Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

The cold floor was still shaking slightly. This seemed to be the bottom floor of a large cruise ship, and a long-haired, one-armed man was restrained on the restraint device deep inside. The man was as thin as a mummy, and seemed to be Suffered a lot of torture.

John Wick was once the legendary killer of the Continental Hotel. Countless people were shocked by his existence. His name as "Night Stalker" was enough to make a child stop crying...

But those are meaningless.

It can only be said that the mortal body has its limits after all. Even with extraordinary blood, Mr. Vincent Wells could only protect himself. After all, for a young man who had just awakened to the power of the Isu [Kronos], 5 seconds was still too short.

It seems that the famous "Night Stalker" will also fail, Mr. Wick...

Oh, sorry, I should call you "Johnny Silverhand" now, shouldn't I?

The Brotherhood of Yan Kingdom entrusted you with an important task... and you succeeded.

Arasaka was indeed burned to ashes, and Vincent managed to escape, but your prosthetic body was smashed by a heavy hammer, and you were captured. The Templar Order drew blood from you and refused to give you food. Under the dual mental and physical torture, you are almost no longer human, Mr. Wick...

You are dying.

Is it really worth it…

For an American street kid you just met? Or is it for the Yanguo killer who once helped you? Or...

For the little conscience left in your heart?

Please, the total number of people who died in your hands could circle the United States several times. You are not a righteous person...

give up.

"Tap...tap...tap..."

Footsteps.

John struggled to open his eyes and looked up at the person.

With skin as gray as a dead man and a faint red light in his eyes, John recognized who it was. Although the mechanical device on his body had been changed, that face left a deep impression on him.

"John Wick..." Kasinoff said expressionlessly. "Can someone as strong as the Night Demon still feel pain?"

"Yeah..." John twitched the corners of his mouth and responded in a low and hoarse voice.

It's not that he wants to show off his catchphrase, it's just that he doesn't have the energy to say anything right now.

"It seems that the Assassins have no intention of coming to save you." Kasinov slowly approached John, "You don't have much time. After I bring Vincent back..."

"I will kill you myself."

"Ha...hehe...hehehehahahahahaha..." John actually opened his mouth and laughed. The laughter became louder and louder, even a little...crazy. "If...ahem...you just came here to fart...then get the hell away from me..."

"I have mysophobia..."

ell, even the style of painting is different after changing the title.

Oh, my damn God, Mr. Wick, look at your beautiful words. Your mouth is as smelly as my seventh uncle’s socks that haven’t been washed for three days. I must let Mr. Kasinov use his The big leather shoes will kick your ass hard.

"It seems that you don't understand your situation...Wick." Kasinov narrowed his eyes slightly and gave an extremely ugly and awkward smile, "You now..."

"Just a damn prisoner."

"Snapped!"

Cassinov hit John in the abdomen with a heavy punch. John was already dry at this time, and the heavy punch with the bonus of Cassinov's prosthetic body made him retch.

"No one will come to save you, John Wick. If it weren't for your blood still having some effect, you would have died long ago." Kasinov sneered and took out a chisel, "Maybe I can't kill you now You, but I can torture you at will..."

The chisel was strong enough to slice off John's fingers with one blow, and Kasinoff did just that.

Kasinov roughly grabbed John's remaining right hand. The ring finger that should have been wearing a wedding ring was empty at the moment.

9 years ago, the timeline changed. John did not cut off the ring finger of his right hand to swear allegiance to the High Table, but 9 years later...

What is supposed to come will come.

"Oh, believe me, John, this will hurt..." Kasinov said leisurely as he put the tip of the chisel close to John's ring finger.

"You'd better pray..."

John never stopped smiling, and his eyes were extremely cold.

"You'd better pray... I don't have a chance to escape..."

"Or I will kill you...kill all of you..."

"It's a pity that even if I don't pray, you still don't have any chance." Kasinov said, raising the chisel in his hand, "You are finished, John Wick."

"Pfft!"

"Uh! Uh..." The severe pain made John's eyes widen instantly, veins popped up on his forehead, and he broke out in a lot of cold sweat. His breathing gradually became heavy and heavy. The pain penetrated deep into his bones, and John's whole body was going crazy. trembling!

A severed finger fell to the ground, splattering with blood.

Fingers connected, friends...

"I heard that those Assassins like to cut off their ring fingers to prove their persistence in their faith..." Kasinov expressionlessly picked up the broken finger that fell to the ground and sneered, "Congratulations. You, Wick, have proven how strong your faith is."

"This is just interest..."

Satisfied that he collected his trophies, Kasinov turned and left, leaving only a meaningful word that disappeared in the air.

He is actually not anxious to kill John. He wants to torture... and make John Wick suffer endless torture for the rest of his life!

But Kasnov forgot an old saying...

What doesn't kill you will eventually make you stronger.

After the extreme pain, John felt a warm current flowing through his body, and the wound on the severed finger gradually stopped bleeding...

Yes, during this period of time, when he was suffering pain and torture, the Templar researchers had injected him with some weird drugs.

He always felt that he was switching back and forth between the roles of "John Wick" and "Johnny Silverhand", and whenever he leaned towards "Johnny Silverhand", the desire for destruction and violence that spontaneously emerged It constantly impacted his spirit, which was why he was always in a state of depression.

John knew that he would get out of trouble, because he had already felt the changes in his body...

Isu [Sventovit], this is the word that those damn white coats have revealed before, and that name... John knows it very well.

Different from the Russian legend where his nickname "Babayega" comes from, the name "Sventovet" represents one of the main gods in the Slavic mythology system, and is the god of war.

If, like Bassim, Tang Wei and others, I have the blood of the ancient Isu people in my body...then everything would make sense.

This is why he is destined to never be peaceful in this life, and this is why he is destined to bring about killing. The blood of the Slavs flows in his veins, and the power in that blood is gradually awakening until... breaking through the shackles!

In fact, there are some things that you need to protect even if your hands are dirty. Only the eyes stained by killing can see it. But some things will not be stained, just like the blood that will always fight against power, just like the blood that will always fight against power. Ambition to fight against injustice!

Just like... the obsession to turn the remaining body into fire and burn the world into a sea of ​​fire even if the body is broken into pieces!

"I will never be finished...nor will I lose again..."

In the dim cabin, a low and hoarse voice slowly sounded.

"I can still move my body...I can still reach my hands..."

"As long as this world is still threatened by you guys...as long as this world is still under the oppression of powerful people..."

At this time, John was in a daze. The severe pain and excessive blood loss may have caused him to hallucinate.

"So……"

He whispered strangely as if talking to himself... But there was the brightest darkness in his eyes, which was the only light left in his heart!

"I!"

Subtle points of light gradually lit up from John's body. The light was very weak, but it illuminated the dim cabin at the bottom.

The Slavic divine power belonging to the ancient Isu people [Sventovit]... begins to awaken!

"Never fade away!"