I cut reality into a movie

Seeing that Romon opened the lock on the iron door in just a few breaths, the hamster was stunned. Originally, he had imagined that Romon was the kind of tough guy who didn't care about trifles, carrying a gun and destroying everything.

But in reality, Romon is excellent both hard and soft:

He could kill someone head-on, or pick a lock in the dark. Even his diving skills were not inferior to his own, a water kid who grew up on the pier.

Sure enough, an outstanding person is outstanding in every aspect.

The hamster sighed, at this moment, he really felt the huge gap between himself and Romon, and fell into a slightly EMO mentality.

But Romon on the other side is not in the mood to care about the hamster's little thoughts at all. At the moment, he is obsessed with the camera structure, thinking about whether to add this unlocking scene into the movie.

Forget it, the matter of unlocking the lock still doesn’t match John Wick’s style of doing things. Let’s cut this extra shot, not to mention that in addition to unlocking, I have to change my suit again. These lengthy preparation shots , will only drag down the narrative rhythm, and it does not need to appear in the movie.

In the end, Romon decided on the content of the shot. Without wasting time, he directly took off the waterproof package tied to his ankle, and replaced the bulletproof suit inside in front of the hamster.

"Mr. Wick, are you sure you want to wear a suit to fight?"

The hamster knew that Romon's waterproof bag contained a change of clothes after going ashore, but he didn't expect that Romon would change into a suit for himself.

God, they are going to sneak into the gangster bloody battle, not to take artistic photos to be handsome, how could someone choose a tight suit instead of a convenient and strong jacket, do you think you are shooting a movie?

If it wasn't Luo Meng who was changing the suit in front of him, but his friend, the hamster would have already slapped him with a big ear: If you want to die, you can die yourself, don't drag me along.

Facing the hamster's suspicious eyes, Luo Meng didn't say anything, just smiled lightly and said:

"I've always worn a suit when I fought, from the first time I shot a gun to this day."

While speaking, Romon had already changed his clothes.

With the neat black suit and Romon's tall and straight figure, the hamster must admit that it's a pity that Romon doesn't make gangster movies. This outfit simply has the words 'cold-blooded killer' written on his face.

"Mr. Wick, the battle is about to start. I think I need to confess to you that my marksmanship is actually very average. In other words, since I grew up, I have shot no more than ten times in the shooting range."

The hamster also changed into the gray jacket he had prepared in advance, touching the Sig Sauer P365 in his hand, his tone full of unconfidence.

"Hamster, your mission is to lead the way. Now, your mission has been completed, and you don't need to follow me into the battlefield." Romon glanced at the hamster and told him directly that you don't need to come.

"Mr. Wick, do you think I've come this far, and I'm still obediently waiting in this dark and damp tunnel?"

The hamster took a deep breath, allowing the cold and damp water vapor in the tunnel to pass through his lungs. With each infiltration of water vapor, the hamster's eyes became more determined:

Yes, he has been waiting in the stinking ditch for too long, and he can't wait any longer.

"Keep going and you may die."

Looking at the determined hamster, Romon suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "But if you die, I can assure you that the person who killed you will not survive today."

"Oh~~~Mr. Wick." The hamster laughed and said, "I would rather hear that, you can guarantee that I will not die."

"That won't work. I don't want to protect you from your appearance. It's the price of friendship that I can avenge you."

"Then is it still too late for me to have plastic surgery?"

During the joke, the atmosphere eased a lot.

Romon led the hamster to the iron door and opened it. It had been closed for an unknown amount of time, but the joints were already rusty, and every time he pulled a step, the iron door would make a loud and piercing noise.

squeak~ squeak~

Accompanied by the friction sound of acid teeth, the iron door was opened.

Then, the eyes of Romon and the hamster were occupied by countless dollars.

On the floor, on the shelves, and even in the hanging cabinets on the ceiling, there are piles of dollars wrapped in thick plastic bags.

"Fuck God, we just dug out the gold mine of the Gravel Gang!"

