What happens when you mix a psychotic South African gun dealer, some sadomasochistic arms-dealing Russians, a bar bouncer who made his bones in Afghanistan, a Buddhist stripper, a man-killing woman detective, assorted highly skilled dark side shooters, and the sunniest down-home female assassin on the market?
Things get WYLDE.
Lyrical sex. Poetic violence. And poetry.
For adults only. Rated R for graphic sex, violence, language and mordant humor.
JOHNNY WYLDE.
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