Marvel’s Big Villain

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

Through the glass windows, the sky in New York is getting dark.

There is a three-hour time difference between Los Angeles and New York, and it is already past six o'clock in the evening in New York.

The security pushed open the cabin door, and the group walked down the gangway with their luggage.

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

Seeing Jason walk down slowly, Franklin's face beamed with joy, and he quickly stepped forward to give him a big hug.

"Boss! Welcome home!"

The hug between the men made Jason very uncomfortable. He broke away gently, patted Franklin on the shoulder and said, "It's been hard work for you and John during this time."

Franklin shook his head and said, "It's hard work, but staying on the ranch is a bit boring. If you have any other task next time, remember to bring me with you."

Jason nodded with a smile, then turned to introduce the new members of the organization to Franklin.

After getting to know each other and being polite, the seven of them took three cars and drove towards the ranch in the Manhattan Valley.

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On the highway in the suburbs, Franklin's excitement has not yet passed.

His mouth was talking non-stop, turning his head from time to time, looking at Jason lying on the passenger seat with his eyes closed.

"Boss, I read the news a few days ago. Your super power is just..."

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

"It's just... so cool!"

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

Franklin was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked excitedly: "Really? Can an ordinary person like me have superpowers? Boss, are you lying to me?"

"Of course I can, wasn't I an ordinary person before?" Jason spread his hands.

"Okay, let's talk about this later. Tell me about the pasture. Are those 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. After a long time, our hearts will dissipate."

"Before those prisoners were imprisoned, they were all elites in various industries. All of them are arrogant and arrogant. How could they be willing to be subordinate to others?"

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

"If it wasn't for our strict supervision and their fear of John's marksmanship, more than half of the people might have left the ranch."

After listening to his narration, Jason snorted coldly, "I don't have any wings yet, I still want to fly alone."

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

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

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

The boss is in a bad mood, he might want to kill someone.

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Manhattan Ranch, the deepest single-family luxury villa.

After this period of renovation, the area of ​​the villa has more than doubled.

Jin Bing's Nordic and indifferent decoration style has also been transformed into Jason's favorite extravagant and luxurious style. When you walk into the villa, you will be surrounded by splendid designs.

In the spacious dining room, there is an oval-shaped log dining table that can accommodate more than 20 people.

In the middle area, there are several ambiguous handmade lamps.

On the fringe area, are sumptuous wine dishes, and gold-encrusted dishes and forks.

The Roberts were naturally terrified when they learned of Jason's safe and sound return.

In order to curry favor with him, the couple worked hard for two or three days, and finally prepared a table of sumptuous and delicious dishes for Jason to clean up.

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

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

The persuasion failed, so the couple went with him.

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

"John, get out of here!"

Outside the villa, there was a rude roar.

John frowned and stopped what he was doing.

Mrs. Robert took the washed dishes from him and gave him a distressed look: "Go, you are not needed here."

John wiped his hands with a white towel and nodded politely, "I'm sorry."

Putting on a bulletproof suit, he took out the two Glock pistols at his waist. With a 'click', the bullets were loaded.

John lightly pulled the barrel of the gun, made sure the bullet was loaded successfully, inserted the pistol into the armed belt around his waist, pushed the door and walked out.

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

Sweeping 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, there are more people standing.

But their intentions are different from these people. They are just to watch the fun. It doesn't matter to them who wins or loses.

John sighed weakly, "What's wrong?"

A two-meter tall white strong man with a skull tattoo on his neck walked 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 Jason? Haven't come back yet!"

John frowned: "Before answering your question, I want to make a correction. The leader of the organization cannot be called by his first name. It must be called Boss, or Mr. Walter."

Hearing this, the strong man and the people behind him all grinned with disdain.

The strong man provocatively said: "I can call him whatever I want, as long as I like it, I can also call him Puppy."

John's heart was burning with anger, but he still held it back and said in his usual calm voice: "Count the time, 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 this statement of John.

Think about it too, if the same routine is repeated three times, there are still a few fools who will believe it.

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

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

"If you want to quit the organization, you have to wait for the boss to come back. You can only leave with his approval."

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

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

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

John's voice suddenly increased, but the strong man's eyes were not afraid.

"Hehe...hehe..."

The group of prisoners behind the strong man smiled grimly as they took out the weapons that came out of the prison and pointed at John's head.

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