I've never seen a hamster with so much money. Looking at so many dollars, his eyes would pop out. If it wasn't for Romon watching from the side, he would have the urge to jump into the pile of money and roll around. .

Well, not impulse is reality.

The hamster, who has been poor all his life, couldn't resist the temptation of money after all, so he pounced on it, grabbed a handful of dollars and pressed it against his face, sucking it wildly.

"Ah~~~~ the smell of money!"

"I think it's the smell of color-changing ink."

As a youth version of God, Romon definitely has no feeling for money. He just browsed around in the money bank, and then took out a lighter and threw it to the hamster who was rolling in the money pile:

"Hamster, I'll give you a chance to light a fire."

Chapter 036 Don't You Need Money?Why don't you take money?

"what?"

"Mr. Wick, what are you doing?"

Seeing the lighter that Romon threw over, the hamster man was dumbfounded.

"What for? Of course, set fire to it and set it on fire, to give old Tarasov a surprise."

Romon is a director, and there is only one thing he needs to consider, and that is the expressiveness of the lens.

Now he has already started to conceive, after seeing old Tarasov, he must choose a room with a good view, and point out the thick smoke from the burning money bank to old Tarasov.

Only in this way can Romon perfectly capture the expression of despair, remorse, and collapse when the movie villain exits the scene.

However, Luo Meng's thinking as a director is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Seeing that Romon was going to burn so much cash just to see the old Tarasov's last joke, the hamster's simple civilian values ​​were bleeding.

At the same time, he can also 'understand', which is a test given to him by Romon.

It was to test whether he, a trench mouse, could still listen to Romon when faced with such a big and direct cash temptation.

This test really hits the soul directly.

The hand of the hamster holding the lighter kept trembling. Facing so many lovely and charming dollars, his soul was bewitching him crazily:

Don't burn it, take it, take the money!

Even if you don't possess all of it, even if you just take a small part out of it, it's enough for you to spend your whole life in style!

The hamster gritted his teeth, then raised his hand violently, and slapped himself hard:

hamster!Don't forget your own oath!

You're going to make those San Francisco whites look up to you!Don't fall down here!Don't fall for such a small amount of money!

stand up!Don't kneel!

You will be rich!Sooner or later, you will control more money than here!

Constantly resisting the temptation with willpower, the hamster finally ignited the kerosene lighter, watched the joyful flame, and slowly landed on the piles of dollars on the ground.

The fire started to spread.

The floating flames, reflected in the reflection of the hamster's eyes, seemed to burn up together with the hesitation in his heart.

After wiping the sweat off his forehead, the hamster turned to look at Romon with a forced smile and said, "Mr. Wick, I did it."

"That... hamster, you don't seem to be feeling well, are you okay?"

There is an insurmountable generation gap between humans, let alone between humans and gods.

Luo Meng really didn't understand, the hamster slapped himself again, and the corners of his eyes were filled with tears, what kind of play was he playing, he thought the hamster was not feeling well.

"Sorry, Mr. Wick, I am still too far away from you now, but don't worry, I will catch up with you as soon as possible."

The indifference in Romon's eyes and the doubt in his tone made the hamster realize his own insignificance and narrowness again.

He looked at the man in the black suit in front of him, looked at his stalwart soul, and had a goal in his heart to look up to for life.

"Okay, since you don't think you have something to do, let's go."

Romon nodded, and didn't continue to entangle the hamster's personal emotions. He just dragged a bag of diamonds from the shelf and left old Tarasov's private vault.

The two were walking in the empty and lonely underground waterway. Romon seemed to remember something, and said to the hamster:

"By the way, hamster, didn't you say that you desire wealth? Why didn't you just drag a few bags of diamonds away from the vault just now? Although diamonds are not as valuable as gold, they are at least small in size and convenient to carry."

"Huh? What did you say?" The hamster man was dumbfounded: "Didn't you just let me burn the vault? I thought you wouldn't let me take things from it."

