Chapter 49 The 9-Headed Snake and the Game
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Hydra?
John thought about it.
He said he felt the pattern was somewhat familiar.
Natasha was also shocked that John had something from Hydra in his hands.
She felt that this matter was getting more and more involved.
"You need to be careful, John." Natasha handed the badge back, "Hydra is more terrifying than gangsters."
"I will."
Putting the badge away, John walked Natasha to the door.
There was no waiting fish to take the bait, but unexpected news came.
After sitting on the sofa in the living room without lights for a while, he looked at the badge in his hand.
"Hydra..."
...
Hell's Kitchen.
Matt fights crime again.
In Hell's Kitchen, various forces are distributed.
This caused this chaotic place to become even more chaotic, with various smuggling contraband and pimps, as well as human trafficking businesses developing here.
After rescuing the innocent woman from the container, Matt waited for the woman to leave the scene and then lingered for a while.
"Fisk."
He murmured the name, recalling John's words in his mind.
After a night of Daredevil action.
He went to the law office the next day.
"You should see this, Matt."
Fudge was happy to show off a printer.
"This thing supports Braille printing."
"Sent from John Wick?"
Matt knew who sent it as soon as he heard it.
Fudge nodded, "Did you forget what he promised us last time?"
"Oh, by the way, he told me." Fudge patted his head, "I should have told you."
"It's okay, just make your decision, Fudge." Matt came to his seat and sat down.
Fudge came over and said, "I think we still underestimated Master Wick."
"He is now the major shareholder of Hammer Industries, and that is Hammer Industries." Fudge was a little excited, "I know you don't like him, but this is a good opportunity for us to make a name for ourselves."
"The only bad thing is that there is something wrong with his head." Fudge tutted. "If it weren't for this, I think I would fall in love with that guy."
"You don't know how many women are attracted to this second generation rich man who just came out of nowhere."
Fudge said, but reminded Matt.
Matt asked, "What's wrong with him?"
"Who? John Wick?" Fudge was also confused. "I don't know. Anyway, that's what I heard from his driver."
"Maybe it's mental illness."
Hearing this, Matt said nothing.
He could always sense John's unusual behavior and that the man had magic.
"Wilson Fisk, we can investigate." He was determined to first find out who the suicidal man was afraid of.
"Wilson Fisk? Isn't he from the United Company?" Fudge paid more attention to this, and as soon as he mentioned it, he thought of who it was.
Judging from the situation, it seems that Matt wants to investigate this person.
...
Dr. Selvig was approached by S.H.I.E.L.D., or rather, invited.
He was invited into a program.
Project Pegasus.
When he saw the energy-filled blue Rubik's Cube, he knew that he was involved in a huge event.
For this reason, he had to cut off contact with Jane.
Instead, he started working for S.H.I.E.L.D.
Fury is the person responsible for this plan. As a permanent agent here, Barton can see the importance he attaches to this place.
"How is that difficult second generation of the Wick family?"
Fury chatted with Natasha.
"Same as usual." Natasha asked, "Is there any progress?"
"It's better than nothing," Fury said.
"You need to complete the mission. Originally, you were the best person to wait for that guy to wake up, but the mission doesn't wait for anyone."
Agents of Natasha's level are too rare, and Fury has to use good steel.
It's a miracle that the old popsicle recovered from Antarctica is still alive.
Now SHIELD attaches great importance to this matter.
Not only because Popsicle is a super soldier, but also because that person is a symbol of America and an important figure in the founder of SHIELD.
Coulson is back and he's excited.
Natasha didn't even say hello, she came to Fury and asked, "Where is he?"
"You need to calm down, Coulson." Fury glanced at him.
This guy is a big fan of Lao Popsicle and has a complete set of Lao Popsicle cards.
Fury was really worried that this guy wouldn't sneak in and put the old popsicle to sleep in the middle of the night, right?
Natasha crossed her arms and looked like she was watching a good show.
...
Holiday time always flies by.
It has been two months since John came out of the magical world.
He has become accustomed to going to a teahouse, ordering a cup of tea, taking out his mobile phone and starting to watch.
This life is not boring, but it is also very comfortable.
The sun is just right today and the temperature is just right.
John was sitting in the teahouse, and even the boss was kicked out.
"What's the matter?" John picked out the biscuits in front of him with chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth, "I don't remember that I drove without a license."
