Volume 3: The Nameless Chapter 71 No! You killed Kevin! You pay!
"Zha Kang, why don't you introduce this 'new friend' to us?"
Rushing outward along the burning block, the speed was so fast that the anti-gravity engine on the Demon Lizard Heavy Tank was sparking. Ertong manually took over the quadruple thermal missile launcher whose launch port was shattered and fired backwards to stop the pursuers.
Barbara Gordon, who had unplugged the data socket and was using two bags of ice to "physically cool" her forehead, looked warily at the A-level sunglasses guy who was resting at the back of the tank.
She whispered to Zha Kang, who was lying dead in the cockpit.
In the previous chaos, the assassin saints took the opportunity to stab him several times, leaving him extremely weak. If Mason hadn't given each of them a bottle of life-saving potion made from unicorn blood, he would be dead now .
After hearing Barbara's question, he was pale, picked up a cigarette with difficulty, and said with a cough:
"Mr. Wesker is not our friend. In fact, if those assassins hadn't suddenly jumped out and dropped more than ten tons of aerial bombs on our heads, I would have been strangled to death by him.
Hey, is it enough for you to get here by hitchhiking?
Could you please leave?"
He shouted angrily to the A-level personnel sitting at the rear of the car. Although he was injured, Constantine did not show any sign of cowardice.
He was beaten by this bastard before because he, a spellcaster, was approached. Now he has good brothers and sisters around him. As long as he can buy some time to cast the spell, Zha Kang is confident that he can exile this bastard to the other side of the world.
Of course, if we fight, we probably won’t be able to win.
After all, the dark wizard had seen Albert Wesker's hideous transformation with his own eyes, and even he, who was well-informed, had to admit that this A-level personnel was indeed quite capable.
I guess I can withstand three punches from Superman... Well, when I think about it this way, it seems there is nothing to be afraid of.
"Shut up, Constantine."
Facing Zha Kang's provocation, Wesker, who was sitting at the rear of the Magic Lizard and injecting some kind of drug into his arm, replied in a grim tone:
"If you hadn't rashly taken the golden apple, we wouldn't have ended up like this.
You are responsible for the deaths of a total of 17 B-level personnel from two teams in the Continental Hotel. If the forces of the assassin world in various places counterattack at the same time, the losses caused by your actions will be unprecedented."
"Is it my fault?"
Facing this accusation, Zha Kang snorted, motioned to the bat girl beside him to light his cigarette, and then puffed out smoke while being seriously injured and said with disdain:
"Those guys had their brains washed by the Golden Apple a long time ago. Even without me, they would not have been able to escape alive. The assassins were so precise and well prepared. I was just taking the blame.
Besides, you also found out that they were brainwashed, but I didn’t see you point out the truth?
You are just treating them as cannon fodder to paralyze the enemy and achieve your goal. Even if I don't take the golden apple, you will definitely take action. After you take that thing, they will die anyway.
Stop pretending here!
Wesker, let's get this straight."
Zha Kang coughed a few times, covered his mouth in pain, and said:
"We were sent by Mr. Hunter to investigate this matter. If you are unhappy, go and complain to the Grand Master!"
"Mr. Hunter?"
Constantine's self-revealing identity made Wesker raise his scarlet eyes under his sunglasses.
This explanation seemed to make everything clear, and also slightly cooled the murderous intent in the heart of A-level sunglasses brother. He glanced at the three people in Team K, and after a few seconds of silence, he said:
“That’s such a coincidence.
I came to the assassin world on the orders of the Lord Warlock to search for some 'truth'. I must bring back the golden apple. Constantine, give it to me.
We can go our separate ways now.”
"Do you think this is my first day out here?"
Zha Kang sneered and said:
"Don't use Mr. Warlock's reputation to pressure us. We are all lackeys of the Grand Master, right? The two Grand Masters will have the final say on who gets the golden apple.
What's more, it is in our hands now.
Now the world gate is completely blocked and blocked. I just tried it and couldn't get out.
So my suggestion is, Wesker, we don't have to pretend to be friends, and there is no need to test each other. The current situation is that we are all in the same boat.
You won't feel better even if we die.
Now there is a group of crazy assassin saints chasing us, so why not put the conflict aside and settle the accounts one by one after we escape? "
Wesker was somewhat moved, but remained silent and did not answer.
Barbara glanced at Zha Kang, and Batgirl spoke after a few seconds:
"While you two were playing the 'hunted game', Team K found some dangerous intelligence elsewhere. Mr. Wesker, we have enough reason to believe that the Assassin Saint is not the upper limit of this world's strength.
