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Chapter 743 Change the way
Driving all the way far behind, Wang Yan followed Li Zhenkun's car to Chinatown in southern Manhattan.

This Chinatown covers an area of ​​four square kilometers, covers more than 15 streets, and is home to [-] Chinese.The restaurants here sell Chinese food, there is a big market, and people communicate in Chinese.Living here, if you don't know that you are in a foreign country, it is not much different from your hometown.The people here are mainly people from the southeastern coastal areas of China, and the people from Guangdong Province, Fujian Province and Hong Kong are the majority.

In fact, it is the coastal generation that is more courageous than the rest of the population.This has nothing to do with personal combat effectiveness, but their spiritual will to survive in the sea and face the storm is generally stronger and more aggressive.Overseas Chinese are also mostly from coastal areas.Either they were affected by wars in modern times, or they went abroad to make a fortune later.

They parked outside a store with a sign of "Li Ji Tuina" on the door. Li Zhenkun and his group got out of the car and went around to the back door and walked in.

Wang Yan didn't move, he parked the car and turned off the ignition, lit a Huazi and sat in the car quietly waiting.After a long time, no one came out, and Wang Yan confirmed that this is where Li Zhenkun stayed.

I raised my hand and glanced at the tactical watch worn on my wrist. It didn’t have too many fancy functions. The main function was waterproof and dustproof. The strap was made of special materials to prevent acid and alkali corrosion. The most important function was that the time was accurate and the error was small.

The time displayed on the watch is already 35:[-], which is not an embarrassing time.Those who rest have already rested, and those who do not rest will be refreshed.

The population density of Chinatown is not small. There are ordinary business people, ordinary workers, and ordinary hooligans.There is no doubt that the foundation of the Chinese gang is the Chinese, so Chinatown, as a gathering place for the Chinese, naturally has traces of the Chinese gang.There are all kinds of people in a mess, and there are still a lot of people on the street.

Wang Yan is not John Wick. If the police don't arrest John, it doesn't mean they won't arrest him. He also doesn't want to hide once something happens.

When I was singled out with that white man in the hotel earlier, it was a problem that the white man drew a switchblade but didn't draw a gun.So it's okay for people to shoot on the streets and blow up buildings in broad daylight, but he, Mr. Wang, is not necessarily so, just be careful.

So even though he was carrying a gun, he got out of the car with his 'Hanfeng' sword.

The same went around to the back door. Wang Yan knocked on the door with a knife handle. After a few bangs, a strong man with short hair in casual clothes opened the door. Holding a seemingly expensive knife, he narrowed the gap in the door with some vigilance, and asked with a Shandong accent, "Who are you looking for?"

"Mr. Li Zhenkun Li asked me to come and find him." Wang Yan always had a kind smile on his face.

"Wait a minute, let me confirm." While speaking, the man was about to close the door.

Without further ado, Wang Yan reached out and locked his throat. At the same time, he hit his stomach with the scabbard, which directly made the man lose his fighting strength, and the door he was holding on tightly was also loosened.

Walking into the door, Wang Yan closed the door with a good habit. Wang Yan frowned and looked at the surveillance camera at the door.Sure enough, the new century is different, criminals are getting more and more prepared.

Flicking the saber out of its sheath, and hanging the blade around the man's neck, Wang Yan asked indifferently, "Where is Li Zhenkun?"

"Second...floor."

"very good."

While speaking, Wang Yan completely drew the knife out of its sheath, slashed the man's throat, put the scabbard away, and raised the knife to meet the few people who had already killed with the knife.

The first time they played against each other, they felt the difference.The few people killed here, no matter in terms of the angle of the knife, or the strength, or even the footwork, are not the street style of ordinary hooligans swinging their knives.

There are eight techniques in the sword, sweeping, chopping, poking, cutting, plundering, smashing, chopping, and thrusting, each has its own specialties, ordinary people mostly use knives for chopping, but these few people are quite different.They cooperated quite a bit, some flirted with each other, some stole the plate, and some threw the knife straight, almost sealing Wang Yan's space everywhere.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands. This is the truth. If there are several people in a family, if one person violently attacks a vital point, people will be in a hurry and ignore their heads.

Of course it doesn't work for Wang Yan, as the saying goes, life and death fights are all about speed and strength. In the face of absolute strength, everything else is bells and whistles.Only when the strength is equal, it will be seen whose ultimate move is more ruthless.

Back then, Wu Song, Lu Junyi and others were able to parry Wang Yan's attack, and they fought back and forth, not because Wu Song was good at it, but because they didn't want to kill anyone.If kung fu is higher than the first line, it is the difference between life and death.Even if they are indeed very powerful, they only need three or five moves to separate life and death.

