt, and the hand holding the policeman's gun weakened. In the blink of an eye, an arm passed through the window glass and twisted her neck.

heh~heh~

Amidst the ho-ho panting, Ares was dragged out of the car and thrown on the ground like a chick caught by an eagle.

After the suffocation disappeared, she struggled to get up from the ground, who wanted to kick her stomach fiercely with one foot and knocked her up, the policeman just now came into view, but he was taking off his uniform, The face under the brim of the hat, which was originally full of scars, quickly changed into a man's face that could be described as clean.

Then, a dagger was added in the man's hand, and at the same time, a foot kicked her hard on the head, and she lost consciousness when her eyes went dark.

...

Today is Gianna Antonio's big day. Camorra's territory and influence in Europe have grown, and she has also sat on the high table council member.

In the atrium of the castle, the band is singing on the stage, and below are men and women who have taken high drugs and twisted their bodies. Mafia members are distributed inside and outside the venue to monitor for abnormalities.

After sending Econi away, Jaina dismissed Cassina, who was in charge of protecting her, and walked into a room with an indoor bath in the innermost part of the castle.

The furniture that is no longer glamorous is full of weight and history. Red candles are burning on the candlesticks, and the ambiguous light cascades down from the high ceiling. Jaina's proud body is reflected in the floor-to-ceiling mirrors facing each other.

She took a sip of wine, put the cocktail glass on the dressing table, and was about to take off her clothes, when suddenly there was a man in the mirror.

She didn't know that person, and she couldn't figure out how he got in, let alone carrying one on her shoulders.

"Who are you?"

Pointing the gun at her suppressed her courage to call for help.

Lin Yue said, "It doesn't matter who I am or how I got here. The important thing is, do you know her?"

poof~

With a muffled sound, he threw the woman on his shoulders to the ground.

Gianna Antonio took a few glances by the candlelight, her face changed slightly: "Aris..."

She recognized this woman, who was the right-hand man of her good brother Sandino, who looked at her with hostility and disdain every day.

"Why is she here?"

Today is her coronation ceremony as the leader of Camorra. Sandino made excuses for not coming. Now it seems that her brother is absent, but Ares was sent here, but she does not remember that she is on the list of participants, otherwise Ka Cinna will definitely send someone to keep an eye on the mute.

Lin Yue said: "She came to your coronation ceremony, but as a supervisor."

"supervisor?"

"Yes, Overseer, oversee John Wick killing you."

One sentence made Jaina dizzy, you must know that she has a good relationship with John Wick.

"Sandino has a badge that John Wick gave him."

Speaking of this level, if Jaina still can't figure out the pass, then she is not a gang boss, but an idiot.

"Sandino sent John to kill me?"

"Otherwise?" Lin Yue said, "Send Ye Moman to catch up with you?"

Gianna said, "How do I know if you're lying to me?"

Lin Yue handed over a photo, which was taken at the Continental Hotel in Rome, and John Wick's face was very clear.

Jaina stopped talking, her face was very gloomy, and anyone who was betrayed by her younger brother couldn't be happy.

The silence lasted for more than ten seconds, and she finally calmed down: "Then... why did you come to see me before John Wick?"

Lin Yue said, "I want to make a deal with you."

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