The Villain Dies from Talking Too Much

Charlotte Doyle, returning to his room, wasn't angry about John Wick's repeated refusal. If he wanted someone to owe him a favor, especially a significant one, this was the way to do it.

He merely wanted to deepen John Wick's impression of him, so that John wouldn't be too wary of his sudden help.

Because John Wick was about to face a major crisis in the church, where he would be knocked unconscious by Viggo Tarasov's men, captured, and almost suffocated with a plastic bag over his head.

Charlotte Doyle intended to rescue John Wick before his old friend Marcus, the guy who looked like the Green Goblin, could help. After all, saving a life once was enough; he couldn't let Marcus have both opportunities. After a brief rest, he left The Continental Hotel and headed for the church in Little Russia.

Because John Wick would arrive there after dawn.

Upon reaching the location, Charlotte Doyle scouted the area around the church and found the warehouse where John Wick was suspected to be held. He finally chose a rooftop with a good vantage point and concealment to wait.

Daybreak arrived.

A few gunshots from inside the church startled Charlotte Doyle, who was hidden in the shadows. The gunshots signaled that Night Demon had begun his killing spree.

Charlotte Doyle took out a pair of binoculars and began to observe the opponent's killing performance.

Bang-bang-bang.

Several shots in quick succession, each one fatal. The entire process was fluid, without any wasted words or unnecessary movements, possessing a unique charm. Unlike some brainless individuals who would lecture for half the day before killing someone, or even express affection at the scene of a fight, it was utterly nonsensical.

It was precisely John Wick's decisive killing behavior that caught his eye, making him want to recruit him and assign him ordinary tasks.

Honestly, such an assassin wasn't weaker than the so-called Hawkeye and would be very useful in the early stages.

As Charlotte Doyle was marveling, the battle ended. Two women then ran out of the church, and soon after, smoke billowed from the church's basement.

He knew that the cash, antiques, and artwork Viggo Tarasov had stored, along with evidence of his collusion with government officials and their leverage, had been destroyed by John Wick.

Charlotte Doyle clicked his tongue. "What a shame about all that money. It would have been great if it were Copper Coins for me. Just burned like that."

Soon, he saw John Wick emerge and began to choose a suitable vantage point.

His gaze quickly locked onto a rooftop that offered a view of the open space in front of the church entrance. John Wick soon ascended it.

Throughout the entire process, John Wick didn't notice Charlotte Doyle hidden on another rooftop. Thus, both men waited. John Wick waited for Viggo Tarasov's arrival, while Charlotte Doyle waited for John Wick to be captured.

Soon, Viggo received a call and drove over with his subordinates. After entering the basement, he emerged in a rage and shot the priest who had opened the vault door for John directly in the head.

At this moment, John, witnessing this scene from the rooftop, no longer hesitated. He grabbed his Coharie Arms CA-415 assault rifle and walked directly down.

"Damn it, they burned it all to ashes."

Viggo was cursing at the moment and turned to ask his subordinate, "Can we salvage anything?"

"Viggo, you know what was stored in the basement, right?"

"That money is nothing."

John Wick's behavior infuriated him.

"Thump-thump!"

The sound of assault rifles echoed. Viggo glanced over and saw one of his subordinates beside him fall, shot.

He knew John Wick had come for him. He immediately ducked, hiding behind the side of the car.

"Damn it, fight back."

His accompanying subordinates immediately drew their guns and exchanged fire with John Wick. Unfortunately, Viggo's subordinates couldn't inflict any substantial damage on John Wick. Instead, quite a few were killed.

On the rooftop, Charlotte watched the gunfight below with great interest, muttering to herself, "These mobsters are no match for professional killers, especially legendary assassins like Night Demon. Their marksmanship is trash, practically masters of drawing outlines on people."

"Speaking of which, John used to be one of Viggo's subordinates, right?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. To be wiped out by a retired killer who used to be his subordinate. He's truly a guy who was screwed over by his son."

"Three, five, a beautiful six."

In the blink of an eye, John Wick had killed six people. Charlotte was counting from above. John, having reloaded below, quickly shot two more, bringing the total to eight Russian mobsters killed.

At this moment, one of Viggo's subordinates ran to a car, started it, and prepared to ram John Wick.

Charlotte Doyle, seeing this, had no intention of helping. His opportunity was about to arrive.

"Bang."

The sound of a car crash echoed. The next moment, John Wick was sent flying and knocked unconscious.

The gunfire stopped. Viggo and his subordinates tied John Wick up, preparing to take him to a storeroom for a "talk." Seeing this, Charlotte felt a bit speechless.

Although this outcome was exactly what he wanted, he still admonished himself: when facing an enemy, don't blabber, just kill them.

If Viggo had just shot John then and there, none of this would have happened. His son wouldn't have died, and he wouldn't die either.

Truly, villains die because they talk too much.

Charlotte quietly followed behind Viggo and his men, stealthily creeping along without making a sound. Relying on his speed, he followed them into the storeroom.

Viggo Tarasov ordered his subordinates to tie John Wick to a chair.

Seeing John slowly wake up, Viggo said, "John, let me tell you, my subordinates will definitely tear you to shreds."

Then, Viggo's subordinates placed a chair opposite John. Viggo walked forward and began his lengthy monologue.

Meanwhile, Charlotte, hidden in the shadowy corner of the warehouse, smirked. This situation made him a little speechless.

After Viggo finished his rambling and was preparing to leave with a subordinate, he saw John Wick about to be suffocated by a plastic bag. Charlotte struck first, throwing out two shuriken directly.

"Swish—Swish"

With a whistling sound, the shuriken instantly killed two gangsters who were preparing to act.

The two thugs clutched their necks, unable to make a sound. After falling to the ground and twitching their limbs, blood gushed from their necks, and they died instantly.

At this time, outside the storeroom, Marcus, who was ready to rescue at any moment, saw the two shuriken kill the gangsters and knew he didn't need to act. He then only watched the situation inside through the scope of his sniper rifle, wanting to confirm the final outcome.

Charlotte walked out from the shadows and greeted him, "Hey, John."

"I told you you'd need my help!"