There was silence in the supermarket, making way for John Wick, who was wearing combat uniform and raising two vicious dogs.

Putting the heavy box on the ground, John Wick closed the door, wondering about the mist that was really shut out.

He sighed heavily. He didn't have the ability to explain this phenomenon. He just prayed that reinforcements would arrive quickly. He had been waiting all night.

"Sir? Do you know where this fog comes from?"

The supermarket manager in a red apron had just asked John Wick a question when an earthquake struck.

Amid the shaking, everyone crouched down with their heads in their hands. The two dogs were four-wheel drive, so they stood firm. John Wick also squatted on the ground and waited for the earthquake to stop.

The supermarket is built of iron sheets, and the curved ceiling is covered with steel bars. It is difficult to kill people if the curved structure is smashed down. Even if some chandeliers and hangtags fall, no harm will be caused.

After about a few minutes, the earthquake subsided and the supermarket became a mess.

Everyone in the supermarket looked at each other, and finally looked at John Wick. He looked like he was from the relevant department, and he now had the power.

When people are scared out of their wits, they want to be controlled by someone, otherwise they will be afraid even to go to the toilet.

"gentlemen?"

The supermarket manager who had spoken slowly stood up and looked at John Wick.

John Wick himself didn't know what to say. He just looked at the three people in military uniforms hiding in the crowd, pointed at them and said: "You should ask them first."

Everyone's eyes turned to the three men in military uniforms.

The three of them didn't expect that so many things would happen if they just put on military uniforms to show off in the supermarket during the holidays... so many things happened that they felt suffocated!

Everyone's gaze was like roasting them on a fire pit. Under the gaze of so many people, their pressure increased sharply.

At this time, John Wick took out the old actor's FBI ID from his pocket, "I'm here to investigate the incident, tell me."

After moving out of their official identities, the three soldiers were indeed shaken. After struggling for a while, they still told the truth.

The black soldier trembled and said: "The...base in the mountains, the scientists inside believe that there are other dimensions in this world, and then they want to build one..."

"Window!" The fat soldier took over, sped up, and told everything he knew. "They built a window. They wanted to see what the other world is like through this window, these fogs and monsters.

Maybe he came out of it, but we only know this..."

"A window?" A middle-aged woman with brown hair suddenly walked out of the crowd, with a sarcastic smile on her face, "Your window has become a door, right?"

The last soldier noticed the unkind looks from the people around him and retorted anxiously, "It's not ours, it's those scientists!"

"Oh, to scientists, to scientists!" The brown-haired middle-aged woman spoke in a strange tone.

John Wick, who had collected the information, had no need to continue listening and interrupted: "I understand, reinforcements will arrive soon...just stay quiet."

After speaking, he found a corner, placed the two large boxes there, and sat on them waiting for support to arrive.

In fact, he didn't have the confidence to say that. The reinforcements he called yesterday have not come yet. Now that the fog has enveloped the town, the reinforcements still have not arrived. I really don't know when we will see the so-called reinforcements...

After hearing what John Wick said, the others felt relieved and immediately prepared to find a place to wait for someone to save them.

At this time, another woman with short hair stepped forward and said, "Wait a minute...are we just waiting in the supermarket?"

When everyone looked at her, the expression on the woman's face was very anxious and nervous.

"My two children are still at home. They are only seven years old. They sometimes forget how to take care of themselves."

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After talking about her difficulties, she looked at John Wick who was sitting in a corner of the supermarket. This FBI agent might be the only one here who could help her.

"Sir, please... I have to go home."

John Wick thought for a moment, stood up, and really planned to send this lady home.

There is no need to criticize a mother who cares about her children for not understanding the atmosphere and waiting for reinforcements to arrive for who knows how long.

It doesn't matter if you leave the semi-mechanical modified dog to guard the supplies and accompany the lady to pick up the child. You can also continue to observe the strength of the monsters in the fog and collect data.

He stood up, grabbed his rifle and walked outside the supermarket.

John Wick's actions won everyone's admiration, as well as the woman's gratitude.

Nothing else besides that...

John Wick waited all night for support, still at the Virginia border.

Running wildly in a storm is not a pleasant experience. Although it is no longer raining, the rainwater that seeped into the gaps in the armor is still freezing cold.

The galloping speed of the war horses has slowed down, not because the horses can't run anymore, but because they are about to reach the town of Derry.

Father Marshall still stood upright on the hoverboard, his expression still high, and he walked on the water with the ten knights.

There was a lot of water on the interstate highway, and the metal-wrapped horseshoes stepped on the small puddles and splashed a lot of water.

"We are about to reach the supply point. Knights will not die on the journey! Cheer up, everyone!" Father Marshall saw several armored vehicles with friendly signs approaching from a distance, and immediately shouted to the knights to cheer them up.

This was an expedition that must be recorded in the history books. They marched all the way across most of the United States, using flight systems during the day and driving on the interstate highway at night. It took them a day and a night to reach the town of Derry.

This seemingly retarded operation is actually a test of faith and will.

The knight rode on his horse for a day and a night, feeling pain everywhere except his buttocks. These physical pains were a test that must be endured before fighting the devil. Once he failed to pass, it meant that his willpower was not strong enough, and the devil's power was probably

It will interfere with their minds and control their souls!

Father Marshall did not allow the knights of the Crusaders to behave like that. The devil should fear them, not them fear the devil!

Even though the ten knights were very exhausted, their high-spirited chivalry spirit was still firm and shining, vented through their uniform roars, "Expedition! Expedition! Expedition!"

"Very good children!" Father Marshall's voice softened and he praised.

The armored vehicle turned around not far in front of the war horse, honked its horn twice, and drove into a muddy path.

The war horse turned to follow. After advancing a few hundred meters, the dense woods parted to both sides, and the field of vision suddenly became clearer.

The sunshine after the rainstorm fell on the knights' gorgeous golden armor, shining a dazzling light spot.
Chapter completed!