"Hello," Wesley greeted, "you're ......"

"I'm your father's guide, a Templar of the Templar Order, Zhou Yi," Zhou Yi said, "Wesley, are you interested in spreading the fire?" ”

"Huh?" Wesley was stunned.

"Let's talk about these things later," Carlos looked black, a little unhappy with Zhou Yi's improvisation that didn't follow the plan, "Let's get out of here first." ”

My son has just stepped into this world!

You can't give him a little more time to get used to it and let him make his own decisions......

Carlos thought about it, and he was a little weak.

Because, he also knew that he was able to know the true situation of the Assassin League now, and successfully recognized Wesley, completely relying on Zhou Yi's help.

Moreover, in its current form, it seems that Wesley joining the Templar Order is also the best choice.

But......

Maybe this is the instinct from his father, although Carlos knows that this matter is irreversible and he is completely unreasonable, but he can't be completely rational, but will be biased towards his son Wesley.

"That's right," Zhou Yi nodded, "Let's get out of here first, and then we'll talk in detail when we get to the safe house." ”

Carlos quickly picked up his belongings, and the three of them left the place together, and Wesley didn't have a problem with that.

He knew that he would not be able to come back for a long time.

But, if you think about it carefully, what does he need to bring, what is worth remembering?

A bank card that doesn't have much of a deposit?

Some clothes that have been worn for years, washed and washed?

A girlfriend who fools around with her "best friend"?

A position that is simply tortured and paid so low that it is outrageously low?

A fat boss who always troubles himself?

All in all, all of the above things just flashed through Wesley's mind, and he just left them behind.

Looking back over the past 20 years, what Wesley has, what is valuable, what is worth taking with him, is almost nothing.

Now, however, overnight, he has a lot of valuable things.

A dreamlike experience, the first kidnapping, the first time to see a life-and-death shootout.

A father who has been taking care of himself, albeit in a way he doesn't like.

A magical pedigree that allows you to see the trajectory of bullets and even react to them...... Although I thought it was an anxiety disorder before, I have been taking medication to suppress it.

A mysterious organization known as the Knights Templar, and a group of enemies affiliated with an organization called the Assassin Brotherhood.

All of this made Wesley feel novel, surprised, and shocked.

Overnight, he abandoned the past and walked towards a new life, completely different from his previous life, a new, exciting and wonderful life!

……

"So, our enemies, are they the Assassins?" Wesley asked curiously.

He can now be described as energetic.

Zhou Yi glanced at Carlos, whose face was a little dark, chuckled, and said to Wesley, "Yes." ”

They are now in the car, the people who are driving...... It's Carlos.

Zhou Yi wanted to drive, but was sternly rejected by Carlos.

Previously, Zhou Yi came here by plane from the Continental Hotel in New York, and Carlos went to pick him up.

Then, Zhou Yi found that Carlos's car looked very good.

So, he had a bit of itchy hands, so he showed Carlos a wave of magic of "turning keys into keys empty-handed".

When Carlos looked confused and couldn't figure out the situation at all, Zhou Yi dragged him to the co-pilot of the car, and then took him on a "comfortable city tour".

Afterwards......

Carlos even turned on the Assassin bloodline, which was able to barely stop his vertigo and desire to vomit.

Since then, Carlos has resolutely determined one thing, that is, when he is in the car, absolutely, absolutely, he must not let Zhou Yi drive!

Carlos is very skeptical, if it is replaced with a classic car, according to Zhou Yi's operation method, it is estimated that it will have to be scrapped directly on the road!

"But......" Wesley looked at Carlos, "...... Forehead...... I...... Father, isn't he an assassin? ”

Wesley had some difficulty uttering the word "father," but he said it anyway.

Carlos' hand trembled faintly, and the car he was carrying trembled.

Before, Wesley didn't call it that way when he was rescued by Carlos.

But for Carlos, who had watched Wesley grow up for many years, but had never heard Wesley call him that way before today, how could one sound be enough?

"Why don't I drive?" Zhou Yi noticed the change just now, and said that he was very uneasy about Carlos's driving skills, and planned to show him his driving skills as a car god.

"Even if I die, die outside, or just jump out of the car, I won't be able to ride in your car again!" Carlos said seriously.

Hearing this, Zhou Yi gasped.

"Odd and even the same?" Zhou Yi tried to ask in Chinese.

There was silence in the car, and Wesley and Carlos looked confused.

Their puzzled gaze made Zhou Yi breathe a sigh of relief: "It's okay, that's a special code, you don't have to care." ”

"Cipher?" Wesley asked curiously, "What kind of code for?" ”

"This is another organization's code, you remember, but don't use it," Zhou Yi said seriously and seriously.

"If someone from this organization uses this code, it will be a loss of people and money, and at worst, it will be wiped out!"

"What kind of organization is so terrible?" Wesley craned his neck.

"Well, it's a long story," Zhou Yi said with emotion, "It's all a group of poor people who can't find their way home......"

"Can you stop talking nonsense?" Carlos said helplessly, he really couldn't stand Zhou Yi fooling his son like a fool...... At least that's what he thinks.

"Forget it, the topic is off, let's talk about the previous thing," Zhou Yi didn't insist, anyway, it was just a temporary joke.

"Your father, Carlos, was previously the Master Assassin of the Assassin Brotherhood, but because of the problems with the leader of the Assassin Brotherhood, he was about to defect."

Carlos: "......"

Can you use words better?

"Ahem!" Carlos decided to save some of his image, coughed lightly and said, "It's not a mutiny, it's that the Assassin Brotherhood has deviated from its original principles, they are no longer fighting for fate, but for profit, so I don't bother to be with them!" ”

"......" Wesley was silent for a moment.

"Isn't that a mutiny?"

PS: I hope everyone can find their own wonderful life!