One year was enough time for Luke to understand most of the situation at the High Table.
He can find another killer to replace him and continue to roam in the dark world.
What would it matter if John was still alive then? What else could one say except that V had locked him up for a year.
It’s not like Winston didn’t know about V’s existence, nor did he do nothing.
Rather than finding the elusive V, the High Table would definitely prefer to just kill John and maintain its reputation.
Countless thoughts went through John's mind, and he finally let out a long breath: "Then I agree. But I still want to stay here for a while, just like now."
Luke was curious: "Don't you want to get out soon?"
John shook his head. "Since I've transferred this identity, why should I go out now? I might as well think about where to live in my old age. Well, can you help me collect my personal belongings at home? They're mainly photos and videos of my wife and I."
Luke: "Okay, I'll go to your house and pack it and bring it to you tomorrow. That's it?"
John nodded: "Deal."
Luke was about to leave, but John seemed to remember something and said, "Wait, I have another request."
Luke: “Hmm?”
John: "Can you get some exercise equipment in? I feel like my body is getting rusty."
Luke: "Treadmill, you and it can both use it."
John looked at the silly dog squatting beside him and looked up at him, then smiled bitterly: "Well, we can all use it."
Luke had already walked out of the workshop and the door was closed.
Selina looked at him with admiration: "You have already decided what to do. What difference does it make whether he agrees or not? The worst that can happen is that you will throw him out in a year."
Luke: "That's why I've always said that I'd give him an offer he couldn't refuse!"
This made a lot of sense, and Selina found herself speechless.
At night, Luke and John sat opposite each other in the small dark room.
John watched the dark red blood flow into the needle and finally asked, "Is it necessary?"
Luke raised his eyes and said, "I haven't checked you back since your last injury. This is just a necessary physical examination."
John: "…What medical examination requires 400cc of blood?"
Luke: "My physical examination is quite detailed."
John: “…as long as you are happy.”
He was 100% sure that this guy didn't draw so much blood for a physical examination.
But what can he do? He is also desperate.
After the blood was drawn, Luke pulled out the needle with satisfaction and pressed the needle hole on John's wrist with a cotton swab: "Have a good rest, and you will be able to go to Brazil in a while and sleep with a hot Latin American girl as your pillow."
John rolled his eyes and said nothing.
Luke chuckled: "Well, it seems that you are not very fond of Latinos, so go to Africa and find an African girl, although your aesthetic is a bit different from mine."
John couldn't help himself: "I have a wife, I don't need to look for other women, whether they are Hispanic or African American."
Luke: "Understood. I will pack up your wife's photos. But you can't sleep with photos as your pillow, right? It's better to find a real girl."
As he spoke, he walked to the door of the small dark room.
John: "Have you ever really thought about letting me out?"
Luke looked back, chuckled and shook his head: "Why not?"
Having said that, he walked out of the small dark room and closed the door again.
Even if John is released a year later, what impact will it have on V
It didn’t matter whether John was dead or alive, or whether he had the ability to make the High Table give up hunting him.
However, unless John repays his debt of gratitude and asks Sister Jaina for help, there is no possibility that the High Table will let him go.
It is better to leave this big sister who is not to be offended to John himself. I believe he will be very happy! Luke smiled and put the needle in his hand into the storage space.
Now, the storage space is divided into two parts.
Luke named the earliest and largest part Space No. 1, and the small space of only one cubic meter was named Space No. 2.
When blood is placed in Space No. 1, it can remain in the same state as it was just taken out and will not rot or deteriorate.
Apart from the temperature, everything else is exactly the same as freshly drawn blood, and no one can detect any flaws.
Selina walked out of the training room: "Are we leaving?"
Luke: "Santino has issued an order. The reward is 10 million US dollars + a special contribution to the high table. The killers are now looking for John."
Selina: "Are you sure it's okay?"
"Trust me, it's okay." Luke took off his V outfit, put on a close-fitting combat suit, and then a shirt, suit and leather shoes.
Selena was watching nearby.
When he was ready and was about to put on the thousand-faced mask, she said, "Wait, don't rush to put on the mask, let me take a picture first."
Luke readily accepted the advice.
Selina: "Sponge, give him a 360-degree continuous shot."
"Yes, ma'am," the sponge's reply came immediately.
Luke smiled and said, "Why, you want to keep it as a souvenir? Let me make it clear first, you can't take this thing out, and you can't use it as a screen saver."
The suit he is wearing was custom-made at a mainland hotel, and you can still find traces of it if you look closely.
Selina pouted: "You take me for an idiot. I just left a bottom here on the sponge."
Luke: "…As long as you are happy."
In fact, the reason why Selina did this was very simple, that is, Luke had hardly ever worn a suit in front of her.
This rare style naturally made her feel very novel.
After putting on the mask, Luke's face became John Wick's, and his expression also changed.
Looking at that poker face, Selena pouted and walked away.
Although this face was very handsome, she didn't want to stay with him for long, even though she knew it was still Luke.
Luke didn't delay any longer. He got into an old, unregistered car from the underground garage and left quietly.
The car was driving on the road and a cell phone rang. It was John's.
He casually pressed the hands-free button, and a voice rang out: "Hello, John. This may make you unhappy. I know this also seems like a personal grudge, but if I don't take revenge on the murderer who killed my sister, am I still a human being..."
The sound in the receiver disappeared, Luke walked away from the hang-up button, and added the number to his blacklist.
This guy Santino has turned against me.
However, he actually had the mind to call me. Maybe he was afraid that he would be beaten to death by John among the bodyguards
Probably! Even if it might not work, he wanted to weaken Night Devil John's killing intent as much as possible.
But if John doesn't die, Santino will be just like what he said on the phone, not even a human being.
Of course, Luke didn't have to listen to his nonsense.
On the other side, Santino silently put down the phone next to his ear, frowned and stared at the titanium phone until the screen automatically went black.
He turned the screen back on and dialed a number.
"This is the operator. Who would you like to transfer to?"
"accounts payable."
"Please wait... This is Accounts Payable. How can I help you?"
“I want to open a new account.”
"Account name?"
"John Wick."
"Verification code?"
"9305-05..."
"Contract status?"
"open."
"Denomination?"
"Ten million. Plus special interest."
“Confirming, please wait... The order has been confirmed.”
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