Conquer The Comic: I Rely On Unlimited Hunting To Level Up

Chapter 029 I just want to get back to my car

, John Wick and leaving the Continental Hotel means that he has killed Vigo's son.

Next, Viggo should also begin to take revenge on John Wick.

This will make him completely anger John Wick, and it will also make John Wick completely lose his mind and hunt him down madly.

Viggo knows this, so in the movie, after arranging his revenge, he immediately plans to leave New York directly.

I don't want anything, just for a refreshment.

He became John Wick and lost because of John Wick.

It can be said that this is also a reincarnation.

But this time, Lear came, and his arrival directly ruined Vigo's revenge.

I don't know what Johnwick's fate will be next, but Viggo is absolutely lifeless to play any more cat-and-mouse games with John Wick.

"How long will it take you?" Unexpectedly, Viggo's experience for Lear was incomparably rich, directly allowing Lear to upgrade by one level, before Lear had accumulated, now 10,000 points of experience smashed down, he only upgraded one level, which means that each next level will be more difficult.

But it was clear that he had found a higher value-added target through Vigo.

Killing ordinary minions, gangsters or killers gives him relatively little experience.

The last time he killed Sloan, it wasn't him, it was the fox.

This time, he knew how much experience a big boss can have.

The bad news is that each of this kind of big boss has countless subordinates and younger brothers for him to drive, conservatively estimated, even this Viggo who was beaten by John Wick, there are at least more than 100 gunmen.

It's not easy to successfully hunt such a big boss.

The good news is that there are many such big bosses throughout New York City, at least 12.

The person in charge of each continental hotel should be counted, and above them there is something called a high table.

These twelve high tables should be regarded as the superiors of the Continental Hotel, although their positioning in the Marvel world is not clear and clear, but it is obviously impossible to constitute the twelve people who constitute the highest throne of the entire underground world like in the original book of the rapid pursuit.

It's not that they can't do it, the main thing is that they don't deserve it.

After all, there are too many strong people in the Marvel world, if they don't have two brushes, if they just behave like in Rapid Preparation, assassinating John Wick is just arranging a few ninjas, then Lear's current combat effectiveness should not be much of a problem leveling them.

"How much time do you need? Do you want to call the corpse collector to come and clean up? "

This corpse collector is not a job that ordinary people can do, each of his corpses costs a continental hotel gold coin, that is, 10,000 US dollars, normally they are certainly not worth it."

But fear is afraid of abnormality, for example, some rich people accidentally kill someone, in order to get rid of the crime, let the corpse collector come to work, 10,000 US dollars is not expensive at all.

Do you think the $10,000 is only for the corpse collector?

Wrong! Police leaders, sheriffs, detectives, detectives, patrolmen, and patrolmen throughout the precinct can get their share.

Do you think anyone can do this kind of thing if they want?

It doesn't matter, this kind of good thing is not your turn yet!

More importantly, the police in the United States do not aim to serve the people, and there is no core clause that serious murder cases must be solved, people are dead when they die, and no one cares about other traces you leave in this world except your family.

This is the law of survival in this jungle of the United States.

Since no one has reported the crime, as long as there are no bodies, no one will pursue this matter.

In the sparsely populated United States, although it seems that everyone has their own social security number and ID ID, it is just a mechanism for the police to check you, not a tool for the police to protect you.

To put it more succinctly: it is convenient for the government to monitor whether you have evaded taxes, but it does not protect your own safety.

Therefore, there are often various serial killers in the United States, and after killing more than 20 people, the local police have not noticed anything, and often when other departments begin to investigate some other incidents, this serial killer is discovered by accident.

Such is the case in a vast and sparsely populated country.

Of course, in a metropolitan city like New York, it becomes more troublesome to dispose of corpses, so it is necessary to open up and down links.

Sorry, but in capitalist countries, having money can really do whatever you want.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine soon." Accountant Ette couldn't help but speed up his search.

While searching, he explained to Lear: "Viggo has no sense of security, in order to ensure that he can run away at any time, most of his property has been converted into a company in the Virgin Islands on the outlying islands, and various cross-shareholdings are carried out to disperse the equity tracking, which is why these shares are so chaotic, and only I can help him figure it out."

"Only I will be able to transfer this wealth to your name."

He said proudly and proudly.

Out of absolute confidence in his professionalism, he spoke absolutely.

Lear is really interested this time.

His biggest purpose in coming to this building is actually Vigo, as for money, that large lump of gold is worth at least 30 million US dollars, which is completely enough for him and the fox to spend the second half of their lives dashingly, but this social asset is different.

