Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 241 God John Wick and Wang Yi
In downtown New York, former New York underworld criminals took advantage of Wang Yi's national fortune to sabotage the Continental Hotel and Continental Group's industries.

The former members of the Ant Nest had no idea that their greatest support had ended up dead in West Egg, Long Island, New York.

At this moment, they are still carrying out their zero-dollar shopping activities at the Continental Hotel and the Continental Group's properties, even though the lights in New York have returned to their bright colors before the Great Depression, leaving them without the shelter of the night.

It also did not stop them from buying for free.

These former criminals from the New York underworld, each holding a Thompson submachine gun or a pistol, wantonly smashed, looted and burned properties at the Continental Group and the Continental Hotel.

While fattening themselves, they were also humming songs that they had long forgotten.

"It's better to rob money than to make money, it's better to rob money than to make money... Boss, our old business is more practical. We can make more money this way. Why do we have to work so hard selling wine, making canned food, running schools, and building hospitals? What's the point of hanging more portraits of John Wick? In the end, nothing can be protected?! Hahaha!"

A gang member was in the restaurant of the Continental Hotel, drinking the Continental Hotel's 'Everywhere' brand beer in one hand, and firing a gun in the other hand, smashing the drinks on the wine cabinet into pieces and spilling them all over the floor.

Originally there were security guards from the Continental Hotel here, but right now the Continental Hotel and Continental Group's businesses in New York City were under attack, so the security guards could only go to other more important places to put out fires, and had no time to take care of other things, which gave this guy an opportunity to take advantage of.

After venting his anger, the guy took the money from the cash box at the counter, looked at his masterpiece with great satisfaction, and prepared to leave contentedly.

Just as he turned around, a wine bottle rolled to his feet and stopped, catching his attention.

When I looked in the direction where the wine bottle was rolling, I saw three men and one woman, four children gathered together, looking at me with frightened expressions. One of them looked very familiar to me.

"Oh, it's you, little one."

The gangster walked towards the children with a ferocious smile. On the back of his right hand, there was a scar left by a penetrating wound.

Stanley Martin Lieber is in a panic now, since a year and a half ago, he and his parents were robbed on the way home from collecting relief food, and then rescued by a man named "Spider" and Mr. Wick from the Continental Hotel.

His parents found a new job, and he was arranged to attend a private school for Continental's employees. In the school belonging to Continental, he met many new friends who were all affected by the Great Depression to varying degrees, and the group of kids also had a common language.

Although their parents had jobs, the impact of the Great Depression was still there. In order to supplement the family income, these little kids who played together formed a group to do odd jobs in restaurants in mainland hotels, selling flowers and snacks.

This was just a normal working day for them, but suddenly, the whole city of New York became chaos.

The police in the jurisdiction were busy putting out fires everywhere. The hotel and the group's properties were damaged everywhere by criminals. They didn't dare to go home and could only hide in restaurants. Unexpectedly, they were discovered in the end, and it was a familiar stranger.

Stanley recognized the guy walking towards them. It was this guy and his accomplices who pointed guns at him and his parents in the alley a year and a half ago and almost brought disaster to the family of three.

"Oh, you recognized me, little guy. Then I can't let you go back, lest you call the police. Do you think there will be another Mr. Spider to save you this time? Or the famous John Wick? I can tell you, my boss told me that he can't save himself. Don't you believe it? Look."

With a cat playing with mouse, the former gangster pointed his gun at the portrait of John Wick hanging in the restaurant. Just as he was about to pull the trigger and admire the expressions of the little guys in front of him as their myth of John Wick's omnipotence was shattered, a voice from hell sounded behind him.

"You drank my wine, burned down my restaurant and threatened my children?"

The moment the voice was heard, the hairs on the back of the gangster stood up. Just as he was about to move the muzzle of the gun to his back, he felt an irresistible force coming from his forehead, and then he knew nothing.

In the eyes of Stanley and his gang who were almost killed, it was as if John Wick, who had not been seen since the riot, suddenly appeared from the darkness, and with a wave of his hand, he pushed the gang member in front of him, along with his gun, to the wall, and he could not be pulled down even by pulling him down.

