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I Became the Top Killer in the John Wick Multiverse

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After dying in an accident, I woke up in the world of John Wick. No cheat system, no female lead, no mainstream plot—only a rusty Proficiency Panel that barely shows anything. Rent overdue, girlfriend gone, memories sealed, and a creepy landlady knocking at midnight… my life was already a mess. Until I rescued a beagle wearing a tag that said Daisy. That night, John Wick himself told me: “The Continental Hotel will be waiting for you at 8.” From that moment on, my bloody journey as a killer began. Bullets, blades, and legends—if I want to survive in this stitched universe of assassins and spies, I have only one choice: Train like hell, and kill like the best. 【Various Films + Stitched Universe + Proficiency Panel + High-Energy Gunfight + Famous Scenes + Official Rant + No Mainstream System + No Female Lead + Tribute to Classics】 [Stories already started: John Wick 1-2 | Mr. & Mrs. Smith | The Assassin's Creed | 007 Prequel | The Hitman's Bodyguard 1-2 | The Fate of the Furious | Fable Prequel | Kingsman: The Golden Circle | Red 1 | The Expendables 1 | Waistband | Three Days to Die | Mission: Impossible 4] [Stories to be started: Fast & Furious 5 | Prequel to The New World | Kingsman: The Golden Circle | Prequel to Twin Wolves | Prequel to Agent 47 | Prequel to Special Forces | Fury Rescue | Fury | The Mechanic | etc. etc. etc. etc. ... Too many to list.] -------------------------------- 70 advanced chapters are now available on Patreon!
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