John sat up, and did not turn on the lights. He came to the bathroom in the dark, touched a mop, removed his head, and came to the living room with the stick behind him, and hid behind the sofa.

With a click, the door was pried open.

You can vaguely see three figures sneaking in.

"Hi, Kiel, what are you going to do?" Isef asked in a low voice.

Kielbie was behind the stairs, facing the bedroom door, and said with a wicked smile: "I'll give it to him when the old man comes out. The old man is very arrogant today, and I don't think he is happy. I want to break his head with my baseball bat and teach him to be a good boy."

Isef: "Then you have to take action lightly after a while. Don't beat the old man to death, otherwise my dad will put me in jail again. Victor, have you found the car key?"

Victor: "No, that old man won't hide the key in the bedroom... Kiel, don't hide there, open the door."

"Ok, that's a little bit. Ah..."

A scream, and then, with a crackling sound, the light was turned on.

Kiel lay on the ground, his head was bleeding, and the metal baseball bat fell to the side.

John looked at the other two uninvited guests with a cold look on his face, with blood stains on the back of the mop.

"Young man, how does it feel to be broken? The old man's strength is strong enough, right?" John asked.

"Fa...Fake..." Kiel looked like a star, lying on the ground like a dead dog, but still saying harsh words.

John stepped on it.

A crunch.

Before Kiel's word "oil" was spoken out, it stopped abruptly and his mouth was crooked.

John: "Sorry, the old man's strength is too strong and he is not stable."

He had just traveled through time and suddenly had skills that were far beyond ordinary people. Naturally, he couldn't tell the difference. Besides, the Americans had the right to take defensive measures when they broke into private houses and, as the owner of the house, they had the right to take defensive measures.

Even if he was shot by the owner of the house, he could only admit that he was unlucky.

"Kill is dead, oh, damn, this old man killed him!" Victor shouted with his head in his arms, unable to believe it at all.

The Kiels were tall and big, as strong as trolls, but they were knocked down by the old man and stepped to death. It was simply an international joke.

Isef was stunned for a second, made a more stupid decision and took out his gun.

John: "no, no, no, no, the one who fires the gun is not a good boy."

He threw his right hand and before the opponent's muzzle could be aimed, the broken mop back handle flew directly over.

Puff!

Isef's right eye stinged, and the pain penetrated his brain. He took a few steps back, his eyes turned dark, and he fell straight on his back to the ground, and his gun was thrown far away.

The only gay friend who was scared was so scared that he rushed back and ran out.

John came outside the door and found that the guy had escaped without a trace, and he was the most sensible among the three guys.

"These bad boys actually killed my dog!" John found the dog lying motionless outside the door.

He shook his head. Even if I don’t like dogs and want to send them away, it’s not your turn to kill them? What a cute dog that was beaten to death like this is simply too cruel.

It is impossible to deal with such a cute dog. It seems that these two guys died really well.

When John returned to the house, he suddenly found that the bodies of the two were actually shining, just like the prompt for death drop in an online game called World of Warcraft.

John squatted down and touched the baseball man who was the first to get a lunch box.

System: "Congratulations on gaining 230 experience."

System: "Congratulations on getting 10 points in the [Fighting] specialization qualification, now at the advanced level (230/300)."

John was surprised and touched Isoff's body again.

System: "Congratulations on gaining 1080 experience."

System: "You have upgraded and obtained 5 free attribute points, which can be freely allocated to strength, agility, physical strength, and spirit."

System: "Congratulations on getting US$1,000."

Surprise, it’s really a surprise. You can also touch the corpse when you kill. You can also obtain specialization, spoils, and gain experience upgrade points. It seems that this system is called the “Supreme Invincible Assistance System” and it is really well-deserved.

As an old player in online games, John understands that the free attribute points cannot be added randomly. Some equipment and skills in the game require attributes to reach specific values ​​before they can be equipped and learned.

Therefore, it is better to save the free attribute points of 5 points first, and only add points when necessary. Anyway, his current attributes are already very awesome.

It is equivalent to the account of an old player who inherits the beginning. It is not the type of account of a three-no start. There is no need to add points for the time being. It is better to give it a timely help.

...

Based on the memory of his predecessor, John soon came up with the best solution to deal with the corpse.

He took out a box hidden in the mezzanine, which contained several dull gold coins with special patterns on it.

John made a phone call.

"Household Department, I need to order a double-person late-night snack."

Soon a seven-person car drove to the door of the house, and several people came out of it, bringing two body bags.

After paying a gold coin, these people began to professionally clean the scene, clean up the traces, and then took away the two bodies on the scene, which was as if something had never happened before.

...

A police car drove over, a detective got out and knocked on the door.

"hi, John."

"hi, Jimmy."

"Is your home okay?" Jimmy asked. "A citizen complained that there was noise in your home."

John: "It's okay. It's just that my new dog is dead."

Jimmy glanced at the dead dog on the ground, "You won't be doing your old job again, are you?"

John shook his head.

"Ok, good night." Jimmy drove away in the police car.

...

The next day.

Victor, who escaped by chance, told his gay friend Isef's father Vigo about the horror of last night.

Vigo, a Russian, is the leader of a very powerful gang in New York. After hearing the incident, he immediately asked: "What car are you going to steal?"

Victor said in a vain: "It's a Mustang 1969."

"Fak!"

Vigo smashed the red wine glass on the table and grabbed Victor's collar and cursed: "You damn bastards, do you know who you have offended?!"

"John Wick. Oh, damn, you actually went to steal John Wick's car! And killed his dog?"

Vigo punched Victor's abdomen, and the guy who pounded it down on the spot.

Vigo said slowly, "John used to work with us, and they called him 'Black Caesar'. He was a focused, promised, pure will. An elusive person. I saw him killing three people in a bar with a pencil, and using a damn pencil."

"I can achieve what I have today all depends on the corpses he buried."

"Now, please tell me where is my damn son now?"

Victor squeezed out a few words in fear: "He is dead."
Chapter completed!