After leaving the hotel, John continued to use a US knife to open the road, hired a car, and rushed to another city that never sleeps, Rabat, the capital of Morocco.

After asking about the direction of Casbaudaiya Castle, John came to the gate of the castle and explained his purpose to the guards.

As the saying goes, politeness first and then soldiers give you enough face. If Bellaca still doesn't know the truth, John doesn't mind reaping another wave.

If you don't make sense, you can only speak with force.

Soon, the guard who came in and informed him returned and said that Bellaka was willing to receive John, but he had to search before entering and leave his weapon behind.

This requirement is very reasonable. You must follow the local customs on others' territory. Besides, John wants to kill people now, even without weapons, he cannot stop him.

After handing over the weapon, John followed the guard into the castle.

The inside of the castle is quite large, and the walls are earthy yellow. They have a long history. There are traffic inside and busy figures everywhere.

Most of them are transporting metal ore and some high-quality fuel.

The city walls are full of armed personnel wearing headscarves, with light and heavy weapons, and the garrison power is unprecedentedly powerful.

but……

This is only relative, and in John's eyes, they are still vulnerable.

It is vulnerable to one aspect, but John still silently wrote down the location of the heavy firepower points along the way. If the table is turned over, the harvesting will be smoother and the experience will be more comfortable.

John followed the guard and continued to move forward, crossed a corridor and entered the interior, and the temperature began to rise significantly.

Several furnaces were buried in the pool on the ground, with bright yellow metal liquids burning inside. Some people led the liquids to the equipment on one side to cast them, but they didn't know what they were building.

After walking forward for a while, the guard opened the front door and came to an open-air courtyard.

There are stars in the sky, and there are a few gorgeous street lights in the yard below. There is a fountain next to the street lights, and colorful lights are flashing.

There are several tables at the back of the pool, with several bottles of red wine placed on it.

A well-dressed uncle was tasting wine at the table while checking the coins in his hand.

John saw it very clearly that the coin was a gold coin commonly used in intercontinental hotels all over the world. The exchange price of a black market is as high as one million US dollars, and there is still no market price.

Needless to say, the metal liquid boiled in the furnace that I just passed by is used to cast this thing.

"It seems that Bellaka's identity as a guide who is the 'supreme being' should not be wrong. The currency circulating in the hotel was minted by him. Such a great power is in his hands, and his identity is about to emerge... But I used to go to a hotel in New York and saw a whole box of gold coins in Winston... It's interesting..."

John had long noticed that the old fox of Winston was very problematic, and this time I joined forces with the beggar king Powell to resist the "Supreme existence". Winston's attitude was also very ambiguous. Not only did he slander the order of the "Supreme existence", he also secretly provided me with help. Only the old fox himself knew what he was trying to make.

While John was thinking about things, the uncle who was sitting at the table tasting wine had already put down his coins and came over with a smile, but his smile should be as fake as possible.

This uncle who smiled very fakely was Sophia's former boss, Dewey Bellaka, the guide who is now the "Supreme existence".

"John Wick, I've heard you've come to our shores. I have to admit, I'm curious, what kind of wind blows you here, tell me, are you here to kill me?" Bellaka asked.

John: "Of course not."

Bellaka nodded, took a cup, poured another glass of wine, and handed it to John.

John: "No, I'll quit drinking."

Bellaka shrugged, turned her head and held the wine glass and pointed at the two decorations behind: "Wick, have you seen the coin inside the decoration? This is the first gold coin minted by the institution we are in, and the other decoration is the first blood deed badge to be made, the only one in the world, believe me."

John made an indifferent expression.

Bellaka: "Of course these things do not represent their own value. They represent relationships, represent a social contract you agree to participate in, representing the 'rules'."

Bellaca put down his wine glass and lit a cigar, "You broke the 'rules', and the 'supreme existence' marked your death. Since your life has been confiscated due to your actions, what's the point of you still coming to me?"

John: "I want to meet the elders."

"See elders? Haha." Bellaka smiled contemptuously, "He will ensure that your bones fade gradually in the sun and turn into dust in the yellow sand... I think it's best for you to run away now, escape far away, escape to the ends of the earth, escape to a place where the elders can't touch you, and enjoy your not much life."

"Belaka, I believe you didn't hear it clearly. I came to you to find an elder. Please make sure to clarify one fact, I am ordering you." John's tone also became colder.

Why do some people always like to toast and not eat and punish them? I am shameless enough to give him shamelessness. I didn't kill directly and pointed the gun on his head, which was already considered as giving Sophia's former boss the face.

"What did you say?" Bellaka made an exaggerated expression, looked around the gun guards around him, just like hearing a fantasy, and looked at John, "Old man, aren't you crazy?"

Bellaka took out the gun from the box on the table, took off the security, pulled the sleeve, and loaded the gun with a click, saying to John: "I can let you get here alive, and I have said so much nonsense to you. It is my greatest mercy. Listen, it is mercy."

John: "Is that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he followed the shadows and no one saw John's movements. He had already reached the side of Bellaca, who was three steps away.

"Oh, damn!"

Bellaka only had time to curse, and was hit by John's shoulder with an elbow, and he knelt down on the spot.

The guards around hurriedly picked up their guns...

But John had already controlled Bellaka's right arm holding the gun.

Bang! Bang!

The two guards in front were shot down on the spot.

The guards in other directions were forced to be blocked by the enemy by the boss Bellaca and did not dare to shoot for a while.

But John had no such concern. He used Bellaka as his flesh shield, held his arm, and forced him to shoot unscrupulously, and the white flames in the muzzle were beating wildly.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...

The guards on the scene were overturned.

"Stop! Wait a moment!" Bellaca hurriedly stopped.

Although he was tough, he enjoyed all year round and lived a pampered life. His glory and wealth had already worn out his sharpness.

When John went crazy, Bellaca suddenly withered.

As the guide of the "supreme existence", Bellaca has a respectable status and does not need to compete with this old madman. If he doesn't have any eyes or burp, it would be too unfair.
Chapter completed!