On the outside, this is a factory building, but it is actually an entertainment venue inside, which is very low-class. It is going to be banned in the country, and most of the people who are mixed in are black people.

A white man like John was revealed by the guy inside as soon as he entered.

"Hey, man, what are you doing?"

Faced with the guy's doubts, John chose to ignore it, broke into the inside, grabbed Orlando, who was smoking weeds, and pulled the gun to his head, "Nigga, if you don't want to die, tell me where Ricky is now?"

Seeing that the boss was being held hostage, all the black people nearby rushed over, pointing at least twenty or thirty guns at John at the same time.

Everyone has guns, and there are more. If you want to make trouble, you must have the ability to do that.

"Hey, calm down, everyone!" Orlando immediately stopped his subordinates' unrestrained actions.

Many people don’t know Chefer Charles’ true identity, but Orlando knows that he naturally has his own source of intelligence to get a piece of the underground world in Los Angeles.

Chefer Charles is not his real name at all, nor is he the gay friend of the cross-dressed Kylo. His real name is John Wick, the terrifying "Black Caesar". The nigger Orlando has always been aware of this.

Orlando: "Charlos, I think we need civilized conversations, what do you think?"

John left Orlando's head with his gun at the gun, and the other blacks also put down their guns when they saw this.

Orlando: "Okay, Charles, what do you want to do?"

John: "I just want you to tell me Ricky's whereabouts. That Becky raised to poison me and murdered me."

Orlando: "What?" Brother, you are standing here just by chance, and you are talking about poisoning and murdering you? Playing with people?

John's expression became cold.

Orlando hurriedly said, "Ok, OK, but I really don't know where Ricky is."

John pressed his gun against his brain again, "Do you really think I won't kill you? Can you hide what you did with Ricky?"

As I remember, Orlando and Ricky did a lot of things together.

Orlando: "Hey, calm down, you guys put the gun down, Charlis is just kidding. Charlis, let me tell you the truth. Ricky and I have worked together for a while before, but that guy later made me a move and still owed me 20,000 US dollars. If I really know his whereabouts, I will definitely grab him first, twist his head and stuff it into my **."

John looked at Orlando's expression, and his expression didn't seem to be lying, so he let him go.

Orlando finally breathed a sigh of relief. He really wanted to get tough. He seemed to have many people, but he was not enough to kill. The peak record of "Black Caesar" was 137 kills in the luxury house of Merica in the casino!

A very bad reputation!

But now I am retired, my former sharpness has been covered up by the years.

But the treasure sword is the treasure sword, and the moment it is unstoppable.

Orlando: "Charlos, you want to know Ricky's whereabouts. I can ask the guy to check it for free. I'll inform you as soon as he's in the case, how about it?"

It is also great to be able to make the bald slut bear the anger of "Black Caesar" and be torn apart.

John: "Okay."

Since Orlando really didn't know Ricky's whereabouts and agreed to help, there was no need to make things difficult for him anymore.

Besides, this nigger is very sensible, and it is good to make friends.

...

John just came out of Orlando's territory when his cell phone rang.

"Hey Chefer, I'm Kylo. I've found Hector's trace...I'm buying pancakes now."

“Hector?”

John was a little confused and didn't figure out who Hector was for a while. I clearly asked Kylo to help find Ricky.

Isn't this gay guy who likes cross-dressing?

"Yes. It's Hector. What? Chefer, have you forgotten? Hector is Ricky's brother. Are you worried that you can't find Ricky when you find Ricky?"

John suddenly realized that when he was watching the disc, he seemed to have seen the bearded man in the camera. Ricky called the bearded man Hector.

The bearded Hector hit me in the head with such a long baseball bat, it must be very heavy.

But when he hit me, I was already fainted and didn't feel the pain.

John: "Where is Hector? Kylo, ​​report your location!"

"I'm at the intersection of 7 Caitlina Street, and the bearded man now enters the Prince's Restaurant across the street."

John: "good, stare at him, I'll come now."

...

In less than ten minutes' drive, John arrived at the agreed street intersection and saw Kylo staying next to the dining cart to smoke and eat.

"Hey!"

John patted the guy on the shoulder from behind.

Kylo was startled, "Hey Chefer, it's great to see you, where have you been in three years?"

John: "Let's talk about the old words later. Did Hector enter the restaurant in front?"

Kylo nodded.

John: "One?"

Kylo nodded again.

John: "Stay here and wait for me."

...

John walked into the restaurant and saw the bearded man eating near the window behind him, and the salty hand was still taking advantage of the waitress.

So he deliberately walked in front of the bearded man and shook it.

...

Hector was eating the Italian beef noodles on the plate. He seemed to see a very familiar figure swaying for a moment, and then went into the kitchen.

"Not it? Didn't Charles die?"

He saw his younger brother Ricky injecting Charlis with a strange poison "Oriental Cocktail", which was an existence that even a horse could kill him within an hour.

Now, seeing a dead man suddenly alive and shaking in front of him, no one would be afraid of being curious.

He let go of the waiter who was being taken advantage of, asked her to clean up the half-eat Italian beef noodles, draw out her gun, and follow the figure into the kitchen.

Many chefs in the kitchen were cutting and seeing Hector come in with his gun, they retreated aside.

A figure flashed in front of him and left the back door.

Hector immediately walked quickly backwards.

But as soon as he left the back door, a strong wind came from the side.

Hector was caught off guard, and with a bang, his head was hit, and his fat body turned around for a few times before he fell to the ground.

In the alley.

John took a very thick stick, thicker and longer than Hector's baseball bat before hitting him.

John: "What a beard, is mine considered a home run? Is it possible to be selected for the Dodgers?"

Hector's head buzzed, and he couldn't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north until now. This was really heavy.

John's [Strength] attribute is as high as 34 points, surpassing an ordinary person by 14 points. He has a full blown attack and is already considered a blessing and lifelessness if he doesn't kill him on the spot.

John: "Aren't you and your damn brother very awesome? You sneaked into me while I was fainting and poisoned me... Damn, who gave you the courage!"

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

He swung the bearded three sticks to relieve his hatred.

Kylo ran over, "Chefer, are you going to kill him?"
Chapter completed!