In an instant, Wang Yan took a tactical step back, pushed aside the knife protruding from his face, blocked the knife protruding from his abdomen, and immediately approached him with a forward kick, kicking the person who stole the plate away, and then he cut the knife with two knives. As soon as they got out, the other two fell down clutching their necks, blood spilled from their hands, trembling and waiting to die.

Taking another two steps forward, he stabbed the one who was kicked away. Wang Yan held the knife and strolled behind the massage parlor.

This place is separated from the massage shop in front, and there are only a few guards on the first floor.At the corner, there is also a staircase leading to the underground. The entrance is sealed by an iron door, which requires a password to open, and there is also a camera on the door. If you think about it, it is another world.

He didn't have any curiosity about it, whether it was pornography, gambling and drugs, or some kind of warehouse, he didn't like it.Now, he only has Li Zhenkun in his eyes.

When people have strong confidence in themselves, facing the current situation of being knocked on the door, they usually choose not to run away, but to see what's going on.

Coincidentally, Li Zhenkun is a confident player.

When Wang Yan came to the second floor, there were already more than ten people waiting in the corridor with knives.It was probably because Wang Yan attacked too quickly before, and none of the four of them survived for a minute, so they concentrated their efforts to do it together.And Li Zhenkun, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a cigarette, seemed to be a big boss.

"I asked myself, we only met once today, and we have no grievances or enmities with you. I even left you a phone number. If you have nowhere to go in the future, you can come to me. Can you tell me why? "

Li Zhenkun couldn't help scratching his head with the cigarette between his fingers, he really couldn't figure it out.why?Why is this?

Wang Yan smiled, and stood at the stairs with a knife in both hands: "You know about the High Table Gene Project, and that's why I'm here. Tell me everything you know, and I'll turn around and leave."

Leaving a phone call doesn't mean that he sincerely seek refuge, he just doesn't know where Li Zhenkun lives.If he stayed at the Continental Hotel, he couldn't take care of it.The phone number is left for the convenience of calling later and tracking the location.

Li Zhenkun laughed angrily: "The more you know, the faster you die. You killed four of me, and now you want to leave, is it possible? I want to give you a chance, as long as you..."

How could Wang Yan have the heart to listen to his nonsense, and directly raised his knife to kill him.

Although this corridor is not narrow, but at the same time, it can only provide a relatively good space for two people to swing their knives.If it was a confrontation between the two armies, he would definitely go up to kill very forcefully, and he would use a wide range of moves, either chopping off arms, or chopping off the head.

But now he didn't choose to work hard like that, but used skills.Because it's too bloody, after killing more than a dozen people, the corridor will be full of blood, which will stain his clothes...

He swung his saber, and the throats of the two people in front of him who didn't expect to strike so suddenly were blocked.Then, he stepped back to parry the attack of the person who reacted.

The saber technique is the same as the boxing technique, there is absolutely no dead move, but a set of coherent movements includes both the moves and the corresponding methods of movement.

Wang Yan is used to the whole body, sending and receiving at will, every move has a powerful lethality.Even though Wang Yan used his skills to avoid being too bloody and unhygienic for these small characters in front of him, the battle was over in about a minute.

Li Zhenkun knew that Wang Yan was capable, but he never expected it to be so strong.He had already thrown away the cigarette butt, holding a machete and waiting in full force.Before, Wang Yan was regarded as a small character with some ability, but now he didn't dare to underestimate him at all, because it could really kill him.

Seeing Wang Yan walking slowly with a knife in his hand, and behind him was a pool of blood all over the ground, he said, "Let's stop doing it, I'll tell you everything I know."

He wasn't sure if he could do anything better than Wang Yan. To him, not being sure was already killing him.He asked himself, even though he could kill his ten or so subordinates, he would have to be stabbed twice, and it would take a long time.But what about Wang Yan?There wasn't even a drop of blood on them.If you have to say something, then only the soles.

Unlike Wang Yan who fights alone, he is powerful, and his enjoyment is not comparable to Wang Yan.He is porcelain, and he is unwilling to fight Wang Yan unless it is absolutely necessary.Even if he killed Wang Yan, it would be unnecessary if he became disabled.So he wanted to deal with the present first, and it would not be too late to talk about it later.

Hearing this, Wang Yan stopped immediately, leaning on the knife with both hands, still smiling, and nodded in satisfaction, looking at Li Zhenkun appreciatively.

"A very wise choice, let's talk about it."

Li Zhenkun breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "The gene project has been researched in various countries, but what we know so far is that only the High Table has succeeded. Behind the High Table are six large consortiums, and they have invested a lot of energy in research." , including human experiments, so many people died because of it. So far, it seems to be a success, after all, John Wick is an example, but no one knows if there are other side effects.

