Mei Man Knives

Chapter 15 Tell the password
When Zhang Jun was about to open the door, he suddenly heard the whistling sound of the exhaust pipe of a car not far away.

Accompanied by the sound of the bolt being pulled.

Zhang Jun followed the voice and looked over.

I saw a Ford Taurus drifting beautifully from a distance, and with a flick of its tail, it drove to this street.

A guy in a wallet with colorfully dyed hair poked out from the co-pilot.

Holding an AKM in his hand, he yelled, "Go to hell, boy!"

bang bang bang...

Raindrops of bullets swept over and hit the door of the bar, breaking bricks and flying gravel.

One clip was fired.

There was a rattling sound from the bolt.

The guy stared wide-eyed at Zhang Jun standing there intact, with no injuries at all.

He looked at Zhang Jun, and then at the AKM submachine gun in his hand.

It doesn't make sense!

When he shot himself, he pressed the muzzle of the gun.

Even if the AKM recoil gun is not very accurate, it doesn't make sense that a bullet didn't hit the opponent!
Rivas, the driving companion, saw that a magazine was used up, but he didn't even kill the target.

He yelled dissatisfiedly: "What the hell did you do, did that bitch drain all your energy last night! Get rid of the target!"

Hearing his companion's complaints, Ka Suo retracted his body, took off the empty magazine, and reloaded a new one.

Rivas stepped on the brakes, pulled the handbrake, and turned the steering wheel at the same time.

The car makes a sharp turn beautifully.

There was a rapid friction between the tires of the car and the ground, making a hissing sound, and white smoke came out of the tires.

Ford Taurus wants to reopen, and give Zhang Jun another shuttle.

But just when Taurus was about to complete the sharp turn, suddenly a tire on the front wheel blew out.

boom!
There was a loud bang, and immediately the car lost control.

It just turned a somersault in the air, then hit the ground and rolled twice in a row, and slid out close to the ground.

It stopped after hitting two street lights all the time.

Zhang Jun walked over with the Czech CZ75 pistol confiscated not long ago.

Ka Suo was thrown out when the car overturned, smashed into a car parked by the side of the road, and fell to his death.

Luckily for Rivas, the airbag saved his life.

But he's not looking good right now.

His forehead was hit so hard that he bled.

There were more than a dozen marks of cuts from broken glass on his face.

After losing consciousness for more than ten seconds, Rivas felt a sharp pain, and he woke up leisurely.

Seeing a blurry figure standing in front of him, he was still confused.

Have absolutely no idea what happened.

Zhang Jun leaned over and pointed a gun at Rivas.

"Who are you? Why did you kill me?"

Before Rivas came to his senses, a tingling pain suddenly spread from his fingers to his brain.

"what!"

Rivas screamed.

Only then did he realize that he had been pulled out of the car and dragged to the side of the road.

The man's foot was stepping on his finger.

"What are you talking about, I don't know? Let go, or I'll call the police!"

Click!

Rivas clearly heard the sound of his finger bones breaking.

"what……"

Zhang Jun saw the lights of the surrounding houses turned on, and people came out of the house one after another, paying attention to this side.

Zhang Jun immediately shouted loudly. "How are you, sir? Where are you hurt? Don't worry, I've called an ambulance. They'll be here soon! Hold on! Don't die! Hold on!"

Zhang Jun shouted loudly, and his feet became even harder.

The piercing pain continued to hit Rivas' head.

He screamed like a pig being killed.

"Hold on, sir. Don't worry. The ambulance will be here soon." Zhang Jun squatted down and continued to step on his hand.

He whispered in Rivas' ear.

"You can continue to be stubborn, but I can guarantee that when the ambulance arrives, you will have to lie in bed for the rest of your life!"

Rivas was a killer, not a dead man.

Hearing Zhang Jun's threat, Rivas, who was tortured to death, shouted. "It's the High Table who offered a reward to you. We obey orders!"

"Oh!"

High table?
Zhang Jun also heard a little bit about it, and it was a well-known killer organization.

"Why did they put a reward on me. By the way, how much is my reward?"

Say it all out, and there is no need to keep the others secret.

Rivas shouted. "The man who escaped into your tavern tonight is an important mission of the High Table's reward. You sheltered him and angered the people of the High Table. They put a reward on your head. 100 million for your life!"