Opposite us is the FBI, an old acquaintance.
Ray and Dax.
"When are you going to take your eyes off the victim?"
John said impatiently: "My patience is limited."
"Mr. Wick," Ray said seriously, "you are in a very dangerous situation."
"Even though you are unwilling to tell you how to escape from an exploding car, we still want to remind you of the dangers."
"All the perpetrators died," Ray said. "The car was found, burned to char, with three bodies inside."
"Through investigation, we found a fourth person who had committed suicide on the street by shooting himself."
Even Lei was shocked, as four lives were lost in one fell swoop.
And after more than half a month of investigation, they still have not found the whereabouts of the mastermind behind the scenes.
The only way to find the answer is from John's hands.
"We will arrange people to protect you and need your cooperation."
This is not only Ray's attitude, but also the FBI's attitude.
John's life was too important, and they had to take care of it.
On the other hand, John was not nervous at all and looked at Dax with interest.
"Would you like to play a game?"
Taking out a gold coin from his pocket, John smiled and said: "As long as you can catch it, I will agree to your request."
Dax looked stern. He was empty-handed twice in a row last time, which frustrates his confidence.
This time the game came again, and he began to hesitate.
"I promise you."
Dax pressed down on Ray's shoulders and took off his coat.
He was prepared for everything.
John smiled slightly and flicked the gold coins with his fingers.
Gold coins were flying in the sky, and almost instantly, Dax moved.
His hand stretched out towards the gold coins that were still rising.
Just as they were about to touch, John moved too.
He seemed to be deliberately playing tricks on the agent, arriving first and taking away the gold coins cruelly with two fingers in front of Dax's eyes.
The gold coin flipped between his fingers, and John smiled and said, "I welcome you to play this game with me next time, Agent Dax."
Dax kept moving, his eyes once again revealing his crazy desire for destruction.
There are only three things he can do, but this is his third failure.
Never before had anyone been able to play tricks on him like this.
Ray stared at John, "Mr. Wick, I hope you understand."
"I also hope you understand, Ray." John put the gold coin into his palm, opened it again, and the gold coin disappeared. He said, "It's not me who should be afraid."
"It's him."
John didn't say who he was, he just smiled and said, "The game has begun."
It's not just you who can play games.
...
John thought about it.
He said he felt the pattern was somewhat familiar.
Natasha was also shocked that John had something from Hydra in his hands.
She felt that this matter was getting more and more involved.
"You need to be careful, John." Natasha handed the badge back, "Hydra is more terrifying than gangsters."
"I will."
Putting the badge away, John walked Natasha to the door.
There was no waiting fish to take the bait, but unexpected news came.
After sitting on the sofa in the living room without lights for a while, he looked at the badge in his hand.
"Hydra..."
...
Hell's Kitchen.
Matt fights crime again.
In Hell's Kitchen, various forces are distributed.
This caused this chaotic place to become even more chaotic, with various smuggling contraband and pimps, as well as human trafficking businesses developing here.
After rescuing the innocent woman from the container, Matt waited for the woman to leave the scene and then lingered for a while.
"Fisk."
He murmured the name, recalling John's words in his mind.
After a night of Daredevil action.
He went to the law office the next day.
"You should see this, Matt."
Fudge was happy to show off a printer.
"This thing supports Braille printing."
"Sent from John Wick?"
Matt knew who sent it as soon as he heard it.
Fudge nodded, "Did you forget what he promised us last time?"
"Oh, by the way, he told me." Fudge patted his head, "I should have told you."
"It's okay, just make your decision, Fudge." Matt came to his seat and sat down.
Fudge came over and said, "I think we still underestimated Master Wick."
"He is now the major shareholder of Hammer Industries, and that is Hammer Industries." Fudge was a little excited, "I know you don't like him, but this is a good opportunity for us to make a name for ourselves."
"The only bad thing is that there is something wrong with his head." Fudge tutted. "If it weren't for this, I think I would fall in love with that guy."
"You don't know how many women are attracted to this second generation rich man who just came out of nowhere."
Fudge said, but reminded Matt.
Matt asked, "What's wrong with him?"
"Who? John Wick?" Fudge was also confused. "I don't know. Anyway, that's what I heard from his driver."
"Maybe it's mental illness."
Hearing this, Matt said nothing.
He could always sense John's unusual behavior and that the man had magic.
"Wilson Fisk, we can investigate." He was determined to first find out who the suicidal man was afraid of.