Although John Wick looked fine, dying at the time, and dying a few days later, or years later, were all side effects.After all, it is tampering with genes. Although I don't understand, this kind of thing is definitely not that simple, and it can be done if it is done.

And in recent years, I have also sold some different races to the high table, ranging from a few years old to a few decades old men and women.We are only responsible for the East Asian region, and I think there are races in other regions.Although they don't say it, I think these people are used for experiments.

The reason why I don't tell you more about these things is because there is no way to track them down. Whoever investigates will die, and I don't want to get involved.There is a presbytery above the Continental Hotel, and the top of the presbytery is the real core of the high table.Do you know who they are?I don't know either.Such a big event, not to mention a lone wolf like you and a small and powerful family like me, don't you think those countries are not tempted?

They hide so deep, I really don't know more.Those people before were sent here by me, but who knows where they were transferred to later?The high table has great powers, and it may be supported by large financial groups behind it, and it is also a powerful financial group from many countries, and there is a faint shadow of the government behind it.You want project information, potion formula, it's just a dream. "

"So you don't know anything..."

"As far as I know these things, many people don't know. If you don't believe me, you can go to the Continental Hotel and ask casually. Those who know this kind of genetic experiment and know that John Wick used it. How many people are there? Except the hotel Manager, if you can ask one, you are lucky. Our high authority is also because we have done a lot of things for the high table, and we add our own guesses, so we know something." Li Zhenkun judged for his incompetence .

Wang Yan nodded, and continued to ask: "I saw on the Internet that we Chinese have some mysterious families, does your Li family count?"

"We can't compare, we just do dirty work. You should be talking about some martial arts boxers who came out of the Republic of China, which is not a mystery. What kind of society is it now? Everything depends on money. We martial arts people, How to supplement without money, how to increase kung fu? It’s just that they are relatively low-key on weekdays.

As far as I know, there are five powerful companies in Southeast Asia, and one has armed forces in Myanmar.There are also two Hongmen here who are very capable and low-key.I admit that you are great, but they are not bad either.I advise you not to mess with them, otherwise you won't know how to die. "

Wang Yan smiled and nodded, then raised the knife and walked forward slowly.

Li Zhenkun stared, raised his knife in a defensive posture: "You don't keep your word!"

"Did I agree? I know that you will offer me a reward later, and maybe you will tell the high table that I want to obtain information about genetic experiments. In this case, I might as well kill you first. Anyway, your family should They will all take revenge. And as a warrior, if you are timid before fighting, you will die sooner or later, so I will give you a step first."

While speaking, Wang Yan slashed down with a saber, and Li Zhenkun defended with a horizontal saber.

Wang Yan's slashing was a false move, it changed into a slash, slashing at Li Zhenkun's hand holding the knife.For ordinary people, such as the gang that was killed by him, this move is enough to cut off two or three fingers.But Li Zhenkun did have two tricks. Although his speed was very slow, he finally reacted and blocked the vertical knife.

With a chuckle, Wang Yan worked a little harder, and Han Feng, who was blocked by the handle of the knife, only lightly hit the knife that Li Zhenkun had stabbed in the wrong direction. With another touch, the tip of the knife slashed across Li Zhenkun's wrist and broke his leg. Tesuji.

Then, with a flash of the knife, half of the palm of Li Zhenkun's other hand was cut off.This knife was originally intended to cut the throat, but Li Zhenkun knew that his move would not be successful when he attacked, this hand was swung to drive the strength to turn around, or punch the face.

Wang Yan kicked Li Zhenkun away with a disgusted kick, and at the same time, he threw it with a sharp edge, piercing Li Zhenkun's heart and stabbing it to the wall behind, hanging on the wall with the dying Li Zhenkun.

The heart was pierced, and Li Zhenkun's mouth was bubbling with blood. He was staring at the suit and leather shoes not far away, looking at whether there was any blood on Wang Yan's body because half of his palm was cut off.

After confirming that it didn't get on his body, Wang Yan stepped forward and pulled out the knife, without even looking at the dead ghost.

He was willing to talk more to explain just now, but it was because Li Zhenkun was sensible and didn't let him force a confession.How can this kind of person live? The scammers must deceive the Chinese, and the buying and selling of people must also be indispensable. It is a thing of forgetting one's ancestors and losing one's conscience. There is no reason to live.

Walking around in each room with a knife in hand, he didn't find anything useful. The monitoring room was on the second floor, which was convenient for Wang Yan.After all, if the people from the Li family watched the surveillance and locked his identity directly, then he wouldn't be able to solve this problem unless he flew to Bangkok, which would be troublesome.Now that he destroyed the monitoring, he could still get a period of silence.

