Beautiful Man

Six hours later, the business jet landed safely and smoothly at Newark Airport.

Through the glass windows, the sky in New York has become darker.

There is a three-hour time difference between Los Angeles and New York. At this time, New York is already past six in the evening.

Security pushed open the hatch, and a group of people walked down the gangway with their luggage.

Three ordinary family cars parked not far away, and Franklin and two of his men were standing there waiting.

Seeing Jason walking down slowly, Franklin beamed with joy, and quickly stepped forward to give him a big hug.

"Boss! Welcome home!"

The hug between the men made Jason very uncomfortable. He gently broke away, patted Franklin on the shoulder and said: "During this time, you and John have worked hard."

Franklin shook his head and said, "It's hard to talk about, but it's a bit boring to stay on the ranch. If you have any tasks next time, remember to take me."

Jason smiled and nodded, then turned to introduce Franklin to the new members of the organization.

After some acquaintance and courtesy, the seven were divided into three cars and drove towards the ranch in the Manhattan Valley.

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On the outskirts of the highway, Franklin's excitement has not passed.

Barabara kept talking with his mouth, turning his head from time to time, looking at Jason, who was lying in the passenger seat with his eyes closed.

"Boss, I read the news the other day. Your superpowers are simply..."

Franklin's expression was tangled, and he couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while.

"It's... so cool!"

Jason opened his eyes and said, "Don't worry, as long as you follow me, you can have these superpowers."

Franklin was taken aback, then turned his head and asked excitedly: "Really? Ordinary people like me can also have superpowers? Boss, you are not lying to me."

"Of course, I was also an ordinary person before?" Jason said with a hand.

"Well, let's talk about this later, tell me about the ranch, are the prisoners dishonest?"

Franklin put away his smile and nodded with a serious expression: "Yes! Boss, you are not here, and John and I don't know how to manage. People will lose their hearts after a long time."

"Besides, before those prisoners went to jail, they were elites in various industries. All of them were proud and arrogant, how could they be willing to subdue to others."

"Many of these people already want to leave the organization, go out on their own, or form small teams in groups of three or five."

"If it weren't for our strict supervision and they were afraid of John's marksmanship, more than half of the people might have left the ranch."

After listening to his narration, Jason snorted coldly: "The wings are not stiff, I still want to fly solo."

After speaking, he changed a position to lie down and closed his eyes again.

When Franklin saw this, he didn't dare to disturb him again.

As a member of the organization that has followed Jason the longest, he is the one who knows Jason the best.

The boss is in a bad mood and may be killing someone.

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Manhattan ranch, the deepest single luxury villa.

After this period of renovation, the area of ​​the villa is more than double the original size.

Jin Bin’s cold Nordic decoration style has also been transformed into Jason’s favorite extravagant and luxurious style. There are brilliant designs everywhere in the villa.

In the spacious dining room, there is an oval-shaped log dining table that can accommodate more than twenty people.

In the middle area, there are several handicraft lights with radiance.

In the marginal area, there are sumptuous wine dishes and gold-inlaid dishes and knives and forks.

Knowing that Jason had returned unharmed, the Roberts were naturally terrified.

In order to curry favor with him, the couple worked for two or three days, and finally set up a table of rich and delicious dishes to pick up Jason.

At this moment, the couple are making the final steps in the kitchen, and John is battling them.

The Roberts refused several times, but John still went his own way.

Persuasion to no avail, the couple followed him.

It can only be said that John Wick is the most approachable killer they have ever seen in their lives.

"John, get out of me!"

Outside the villa, there was a rough roar.

John frowned and stopped his work.

Mrs. Robert took the cleaned plate from him and gave him a distressed look: "Go, you don't need you here."

John wiped his hands clean with a white towel and nodded politely: "Sorry."

Putting on a bullet-proof suit, took out the two Glock pistols on his waist, clicked, and the bullets were loaded.

John pulled the barrel lightly, and after confirming that the bullet was loaded successfully, he inserted the pistol into the armed belt around his waist and opened the door and walked out.

A few meters away from the villa, stood dozens of prisoners rescued from Long Island Prison.

Scan the expressions on their faces, or dissatisfaction, or anger, or joking, or contempt.

This is the group of people who want to fly solo.

Farther away, more people stood.

But their intentions are different from these people, they are all to watch the excitement. It doesn't matter to them who loses and who wins.

John sighed weakly, "What's wrong?"

A strong white man with a height of two meters and a skull tattoo on his neck came out, pointed at him and said, "John! You said before that Jason would be back in two days, but now it's the third day, why is Jason? Haven't come back yet!"

John frowned: "Before answering your question, I want to correct it. You can't call the leader of the organization by his first name. You must call it Boss or Mr. Walter respectfully."

Hearing that, the strong man and the people behind him all grinned and showed disdainful smiles.

The brawny man provocatively said: "I will call him whatever I want, as long as I like it, I can call him a puppy."

John was angry, but he still resisted and said in a calm voice as always: "Count the time, the boss should get off the plane. Newark Airport is at most an hour's drive from the ranch."

The strong man obviously did not believe John's rhetoric.

Think about it, too, repeat the same routine three times, and a few fools will believe it.

He waved his hand and said: "I don't care! Whether he comes back or not, my partner and I must leave the ranch today."

He had said this sentence to John many times, and John would only answer him with one answer.

"If you want to withdraw from the organization, you must wait for the boss to return. You can leave only after his approval."

"With feet on my legs, no one can control me."

The voice just fell!John instantly took out a pistol and pointed it at his head.

"I said that you can leave the ranch only with the permission of the boss."

John's voice suddenly rose a little, but the strong man's eyes were not afraid.

"Hehe...hehe..."

The group of prisoners behind the brawny man smiled grimly, while pulling out the weapon that came out of the prison, pointing to John's head.

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