On the waist of the god John Wick, there was a spherical object wrapped in cloth, with blood dripping down and merging with the red wine on the floor.

The frightened little eyes suddenly became clear, and when he was about to pounce on the god John Wick, he first distanced himself back, fearing that the blood on his body would scare these children.

"Mr. Wick, there are so many people, and they are all causing trouble."

"What's your name?"

The god John Wick looked at the little girl who was walking towards him timidly. As a god with a certain sense of independence, and now connected with the destiny of the United States, he could obviously feel that there was a destiny in this blonde girl in front of him, and his tone softened rarely.

"Norma Jean Mortensen."

"Can I call you Norma?"

The little girl Norma was not shy. Instead, she approached the bloody god John Wick, let him touch her head, and stretched out her hands for a hug.

The god John Wick also picked up the little girl Norma and stretched out his other hand. Stanley also took the hand and walked out of the restaurant towards the direction of the Continental Hotel.

As the god John Wick appeared on the street in such a fair and open manner and walked towards the Continental Hotel's headquarters as if taking a walk, the employees of the Continental Hotel and Group, who were fighting each other in New York City at the time, found a backbone.

Voices of disbelief or ecstasy were also heard around the god John Wick.

"Is that Mr. Wick?"

"It's Mr. Wick! He's always with us, watching us!"

When John Wick, the god who had been elusive since the beginning of the riots, stood so boldly on the street, the originally restless people's hearts felt at ease and had a direction.

Correspondingly, those who wanted to take this opportunity to divide up the Continental Hotel and Continental Group began to panic, because they knew what the other party was like.

The rumors and legends that had once disappeared in the market now reappeared in their minds with the appearance of the god John Wick.

"Haha, see, bad boys, Mr. Wick is always here, he is watching us, he is testing us. If Mr. Wick hadn't given us a job during the Great Depression, you know what we would be like now. It's our turn to respond to Mr. Wick's kindness!"

"Let me take charge, man."

"Brother, have you ever been a soldier?"

"Yes, I participated in the Battle of Bello Forest. I was promoted to captain and was awarded a medal. But my leg is broken. I can only wait here for my old friends to bring me some good news from the capital. I have been eating and living at your place. Although my leg is broken, it is still very useful here."

"Then I'll leave it to you. You can command everyone, including me!"

"Haha, that's really great!"

Once the first person spoke up, a second person followed. On the streets, employees of the Continental Hotel and Continental Group, who were originally fighting each other, also began to spontaneously gather in the direction of the god John Wick.

The god John Wick just stood there, like a banner, leading the employees of the Continental Hotel and Continental Group to fight back.

The World War I veterans who had chosen to stay at the Continental Hotel in New York at Wang Yi's suggestion and had limited mobility also joined in at this time. They used their experience from surviving the battlefield, began to reorganize their manpower, and advanced step by step.

With a backbone and a brain to direct the hands and feet, it is a pure dimensionality reduction attack on these mobs that are simply a bunch of former gang members who have gathered together to cause trouble and can only fight when the wind is in their favor but not when the wind is against them.

The orderly marching columns, the frequent attacks and the uncluttered fire suppression brought the riot to an end.

There was no real resistance, and these former gang members who were causing trouble were pulled out from the dark corners one by one. An old soldier with good vision approached the god John Wick and asked for his opinion.

"Mr. Wick, what should we do with these people?" The god John Wick glanced at the old soldier in front of him before speaking.

"Tell me your name, soldier."

"Corporal Thomas Doss, First Army Division! Mr. Wick!"

Veteran Thomas also saluted the god John Wick and responded loudly.

And the god John Wick just covered the ears of the little girl Norma in his arms and said this.

"Corporal Thomas."

"Yes, Mr. Wick."

"If you find someone in the toilet, they drowned in the toilet. If you find someone in the meat factory, they were chopped up in the meat factory. Do you understand?"

"What about the police?"

"Just let them clean the floor."

"Yes! Mr. Wick!"

The order from the god John Wick was passed down. The employees of the Continental Hotel and Group, who were already filled with rage, could no longer endure it, because Mr. Wick said that the police would clean up their mess, so what were they waiting for!
The sounds of gunfire and cries for mercy could be heard one after another in the streets, but they did not shake the god John Wick's steps towards the Continental Hotel headquarters.