Our captain believes that there is still a hidden 'Isu Demigod' walking in this world, and he or she has enough power to kill any A-class personnel or even the Grand Master.
So John's suggestion is good for both of us at this time, please consider it."
"If you must choose to face the whole world's pursuit alone, then you can do it now."
Ertong also stood up from the cockpit, grasped the handle of the Archangel's gun at his waist, and said coldly with a red face:
“Perhaps you think you can crush us, but please believe that we also have some power that may surprise you.”
"really."
Wesker snorted, patted the Demon Lizard Heavy Tank under his butt, and said:
"This thing doesn't look like a vehicle that a normal C-class team can use. I can see that you guys have special skills, but where's your captain?
I think I should talk to him about things like temporary alliances."
"The captain is busy."
Zha Kang blinked and said in a long voice:
"Our wise and brave captain is looking for the temple that can unlock the information of the golden apple, and he should be finding it soon... Hey, look at your expression change, what's wrong?
Don’t the great A-level personnel know that in order to obtain the Isu information hidden inside the Golden Apple, they need a special unlocking location in this world?
Oh, I mean, your intelligence work is terrible."
“I was indeed unaware of this information.”
Wesker was not provoked. He took off his torn black leather jacket, revealing a neat army green vest and black action suit. He moved his body and said:
"I am a lone ranger, so I can't take care of everything. Although there is a 'Plague' team, it is just a code name. All right, I will cease fire and form an alliance with you, and go to the temple that your captain found together.
You don't have to worry about me hurting you along the way."
"No, we're not worried about you hurting us. We have a lot more things to worry about right now. Like them!"
Barbara returned to the cockpit and pointed to the figures of several serious armed helicopters that appeared again in the sky behind them. She said to Wesker:
"Mr. A-level, please show us rookies some of your skills. This tank won't last long. We have to disappear again before they catch up with us. Otherwise, we will end up being hunted by the whole world and it will be a miserable end."
Wesker was also unambiguous.
Since it was decided that they would cooperate temporarily, after Barbara pointed out the enemy, he stood up from the Demon Lizard Heavy Tank and squatted down. Then, with the release of huge impact force, he pounced into the sky and was about to perform a miracle of "shooting down an airplane with both fists".
The two barrels in the back also operated thermal missiles to provide support. Amid the noise, Barbara looked at Constantine, who was recovering with a cigarette in his mouth, with concern. She whispered:
"John, this guy..."
"Meet up with Mason first."
Zha Kang closed his eyes and replied:
"Before the two sides really fall out, Mr. Wesker is the best human shield we can find right now, but of course don't count on any luck.
Only one of us and him can return alive.
This is bound to happen.
So, close your eyes and pray with me now, so that Mason, that bastard, becomes stronger before we pass by, or we will all be in trouble."
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"Chase! Still chasing? You've damaged my car, and you still dare to chase me?"
On the other side of the city, on the ruins of the road leading out of the city, Mason held the precision rifle in his hand and kept firing backwards, occasionally detonating the alchemical mines he had buried on the road to delay the enemy's pursuit.
The captain's current condition is not very embarrassing.
Although the Batmobile was blown up by the damn pursuer behind him, Mason, who was well prepared, not only escaped unscathed but also recovered the tattered wreckage of the Batmobile, and killed a team of mass-produced assassin masters who rushed over from all directions to try to capture him.
He now has other means of transportation that can allow him to quickly get to the great temple outside the city, but he can't go there unless he gets rid of the last pursuer behind him.
Yes, that's John Wick.
The cold-blooded bastard who once killed nearly a thousand people for a dog, a legendary figure in this world, Mason never thought that he would encounter such a "hidden character" just by coming here to do a mission.
"Whoosh"
The speed of the fully charged bullets was so fast that they could not be caught at all. In addition, Mason's Lv4 shooting skill should have been fatal, but the flying bullets could not hit anyone except .
The pursuer behind him was like a real ghost. Mason could hardly sense his figure, let alone hit him. Only the sudden sound of cold gunshots and the deadly trajectory of bullets announced his presence.
These assassins whose Isu bloodline reaches more than 5% have awakened their true "superpowers". Perfect breath concealment is as easy for them as eating and drinking, and the "super senses" granted by the Isu bloodline allow them to accurately capture the target's position and breath in this desolate night without the need for eyes.
Their movements are as swift as a low-profile version of Batman, coming and going silently, and what's even more deadly is the Isu artifacts in their hands.
Those weird effects were already dangerous enough in other people's hands, but after coming into contact with the Isu bloodline and having all its potential unlocked, their trouble level increased almost tenfold.
