Chapter 847

Angela's eyes were burning with anger. In the past, even if she knew she couldn't beat him, she would definitely slash at William with a knife.

But ever since she knew that William had placed nuclear eggs in Mephisto's territory, and it was a feat of releasing more than a dozen, she had no reason to be afraid of William.

"Even if the archangels agree to your request, but the connection between heaven and earth has been severed, how do you ask them to guide the executioner's soul to heaven?"

"guide?"

This is a problem, but immediately, William said, "Give me the necklace around your neck. I know that this necklace blessed by the archangel will definitely be felt by the archangel who blessed it."

"You...", Angela held the dagger angrily, and immediately lost all of her new affection for William.

But in the end, she just squeezed the grip and creaked, and didn't really draw out the dagger.

He tore off the necklace around his neck, threw it on William's back, and shouted to the sky, "Heimdall".

A rainbow appeared over Angela's head, teleporting her back to Asgard in an instant, and then went to the Tenth Realm to find the angels to convey William's words.

Using mental power to suspend the necklace behind him and hand it over to his hand, William silently thought about the plot in the movie, and then said to Sunday, "Did Helen leave a beagle for John Wick?"

Sunday was silent for a few seconds before replying, "Yes, sir, that little beagle's name is Daisy, and it is at the Swallow pet shop at this time. According to the time set by Helen, it will be delivered to Weiwei tonight." Mr. Clark's house".

"Then send this necklace together."

William threw the necklace into the sky, and stayed in this cemetery since yesterday, acting as a reconnaissance spider robot dropper, lowered the flying altitude, took the necklace and headed for the pet shop.

"Remember to change Helen's last letter to John Wick, and let John know that this necklace is the last gift Helen gave him, even more important than that puppy."

"Okay, sir, I'll take care of everything."

"Ok".

After ordering this, William stood on the slope, quietly watching the funeral end hastily due to the heavy rain.

All Helen's relatives, friends and guests had left, and John Wick was still standing by the cemetery for a long time, unwilling to leave. He didn't recover until William came to him.

Gratefully said to William, "Thank you for coming to see Helen for the last time. She has always been grateful to you for providing me with a decent job.

It's just because of your status, so I haven't confessed to her, now it's alright, Helen should be able to understand me in heaven."

William shook his head. At this moment, his wife should have really gone to heaven, and if William hadn't helped her through the back door, that woman would have definitely gone to hell.

"My condolences, buddy, I'm sure your wife is waiting for you in heaven, and there will be a day when you will be reunited."

John Wick first smiled, then fell silent, and asked quietly, "Can a person like me still go to heaven?"

"Of course," William said affirmatively, "Even if your hands are covered with blood, those people should go to hell, so don't worry, buddy, you are definitely qualified to go to heaven, and you will definitely meet Helen."

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Devonhill."

Of course John Wick wants to go to heaven, not only because he fantasizes about being reunited with his wife, but also because a person like him with blood on his hands and his own set of standards of good and evil in his heart wants to be redeemed spiritually.

Even as long as the ascetic monks like Strauss who can release the holy light release the holy light in front of John Wick, this guy is likely to easily embark on the path of believing in the God of Light.

But if William didn't help him cheat, no matter how hard he tried, he wouldn't be able to go to heaven.

Otherwise, that old ghost Mephisto wouldn't have left so reassuringly.

Not only has heaven been disconnected from the earth, but also because the guy who kills for money will definitely go to hell.

Just like what Mephisto said, if people like John Wick don't go to hell, God will not see it.

Chapter 1015: The Man Targeted by Angels, Demons, and William Simultaneously

After being separated from William, John Wick returned home alone, sitting in the empty living room, thinking about the past with Helen, coupled with the rain-wet clothes, made him feel cold and empty at the same time.

"Ding Dong".

A doorbell interrupted John Wick's thoughts, and he stood up in a daze, without even thinking about whether he needed to check first to see if it was a safety issue.

He just wanted to stay with living people at this time, even if he didn't say anything, as long as a moving person was in front of him, he could get a short-term peace of mind.

But as soon as the door opened, I saw a middle-aged woman who weighed at least 200 pounds.

"John Wick?"

"Yes, yes, ma'am." John nodded in surprise after seeing the postal uniform on the visitor and the dog cage under his feet.

"Please sign here," the middle-aged woman handed him a signature sheet and pen.

Taking the pen, he signed his name in a daze, but stared straight at the little thing with its head sticking out of the dog cage.

He didn't notice that the gaze of the middle-aged woman in front of him was too cold, not like the gaze of a postman at all, but like a mechanical creature without any emotion.

The bionic robot took the signature form, grabbed the pen from John Wick who was still stunned, got into the car and left without looking back.

Someone snatched the pen from his hand, John.

Only then did Wick secretly blame himself for letting go of his vigilance. Fortunately, the other party really came to deliver the mail, otherwise, any random killer could have easily killed him just now.

But when he saw the bionic robot, opened the door of the delivery van, and sat in the driver's seat, John still muttered, are women so heavy now? The shock absorbers of the small freight car were all shaken.

After reporting the beagle to William on Sunday and sending the necklace to John Wick, he commanded the bionic robot to return to the safe house in New York to stand by.

John Wick, who walked into the house with the dog cage, put the dog cage on the coffee table, and saw a letter pasted on the cage. He could tell at a glance that it was a note from his wife.

After taking it apart, he could no longer control the thoughts in his heart within a few seconds, put his fist on his lips, and sobbed softly.

After reading the entire letter, he wiped away the tears on his face with the back of his hand, kissed the envelope like a wife, and then put the envelope away solemnly, turning his eyes to the dog cage.

The half-grown Beagle in the cage cautiously raised his head to look at his new owner who was grabbing at him, whined a few times timidly, and was obediently carried out of the cage.

Seeing that the name engraved on the dog tag was Daisy, and thinking that the name was given by his late wife, John Wick finally smiled.

"That's right, from now on you will be Daisy, the child of Helen and me."

After rubbing the puppy's head to appease the scared little guy, John set his eyes on the innermost part of the dog cage, and soon saw a black cloth bag.

Putting Daisy on his lap, he reached out and took out the cloth bag and poured it on his hand, a necklace of angel pendants appeared on the palm of his hand.

Seeing this necklace, tears flashed again in John's eyes. He suppressed his sadness and put it on his neck. When he put it in his clothes, he patted it solemnly.

Early the next morning, John, who fell asleep in a daze at dawn, suddenly found something licking his cheek. Just as he made a defensive movement, he heard a whining sound, and immediately thought of Dai West.

The mood immediately improved a lot, and he said with a smile, "Okay, okay, little guy, I'm awake, I'm awake."

When he opened his eyes, Daisy's nose came into view. He was a little unaccustomed to having a clingy little guy in his life, so he hurriedly lifted the quilt and sat up.

But as soon as he sat up and looked at the corner of the bedroom, a man with fangs, long horns on his head and red body, an evil eye the size of a football appeared in his eyes.

John Wick is worthy of being a murderous butcher. Although his heart was beating violently with fright, he instinctively took out a pistol from under the pillow.

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