Chapter 160: The Temple Trial
"Sloane, we're in big trouble!" Firefox hurried to Sloane, the leader of the League of Assassins, with the face of the famous black actor Morgan Freeman. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Looks like you're in some serious trouble!" Sloan put down the book in his hand.
"You look like you've been through a battle, and besides, the target I want you to bring back isn't with you, did you lose to that traitor to the Cross?"
Sloan took a closer look at the fire fox, and saw that the long dress that was supposed to be sexy and fashionable became tattered at this time, and it looked like some kind of garbage composed of pieces of cloth, not only that, but there were some obvious wounds on the body and face of the fire fox.
"I didn't come across a cross! In fact, I didn't arrive at the convenience store at all, let alone contact the target. Halfway through, I was intercepted by a strange young man with an oriental face! Firefox said in a hurried tone.
"Oriental youth? We've rarely been targeting an Asian, so let's talk about how he fought you and how you fought him off. Sloan thought about it, it seemed that the alliance didn't have any enemies from Asia, so it was better to get more information from Firefox.
"I didn't repel that strange oriental, because I was no match for him at all, and the bullets had no effect on him!" Firefox shook her head, rejecting Sloane's speculation that she had repelled the Orientals.
"Shhh Sloan was surprised, he knew the fighting power of the Firefox very well, and the Firefox was already a good hand in the alliance, otherwise the task of contacting the son of the cross would not be handed over to the Firefox. But Firefox now admits that he is no match for that person, and also says that the bullet is ineffective against that person?
"What do you mean by bullets that don't work for him? Does it mean that he has bullet time to dodge bullets, or something else? Sloan asked solemnly.
"Nope." Firefox showed a worried expression, "I mean that a bullet can hit him, but it can't hurt him, at most it can make him take a few steps back." ā
"Are you sure? Did the bullet hit him? Sloan didn't expect this to happen, if he could still say that he could dodge bullets, then he was completely immune to bullets hitting his body, this superpower was too domineering!
"Pretty sure! Moreover, that Oriental can still fly. It was levitated from the ground, rushed into the air like a rocket, and flew away. He flies at a high speed, and according to my sights, his speed should not be less than 700 kilometers per hour. ā
Afraid that Sloan would not be able to understand what he meant, Firefox explained Tanke's flight in great detail this time.
"It's a terrible situation." Sloane, after listening to Firefox's explanation, came to such a conclusion.
First of all, the enemy has excellent hand-to-hand combat abilities, as evidenced by Firefox's wounds, then the enemy also has superpowers of flight and bullet immunity, and finally, the fact that the enemy can ambush Firefox on his way to the convenience store shows that the enemy knows an extraordinary amount about the Assassin League, but he knows nothing about them.
"Did the enemy leave any information about their identities?" Sloan asked casually, he didn't expect to get any information from Firefox, after all, this was reality and not a TV series, and the attackers wouldn't take the time to report to their homes for dramatic effect.
However, Sloan really guessed wrong this time.
"He said that he belonged to the Templar Order, and stated that from now on, the Templars would declare war on the Assassin Alliance." Firefox said.
"Templars? Was it the Templars who were descendants of the Crusaders? ā
Sloan couldn't help but be surprised, as a learned leader, Sloan certainly knew about this group of knights with a red cross and a white background. However, they must have been active 800 years ago, and the Templar Order was destroyed by King Philip IV of France during the Black Friday operation, almost 700 years after today. It's as ridiculous as telling Sloan that his long-dead grandmother crawled out of her grave to smoke his ass.
"I don't know, the man didn't reveal any more information. After saying this, he flew away. ā
After saying this, Firefox stood quietly waiting for Sloane's decision.
Sloan also seemed very troubled at this time, and at the critical juncture of facing the powerful lethality of the Cross, an unknown organization suddenly popped up to declare war on him, which was really not good news.
However, Sloane is not a mediocre person, and he will not waste too much time on things he can't understand, anyway, according to the Templar, they will take the initiative to come to the door to trouble the Assassin League in the future, and then the soldiers will come to cover up the water and earth. It seems that the plan to deal with the traitor's cross needs to be quietly revised, and what the Assassin League needs at the moment is a complete contraction.
"Go down and rest first. There will be a difficult time for the organization to come, and each of us needs to be ready for it. Sloan instructed Firefox as he stood aside.