At this moment, Mason, who was putting on the invisibility cloak, really felt that he was fighting an imaginary enemy. He was like a madman shooting randomly in the ruins in the dark.
But he was sure that the moment he got on his beloved motorcycle and was about to leave, a fatal bullet would definitely hit his head.
That guy came here to kill him.
However, this pursuer is quite troublesome for Mason, but for the assassin saint John Wick who is chasing Mason at this time, this target in front of him is more than just "trouble".
As the ace killer of the North American branch of the Assassin Brotherhood, he earned the nickname "Night Stalker" when he was young, but has actually faded out of the world for many years.
If the situation had not been critical at the end of the world, he would not have come out again.
After accepting "technological assistance" from the Assassins' mortal enemies, the Knights Templar, who had existed for thousands of years, and raising his Isu bloodline to the level of a saint, he has become the world's most deadly hunter. Even among the saints of the Assassin's Brotherhood currently spread all over the world, John Wick is one of the most feared ones.
Because of this, he was solely responsible for hunting down Team K and recovering the bait golden apple.
At this moment, he was hiding quietly on a commanding height in the dark, holding a rifle assembled with Isu technology steadily aimed at the direction where Mason was hiding.
He was like a stone in the dark night, emitting no breath, and even his heartbeat was slowed down, making him like an emotionless killing machine.
But the dark golden "cloak" with unique patterns on his body was still stained with blood.
That was the souvenir left by the cursed bullet that had pierced his neck just now.
Becoming a saint does not mean being invulnerable. In fact, Mason's close-range shooting almost killed the "Night Demon". It was this strange Isu holy relic cloak that saved him and dispelled the curse.
Now that the target has been forced into a dead corner, Wick is confident enough that he can complete his mission as soon as the other party shows up.
But the guy named Mason Cooper had been hiding there for more than five minutes, which made him feel slightly uneasy, even though the aura that the assassin's perception had locked on to was there.
We can't delay this any longer!
Wick made a quick decision.
Although the team he led had been exhausted, the assassination at the Continental Hotel had been completed and his companions were rushing over here.
As long as I can hold Mason Cooper back!
With the combined efforts of the remaining seven assassin saints, this guy can't escape no matter how difficult he is.
He picked up the Isu rifle and quietly descended from his hiding place, moving quickly towards Mason in the darkness without making a sound and concealing his breath.
Of course, while approaching Mason's hiding place, we must first defuse the dozen or so strange-looking mines and hidden explosives that guy has set up on the road.
This Mason is like a "suicide truck" and it seems that he never runs out of explosives.
But the Night Demon completed the silent approach perfectly, and he also saw Mason hiding there in the dark with his back to him, seemingly setting up some device.
The guy was alert.
The moment Night Stalker approached, he grabbed the sci-fi kinetic rifle at hand, but the moment he turned around with a grin, Wick's gun fired first.
The bullet made of Isu technology flew with a flash of fire and pierced Mason's forehead.
Amidst the splatter of blood, under the gaze of the assassin Night Demon, the excessively young face with an expression of disbelief just fell straight down.
The round golden apple rolled out from beside Mason's body and landed at Wick's feet.
Witnessing Mason being taken out was a relief to Wick.
But just as he bent over to pick up the golden apple, an icy-cold paralyzing needle pierced from behind him. The moment it pierced his neck, it injected a paralyzing potion into his body that was enough to paralyze an elephant.
Even a saint could not withstand this dose of paralysis. Wick's body shook and he fell to the ground. He tried hard to draw his gun and fight back but was kicked in the wrist by the person behind him.
In the dizzying darkness, he saw Mason, wearing a silver-gray invisibility cloak, come out of hiding and give him a gentle smile.
The body of the "Mason" who had been shot in the head by him just now rolled around in front of his eyes, melting into a ball of "mud", and when the real Mason stretched out his hand, it jumped into his palm like a small pet.
Mason bent down and took Odin's golden apple in his hand, and took the Isu holy relic from the assassin saint and held it in his hand.
He looked at John Wick who was struggling to avoid unconsciousness, shrugged his shoulders, picked him up from the ground by the collar, looked at his face from left to right, and said:
"You're pretty proud of yourself for battling my little slime monster Kevin for more than ten minutes, right? Alas, the assassin hiding in the dark is the most dangerous. The moment you leave the shadows, you've already lost.
But it doesn't matter.
Before we face the ultimate secret of this world, I need you to help me do an experiment, John Wick. Don't worry, after you blocked time and space and cut off our way out, we both have much more time on our hands.
It really makes people feel good to no longer have any damn work pressure.
Come.
Let’s start another game and play slowly.”
