I started out as an Umbrella cadre

Chen Feng stood in the alley, looking at the typical American 70s style bar in front of him.

For some reason, this old bar located on Jack Street is very attractive to guys like Wesker and Mikhail who can be called old-men. (I don't know why, Feilu will cancel the spaces when using English.)

It's not that they are old, but probably their style of doing things is incompatible with the flamboyant American young people.

Chen Feng was invited by Mikhail, saying that his old friend wanted to meet him. Originally, Chen Feng wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he agreed.

Mikhail's old friend, so he should be someone in his circle, right?

Chen Feng pushed open the door of the bar and walked in. For a moment, many eyes looked over.

Wearing a well-tailored suit, a Windsor collar tie, and exquisite leather shoes, his outfit was almost incompatible with the style of the bar. He was a particular person, and it could be said that he was almost incompatible with the rough guys here.

"Give me a glass of tequila, and the rest is yours."Chen Feng casually took out a hundred dollars.

Seeing this generous guy, he immediately attracted a few malicious eyes, but Chen Feng didn't care.

He took the tequila prepared by the bartender and walked to the seat reserved by Mikhail and sat down.

"Mikhail, is this your old friend?"

Chen Feng looked at the man in front of him with sharp eyes. How come he looks so much like a middle-aged version of Keanu Reeves?

No, not like, this is exactly like.

Suit, black shirt, exquisite leadership, neat beard and hair, this is also a sophisticated and decent man.

But Chen Feng could feel an invisible murderous aura from this man, this aura is usually only possessed by veterans of hundreds of battles or people who have experienced countless bloodshed.

"Boss, this is my old friend. He wants to thank you in person for arranging treatment for his wife."

"John Wick, I'm very happy to meet someone like you."

He excitedly stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Chen Feng.

"I am very grateful that you have lent a hand and saved my beloved wife's life."

John Wick? When Chen Feng heard this name, he couldn't help but recall a memory, as if this person was also a character in a movie.

Chen Feng waved his hand and raised the wine glass to salute:"It's a small matter, Mr. John Wick, you are Mikhail's old friend, I can still arrange this small matter."

John Wick seemed to have made up his mind, and then raised his glass:"Mr. Chen, if possible, I wonder if you can provide me with a job opportunity?"

Chen Feng looked at him meaningfully:"If you don't mind, I would like to express my welcome. I am in need of a security consultant. I wonder if you are interested, Mr. John Wick?" John Wick nodded, raised his glass and drank it all:"Of course, no problem, this is a very challenging job, so when will I start work?"

"If you are willing, you can join our team at any time."

Chen Feng smiled and shook hands with John Wick.

He did not expect that with just a little effort, he gained a powerful general, which made Chen Feng very proud. The three of them got tipsy in the bar before coming out of the bar.

Just as they were heading to the alley at the intersection of the road to catch the bus, a group of street thugs with bad intentions suddenly appeared from the alley and surrounded the three people.

John Wick glanced at the thugs, then whispered to Chen Feng beside him,

"Sir, give me 30 seconds and I can take care of them.

Chen Feng nodded and said,"Very good, then we'll wait for you in the car."

Then he walked towards the alley entrance as if he was strolling in the garden. Two thugs wanted to stop him, but Mikhail knocked down a kid with one punch.

The driver had already parked a Mercedes-Benz S-650 at the intersection.

Seeing Chen Feng and Mikhail coming out, he immediately came over and opened the back door.

Chen Feng took out two cigarettes and handed one to Mikhail, then took out a ZIPPO and lit it.

Mikhail took the cigarette, held it between his lips very skillfully and lit it, taking a deep breath:"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 more about it."

Mikhail seemed to be lost in his memories

"John and I are actually from the same place, Ross"

"John, they called him Baba Yaga (devil), he also had a nickname, maybe you've heard of it, called the Night Devil"

"I have killed many people in my life, but I have never seen a natural killer like John."

"That day, in the bar, I saw him kill three people with my own eyes, using a fucking pencil!"

Looking at Mikhail's expression, as if he had seen a ghost, you can tell how shocked he was by that scene.

Chen Feng patted him on the shoulder. It was obvious that John Wick had killed three people with a pencil, and judging by the nature of Europe and the United States, these three people should be three gunmen.

It's chilling to think about it. Killing three armed gang members with a pencil is almost legendary in the United States.

I guess only Ye Wen can do this?

The two of them had just sat in the car and chatted for a while, and John had already completed the task. I guess he didn't kill him, and he still looked very gentlemanly, clean and tidy.

I guess he is still in"retirement" and doesn't want to cause trouble for Chen Feng and Mikhail. After all, this is not the New York State he is familiar with.

"Mr. Chen, all the troubles have been solved."

"Well done John, we have to have some champagne today, and I will ask the hospital to give your wife the best special medicine."