At night, Los Angeles, the city of angels, is noisy and bustling, full of young men and women who travel at night looking for excitement, and no one knows how much darkness and sin is hidden under this bustling international metropolis.

In a quiet and dimly lit alleyway east of Los Angeles, two unconscious black men lay on the ground.

Next to the two black men, there was a man wearing a mask, he counted the bills in his hand, a total of more than eight hundred dollars, this money was expected to be a little different, and he couldn't help frowning and looked at the two people who passed out on the ground, didn't it say that drug dealers in the United States are very rich? Why, these two guys together don't even pay a thousand dollars.

Forget it, more than 800 is more than 800, anyway, you only need to pay enough money for rent.

The masked man stuffed the money into his pocket without disgust, squatted down and took out two Nokia straight phones from the drug dealer who had passed out on the ground, and then walked out of the dim alleyway contentedly.

When he walked out of the alleyway and arrived at the bustling street market outside, the masked man looked at the crowds of people coming and going, found a place where no one noticed, took off the mask on his face, and threw it into the garbage bin on the side.

Under the illumination of the neon lights, you can clearly see that the man who took off the mask is Gu Ren!

It turned out that in the evening, Gu Ren had already negotiated the price with the landlord upstairs in Wesley, the rent of three hundred dollars per month, perhaps because the house was very dilapidated, the landlord did not ask Gu Ren to pay a deposit, as long as he paid the money, he could move in.

Gu Ren only had a few dozen dollars on him at that time, so he could only find an excuse to go back and move his luggage and come to rent it tomorrow.

It took a little time to find two guys who were selling hi grass, and the next thing was much simpler, taking advantage of the other party's sale, Gu Ren greedily and shamelessly seized the fruits of the labor of these two people, in the name of helping the American people fight the illegal hi grass industry!

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Inside a hotel.

Gu Ren lay on the bed and began to think about his next move.

Now that I know Wesley, judging from his performance, there should be no contact with those people in the Assassin Organization, and the timeline may be before the plot of the movie, so there are many points that can be manipulated.

First of all, the mission is roughly divided into three goals; Eradicate the Assassin Order, kill its leader, Sloane, and save Firefox, who had an affair with Wesley.

The three most difficult objectives to accomplish should be the elimination of the Assassin Order and the killing of the Order's leader, Sloane.

The Assassin Order was hidden in a textile factory on the outskirts of Los Angeles, and the textile workers inside were all killers of this organization, numbering about seventy or eighty people, and it was not ruled out that there were also hidden killers.

Those hidden killers are not considered for the time being, and the seventy or eighty killers in the textile factory who are proficient in various assassination techniques are not something that Gu Ren can solve alone.

As for Sloane, the leader of the Killer Organization, this old man can actually make bullets turn!

In the face of this kind of person who is almost equivalent to a special function, Gu Ren doesn't want to confront the other party head-on, although his revolver marksmanship is very powerful, but the other party can make the bullet bend, and if he doesn't pay attention to it a little, the bullet will hit the back of the head, and the body armor he is wearing is useless!

As for the task of saving Firefox, it should be the easiest, as long as the death of Firefox is avoided, it should be considered completed, right?

So the hardest part is to eradicate the killer organization and take out the old guy Sloane.

Gu Ren squinted slightly, thinking about his next plan.

……

At this time, in the suburbs of Los Angeles, in an abandoned factory in No. 17 Textile Mill, the house was brightly lit, and an old black man stood in front of a textile machine that was some years old with a pen and paper, bending down to carefully observe the special code on the linen fiber.

“7-21-22-5-15……”

“gu ren？”

Looking at the cracked name, the old black man frowned.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and the old black man immediately stuffed the note in his hand into his pocket and took out a note that had been prepared a long time ago.

"How's that going, Mr. Sloane? Is the name on the loom a cross? A young brown-haired woman strode over, her thick lips and proud posture were really sexy.

"See for yourself." Sloan handed the note to the brown-haired woman.

There is a string of numbers on the note, and the corresponding letters are underneath, and when combined, it is the name of the cross, "Cross".

The brown-haired girl frowned, still a little incredulous and said, "I didn't expect him to really rebel!" Cross is the Brotherhood's top killer! ”

Sloan glanced at the brown-haired woman and said in a long and philosophical tone, "Fawkes, people change, Cross betrayed the Brotherhood, abandoned the faith we have always believed in, and fate sensed his future sins, so let's eradicate him and prevent the world from falling into chaos again." ”

"What do you want me to do? Find someone to get rid of him? Firefox Fox raised a slender eyebrow.

Sloane shook his head and said, "Cross is the most powerful killer of the Brotherhood in the past ten years, not only has he mastered the spear throwing technique, but also with his special talent physique, he has brought the spear throwing technique to the extreme, and you are not his opponent together." ”

"X doesn't work either?" Firefox couldn't help but be surprised, even though she knew that the cross was very powerful, and there were few tasks that he couldn't accomplish, but Sloane had rated him a little too highly.

Sloan said: "X is not good, although his spear throwing skills are not weak, but in terms of physique, he is just an ordinary person, far from being the opponent of the cross." ”

Hearing this, Fawkes's face turned pale, but then he found that Sloane's face was calm and indifferent, and he didn't feel troubled by the strength of the cross at all, "You've already figured out a countermeasure, right?" ”

"Not bad."

Sloane nodded, "The cross is very strong, strong in his gifted physique, but this physique is not unique to the cross, there are still people in the world who have this physique. ”

"Who?"

"Wesley."

After saying a name, Sloan paused for a few seconds and continued: "Cross has a son, Wesley, who inherited Cross's genes, and also has this gifted physique, at the moment of the explosion, the heart rate can reach 400 beats per minute, and at the same time, a large amount of adrenaline produced is transfused into the bloodstream, making him see farther and see more clearly, and his reaction speed is more agile. ”

"Cross has a son? Where did you know that? Fawkes' eyes widened, she didn't expect Cross to get married and have children!

Sloan said meaningfully, "There are no secrets in the world that I don't know." ”

"Okay, so what do you want me to do?" Fawkes shrugged her shoulders, she knew that Sloane, as the leader of the Brotherhood, naturally had a more advanced intelligence channel than her.

Sloan said, "I'll give you an address, and when you find Wesley, bring him over, we need to train him as an opponent for Cross." ”

Fawkes frowned, "Aren't they father and son??" ”

"Wesley didn't know who his real father was." Sloan said lightly: "Cross betrayed the organization, but I have to admit that he is the top killer, this young man named Wesley has the talent of Cross, as long as he hones it a little, he may not be the second Cross." ”

"But cultivating a top killer is not something that can be done in a short period of time!"

"I believe in Wesley's talent, and of course I believe that Cross will not kill his own son." A dark smile crossed Sloane's lips.

"I'll help you find this young man named Wesley." Fawkes took a deep look at Sloan before leaving, this plan is really despicable enough, to train a son who doesn't know the truth to face off against his biological father.

Looking at the back of the departing firefox, Sloan silently took out the note that he had stuffed into his pocket, looked at the name on it, frowned, and then tore the note apart.

Whoever the name on the loom was, it didn't matter at this point, because Sloane's goal was Cross Cross.

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