Hearing Rivas' explanation, Zhang Jun's face suddenly collapsed.

"I'm only worth 100 million? Blind them!"

Zhang Jun was so angry that he wanted to break this guy's leg.

But there was the distinctive sound of an ambulance in the distance.

That voice reminded Zhang Jun.

Only then did he restrain his killing intent.

He looked at Rivas and thought about it.

"If you want to live, tell me your bank card password and secret vault. Otherwise... Believe me, I have plenty of ways to make your life worse than death!"

Rivas heard that the other party robbed him at this time.

He was stunned.

dog day.

Damn, is this guy a bandit?
At this time, you actually want to rob me?

Seeing that the other party was silent, he wanted to drag him over.

Zhang Jun covered the opponent's mouth, and stepped even harder.

Rivas felt like his fingers were flattened.

He pointed out with cold sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly patted Zhang Jun's foot with his intact right hand.

Signaling himself to speak.

Zhang Jun let go of his hand.

Rivas swallowed a mouthful of water, enduring the pain.

"We are all guys who have today but no tomorrow. How can we save money. We spend money when we have money. We never keep overnight money! Really, you have to believe me!"

Does Zhang Jun believe it?
I don't believe it at all!
"Oh! Then where is your lair? Is it where you usually hide?"

When Rivas heard the other party asking about his lair, he hesitated again.

But in the next second, I felt that the feet stepping on my fingers became heavier again.

Rivas shouted hastily. "Room 31, 15 West 402st Street, Brooklyn!"

Hearing what the other party said, Zhang Jun looked at the ambulance that was about to drive over.

He lowered his head and looked at Rivas with a smile.

"Hope you're telling the truth! That way you'll save your dog's life. Or pray to your God!"

Zhang Jun let go of his feet, opened his hands and shouted loudly. "Here! Here!"

The ambulance saw Zhang Jun waving.

The ambulance stopped in front of Zhang Jun, and two nurses and an emergency doctor rushed over.

The doctor took a small flashlight to check the pupils of Gas here, and he shouted while checking.

"Sir, how do you feel?"

"Where does it hurt?"

"Can you hear me clearly? Can you see my fingers clearly..."

He quickly checked Rivas' injuries professionally and made a judgment.

"The head was hit hard, and the consciousness is now clear. There are many soft tissues in the body. The most serious damage is the fingers... probably because of the weight of the hammer. It is preliminarily judged to be a comminuted fracture. It needs to be sent for CT as soon as possible. Operation!"

Rivas was strapped to an ambulance stretcher and taken to an ambulance.

Looking at the ambulance going away, Zhang Jun shook his head.

I don't know the phone call from that well-intentioned guy, otherwise I would have more time to ask the other party's bank card password!
Zhang Jun shook his head and walked back to the bar, opened the door and walked in.

John Wick is sitting on a high chair in a bar, leaning against the bar, with a gun in his hand.

John Wick is not in good shape right now.

There was a lot of blood on his face, and he didn't know if it was his or the enemy's.

His body was full of scars, and only half of his life was left.

Seeing Zhang Jun, John Wick lowered his gun and shouted.

"I want to hire you!"

He killed Mike De Anthony, a member of the board of directors of the High Table, and the High Table and the Continental Hotel would never let him go.

Even not long ago, his reward order had already started!
John Wick went all the way here, just to see if the mercenary who claimed to be able to kill even God could save his life.

Otherwise, what is waiting for me is a dead body on the street!
Zhang Jun walked to the bar and took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet.

"Want a drink?"

John Wick nodded.

"Ok!"

Zhang Jun poured a glass of bourbon and placed it in front of John Wick.

"What's your trouble? Let me see how much money is appropriate?"

John Wick took the glass and took a sip.

"The High Table has placed a reward on me, and I want you to cancel the killing order for me!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jun poured himself a glass too.

"It's not an easy task!"

John Wick looked at Zhang Jun.

"You said that as long as you have enough money, you can help me solve my troubles. You dare to kill even God!"

Zhang Jun shrugged, spread his hands and said. "Of course! But to help you solve this matter. The price is not low, and it will cost a lot of money!"

John Wick struggled to lift a box at his feet, put it on the table, and opened it.

"Are these enough?"

(End of this chapter)