Hilder opened the helicopter's hatch, but she was greeted by a muzzle, and the old face behind the muzzle that she least wanted to see.

"Wick...Wick?"

In shock, Hield just raised his gun...

Bang!

"oops!"

She covered her shoulders and fell down on her back, and the gun in her hand jumped out.

It turned out that after John guessed that they had a plane nearby, he had already found here to wait for the rabbit. There was only a piece of open space north of the forest. It was too easy to find where the helicopter was.

John walked off the plane, picked up the gun that Hilde had dropped in the snow, and came to her.

Hilde covered his wound and forced a smile, "Wick, since we are using money to do things, we will lose if we lose. As a killer, we would have expected that today will be there. You should do it."

People die for money, birds die for food, which means people like Hield, and of course, John the past is the same.

John squatted down, squatted beside her face, playing with the gun, "If you answer my question, I will let you go. I have killed enough people today."

Hilde was half-believing and half-doubted, and the killer would not be merciless in dealing with his peers.

But even ants survive and have hope of survival, anyone is willing to try it.

Hilde: "What do you want to ask?"

John stared into her eyes, "Who is your boss?"

Although John guessed that these people might have been instructed by Brut, a fat man who seized his pension, he did not rely on real evidence and was a little unfriendly to the company's top leader.

Although John can reach the point where he blocks the gods and kills the Buddhas, and kills the Buddhas, and can still touch the corpse to extract experience and gain many benefits, but touching the corpse must always have factual basis, and cannot rely solely on imagination.

You can't catch a npc and extend your sinful hand to them. Even if you play online games, you won't bring such a thing. Although John had formed a group to slaughter the alliance's city before playing an online game, just to get the achievement reward...

Hilder hesitated for a moment and finally said, "It's President Brut...Wick, your pension is as high as US$8.2 million, the highest in the company's history... In addition, the company is also under pressure."

John: "What pressure?"

Hilde pondered for a moment, "If you can't pay back the debt at the end of the month, the company may be acquired."

John thought for a while and asked, “Are you from the company too?”

Hilde nodded silently.

John shook his head, "That fat man can really save money. He can even save a lot of rewards by sending his own company people to do it, and he will really make money on his own people."

"cough!"

Hilde coughed up a mouthful of blood while covering his gunshot wound.

John glanced at her and said, "Get on the plane."

She was no match for John, even if she was injured, she was not.

In order to save his life, Hilder had to follow John's instructions and climb into the cabin obediently.

John got on the machine from the other side and closed the hatch door, which immediately became much warmer inside.

John looked at Hilde, "You can fly a plane?"

Although he has the talent of [Air Combat], his level is at the primary level (5/75), and he is far from reaching the point of being able to control an aircraft easily.

Leaving Hield's life was just to drive her to be a free pilot.

Hilde nodded.

She is an all-rounder, but she is not too proficient. Only in this way can she deserve the position of captain. When the entire team is headed, she can only be a little proficient in everything, and she can be replaced as soon as possible when there are casualties in the team.

It is easy to be proficient in one aspect, but if you want to develop in all aspects, it is really difficult to achieve without a certain talent. This Hilder is also considered a talent.

John: "Take off now and take me to the headquarters of the Washington Company."

It's time to solve the problem face to face with that fat man. I hope that the fat man is fat enough and has enough experience.

Hilder looked puzzled, "Although I had no problem driving a helicopter, it was night and it was snowing again. There was a long flight from Washington here. For safety reasons, I don't recommend taking off now, at least until tomorrow morning... and I'm also injured..."

The air pressure in the air is high, and it is difficult to last for too long if you are injured and bleeding.

John thought about it and thought it was.

He did not force himself to find the medical box behind him to help Heard dig out the gun, suture the wound, give it an anti-inflammatory needle, and bandage it.

Hilder: "I didn't expect you to be good at saving people, Uncle Wick."

John: "Do I just kill people?"

No matter how we say [First Aid] is also an intermediate level (75/150). There will be no problem in dealing with some less complicated trauma.

Hilde didn't speak. In fact, she thought John was not bad. He was always a little older, but he was not useless, nor was he as cruel as he imagined, and he killed him whenever he saw him.

John: "You should rest first, and we will take off when dawn. Also, it is better not to have unrealistic ideas. I will only give people the opportunity once."

It's rare. If she doesn't need to fly the plane, she has become an experience...

She should have burned incense and worshipped her if she could survive under John's hands.

...

After resting for a night, after clearing the snow on the fuselage at dawn, Hilder took off at John's order.

The helicopter carried two people across the snow, through the woods, over the tall buildings, and headed towards Washington...

...

Washington.

Damocles Corporation Headquarters.

President Brut was in a 3rd floor office.

"Damn it, it's been a day. Why hasn't a reply from Group A yet? There's no news at all?" Brut grabbed the ancestral sword on the table and danced around, almost slashing the second-in-comman Vivian, who was sitting on the sofa.

Vivian: "Hey! Brut, be careful, don't be like a baby! My hair was just made in the morning, I ruined it, I'm not finished with you."

Brut: "Please, stop making your damn hair. Contact Elite Group A immediately to see what is going on."

Vivian turned his face away, "Hilde is your girlfriend. Isn't it better for her to ask her? Or are you afraid that she has been hit by the 'Black Caesar'."

Brut: "How is it possible? I wish her a triumphant return. No one is the opponent of Elite Group A. The 'Spirit Fox' Marcus is not good, and the 'Black Caesar' John Wick is not good either. Elite Group A is built by me at a high price, and it is the strongest... Look, they are back! It's the company's helicopter!"

Vivian looked into the window and saw a dark civilian helicopter flying from a distance.

Brut: "The world belongs to the young people, and those old guys should have been buried long ago. Vivian, let us go downstairs to welcome our warriors together, and I will give them my sword of Damocles."
Chapter completed!