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It was a knife, a steel knife with delicate patterns. In addition to rushing towards the face, it was thick and unique to history, and there was also a killing intent that could not be described in words.

Yes, it was the Xiuchun knife that hung on the wall of Lin Yue's bedroom, and Tan Xiaoguang joked that it could be a fake and could be used to ward off evil spirits in the house.

"How about this knife?"

"Good knife." The bald head stared at the pattern on the knife, and the two apprentices behind him also stared at the knife, surprised at its exquisiteness.

"Do you know what this knife is called?"

Bald shook his head.

Lin Yue said, "It's called the Qi Family Sword."

This is of course a lie, it is the family embroidered spring knife used by Shen Lian in "Xiuchun Knife II", and the one in Lu Wenzhao's hand is the authentic Qi family knife.

The bald head said in Japanese: "I see."

Lin Yue smiled and patted the knife in his hand: "Do you know what this thing is used to kill?"

Bald shook his head again.

Lin Yue put down the knife and changed the subject: "Is there any wine?"

A bald-headed apprentice came over and poured him a glass of wine. When he stepped back, he kept his eyes on the knife.

Of course, they didn't want to keep it for themselves. They were not used to this kind of knife, but they felt that the guy sitting in front was very dangerous.

Lin Yue drank a glass of sake, put the blowfish sashimi on the plate with his bald head into his mouth, put down ten dollars beside the plate, got up and left with the Xiuchun knife.

The rain slapped on his shoulders, the black of the suit collided with the black of the night, and the misty water vapor outlined the outline of a person.

The bald head and his two apprentices watched Lin Yue get into the car, and made a goodbye gesture to them. He was about to smile SAY GOODBYE, but who wanted the style of painting to change suddenly, the person in the car suddenly leaned over, and when he got up again, there was a smile on his shoulder. One more thing.

Looking carefully, the bald and hairless scalp was blown up.

Because it was an M72A 66mm rocket launcher.

A little flame burst, and something flew out of the muzzle with a whoosh, piercing the rain curtain with white smoke and whistling, and plunged into the food stall.

The bald head didn't have time to think about it, he jumped out subconsciously, and heard a bang behind him, a heat wave came from behind him, and then a terrifying shock wave.

The food stalls were overturned by the explosion. Knives, ingredients, wooden boards, human bodies... As the flames rolled back, countless smoky and flaming debris fell on the ground covered with rain, crackling and crackling.

Wow~

It seemed that God was thinking about the property safety of the surrounding merchants. The rain was heavier, and the flames under the ruins of the food stalls could not lift their heads. They squeaked and extinguished the flames on the back of the bald head.

Two of his apprentices were buried in the ruins, and he was the only one who was about to be thrown out by the explosion, but even if there was heavy rain to put out the fire, the explosion also disintegrated his fighting power, so he could only lie on the ground and let the rain beat his body.

pat~

pat~

The leather shoes broke through the stagnant water and came to him.

The bald head saw a cold light slowly coming out of its sheath.

Zheng...

There was a crisp sound as the blade rubbed against the edge of the scabbard.

"The Qi family knife is used to kill pirates."

As the sound fell, it was the blade whose brilliance could not be covered by the night and a string of flying blood beads.

tick tock...

Blood mixed with rain fell drop by drop along the tip of the knife.

After a few breaths, with the sound of the car door closing, the Ford Mustang BOSS429 wrapped in rain drove to the depths of the long street with a deep roar.

Boom, a bolt of lightning flashed across the night sky, illuminating the bald head's wide open eyes.

...

Hoo, hoo, hoo.

The sound of gasping.

Wow~

The sound of rain falling.

A figure was limping along the long street, the rain soaking his hair and clothes, and the gun in his hand.

Just now, John Wick, funded by the boss of the New York "beggar gang", bloodbathed Sandino Antonio's lair, and now the guy who killed the donkey and offered a reward of 7 million for his life hid in the Continental Hotel.

According to the rules of the High Table Council, fighting is forbidden in that place, but he has no choice, Sandino must die, not only because he is forced to kill Jaina, but also because the current situation is so bad that if he does not resist, he will die ...Although Jaina was killed by another person, no one will listen to his explanation, let alone his head is worth 7 million US dollars.

When a flash of thunder tore through the clouds, John Wick pushed open the door of the hotel lobby, and walked in front of Charon seemingly embarrassed.

"I'm here looking for Sandino Antonio."

The black stared at him blankly for a while, then hesitated and said, "He's waiting for you in the lounge, Mr. Wick."

John Wick nodded, took a gun to the -1 floor, and saw Sandino Antonio, the new leader of Camorra, who had cornered him in the lounge.

Winston stood by, while Sandino had foie gras and steak on a plate in front of him.

John Wick took a gun and walked step by step to the former friend and the current enemy.