"Why don't you take what you picked up for nothing?" Luo Meng was full of surprise.

"You said you could take it!"

The hamster was about to go crazy, tears burst out of his two peas eyes: "Wait for me a moment, I will go rescue some diamonds right now!"

"Okay, okay, the fire has been burning for so long, are you going back now to be a roast hamster?"

Romon waved his hand indifferently: "I still have a bag of diamonds here, which is intended to amuse old Tarasov. After I run out of them, you can take them home and use them to draw glass."

"Mr. Wick, God would be ashamed of your generosity!" The hamster didn't realize it at all, and he was unconsciously PUAed by Romon.

Obviously these diamonds were robbed from the old Tarasov's vault, but the hamster subconsciously thought that this was a reward from Romon.

Going all the way up the underground passage, the two of Romon came to the exit of the tunnel.

Coming out of the tunnel disguised as an ordinary drain, Romon officially entered the inner work area of ​​Pier 61.

There are hundreds of containers piled up here, dividing the small operating area like a Minotaur's labyrinth.

"Brother, you said that this John Wick is not a fool. When he sees the police surrounded by Pier 61, he will really throw himself into the trap?"

"It will come, that lunatic will definitely come, if he is a person who can think normally, he won't make things so big because of that damn dog! FUCK! Just because of her mother dog, My life is completely ruined!"

Hearing the conversation of the two patrolling bodyguards not far away, the hamster held his breath subconsciously, and suggested to Romon in a low voice: "Mr. Wick, there are people over there, let's go to the other side?"

"Go the other way?"

Luo Meng looked at him strangely: "Hamster, we're not here to be thieves, so what's the matter if we hide from people."

As Romon said, he took out the Arsenal Strike One sound-cancelling version in his arms.

The gun body made of 7075 aluminum alloy is both light and strong. The 17-round detachable clip is enough for Romon to pour firepower to his heart's content. Especially the firing pin translation firing method can effectively improve shooting accuracy.

The most important thing is that this gun is very handsome:

The gun body is square, and the silencer is also square. Coupled with its tough bronze color scheme, Romon is looking forward to the performance of this gun on the big screen.

Bang bang bang!

A series of dull gunshots broke the oppressive calm of the dock operation area.

The two bodyguards in charge of patrolling died quietly at the gunpoint of Romon without even a chance to scream.

This……

Seeing the two bodyguards pass away in an instant, the hamster following behind Romon could only sigh with emotion: At least it's much happier than a pencil.

Not only faster than a pencil, but also faster than a pencil!

Romon held the Arsenal Strike One, as if he had a backgammon point reader. Wherever someone clicked, in just a few minutes, more than 20 bodyguards were placed, and the entire dock operation area was easily cleared.

Following behind Romon, the hamster suddenly understood a word - death.

There was no anger, no excitement, no hesitation, no hesitation, no extra emotion, Romon just raised the gun, shot, raised the gun again, and shot again.

Just like a supermarket cashier scanning a code for a product, Romon sent twenty gangster bodyguards to God without any hesitation.

Chapter 037

The quiet killing continues.

On the other side, outside the operation area of ​​Pier 61, San Francisco Police Deputy Chief Secourt is directing the arrest operation.

This is a deputy director who came from a civilian job. He is fat and white, with a big belly and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his round face.

It's more like the vice president of a chamber of commerce than the deputy chief of a police station.

And the deputy director's attitude towards solving the case depends entirely on the benefits of the case. If it is a small case that no one pays attention to, he always ignores it.

But like John Wick this time, he was not usually concerned about the case that the mayor personally ordered to investigate.

Pull out all the police officers who can be pulled out of the police station, and prevent even a fly from entering Pier 61. Deputy Director Secourt is determined to bring Romon back to safety, so that he can be listed in the city council. Show your face well.

"No sign of John Wick yet?"

"Report sir, no."

"Nor is there an underground waterway? That bastard might come here by water."

The underground waterway that Seikot mentioned is the one that can be found on the Internet, the underground waterway from Pier 54.