"Yes." Firefox nodded respectfully and turned to leave.
British branch of the Knights Templar.
After being transformed by the Virus of Desperation, Wesley is being trained by an instructor sent by the Templars.
"Fighting requires not only strong physical fitness, but more importantly, the courage to face death!"
In front of Wesley, a white instructor with a naked body is transmitting a martial man's creed to Wesley. Wesley, who had already tested the magic of his body, such as his infinite strength and ability to repair wounds automatically and control fire, pursed his lips in disdain when he heard the instructor's words. What courage is not courageous, no matter how courageous you are, can you still beat me now?
"Some people don't seem to agree with that, and that's good. I'll give him a chance to prove himself. The instructor saw the look of disdain on Wesley's face at a glance, and he was not angry. He just slowly wrapped a strip of cloth around his fist.
"Are you going to challenge me?" The instructor stood in front of Wesley, and at this moment, Wesley suddenly felt that the instructor in front of him, who was still smiling just now, seemed to be a different person, and the instructor's body exuded a sharp smell, like a sharp blade that had been unsheathed.
Wesley suddenly had a feeling that although he had gained superhuman strength, if he really fought with the person in front of him, he would still die, and he would die a miserable death.
However, this is just a training session. In any case, it was impossible for the people of the temple to go to such great lengths to recruit themselves, to give money and to reform themselves, just to get an instructor to beat them to death. Knowing that he wouldn't be in danger, and Wesley wondered how powerful he was now, the Scotsman decided to give it a try.
The instructor stood across from Wesley and smiled at Wesley, "Shall we begin?" ā
"Hmm." Wesley didn't dare to be careless, his eyes fixed on the instructor opposite.
When the instructor made sure that Wesley was ready, he didn't immediately start his stance, but walked towards Wesley with a relaxed gait. Although Wesley didn't know martial arts, he could also see that the instructor's footwork seemed to have a special rhythm, unlike ordinary people walking, the instructor's footsteps were more like a dance than walking.
Wesley guessed right, this instructor had learned some kung fu. He was born in China to ethnic Russians, his father served in the army of the Republic, he was also selected for the army because of his excellent physical fitness, because of his Caucasian face, after he had a period of training, he was sent to Europe for intelligence work. This time, he was also specially seconded to the UK to cooperate with Tan Ke to play this big play.
When Wesley was still staring at the instructor with a dry mouth, a cruel smile appeared on the instructor's face, and his whole temperament changed.
In the next second, the instructor's body rushed in front of Wesley like a sharp sword, and the fist wrapped in gauze slammed into Wesley's face like a cannonball.
Although Wesley has been transformed by the Desperate Virus, he has not experienced any angry fighting, and he has not even had time to learn the most basic fighting skills, even if he has a fast reflex nerve, but Wesley does not have the fighting consciousness to match his body, and in the face of such a punch, Wesley only feels a strong fist wind blowing in his face. Then, Wesley was surprised to find himself flying in mid-air.
Bang!
When Wesley fell heavily to the ground, he found that his cheeks were numb and painful, and it turned out that he had just been knocked down by the instructor's punch.
"Are you such an embroidered pillow?" The instructor, who was standing tall in front of Wesley, raised his chin at him, then jerked out his leg and stepped into Wesley's abdomen. If Wesley is grounded this time, he will probably really vomit blood.
Fortunately, at this critical moment, Wesley's physical fitness finally came into play, and the transformed body jumped to the side like a fish struggling to jump under the mobilization of Wesley's consciousness.
Rumble!
The instructor's feet stomped heavily on the ground, and this one foot was extremely fierce, and cracks appeared on the solid white floor tiles.
"It's still a bit interesting!" The instructor chuckled, quickly retracted his feet, and then made a gesture of please to Wesley, who was standing up.
"Boy, it's your attack this time!" After saying this, the instructor returned to that lazy posture and just went to that station casually. But Wesley didn't dare to relax in the slightest, in his eyes, the instructor had turned into a fierce cheetah, and now he was just napping.
But Haikou was boasted before, and now it's too late to regret it! Wesley gritted his teeth, still lucky, and with all his strength, he roared and raised his fist and rushed towards the instructor not far away.
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(To be continued.) )