This social asset is enough to make him a stepping stone for the American upper class, making him a person of the same class as Director George.

"How many are there?" Lear asked.

"It's just a lot more gold than you get."

Accountant Ette has won his right to live, but he will work for his own happiness next.

He thought that Lear came here for the money or equity.

But I didn't expect that Lear simply wanted to kill Vigo.

It's scarier than killing for money or power.

The only good news for him is that Lear is not one who is not interested in money, but it is only a priority that ranks far below him.

According to the accountant's observations, at least after his female companions, John Wick, Viggo.

So he doesn't want to be pampered, because the focus of people like Lear is completely different from those who only care about money.

People who only care about money, accountant Ette can easily manipulate and play with them, making them their own puppets, and they can also find an opportunity to directly retreat.

But for Lear, who doesn't care about money, his concern is very special.

Ette had to be very careful.

That is to say, there are more than 30 million assets alone.

These more than 30 million assets are basically controlled by cross-shareholdings of various companies, and in the end, except for myself, other people do not know the whereabouts of these assets at all.

But it is precisely because of this that outsiders do not have the opportunity to intervene, and Lear has the opportunity to intervene.

When Ette took the documents and wrapped them in a large official document, and then had them, there was a jurisprudence to control these companies.

Lear didn't understand these things at all, and since Ete said so, then do it, he had no expectations for this matter, and naturally did not expect it.

It is good to be able to do it, but it does not matter, the use value of Ett has ended after Viggo died, and after that, it is all surplus value.

Ette himself knows this.

The two of them carried briefcases, got out of the building, got into the car, and returned to the black car factory in Aurelio with a cigarette.

Here they are working hard to help Lear modify his car.

Seeing Ete returning with a briefcase, Aurelio was a little surprised, but also relieved.

What are they most afraid of at this point? It is afraid that Wei Guo will not die, but he can also recover his strength and go back to them to settle the score.

According to the ruthlessness of the Russians, there is one counted as one, and everyone who helped John Wick must die.

Now after seeing them come back so smoothly, of course, Aurelio, a smart man, knows that there are no Russian gangsters in this world anymore.

There is a large underground power vacuum in Brooklyn, and the bloody storm that follows, even he is likely to be killed.

Before that, of course, he must hug his new thighs.

Lear has somehow replaced Viggo's ecological position, so that Ette and Aurelio can't help but subconsciously seek his refuge.

Because the entire black car factory is working around Lear's new car, Lear's new car is progressing very quickly.

By the time he returned, the whole car had been prepared.

Aurelio's three strong men each came over with two suitcases, placed them on the Cadillac trunk in front of Lear, and opened them with a brush.

"There are 332 kilograms of gold here, not a penny, not less." Aurelio smiled and said to Lear: "I don't have the strength and channel to turn this gold into money, but if you want to cash out, I can introduce someone to help you turn it into cash."

"This kind of thing is not in a hurry." Lear shook his head, he didn't really run a business, fight a war, for him now, they are just a small work workshop, the number of personnel is small, light and simple, very simple work mode, and now they are still doing whatever they want.

Although a lot of funds and base areas are indispensable for them to become bigger and stronger, he is not in a hurry now.

The more gold reserves are, of course, the better.

"Vigo also has a brother Abaram, who is ostensibly in the taxi and modified car business, but in fact they are in the drug trafficking and smuggling business, and..." Ete glanced at Aurelio and spoke to Lear, and he asked Lear tentatively with a gesture of cutting grass and roots.

"Ett, do you know why I saved John Wick?" Lear's sudden question made Ette break into a cold sweat.

He shook his head and asked tentatively, "Is it...?"

"With him in front, all the killings tonight are counted on his head, and no one knows that I have come."

Lear calmly picked up two pistols from the trunk mezzanine of the Cadillac's modification.

"In that case, of course, you can kill as much as you can tonight, and it is best not to leave any hidden dangers." He plunged two pistols into his waist: "Ett, you and the fox stay, Perkins and I go." "

Perkins:?

I don't know why this kind of thing should bring her, but Perkins nodded helplessly.

"Do you know where Vigo's brother's lair is?" After they drove out of the black car park, Perkins realized that Lear was just looking for someone to lead the way.

She nodded helplessly, was forced to recognize her fate as a driver, and began to drive a Chevrolet Corvette towards the Viggo brothers' factory.

It's also a busy scene, with yellow cabs driving in the New York Harbor factory building toward the tuning depot.

Who knows that in this modified car factory, it is the largest drug smugglers in this area?

It's just that relying on the power of his brother Vigo, Abaram's business is doing well, and even the police are not very good to directly touch him.

