Chen Feng stood in the alley, looking at the typical 70s style bar in front of him.
For some reason, this old bar on Jack Street was very attractive to old men like Wesker and Michael. (I don't know why, but the English space that Felo used was automatically canceled.)）
It wasn't that they were old, but that their style of doing things didn't fit in with the flamboyant American youngsters.
Chen Feng had received an invitation from Mihail, saying that his old friend wanted to meet him. Initially, Chen Feng had wanted to reject the invitation. However, after some thought, he had agreed.
He was an old friend of Mihail, so he should be someone from his circle, right?
Chen Feng pushed open the door of the bar and walked in. For a moment, many gazes turned to him.
He was dressed in a well-ironed suit, a Windsor tie, and exquisite leather shoes. His attire was almost out of place with the bar's style. He was a particular person, and it could be said that he was out of place with the rough men here.
"Give me a cup of tequila, and the rest is for consumption.”Chen Feng casually took out 100 dollars.
Seeing this extravagant fellow, he instantly attracted a few gazes with malicious intentions. However, Chen Feng did not care.
He took the tequila that the bartender had prepared and sat down at the table that Mihail had reserved.
"Michael, is this your old friend?”
Chen Feng's sharp gaze sized up this person before him. This appearance, this attire, why did he look so much like a middle-aged Keanu Reeves?
No, it didn't look like it. It was simply like it.
A suit, a black shirt, a well-mannered leader, a neat beard, and hair. He was also a well-mannered and respectable person.
However, Chen Feng could sense a formless baleful aura from this person. This aura was usually only possessed by veterans who had been through countless battles or experienced countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"Boss, this is my old friend. He wants to thank you personally for arranging treatment for his wife.”
"John. Wick, I'm very happy to meet someone like you.”
Excitedly, he extended his right hand and shook hands with Chen Feng.
"I'm very grateful for your help and saving my beloved wife's life.”
John Wick? Hearing this name, Chen Feng could not help but recall a part of his memory. It seemed that this person was also a character in a movie.
Chen Feng waved his hand and raised his wine glass.""It's a small matter, Mr. John Wick. You're an old friend of Mihail's, so I can still arrange such a small matter.”
John Wick seemed to have made up his mind and raised his glass."Mr. Chen, if it's possible, can you give me a job opportunity?”
Chen Feng gave him a meaningful glance.""If you don't mind, I'm very welcome. I'm short of a security consultant. Mr. Wick, are you interested?"
John Wick nodded and downed his glass."Of course, no problem. This is a very challenging job. When do I start?”
"If you are willing, you can join our team at any time.”
Chen Feng smiled and said to John. Wick shook his hand.
He had not expected that he would be able to obtain such a powerful general with such a simple effort. This made Chen Feng extremely proud. The three of them drank until they were slightly tipsy before leaving the bar.
Just as they were heading to the alley where the bus was, a group of hooligans with bad intentions suddenly appeared and surrounded the three of them.
John Wicker glanced at this group of hooligans before asking Chen Feng in a low voice.
"Sir, give me 30 seconds. I can deal with them.
Chen Feng nodded. Very good. In that case, we will wait for you in the car.
Then, he strolled toward the alley. Two hooligans wanted to stop him, but one of them was knocked down by Michael.
The driver had already parked a Mercedes-Benz S-650 there.
Seeing Chen Feng and Mihail walk out, he immediately walked over and opened the back door.
Chen Feng took out two cigarettes and handed one to Mihail. He then took out Zippo and lit it.
Mihail took the cigarette and lit it in a very experienced manner. He took a deep breath and said,""Boss, you, John. Wick is a good player, you won't be disappointed.”
Chen Feng pretended to be interested.""Oh? I'd like to hear the details."
Mihail seemed to be lost in his memories.
"John and I actually come from the same place, Ross.”
"John, they called him Babayaga (Devil). He also has a nickname, perhaps you've heard of it, called the Nightstalker.”
"I've killed many people in my life, but I've never seen a natural killer like John.”
"That day, in the bar, I saw him kill three people with my own eyes.”
Looking at Michael's expression, which was as if he had seen a ghost, he knew how shocked he had been at that scene.
Chen Feng patted his shoulder. Wick had killed three people with a pencil. Based on the western culture, these three people should be armed.
Just thinking about it made one shudder. Killing three gang members with guns with a pencil could almost be described as a legend in the United States.
Perhaps only Ye Wen could do this?
The two of them had just gotten into the car and chatted for a while, but John had already completed his mission. He probably didn't kill him and still maintained his gentlemanly, clean and tidy appearance.
He was probably still in a " retired " state and did not want to cause trouble for Chen Feng and Mihail. After all, this was not the New York State that he was familiar with.
"Mr. Chen, the problem has been solved.”
"Well done, John. We have to open a champagne today. I'll get the hospital to give your wife the best medicine.”
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