Chapter 637: People Are Going to Die!

The little punk from the Soviet Union gang doesn't even know what kind of trouble he has stirred up.

He drove the Mustang straight to an auto repair shop.

Though it's called a repair shop, it is actually a place that specializes in receiving stolen cars.

Clearly, these punks are very familiar with the people at the shop, and they smiled at the workers and said, "This car is too cool, I'm planning to keep it!"

Then the punk went straight to the shop's Boss: "Yo, Aurelio, get me a new Vehicle Identification Number and some clean documents."

The reason this punk is so arrogant is that his old man is the Boss of this repair shop's Boss.

He is also the leader of the largest Soviet Union gang in the United States, Viggo Tarasov.

That's right, he is that Viggo among the twelve Legislators of the High Table.

This kid is named Joseph Tarasov; he is a second-generation gangster and a fool who spends his days wandering around with his underlings.

When Aurelio saw this Mustang, his expression changed instantly.

He recognized the owner of this car, and he also knew just how terrifying the car's owner was.

"Where did you get this car?" Aurelio asked immediately. "I'm asking you, where the f*** did you get this car?"

Joseph was stunned for a moment, then spread his hands and said, "Is there a problem?"

Aurelio was instantly enraged and said directly to Joseph and the few punks, "Alright, get out, leave my shop, get out right now!"

Joseph said unhappily, "Are you crazy, Aurelio? You are our underling!"

Aurelio, who had originally intended to stay out of this, turned back, walked up to Joseph, and said coldly, "What did you say? What did you say to me?"

"You are one of us!" Joseph repeated.

Only then did Aurelio realize that he definitely couldn't avoid this matter.

However, facing the punk in front of him, he still intended to teach him a lesson: "I am not one of yours, kid! I only cooperate with your father! Alright? Did you kill the car owner or something?"

"No!" Joseph said with a strange laugh. "But I'm sure we killed his dog!"

Aurelio was almost amused by this guy: "You killed his dog? You did that? That's truly crazy, man!"

As he spoke, Aurelio's face turned, and he punched the fool in front of him hard in the face.

The force was so great that it knocked Joseph to the ground, and blood began to flow from the corner of his mouth.

Joseph looked at Aurelio in a daze, not understanding what kind of madness had taken hold of this person on his own side!

However, Joseph's underling was loyal and immediately drew his gun, pointing it at Aurelio.

But Aurelio clearly didn't take these punks seriously; he sneered at the underling and said, "Look at you, very nice! You come into my shop and point a gun at me? You've really got guts, man!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the other man's hand and pressed the muzzle against his own forehead, saying, "Come on, hurry up! Either you kill me right now, or you all get the hell out of here!"

Finally, a tall man grabbed the underling's gun and made him lower it.

Then he said to Aurelio in a deep voice, "Viggo won't like this! '880'"

But Aurelio said completely unconcerned, "How do you know what Viggo likes or doesn't like? He will definitely understand this matter!"

After finishing, Aurelio didn't even look at the few of them and turned to leave the hall.

Feeling that he had lost face, Joseph shouted at Aurelio, "You've got some nerve, old man!"

Seeing the big man shaking his head to stop him, Joseph could only shout at Aurelio's back, "Then I'll just take my business somewhere else!"

Meanwhile, at John's home.

Xiaofu was still monitoring John, watching him bury the puppy's body.

He began to clean the floor of his house.

But the more he scrubbed, the brighter John's eyes became, as if two dancing flames were reflected in his pupils.

His whole person was gloomy and overflowing with killing intent, looking chilling to the bone.

Watching John's transformation, Xiaofu became interested.

Because at this moment, John was like a drawn sword, with sharpness radiating from his entire body.

"This is more like it!" Xiaofu said to himself with a smile as he watched John's appearance. "Only a guy like this is worthy of the title of Legendary Assassin. I really want to see what kind of commotion he will cause."

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On the other side, Viggo heard that his son had been beaten by his underling and called directly to hold him accountable.

"I heard you hit my son?" Viggo asked in a very calm tone.

Aurelio did not deny it: "Yes, sir, I did!"

Viggo was somewhat surprised, then asked, "Can you tell me the reason?"

"Of course!" Aurelio said helplessly. "He stole John Wick's car, sir, and he... killed his dog!"

Hearing Aurelio's words, Viggo felt terrible: "Like that..."

After finishing, Viggo hung up the phone directly and returned to his office.

And his assistant, who had just helped him negotiate a deal, said with a smile, "They agreed to your terms. I mean, they didn't really have any other choice, did they? Congratulations!"

Clearly, the methods the assistant used were not very honorable.

However, Viggo seemed somewhat distracted, and the assistant asked, "Sir?"

"Did you see my son?" Viggo suddenly looked up and asked.

A moment later, Joseph was called to Viggo's apartment by a phone call.

In order to see his father, Joseph even specially put on a suit.

