What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

Chapter 901 Strange: I’m impressed by you idiots!

"where is this place?"

John Wick's consciousness returned from the chaotic darkness.

When he slowly opened his eyes again, the setting sun was already hanging outside the window, illuminating half the sky red.

In other words, a conservative estimate is that he had been in a coma for more than twelve hours.

Judging from the color scheme of the room and the type of facilities, this is a medical institution.

And it is the kind that exists openly and honestly.

...In other words, I was caught after all.

Just as his breathing changed due to waking up, footsteps were heard outside the door.

John Wick subconsciously grabbed the sharp needle on the table, then closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be unconscious.

As the door opened, a tall doctor walked in, followed by a nurse.

"Mr. John Wick, I know you're awake. Your various physical parameters all prove this fact. There's no point pretending to be unconscious."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Stephen Strange, head of the FBI's medical department..." Stephen Strange said as he watched the personal terminal in his hand monitoring John Wick's physical parameters. "I know what I placed in this ward... Although you're not seriously injured, a syringe won't help you escape from here."

"How can you be so sure?" John Wick slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with scrutiny and amusement. "Now that you know my name, you should know that for me, killing is as easy as breathing."

"Yes, yes, you're right." Stephen Strange's attitude was rather perfunctory. He then casually pointed at the beautiful red-haired nurse following behind him and said, "Her name is Alice Winter, a nurse in the FBI's medical department... but she prefers to call herself Asa because she's a demon... Note that the demon I mentioned is not a metaphor or a reference."

John Wick's hand holding the syringe trembled when he heard this.

As a killer who has been in the underground world for so many years without any failure, he is of course aware of the countless supernatural forces in this world.

But when he actually met her, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

The beautiful red-haired nurse bent slightly, and her unfathomable career line caught everyone's attention.

but……

John Wick, however, didn't have the time to appreciate it.

Because when the nurse bent down, her foxy eyes were instantly filled with red light.

"Hello, assassin... You can call me Asa, but I prefer to be called Nightmare Nurse..." Nightmare Nurse smiled a somewhat cruel smile, "John Wick... You have a lot of lives on your hands! You can actually compete with those experienced field agents."

John Wick didn't say anything. He just silently put the syringe hidden in his hand back on the bedside.

Are you kidding? In this situation, even if he was given a set of sophisticated equipment, he would probably die without a burial place...

Then why is he still holding this broken syringe?

"Am I... under arrest?"

"It's hard for me to say. It depends on your own awareness." Stephen Strange's attitude was somewhat ambiguous. "My mission is just to make sure you have returned to normal... Others will explain the rest of the matter to you."

After Stephen Strange said this, he pulled open the curtain that isolated the space next to him.

John Wick followed his movements and looked to the other side of the curtain.

In addition to the bed he was lying on, there were six other beds lined up in a row.

The six people lying above were all looking over here.

Stephen Strange didn't explain anything to John Wick, but walked to the middle of the beds.

"Lee, I'm not saying anything, but could you guys stop being so familiar and come to the medical department to recuperate? Do you think you can just mess with the FBI's medical resources?"

"Oh my God, Dr. Strange... You are such a mean man. How could you be so cruel to a bedridden patient? How can you say such cold words with your 36-degree mouth?"

"That's because I have basic moral principles! Guys like you who end up in the hospital because of your girlfriends should be thrown off the roof of the FBI building."

"Humph! You're just jealous! You single bastard! It's just that you've been repeatedly frustrated in your pursuit of Dr. Christine Palmer recently! When will you fix that mouth of yours that can poison someone with just one lick? Then think about pursuing someone again!"

“…Don’t hit people in the face, and don’t expose their weaknesses when scolding them!”

"Who of us will reveal the secret first?"

Stephen Strange sighed.

He had no way to deal with a scoundrel like Li Chengfeng.

Although he was a poisonous tongue that was hated by both humans and gods, this level of insult was just a tickle to Li Chengfeng's face.

Thinking of this, Stephen Strange looked at the other people.

Tony Stark, Iron Man, FBI consultant and sponsor family member.

Clark Kent, Superman, FBI's official reporter.

Bruce Wayne, Batman, the FBI's biggest sponsor.

These three people plus Li Chengfeng are all sick here, and he really can't say a word.

Can't afford it!

Really untouchable!

The latest batch of medical equipment was donated by Tony Stark’s Stark Industries!

And the two big, stupid guys lying in the innermost...

I think their names are Coze and Angron?

Anyway, he is the Primarch of the human empire.

Stephen Strange had no opinion at all about the two of them...

Because these two unlucky guys were really beaten in by Li Chengfeng.

Even though he had amazing physical fitness, he still couldn't get out of bed for ten days or half a month.

"Strange, I know what you're going to say... The FBI's style has been completely distorted since the day Li Chengfeng was seconded from the Republic General Bureau."

A female voice sounded outside the door.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Black Widow.

"You finally showed up!" Li Chengfeng curled his lips and leaned against the headboard, saying lazily, "We haven't seen each other for five days. You look really good..."

"Really?" Compared to the listless and useless men, Black Widow was indeed radiant. She ruffled her hair and smiled contentedly, "These past few days... my dear little Lucy is really exhausted."

"She should have come here to spend some time as a sickbed."

"Lucy is the future president, how could she fail at this moment?"

Black Widow chuckled, then came to John Wick's bed, pulled out a pistol and pointed it at John Wick's forehead.

"I give you two choices: die or join the FBI."

"…Do I have a choice?"

"very good."

Black Widow nodded and pulled the trigger.

Then streamers burst out from the muzzle.

"Welcome to the FBI."