During this process, there were some Inhumans who rose up to resist, but facing 7.63mm pistol bullets, as long as the Inhumans themselves were not at the level of first-rate masters, and faced with organized and coordinated fire suppression, the Inhumans, who were already few in number, could only suffer in frustration.

In this regard, whether they are Chinese or foreigners, hot weapons are treated equally.

In this way, the god John Wick, surrounded by many Continental Hotel and Continental Group employees, arrived at the Continental Hotel headquarters without any hindrance.

At this time, at the Continental Hotel headquarters, James Gates, another manager who stayed in New York, was dealing with the six Ant Nest aliens who had been subdued by Wang Yi before.

As the first batch of pseudo-innate aliens cultivated by Wang Yi under the guise of the god John Wick, using the bone arrows left over from the ancient Egyptian god Imhotep.

James Gatz, formerly known as Jay Gatsby, gained the ability to control steel.

This ability with an extremely high upper limit and a low lower limit allowed James Gates to fight with these six rebellious Ant Nest aliens for a long time in the steel jungle of New York City.

As for combat experience, don't forget what James Gates started out as. He was a bootlegger for a boss in the New York underworld. He also served in the army before and was a veteran of World War I, retiring with the rank of captain.

In terms of experience in fighting, James is no less experienced than the six Ant Nest aliens, and as someone who has participated in World War I, he also has a certain level of command in combat.

It is for this reason that the god John Wick let James stay in New York and be responsible for controlling the overall situation.

Thanks to his command, the riot did not cause much damage to the Continental Hotel and Group.

As the god John Wick arrived at the door of the Continental Hotel headquarters, the six former Ant Nest aliens who were fighting with James also called off their fight, huddled together, and looked at the god John Wick who was standing there silently with nervous expressions.

Their eyes were also focused on the waist of the god John Wick, the spherical object wrapped in cloth that permeated the entire cloth.

Their pupils shrank, and a bad guess emerged in their minds.

The god John Wick did not look at the six former Ant Nest aliens he had subdued, but looked at the main store of the Continental Hotel. It was okay, the damage was not serious.

Without further ado, he took off the trophy that had been hanging around his waist and threw it at the six former Ant Nest aliens.

The object fell to the ground, and during the rolling process, the object wrapped in cloth inside was revealed in front of them. It was the head of the ant nest commander with half of his head smashed and his eyes open.

At this time, the god John Wick slowly spoke.

"From now on, there will no longer be an alien organization called Ant Nest. Submit or die."

After seeing the head of the Ant Nest leader with his eyes open, the six former Ant Nest aliens knew what to do.

Give up all futile resistance and kneel down before the god John Wick.

"We offer you our loyalty, Mr. Wick."

Putting down the little girl Norma in his arms and letting her turn her back, the god John Wick walked up to the six former Ant Nest aliens who bowed their heads to him, knelt on one knee and swore allegiance, and stared at them.

An invisible pressure also lingered above their heads and did not dissipate for a long time.

After a long while, the god John Wick finally spoke.

"Where are Wuxiang's disciples?"

"Leave it to us, Mr. Wick."

"I want to see their heads before twelve o'clock."

"Yes, Mr. Wick!"

With the re-surrender of these six former Ant Nest aliens, the head of the Ant Nest commander-in-chief was revealed to everyone.

After tonight, the Continental Hotel will completely become the most powerful among the many alien forces in the United States.

"Long live Mr. Wick!"

"Mr. Wick, we love you!"

Amid waves of cheers from the crowd, the faith of all living beings that had originally dispersed once again gathered on the god John Wick, making Him appear mysterious and difficult to approach even when He was standing there.

But it’s not over yet, He still needs one last push to make Him the number one alien in the United States.

With some kind of feeling, the god John Wick also raised his head and looked at the night sky above his head.

And everyone followed the god John Wick's raised head and looked up at the night sky above their heads.

You can see that above the night sky, there is someone standing high above, looking down at all living beings!

(End of this chapter)