Seeing Joseph arrive, Viggo asked directly, "How was the trip? Kid?"

Joseph immediately replied, "We won't see them again anytime soon, or maybe never again!"

Joseph hadn't yet seen the look on his old man's face and looked relaxed. Viggo walked over and handed him a glass of wine.

Joseph took a sip and heard his father praise him: "Your suit is nice today!"

"Thanks!" Joseph said with a smile.

But with the next one, Viggo punched Joseph directly in the stomach, making him vomit out the drink he had just consumed.

Viggo threw a napkin over with a cold expression and said, "Clean it up!"

Joseph was in so much pain he couldn't even stand steadily, yet he still wiped up the vomit, looking at his father with a puzzled expression and saying, "What did I do wrong?"

"You screwed up!" Viggo took off his coat and looked at his son.

Joseph argued, "We did exactly as you asked, no one saw!"

Viggo pulled Joseph up from the floor, looked into his eyes, and said, "I'm not talking about that Atlanta business!"

"Then what is it?" Joseph seemed to recall something: "Are you talking about Aurelio? Didn't I just steal a damn car?"

Viggo was even angrier upon hearing this and punched Joseph in the stomach again.

This time, the pain made Joseph kneel on the spot, arching his body like a cooked shrimp.

Viggo was silent for a moment before explaining to Joseph: "It's not what you did that makes me so angry! Son! It's who you did it to!"

"Who?" Joseph asked with a puzzled look: "That nobody?"

"That nobody is named John Wick!" Viggo continued: "He used to be one of us, everyone calls him 'Babayaga'."

"Babayaga?" Joseph stood up, looking somewhat surprised.

He hadn't expected that the person he had randomly targeted was actually one of his own, and seemingly quite famous!

Viggo shook his head and said, "To be precise, John is not the Babayaga. He is the one you sent to kill the Babayaga!"

"So what?" Joseph spread his hands and said.

Viggo walked toward John and said, "John is focused, committed, and sheer will—someone you know very little about! I once saw him kill three men in a bar with a pencil. With a f***ing... pencil!"

"Then one day he decided to quit, all for a woman. So I made a deal with him. I gave him an impossible task. A task no one could complete! The bodies he buried that day are the foundation of what we are today!"

"And then, my son, just after his wife passed away, you stole his car and killed his dog!"

After hearing this, Joseph immediately stated his position: "Father, I know what to do!"

"Oh? What have you decided to do?" Viggo asked back.

Joseph said excitedly, "Go and kill the man I provoked!"

Viggo was infuriated and said to his assistant, "What the hell... how did he not hear a single f***ing word?"

"Father, I can do it, please!" Joseph said again.

Viggo grabbed his hair, leaned into his ear, and said, "Joseph, Joseph, listen! John will come for you to take his revenge, and you don't have to do anything! Because there is nothing you can do! So, get out of my sight!"

As he spoke, Viggo shoved Joseph hard, then looked out the window with a worried expression.

A moment later, he walked to his safe, took out a notebook, and started flipping through it.

Soon he found John's number and dialed it.

At this moment in John's home, he was bringing out the equipment he used to use at the High Table from his basement.

After picking up the phone, he heard Viggo's voice: "Hello, John! I heard about your wife, I am very sorry, please accept my condolences."

After a moment of silence, Viggo continued: "I suppose this is fate, or an accident, or bad luck that has entangled us again, John. We cannot succumb to instinct; let us resolve this like civilized men and move forward..."

Unfortunately, John did not give Viggo the chance to finish, hanging up the phone directly.

This was enough to indicate his attitude.

Viggo heard the busy signal on the phone and felt a sense of helplessness.

The assistant asked nervously, "What did he say?"

"Enough!" Viggo interrupted the assistant's question: "Prepare your men!"

The assistant asked, "How many men?"

"How many men do you have right now?"

In Hong Kong, the storm had passed, and it had returned to its former calm.

Chen Jiajun rarely lost his temper, but whenever he did, the entire Hong Kong would tremble.

Everyone was watching the development of the situation, and after things calmed down, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

No one wanted to provoke a crazed Chen Jiajun; no one could afford such losses.

Even the current head of the Police Force, Ceng Xiangrong, did not say a word about this matter.

There were some who wanted to hype up the story, but unfortunately, that newspaper office soon faced retaliation.

That very day, the newspaper office caught fire, and various things happened at the homes of the reporters who interviewed him, scaring them into immediate silence.

Even the most reckless Fruit Weekly, the one that reported on the scandals of various tycoons, did not dare to report on this matter.

Because people would actually die!

Chen Jiajun was originally from a triad background, and he never hid that fact.

The tactics used against those tycoons simply did not work on Chen Jiajun.

Therefore, the person in charge of Fruit Weekly directly refused the mysterious person on the phone: "Sorry, I can't do this; I haven't lived enough yet!"

After saying this, without waiting for the other party to say anything more, he hung up the phone. (End of chapter)