Infinite Journey to the World of American Comics

This is the advantage of being a superpower in the United States. As long as you are willing, your daily life can be colorful. Unlike in China across the Pacific, even if you have superpowers, you may not be able to walk on the street for a week. Use the opportunity, let alone make money.

Although 100 US dollars is not too much, it can basically maintain Richard's income and expenditure. Since he does not want to attract the attention of Snake and Shield yet, he did not continue to look for some remote corners after completing his daily tasks.

He understood the dangers of fishing in a dry lake. If he did it too hard near home, no one would come, and he would have to travel a lot to complete his daily tasks. This was very inconvenient for Richard who did not have transportation. , so he decided to stop after collecting enough 100 every day.

After completing his daily task, Richard hummed and walked to the bar. After all, in this world, that was his home. Although this home made him live in debt, it was also located in New York City, the Marvel world. The most dangerous place in the universe, but at least the location is good and the area is good. Even if you come here, it's better than renting a shabby house like the boss Spider-Man.

However, there is a cheating system that will not allow him to live a good and idle life. When he just walked under the big archway in Chinatown, he heard the cold voice of the system in his mind:

"We will enter the mission world in 10 minutes, please be prepared."

Come on, don't say anything and run away.

Richard ran away and ran to the bar. This system would not pick a place when taking him into a mission. He would be taken away when the time was up. After the mission was over, he would be sent back to the same place. The interval in between was not fixed. In order to prevent him from being exposed in public. There was a scene of a huge transformation into a living person, and Richard had to find a way to find a quiet place to enter the mission world.

“最后10秒倒计时，10、9、8...3、2、1”

The moment Richard stepped into the house, the countdown ended and he disappeared, leaving only the door of the bar slowly pulled back by the spring.

However, just as the door was about to close, a big hand pressed the door handle and pushed it open gently.

"Excuse me, is there anyone here..."

A man in a suit and leather shoes and sunglasses opened the wooden door. He stopped mid-sentence. He stood at the door and looked around without taking off his sunglasses, with a surprised expression on his face.

"As for the man, I remember he just came in. He is also a superpower. What are his abilities?"

The man in sunglasses listened attentively for a while, then reluctantly helped Richard close the door. At the same time, he turned the sign on the door to the close state, and then walked out of the alley. Moreover, he kept using his hands as he walked. His blind stick tapped the ground gently, and he turned out to be blind.

Richard couldn't care less about the outsider entering his home for the time being, because he was currently sitting by the fountain in a square, holding a glass of fat house happy water in his hand, watching a drama about a strong man locking up a man.

Well, there are only two actors in the play. An Asian man who is as fat as a sumo wrestler is hugging a tall and thin white man with long black hair and stubble. I know whether the fat man locks the thin man, or the thin man locks the fat man.

The simple American people gathered around, curiously taking out their mobile phones and taking photos of the two talented artists, not caring at all that there were two pistols falling on the ground.

And Richard didn't care too much, because now a string of words appeared in front of his eyes.

"The mission begins: kill at least 3 chairman of the High Table. Your identity: a killer who has just obtained membership."

Well, the world of John Wick, or the world of John Wick, and the High Table Organization are powerful organizations that determine all the rules in the underground world. The key problem is that there seem to be two of them in the three movies now. Identified High Table members, you asked me to kill three

Richard silently drank up the happy water in the cup, stood up and adjusted his suit, took two steps forward, picked up a pistol on the ground, and came to the two men.

"Get out of here, he's mine." The fat man pressed the thin man under his body and said fiercely to Richard while breathing heavily.

The thin man below did not speak, but silently bit his lip, as if he had accepted his fate.

呯

The gunfire rang out, and the fat man shivered as if his body had been hollowed out, and slowly fell on the thin man's body.

After kicking the fat man's body away, Richard extended a compassionate hand towards the thin man.

"Good evening, Mr. John Wick. Nice to meet you."

Hearing his name, John looked at Richard in surprise, took his hand and stood up.

"You know me, do I know you?"

"No, the first time you met me, I was from across the Pacific. I was an amateur killer."

......

John was a little stunned. He was very familiar with professional killers because he was one himself. What did he mean by amateur killer?

"I think this is not a good place to chat. I suggest we go to a place with fewer people to chat. I don't have much acting experience and I will be a little shy in front of the camera."

"...Oh well."

After looking at the American people who were only about three to five meters away and continuing to record the video, John picked up the pistol on the ground and took Richard to the nearby shopping mall.

"So, who are you?" John asked Richard in a low voice while observing the surroundings vigilantly. He was not worried about Richard's position. If he wanted to kill him, he would have lowered the gun just now. That's enough, no need to go to so much trouble.

"I just said, I'm from across the Pacific and I'm a killer."

"This is the first time I have heard the term amateur killer."

"Well, let's put it this way. Killers like you who belong to the high table have uniforms, office supplies, and even corporate culture and industry regulations before you can be called a professional killer. But people like me don't have these things. Those who can only assist themselves in self-employment are called amateur killers."

John took a few more glances at Richard and knew that he knew him and Gao Tai Desi. It seemed that this man was also a person in the dark world, and he was ruthless and so young. He must have been a killer trained by some organization since childhood.

"What is your relationship with the Mainland Hotel in Hong Kong?"

"There was no relationship between us other than the fact that I had a long-term presidential suite there, and they would never admit to knowing me."

...John was silent. He read a lot of information from this sentence, very dangerous information. The Hong Kong Continental Hotel was the last establishment of the organization. There have never been any outstanding killers. The industry originally thought that they were Some of them were fake. Now it seems that they are plotting a revolution. The appearance of this boy in front of them may be a signal for them to take action.

"Then what is your purpose of saving me?"

"Don't you think 12 high table seats are a bit too much? Maybe 9 seats sounds better. In Chinese, this is called long time."