Chen Feng stood in the alley, looking at the typical American seventies-style bar in front of him.

This old pub on Jack Street doesn’t know why it appeals to guys like Wesker and Mikhail, who can be called old-man. (I don’t know why, Feilu canceled it by itself with English spaces.) )

This is not to say that they are old, but probably because their style is incompatible with the flamboyant American young people.

Chen Feng was invited by Mikhail, saying that his old friend wanted to meet him, originally Chen Feng wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he agreed.

Mikhail’s old friend, then it should also be someone from his circle, right?

Chen Feng pushed open the door of the bar and walked in, and many eyes looked over for a while.

Dressed in a straight suit, a Windsor tie, and elegant leather shoes, his outfit is almost out of place in the style of the bar, and this is a fastidious person, almost out of place with the rough men here.

“Give me a cup of agave, and the rest is consumption.” Chen Feng casually took out a hundred dollar knives.

Seeing this generous guy, he immediately attracted a few malicious eyes, but Chen Feng didn’t care.

Taking the tequila prepared by the bartender, he walked to the place Mikhail had booked and sat down.

“Mikhail, this is your old friend?”

Chen Feng’s sharp gaze looked at the person in front of him, how did this image, this dress, look so much like a middle-aged version of Keanu Reeves?

No, not like, this is simply it.

Suit, black shirt, elegant leadership, neat beard and hair, this is also a decent person.

However, Chen Feng could feel an invisible aura in this person’s body, which was generally only available to veterans of a hundred battles or those who had experienced countless corpse mountains and blood seas.

“BOSS, this is my old friend, he wants to thank you in person for arranging treatment for his wife.”

“John. Wick, it’s a pleasure to meet someone like you. ”

He excitedly stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Chen Feng.

“Thank you so much for reaching out and saving my wife’s life.”

John Wick? When Chen Feng heard this name, he couldn’t help but recall a memory, it seems that this person is also a character in a movie.

Chen Feng waved his hand, picked up the wine glass and saluted: “A small matter, Mr. John Wick, you are Mikhail’s old friend, I can still arrange this little thing.” ”

John. Wick seemed to have made up some kind of determination, and then raised his glass: “Mr. Chen, if you can, I wonder if you can offer me a job opportunity?” ”

Chen Feng glanced at him meaningfully: “If you don’t mind, I welcome it very much, I lack a security consultant, I don’t know John. Mr. Wick, are you interested? ”

John. Wick nodded and toasted: “Of course, no problem, this is a very challenging job, so when will I join?” ”

“If you wish, feel free to join our team.”

Chen Feng smiled with John. Wick shook hands.

Unexpectedly, it was just a show of hands, but he gained a fierce general, which made Chen Feng very proud, and the three people drank slightly drunk in the bar before coming out of the bar.

Just in the alley of the intersection where the bus was going, suddenly a group of ill-intentioned street bastards appeared from the alley and surrounded the three people.

John. Wick glanced at the group of gangsters, and then whispered to Chen Feng on the side.

“Sir, give me 30 seconds and I can deal with them.”

Chen Feng nodded, very good, then we will wait for you in the car.

Immediately he walked leisurely towards the alley, and the two gangsters wanted to come and block it, and they were directly knocked down by Mikhail with a punch.

The intersection driver had already parked a Mercedes-Benz S-650 here.

Seeing Chen Feng and Mikhail coming out, he immediately came over and opened the back door.

Chen Feng took out two cigarettes and handed one to Mikhail, then took out a ZIPPO and lit it.

Mikhail took the cigarette, lit it very sophisticatedly, and took a deep breath: “BOSS you, John. Wick is a good player and you won’t be disappointed. ”

Chen Feng pretended to be interested: “Oh? I would like to hear about it. ”

Mikhail seemed to be caught up in memories.

“John and I are actually from the same place, Rose.”

“John, they made him Baba Yaga (Devil), and he also has a nickname, as you may have heard, called Night Devil.”

“In my life, I have killed many people, but I have never seen such a natural killer as John.”

“That day, right in the bar, I saw him kill 3 people, with TM’s pencil!”

Looking at Mikhail’s demeanor, he looked like he had seen a ghost, and he knew how shocked he was when he faced that scene.

Chen Feng patted him on the shoulder and could see that John. Wick killed 3 people with a pencil, and with European and American urine, these three people should be 3 gunmen.

It’s chilling to think about it, slaughtering 3 gang members with guns with a pencil, which can almost be described as legendary here in Lao Mei.

It is estimated that only Ip Man can achieve this level, right?

The two just got into the car and chatted for a while, and John over there had already completed the task, and it was estimated that he did not kill him, and still maintained that very gentlemanly, clean and tidy appearance.

It is estimated that he is still in a “retired” state, and he does not want to make trouble for Chen Feng and Mikhail, after all, this is not the New York State he is familiar with.

“Mr. Chen, the trouble has all been solved.”

“Well done John, we can spend champagne today, and my wife will ask the hospital to give her the best special medicine.”


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