"Wilson Fisk? Isn't he from the United Company?" Fudge paid more attention to this, and as soon as he mentioned it, he thought of who it was.
Judging from the situation, it seems that Matt wants to investigate this person.
...
Dr. Selvig was approached by S.H.I.E.L.D., or rather, invited.
He was invited into a program.
Project Pegasus.
When he saw the energy-filled blue Rubik's Cube, he knew that he was involved in a huge event.
For this reason, he had to cut off contact with Jane.
Instead, he started working for S.H.I.E.L.D.
Fury is the person responsible for this plan. As a permanent agent here, Barton can see the importance he attaches to this place.
"How is that difficult second generation of the Wick family?"
Fury chatted with Natasha.
"Same as usual." Natasha asked, "Is there any progress?"
"It's better than nothing," Fury said.
"You need to complete the mission. Originally, you were the best person to wait for that guy to wake up, but the mission doesn't wait for anyone."
Agents of Natasha's level are too rare, and Fury has to use good steel.
It's a miracle that the old popsicle recovered from Antarctica is still alive.
Now SHIELD attaches great importance to this matter.
Not only because Popsicle is a super soldier, but also because that person is a symbol of America and an important figure in the founder of SHIELD.
Coulson is back and he's excited.
Natasha didn't even say hello, she came to Fury and asked, "Where is he?"
"You need to calm down, Coulson." Fury glanced at him.
This guy is a big fan of Lao Popsicle and has a complete set of Lao Popsicle cards.
Fury was really worried that this guy wouldn't sneak in and put the old popsicle to sleep in the middle of the night, right?
Natasha crossed her arms and looked like she was watching a good show.
...
Holiday time always flies by.
It has been two months since John came out of the magical world.
He has become accustomed to going to a teahouse, ordering a cup of tea, taking out his mobile phone and starting to watch.
This life is not boring, but it is also very comfortable.
The sun is just right today and the temperature is just right.
John was sitting in the teahouse, and even the boss was kicked out.
"What's the matter?" John picked out the biscuits in front of him with chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth, "I don't remember that I drove without a license."
Opposite us is the FBI, an old acquaintance.
Ray and Dax.
"When are you going to take your eyes off the victim?"
John said impatiently: "My patience is limited."
"Mr. Wick," Ray said seriously, "you are in a very dangerous situation."
"Even though you are unwilling to tell you how to escape from an exploding car, we still want to remind you of the dangers."
"All the perpetrators died," Ray said. "The car was found, burned to char, with three bodies inside."
"Through investigation, we found a fourth person who had committed suicide on the street by shooting himself."
Even Lei was shocked, as four lives were lost in one fell swoop.
And after more than half a month of investigation, they still have not found the whereabouts of the mastermind behind the scenes.
The only way to find the answer is from John's hands.
"We will arrange people to protect you and need your cooperation."
This is not only Ray's attitude, but also the FBI's attitude.
John's life was too important, and they had to take care of it.
On the other hand, John was not nervous at all and looked at Dax with interest.
"Would you like to play a game?"
Taking out a gold coin from his pocket, John smiled and said: "As long as you can catch it, I will agree to your request."
Dax looked stern. He was empty-handed twice in a row last time, which frustrates his confidence.
This time the game came again, and he began to hesitate.
"I promise you."
Dax pressed down on Ray's shoulders and took off his coat.
He was prepared for everything.
John smiled slightly and flicked the gold coins with his fingers.
Gold coins were flying in the sky, and almost instantly, Dax moved.
His hand stretched out towards the gold coins that were still rising.
Just as they were about to touch, John moved too.
He seemed to be deliberately playing tricks on the agent, arriving first and taking away the gold coins cruelly with two fingers in front of Dax's eyes.
The gold coin flipped between his fingers, and John smiled and said, "I welcome you to play this game with me next time, Agent Dax."
Dax kept moving, his eyes once again revealing his crazy desire for destruction.
There are only three things he can do, but this is his third failure.
Never before had anyone been able to play tricks on him like this.
Ray stared at John, "Mr. Wick, I hope you understand."
"I also hope you understand, Ray." John put the gold coin into his palm, opened it again, and the gold coin disappeared. He said, "It's not me who should be afraid."
"It's him."
John didn't say who he was, he just smiled and said, "The game has begun."
It's not just you who can play games.
...
