If the surveillance in the subway is not damaged, you can see through the surveillance that after the three Wicks walked into the train fully armed, they quickly fell down on their seats and fell asleep.
The train started running normally, passing one platform after another and picking up passengers one after another. It's a pity that they didn't enjoy the treatment of the three Wicks. Soon a man in black walked up to them and raised a big hammer with a cold light.
But the strange thing is that here, the man in black is killing people, blood is spattered in the carriage, and corpses are everywhere. On the other side, there are normal people getting on the car, but it seems that they can't see the horrific scene happening in the carriage at all.
Soon the train arrived at the terminal, but this midnight train did not stop at the terminal, but continued to move forward. After passing through a long, dark tunnel, we finally stopped at an abandoned platform covered with ashes and garbage.
Next, the conductor and the man in black dragged the bodies out of the carriage and threw them onto a platform covered with bones deep in the platform. Immediately, countless monsters rushed out, jumped on the pile of corpses, and began to bite them.
Above the platform, three huge iron hooks hung, and three women hung on the hooks, namely Maya, Jane and Helen.
The blood-stained sharp iron hook penetrated directly through their bodies, and they were seen hanging in mid-air out of thin air. He seemed motionless, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
After pulling out all the corpses in the train, the conductor walked up to the three Wicks, took out a small flashlight, opened their eyelids, observed them carefully for a moment, turned to the man in black behind him and smiled. : "Three of them are almost ready, and the ceremony can be held."
The man in black didn't say anything, he just stepped forward, grabbed one person with one hand, and dragged Wick and Smith out.
"Be careful, they get hit on the head. Oh my god, that's rude."
The conductor shook his head, lifted up Scott, and dragged him out of the carriage.
The two of them dragged the three Wicks to the platform. Several monsters that had not grabbed the food roared and wanted to get closer. The conductor quickly stepped forward and blasted them away: "Go, go, these three are not your food. They are ugly monsters." That’s it for tonight. I haven’t eaten enough yet, so let’s wait to eat those three women.”
The monsters squeezed out oozing roars from their throats, and circled around the three Wicks unwillingly. However, in the end they did not resist the train conductor's order, and obediently retreated into the shadows, staring with a pair of red eyes. Staring at the three women on the hook.
"Then let's get started."
The conductor snapped his fingers at the man in black. He nodded and took out the small black suitcase that he usually carried with him. He took out the hammer from it, put it aside on the ground, and then took out a lancet with a cold light shining from it.
The conductor pinched Wick's mouth, opened it and looked at it, nodded and smiled: "The teeth are really good, it's a pity."
As he spoke, he waved to the man in black. The man in black shook his head, took the small lancet, and walked to Skovmi.
"Okay, let's start with the one you chose. But if you're clumsy, be careful not to cut your cheek open. It won't look good. Let me help you."
He looked at the lancet in the hand of the man in black, moving it close to Scott's mouth, but he couldn't insert it. The conductor shook his head, stepped forward, took the lancet from the man in black, pried open Scott's mouth, and then cut off Scott's tongue with one knife.
"Here you go, big guy, be careful not to drop it on the ground."
The train conductor handed the bloody tongue to the man in black. After the man in black took it, he opened his mouth wide. His mouth was empty, with no tongue.
It turned out that this was the reason why he never spoke.
The man in black eagerly stuffed Scott's tongue into his mouth, and after chewing it a few times, a satisfied smile immediately appeared on his face: "After a hundred years, I can finally speak again."
He made Scoop's voice.
"That's right, after a hundred years, you will finally be free." The conductor nodded, stood up, and looked at Wick and Smith beside him, "But soon, I will be free like you. .”
With that said, the conductor pinched Wick's cheek again, just as the lancet was about to reach out. Wick, who had been in a deep sleep, suddenly opened his eyes. Before the conductor could react, he grabbed the conductor's wrist holding the knife and stabbed the knife into the conductor's neck.
"Fake"
The man in black looked at the train conductor holding his throat, blood spurting out from between his fingers. He cursed, bent down and reached for the hammer on the ground.
However, only three gunshots were heard, and the man in black, with blood splashing all over his body, fell to the sky on a platform filled with corpses.
"Damn bastards, you should take my gun."
Wick spat hard and stood up from the ground with difficulty. At the same time, the monsters originally lying in the shadows became restless, roaring and approaching.
"Calm down, boys, stay calm." At this time, the train conductor pulled out the knife, covered the wound with his hand, and waved his hand, "It's not a big deal. Although there is a little accident, it can still be regarded as a surprise."
With the conductor's wave, the restless monsters gradually became quiet again.
"To be honest, I haven't been injured in so long that I forgot what pain felt like."
The conductor twisted his neck, and the wound on his throat was gradually healing. He looked at the pale Wick and smiled ferociously, "Mr. John Wick, you really surprised me. To be honest, how did you break free from the illusion?"
"Illusion" Wick's pupils shrank slightly and he gritted his teeth and said, "So that's all fake."
He looked up at the conductor and said coldly: "I didn't break free. I was deceived by the illusion you set up, so I committed suicide and then I woke up."
"How is suicide possible? How can you commit suicide?" The train conductor looked incredulous. "You can be angry, you can blame yourself, you can feel guilty, etc. You can have all kinds of emotions, but how can you commit suicide?"
Wick said coldly: "You killed Helen, and I lost the courage to live, so"
"Why is it that I'm the one who killed? I shouldn't be the one who killed him. It should be you."
The conductor opened his mouth and suddenly looked up at the iron hook hanging in the air. Wick followed his line of sight and saw the woman hanging on the hook. His body couldn't stop shaking. After a moment, he hurriedly raised his gun and pointed it at the conductor and said angrily: "Let them down. Damn it, put them down right now.”
"Shh, don't make a sound, buddy, you know that little pistol in your hand can't kill me at all, right?"
The conductor took out a handkerchief, slowly wiped the blood on his neck, shook his head and said with a smile: "In your heart, have you never thought about hurting your woman? Has there never been a quarrel between you two? You love Helen so much that in the illusion, you would not hurt her with your own hands.”
The conductor smacked his tongue: "What a touching love, what a sincere and stable relationship, but also how disgusting."
"Damn it, Wick, do you know how good you are?" The train conductor pointed at Wick and gritted his teeth. "You should have contributed more to this world with a brighter future. But you are just a small person like that." The little woman held you back."
"It doesn't matter, Wick, it's not too late now. Kill her, kill your so-called lover, and you can still look back now."
"Bang bang bang"
Before he could finish speaking, Wick fired.