Sandino shrugged, not worried about his own safety, because the consequences of killing people at the Continental Hotel are very serious, and John Wick is obviously not an opponent of the High Table Council, facing a reward of 7 million, he may live, but if it breaks According to the rules of the organization, what awaits him... must be death.

Sandino picks up a piece of foie gras with a fork: "John, have you read the menu? There are many choices, and this is a safe zone where one can stay for a long time."

This is a provocation, a provocation to John Wick. As soon as the day breaks, he mobilizes people to pick him up at the Continental Hotel, and John Wick can only watch him go away.

Winston noticed that the atmosphere of confrontation was getting stronger and stronger, so he couldn't help standing up and saying, "John, calm down, please stay calm."

"Yes, John, go away."

Sandino shrugged, as if you should take his advice.

Suddenly, John Wick raised his pistol.

Boom.

The gun went off.

But it missed Sandino, because the moment he fired, a dagger went into the back of his hand, and the bullet missed.

Winston looked in the direction of the dagger, and Sandino was stunned.

A man came down from the second floor with a copper box and a dog.

Looking at the man's face that stood out among the black and white people, John Wick's face became very gloomy.

The man he had been looking for for a long time showed up, took Yisef, took his car, killed Jaina, and now gave him another knife...

Sandino reacted at this moment, saw Winston's men take away the pistol that fell on the ground, looked at Lin Yue and said, "Whoever you are, you did me a big favor today."

"Actually, I did you a big favor."

"What's the big deal?"

"I helped you save your dear sister Jaina from the Daredevil."

Sandino was dumbfounded when he heard the words, not understanding what was going on.

Lin Yue walked up to him: "One of the thirty-six strategies in China is to follow the strategy. If you don't do this, how could you drive the famous Night Demon to a dead end, and then suffer backlash and fall to the current situation?"

At this point, Sandino couldn't understand: "You...you...who are you?"

Looking at this guy who used him again, John Wick felt a huge stone stuck in his heart, and he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

"Lin Yue."

Lin Yue smiled at Sandino, then suddenly raised his arm and fired.

Boom~

The gun went off.

Sandino was sprawled over the back of the chair, with a bright red bullet hole in his forehead.

The people in the lounge were all dumbfounded. They didn't know what was going on. They thought he was here to save Sandino, but why did he suddenly kill him.

Lin Yue put away the [Obsidian] and threw the keys of the Ford Mustang BOSS429 to John Wick.

"If you kill him, the High Table Council will not let you go. I am the one who kills him now, so you are free."

After saying this, he left John Wick who couldn't figure out what happened, walked up to Winston, and put two gold coins on the table: "This is a meal for two, including Parkin That time."

"Mr. Lin, do you know what it means to kill someone at the Continental Hotel?"

"certainly."

Lin Yue smiled and lifted the bronze box, and put it on the table beside him: "This is a gift from me to the elders of the High Table Council, please deliver it for me."

Winston saw that the box was unlocked, and lifted the lid up.

Inside was a human head, which was clearly a woman, but her hair had been cropped. There was a coin in her mouth, which belonged only to the adjudicator.

What's this?

Very simple, a provocation to the entire High Table Council!

"Tell the people at the High Table Council that I will kill them all, leaving no one behind."

Lin Yue left, followed by his dog.

Jingle Bell.

Jingle Bell.

...

A text message sounded in the lounge.

The man in the corner took out his mobile phone, Winston took out his mobile phone, John Wick took out his mobile phone.

There are two text messages.

The first is a reward from Jaina. For those who kill her brother, whoever can kill someone will get 7 million US dollars.

The second is the reward offered by the High Table Council. Immediately launch a global hunt for the murderer "Lin Yue" who killed the Pope. If anyone can complete the task, they will receive a reward of 10 million US dollars.

Looking at the wound on his palm and the dagger he threw on the ground, John Wick looked at Winston and said, "Is he that Lin Yue? Isn't he?"

Winston nodded: "That's right."

There was a sound of shouting "Jesus" in the hall. This guy actually killed the Pope!

...

Five minutes later, Winston came to the hotel lobby.

It was Charon who called him over.

On the counter were two large boxes containing more than $3 million in cash.

"This is what Mr. Lin put here. He wants us to use the money from Vigo Tarasov to increase his reward."

"It's just crazy," Winston said.

As a novice, he turned John Wick around and killed the pope, and then the adjudicator of the High Table Council, and now he is using his own money to reward his head. What is this guy thinking? He found that no matter what, he couldn't figure out why that Mr. Lin did these things.

"Sir." Charon said, "Do you want to arrange manpower?"

Winston was never soft on those who broke the rules of the Continental Hotel.

After a while, Winston glanced at his watch and found that it was almost zero time. He changed the subject and said, "Pick up Jaina for me. I have a few questions I want to ask her."

The people in the lounge didn't even know that the guy who made a big mess didn't take everything behind him seriously.

Thanks to Wuliang, the book friend with the tail number 5276 for the 1500 starting coins, and Infinite Light 000 for the 200 starting coins.