Satisfied, Luke flexed his hand and nodded. It was almost done.
Once he was more familiar with the intelligence and was better at imitating various behavioral and speech patterns, he should have a chat with that boogeyman hitman.
He would offer the other party terms he couldn't refuse, ensuring that they could negotiate a "transfer agreement".
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In New Jersey, John Wick poured dog food into the bowl at his feet. He looked at the dog that he had taken from the animal shelter, and couldn't help but rub its square head.
This dog was very obedient.
It hardly ever barked; it just played by itself, and could understand many commands.
John felt better after a few days; at least, it wasn't as unbearable as he thought it would be.
More than half of the injuries on his body had healed. Only some of his wounds still hurt, but he was fully recovered within a week.