We're Killing Strangers John Wick 소설 & 이야기

He smiled and quickly went to the hospital. ….. She was sitting infront the hospital window and looking outside but her mind was far away. Tears fall down to her pinkish cheeks when he remembered what Jack had done to her. She almost died because of what they did to her. Thanks to that stranger who helped her. “Murderer! I will do everything to revenge you. You have to pay for what you did to me and my future child.” She whispered to herself with anger in her eyes. At that moment, a deep and elegant male voice appeared from the door.

And if we were a gang, it was better if I respected him and did as told just so a fucking ugly dude like this blonde wouldn't dare disrespect me again. "Firstly..." Killian started, his voice commanding silence. "We aren't a gang." He raised his eyebrows at me. Shit! Was I not allowed to think while he was present! "Vam—vampires?" I stuttered. "Who the hell is a fucking bloodsucking animal!" Ronan snapped at me. Geez, this asshole was beginning to get on my nerves. "Then what are you if not that? A secret demonic club?" "We are demons itself."

he bawled and smiled. “Do it, son. Do it!” Mr wick growled with a shattered heart. No other option but to watch himself die at the hands of son. “Do it!” He screamed again and Calogero pulled the trigger in terror. The bullet blasted the left side of his chest, surely blew his heart. Wick died instantly with eyes flaring open and blood pouring out from the sides of his mouth. He died without knowing the reason. Calogero broke down but was yanked up forcefully. Even though he didn’t enjoy it, he had to kill each and everyone in his family with the same gun. He started with His dad, to his mom, to his little sister and lastly his twin brother.

The door to the room opened roughly to reveal Lucas running towards him with a huffed face. "Crazy Ell." He said with a hasty breath looking at Ellthan in disbelief. "Andrew was killed in an unknown gunshot, but it looks like the person who shot Andrew was the same person who shot Ferzio." Obviously Lucas was on the hunt. Ellthan just stared flat at Lucas "You're here to just tell me that? You think I have no connection." Ellthan said dryly which made Lucas chuckle. "Yeah I guess you don't know." Lucas's chuckle made Ellthan snort.

I could not meet his eyes. “So it is,” he said, voice breaking. “You’re really doing this to us because of her? Skye, she’s gone. She died when you were nineteen. You’re twenty-four now. That was five years ago—” “But her killers are still out there walking free,” I cut in. My voice shook hard and rose. “They didn’t die like my mother. The system did nothing. She was the only parent we had. We never even knew our dad. You know the whole story. Every night I close my eyes and I still see her face. I still hear her voice telling me to be strong. And you think I can just accept it and move on? Never! I can’t sleep knowing they’re laughing somewhere while she’s in the ground.”

“He wasn’t even real. This is a game designed by the Godfather to find the next successor. It’s just another test.” Even if it were a test, Zen could not take his mind away from the brutal scene. He knew what the underworld was all about. Compared to the death he received from the stranger he saved as a cook, this was an actual murder. The stranger who shot him was probably merciful to give him a quick relief, sending him straight to Celine within seconds instead of dragging out the terror and helplessness Han did with John.

He yelled, his voice rippling through the air like a wounded lion. His bloodshot eyes speak of danger and he asked Tyson to pass him the teaser. “Who put you up to it?” He asked. Silence... “I won’t ask you twice! Who ordered you to kill my wife and baby?!” He yelled and punched him hard in the face. Wick was almost passing out, all his strength drained from him that he couldn’t speak. “That... that bitch is dangerous and more powerful than you! She’s got my family wrapped around her fingers” he said bursting into tears.

Now playing : King "Your alone..your on your own,so what?Have you gone blind Have your forgotten what you have and what is yours..... Medyo traffic kung nasan ako ngayon kaya baka maataan ako dtooo.Sa paghihintay ko na umusad ang mga sasakyan ay naisip ko ulet eh kung totoo ba ang sinasabi nya sya ba ang totoo kong tatay.Paano na lang kung napatay ko sya?Eh di hindi ko na laman ang mga sinasabi nya ngayon kung toto ba ang mga yun..Hindi ko alm kung ano ba ang paniniwalaan ko si Manuel ba o ang Invetigator ko...Ayaw kong maniwala kay manuel dhil hindi ko alam kung paano na ang plano ko..Hindi ko alam kung ano na ang magiging takbo ng plano ko..Iyan ang mga tanong na paulit ulit na hini masago

With a brutal yank, the stranger pulled his hand back, bloodied and clutching the rogue's still-beating heart, while the rogue's knee buckled, blood gushing from his mouth as he crumpled to the ground, his knife slipping from his grasp. "You didn't have to be so brutal brother", The other stranger chuckled. "He was asking for it, I just had to give him what he wanted", the stranger answered and let go of the rogue's heart, letting it drop to the ground. As their leader was now dead, the other rogues quickly disappeared, running away, knowing that they would have no chance of winning this fight. While the stranger who killed the rogue leader wiped his hand with his handkerchief and disposed o

The stranger’s words cut through the air like a blade. “I’m saying you killed him.” Elliot froze, the candlestick in his hand trembling. His mind raced, rejecting the accusation even as memories clawed their way to the surface—fragments of his brother’s laughter, the flash of sunlight on that fateful day, the sound of something breaking. “You’re lying,” Elliot said, his voice low but unsteady. The stranger took a step closer, their presence calm and unnerving. “Am I?”