Back at the factory, the cross sullenly shot at the humanoid target. He tried every possible way to keep his son out of the maelstrom of killers, but Wesley was still involved and fell into the hands of the murderous Brotherhood.

The cross was annoyed at the thought of Sloane's sanctimonious face, fearing that Wesley would be persecuted and what he would do if Sloane took Wesley's life......

"Are you worried about your son?" Russell came to the cross, pressed the bullet into the magazine, loaded it, and began to shoot without hurrying or slowing.

The cross snorted coldly, and asked knowingly, what parent can be ruthless and ignore the safety of their children?

Russell finished typing the magazine and said casually: "Actually, you don't have to worry, as long as you are alive for a day, Sloan will not be able to sleep and eat for a day, and your son will have the value of living." I bet I won't die if I get beaten up at most. ”

"I know what you say, but ......" Cross sighed dejectedly, "Wesley, my son's name, I left him and his mother behind before he could remember." On the one hand, he didn't want him to be hurt by the enemy, and on the other hand, he ......"

Speaking of the cross, Russell took over and continued: "On the other hand, he inherited your bloodline and has the potential to become a top killer, and you don't want him to have blood on his hands, you just want him to live as an ordinary person. ”

The cross looked at Russell in distress: "Why do you know again?" ”

Russell shrugged: "You know, because my parents were killers, and they didn't want me down this old path. ”

"Well, I'm a bit of a mess right now, and I almost forgot about it. By the way, your parents are qualified, they really love you! Cross said, thinking of himself and Wesley, and his expression darkened again.

"My parents were successful for a while, but you pulled me in again."

Russell opened his mouth to say badly, his words made the old cross face red, and he didn't dare to speak when he opened his mouth, no matter what he said, it was too against his will.

"Don't be decadent, if you have time to be a quiet scumbag uncle, you might as well think about how to get your son Wesley out, and sooner or later something will go wrong in the Brotherhood."

Cross looked at Russell deeply, probably because Wesley was in danger, and he lowered his guard against Russell, and said bluntly: "I have long ago made an assassination plan against the Brotherhood, and if nothing else, I can directly end their nest." ”

"Then let's go according to the plan!"

"I want to, too, but the time is not yet ripe! There are still quite a few core members of the Brotherhood, these people are top killers, and the success rate of the plan is very low until I deal with them, and I don't want to do meaningless things. ”

"Then Wesley is miserable, every time you kill a member of the Brotherhood, Wesley will be fed an oily fish......" Russell was talking venomously, seeing the cross's vicious eyes glaring at him, he decisively changed his words: "Well, without the happy fish, Wesley would be beaten up every five minutes at most, or every morning, you can receive spare parts from him." ”

"Shut up, or I'll kill you!" I swear! ”

Russell blinked: "I'll say one last sentence, I promise you'll like to hear it." ”

The cross was expressionless, looking directly at Russell, who was completely unconscious, and began to spoil, no, began to explain his analysis.

"Have you ever thought about another possibility, Wesley inherited your top killer bloodline, and if you cultivate it, you will be full of adrenaline, and Sloan may use him against you."

"This can't be, I'm Wesley's father, it's stupid to train Wesley to assassinate me!" The cross was categorically denied.

"It's because you're Wesley's father that Sloan does it even more, because you can't shoot Wesley......" Russell looked into the cross's eyes, shattering his illusions: "You're Wesley's father, but who knows?" Wesley didn't know anyway, he just knew that he didn't have a father since he was a child, didn't he? ”

Russell's words made the cross irrefutable, and he refused to accept this reality, forcibly justifying: "It's still impossible, Wesley is not that stupid!" ”

Sorry, your son is so stupid!

Russell clearly remembers that in the original book, Wesley, the unlucky man, never knew who his father was. Sloan tells him that he is the son of Big Back, who was killed by the Cross, and incidentally portrays Cross as a heinous villain who uses Wesley's determination to avenge his father and train him to be a top killer in his own right.

Thinking of this, Russell was suddenly stunned, because it was not a cross to kill the big back now...... It's him!

Damn, I've become Wesley's father-killer!?

Russell looked confused, he hadn't thought of this when he killed the big back before, but now that he thinks about it, it's really TM this truth.

Thinking that he became the father-killing enemy of the son of destiny, Russell had a sorrow of eggs, this is not a way to live!

"It would be terrible if they did train Wesley to be a killer, and I didn't want him to follow my path, but he was still ...... This damn fate. The cross was gloomy and sad, probably because of his own self-confidence, and he did not have the consciousness of being threatened by his son's life at all.

Russell decisively interjected: "Eliminate the Brotherhood, maybe you can live a normal life!" ”

"It's not that easy, the killer is not a cleaner, he doesn't change jobs if he wants to......"

"If you don't do it, you will definitely fail, and if you do it, there is still a little possibility, for the sake of your son, you should also fight for it." Russell said with a straight face, for the sake of my life, you should fight for it.

The cross was stunned, and after a while, he smiled: "You're right, I should fight for it, fate is not always fixed." ”

Looking at the refreshed cross, Russell nodded with satisfaction, with the cannon fodder of the cross in front to attract firepower, the sense of security skyrocketed: "Next, we start training, I want to learn a little new technology." Your long-range sniping is good, and when you counterattack the Brotherhood headquarters, I can cover you from 10 kilometers away! ”

"Sorry, the plans were disrupted, I don't have time to train you right now. In the days ahead, I'm going to speed up the cleansing of the Brotherhood, and the more I kill, the safer Wesley will be. ”

Russell was anxious: "Then what should I do, don't you plan to let me, a novice, cover you 10 miles away, right?" ”

Believe it or not, I'm going to blow your dog's head!

"Don't worry, although I can't train you, I know a pretty good guy, and I'll ask him to help train you." Cross picked up the post-it note, wrote it down, and quickly handed Russell an address.

Russell had a rough guess in his mind that in the original book, Cross was not alone in his fight against the Brotherhood, and that he had a reliable partner who provided him with special bullets.

The bad old man is a superficial phenomenon, and the person who can carve the warhead into a flower is definitely not ordinary, and he was the number one killer in the world 30 years ago!

Russell thought so, and Mei Zizi took the note and saw a string of addresses written on it, with a name attached.

“Mr. Smith！” Russell raised his eyebrows: "Who is he, your Robin?" ”

The moment he saw the name, Russell thought of the Smith couple, and then the question arose, Firefox and this Mr. What is Smith's relationship?

"He was a gunman I knew when I used to work, and he won the shooting championship at the National Games at the age of 10. If he hadn't been recruited by the army and signed a confidentiality treaty, he would have been an Olympic champion a long time ago! ”

"He works in the army?"

"No, he's the same as me, and he's turned into a killer."

Duke pondered for a moment, "Is he handsome?" ”

Cross looked at Russell with a strange expression, silently took two steps back, and thought of the oily fish that Russell mentioned earlier, his eyes instantly became vigilant.

"Damn, what's that look in your eyes?" Russell, realizing that his words were ambiguous, changed his words and said, "Well, my fault. To change the question again, is his wife beautiful? ”

The cross's eyes are even more weird, what do you want to do?

"Please, can you stop thinking nonsense, I don't mean that. Also, it's important to answer my question. ”

"As far as I know, he's a bachelor and a poor ghost, and he doesn't have a wife at the age of thirty, well, he doesn't even have a girlfriend!" Cross scoffed twice and continued, "Do you have any questions? ”

"Yes! Where did you work before? ”

“IRS！”

Russell was in awe when he heard this, no wonder the cross was so powerful, he was already a big man before he was a killer.