But now, his brother is dead, the Russian gang is down, and John Wick is coming to him, he is the one who handles John Wick's car for his brother.

So he had to run away.

To escape under John Wick, the sooner the better.

He gathered his men back, asked them to gather his property, and then made them his bodyguards to protect himself and collect it, and then embarked to flee New York.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being Vigo's brother, and the escape route is almost exactly the same as Vigo, except that one person runs from the air and the other runs from the sea.

The operation ideas are very similar.

It's just that John Wick doesn't plan to let Viggo go, and Lear doesn't plan to let him go.

All the killings tonight are paid for by John Wick!

"Drive in." Looking at the succession of yellow cabs driving in, Lear ordered to Perkins.

"Are you crazy? It was full of Abaram's men. Perkins had never seen Lear's skills, and whispered to Lear in surprise.

"Listen to me." Lear held the pistol in both hands, his calm gaze swept over Perkins' face, this time he brought Boggins out, not necessarily without Liwei's mind, she still lacked awe for Lear and them.

This lack is vividly expressed in the details after leaving the Continental Hotel and not threatening his life.

The fox is already a little eager to her, but has not yet found a reason and interface.

But Lear wanted to show his true self to Perkins.

Let her understand what position Lear and the fox are in.

In the end, it is a woman who has had a day's pleasure, he can't bear to watch her run wildly on the road to death, whether he can directly subdue her, it depends on the current wave.

Perkins looked at Lear's calm and determined eyes, and suddenly understood in his heart: if he did not do what Lear ordered, then she would die.

Lear would not need subordinates who did not follow orders.

Isn't this a test for her?

As soon as she gritted her teeth and slammed the gear, the 500-horsepower performance monster roared with a high-rpm roar, carrying Lear and Perkins into each other's lair.

Of course, the sound between the 500 performance monsters and ordinary taxis is different, so when it roars, the people inside have already noticed the problem.

They all pulled out their guns and forgot about the past.

Rushing in with five hundred performance monsters were bullets fired by Lear one after another.

When the marksmanship reaches level 5, combined with adrenaline control, arc marksmanship, and ejection marksmanship, this continuous superposition of BUFF, it can be said that no one can compare with Lear in terms of using guns.

Even on a convertible car at 70 mph, pistol bullets fired with both hands can still hit every target accurately.

He was like a western cowboy riding on a five-flowered horse, his hands were linked, gunsmoke was everywhere, there were only corpses everywhere he passed on the road, and there was no living person who could stand, driving the car, and Boggins, who drove all the way in along the taxi driver's line, couldn't help but open his mouth.

Although Lear's shooting skills were already outrageous before, and he was able to shoot some people in the Little Russian Church without even seeing people.

But because I can't see, I can't understand it at all and I'm not afraid.

But seriously, when Perkins saw that Lear could accurately hit everyone 10 meters away with a pistol on such a bumpy sports car, this kind of thing that was within her comprehension caused her greater shock and fear.

What kind of monster it is!

Just when she was in surprise, Lear's low roar reached her ears: "Don't be distracted, drive a good car."

She quickly came to her senses, grabbed the steering wheel with both hands, and returned the position of Corvette, who had almost slipped and drifted.

But even then, Corvette lost his power and had to stop in the middle of the black car factory.

Lear could clearly see the group of gangsters who were surrounding them.

It is also clear that there are some lumps of powder behind each taxi, wrapped in plastic bags.

Compared with gangsters, drug trafficking is a much more intolerable sin, not even one of them.

Although most of the time, these two things are mixed together, so the gangster can kill!

Lear opened his arms, each time he pulled the trigger as if he was playing the music of death, and every Russian gangster who tried to get in and get the perfect shooting distance was killed halfway to his position.

When Lear emptied the bullets from his two pistols, the entire black car factory was silent, not even a single moaner.

Perkins couldn't help but swallow, because she knew that this meant that everyone was directly executed by Lear.

He's so murderous.

"Lear." A voice suddenly sounded in the factory, and a figure that surprised Perkins appeared in front of the two of them.

"Perkins." He greeted Lear and Perkins with a polite nod.

Although her body was covered in injuries, and her whole body was embarrassed and tired, she still recognized who the person she was at a glance.

That's John Wick.

"I want to get my car back." He was followed by a bully dog, pointed to several cars parked under the canvas next to him, and said calmly.

————

PS: I fell into the pillow yesterday, so serious that I couldn't stand up upright, lying on the bed, I wanted to do half a shoulder pain, I really couldn't hold on, so I went to bed early.