Even better, the monitoring here and the monitoring in the basement are the same console. As expected, the basement is a casino, and there are some Chinese faces in it, playing very happily.

He hacked a few times with a knife, removed several hard drives on the computer and took away Li Zhenkun's cell phone. Wang Yan went out through the back door, drove away on the street, and returned to his residence in the suburbs.

After returning to the community, Wang Yan saw a police car with lights flashing coming from the opposite direction.

Passing by the car, he parked the car in the garage, Wang Yan lit a cigarette, and strolled to the next door.In the afterglow of the street lamps in the distance, Wang Yan could clearly see several glass windows of John Wick's house were broken.

He walked to the door and rang the doorbell politely, but after a while, John Wick, who was wearing a suit and had a fresh wound on his face, opened the door.

"It seems that the invincible Mr. Ye Mo was killed at home before he avenged his dog, let alone retrieved his car." Wang Yan entered the door and looked at the corpses and bloodstains all over the floor. All kinds of furniture, bomb craters on the walls, raised eyebrows at John Wick, which is a bit mocking.

John said coldly: "It seems that you have worked today."

"I just killed Li Zhenkun in Chinatown, I wonder if you know him?"

"Bangkok?"

"It's him."

"For the genetic project?"

Wang Yan shrugged his shoulders, brought back a bottle of Chivas Regal whiskey and two glasses familiarly, and said while pouring the wine, "What else can they do? I heard that they are very powerful in Southeast Asia. If it wasn't for this, I would provoke What are they doing?"

John Wick took a sip of the wine, frowned, and said, "They will definitely offer you a reward. Li is very important, and the reward of 200 million is enough for you to have nowhere to escape. So you don't find a place to hide it, but come looking for it." What am I doing?"

"I heard that there is an organization for beggars in New York. This person is very energetic. I want to meet him."

"As for the genetic project, he probably knows no more than me."

"Of course, no one is as good a beneficiary as you. But the purpose of my seeking him is to subvert the high table!"

"No one will give up a peaceful life and choose to die, except you, a lunatic who wants to die."

"Thank you." Wang Yan sipped his wine with a smile.

John Wick asked, "What can I get?"

"Help you again."

"make a deal."

"When will you take me to see him?"

"After killing Yosef Tarasov and recovering my car."

"how long?"

"Two or three days."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Wang Yan raised his glass to him, the two drank a glass of wine, and the contract was completely concluded.Then he greeted casually, opened the door and walked out.

He knew that John Wick had to wait for someone to collect the body, and then he would stay at the Continental Hotel, and then start the shootout to avoid being wanted by the police...

After returning home, Wang Yan washed up, put on his pajamas and sat in front of the computer with his mobile phone.

Now is the Internet age, technology is king.He wants to crack the mobile phone of the white man who discriminated against him and Li Zhenkun, to see if there will be more troubles or other greater gains.

Li Zhenkun was killed for nothing. He did know something, but basically he didn't know anything, and he talked a lot of nonsense.

There are many kinds of human experiments, and there are also many kinds of genetic experiments. The high table requires different ages, genders and different races. It is not sure whether it is a bone and muscle strengthening project.

The only thing Li Zhenkun said is correct is that it does not matter whether the laboratory is located in the United States or not.

But this seems to be more difficult to find, Wang Yan had to start thinking about attacking the people at the high table directly.Because their secrecy is very high, those with low ranks don't know anything, this is an inevitable choice.

In fact, he has always been clear, after all, no matter how much others know, they will never know more than the people at the high table.It's just that he wants to do it quietly. His laboratory has given it away, and all the people and materials have been transferred away, and then he will study quietly for a few years.

Obviously, this condition is not met.Then you can only pull up a team and fight against the high table with real knives and guns.But this time, it was different from his previous hooligan status, after all he was a killer.

The team cannot be built too large, otherwise it will be a terrorist organization, and missiles will greet him, which is very bad.

Wang Yan thought about the scene of being bombed by missiles, shook his head and smiled, and continued to operate the computer and crack the phone.

For him, cracking the phone is not difficult, it only takes three to two minutes.

After a general look, that white man is a piece of garbage, a little killer who wanders alone, and belongs to people without dreams.Li Zhenkun's cell phone doesn't have too many hidden things, it's nothing more than a bit of a handle on the local politicians, some evidence of dealings with various gangs, and some information about their family members, of course, there are also a few details about him in the bank. Million dollar funding.

Wang Yan accepted all these with a smile. After all, he had to do something. These days, it is difficult to do anything without money...

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