"Gin, how do you feel?" Anthony looked at Gin who had just sat up from the bed.

Gin moved his limbs slightly, carefully felt his current state, and showed a happy smile on his face: "It's better than ever!" ”

"Good!" It seems that it has succeeded, and Anthony is also happy for the other party: "In this case, our plan is more certain." ”

It's really in vain that during this time, Anthony endured mental pressure and carried out crazy dreams. Finally, by controlling the subconscious of some big people, he succeeded in getting together the need of the Assassin League to make ordinary people have the ability to change their heartbeat and quickly stimulate adrenaline.

Originally, according to the cross, the success rate of this method was only 50%, half to half of the chance. So Anthony was ready for Gin's failure this time, but he didn't expect it to succeed, it seems that God wants Anthony to make a big fuss in this world.

In an elegant and chic café, Cross looked at the gin in front of him in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be able to get those things, and you just happened to meet the 50% chance." ”

Anthony smiled, but did not answer, but asked with some interest, "How is it?" Is the taste of revenge pleasant? ”

"There is no hatred between me and him, and the reason why I killed him was guided by fate," the cross said with a reverent face.

When Anthony saw his expression, he couldn't help but shudder in his heart. The power of faith is so powerful that even such a wise and ruthless killer worships at its feet.

Naturally, the cross saw Anthony's expression, but he didn't say anything. Because in his opinion, the magical power of fate is not something that a mortal like Anthony can understand.

"Tell me, what's the matter with coming to me this time?" Realizing that he and people like Anthony were not speculative, Cross went straight to the point: "I don't remember how well I knew you kidnappers, and I seemed to warn you the last time you let me go, and the next time you see me, you will probably be greeted with a bullet." ”

Although Anthony knew that the cross might not have the intention of killing now, but he was stared at by a top killer like this, Anthony still felt a little frightened, he still didn't have enough strength, how could he be so passive if his strength was enough! Anthony was even more determined in his thoughts: "I wonder what Mr. Carlos will do to the Brotherhood next?" ”

"What are you asking for?" Carlos was alarmed.

Ignoring his vigilance, Anthony said meaningfully, "As far as I know, Sloane seems to have had a plan to kill you by training your son to make him happen. It seems that your son is now training at the headquarters of the Brotherhood, don't you have any ideas, Mr. Carlos? ”

The cross said with a gloomy face, "What exactly do you want to say?" ”

Anthony continued to ignore his question, "I also heard the news that it seems that the upper echelons of the Brotherhood seem to be on the list of the loom of destiny right now. ”

"So what!" Carlos seemed to understand what Anthony meant by this to himself, but it was precisely because he understood that he found it incredible. Even with his own strength, he has been in a state of being hunted down for so many years of confrontation with the Brotherhood. Although it will hurt them to fight back occasionally, it will not hurt their roots, and now this person in front of him has actually moved his brain to the fraternity, he is simply crazy!

"Do you want to solve this problem with us once and for all?" Anthony had a hideous smile on his face, looking at Anthony's smile, somehow, at this moment, the cross remembered the goal of one of the most dangerous missions he had ever carried out - a giant whose words could decide the life and death of tens of thousands of people!

Textile Factory No. 17, an old textile mill that is not remarkable in the city.

From the outside, this textile factory seems to be quite ordinary, and who would have thought that this textile factory is actually the headquarters of an Assassin organization that has been passed down for more than a thousand years.

Today, the textile mill is not in operation, and Brotherhood Assassins dressed as workers gather in twos and threes to talk to each other in the factory, as do several high-ranking Brotherhood officials.

"Why hasn't the chief come back yet? It's been days. ”

"yes, the leader has already been killed by the traitor of the cross!"

"Probably not, although the guy on the cross is powerful, the leader is not bad."

"Will there be anything delayed?"

"That's too long, although the leader has disappeared before, but it has never been this long."

"yes, now that the plan is going to a critical moment, that guy has finished training, it's time for the leader to arrange the execution of the plan, why is he gone?"

……

While several high-ranking Brotherhood officials were discussing the whereabouts of their leader, Sloane, and whether or not to start sending Wesley to carry out the plan to kill the cross now, suddenly the men in charge of guarding the gate reported that someone had sent a box with the words Sloane on it.

The eyes of several high-ranking officials of the Brotherhood flickered a few times, and the butcher stepped forward and asked, "Has the box been checked?" ”

"It's been checked, and it doesn't seem to have any explosives in it through scanning." The reporter nodded, as the person in charge of guarding the gate of the Brotherhood headquarters, they also have the obligation to check and prevent dangerous objects and people from approaching the Brotherhood headquarters, so of course they have checked.

"Bring it in," several senior cadres looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

The box was brought in, and several senior cadres glanced at each other, and one of the repairmen flickered a few times and took the lead in speaking: "Now the leader is not here, and I can't contact him, otherwise, let's check this box together, maybe there will be something important." ”

The butcher glared at the repairman and emphatically said, "This is for the chief!" ”

Fawkes said, "Let's see, maybe there's some clue in there, we need the leader to arrange the plan to kill the cross now." ”

After that, several cadres expressed their opinions, and finally voted and decided to open the box and take a look.

Although the texture of the box is very hard and the lock is very delicate, everyone here is the elite of this industry, and it is easy to open this box. The contents made them horrified: "How is that possible? This is?! Chieftain!!! ”

"Not good!" Everyone here is the elite of this industry, and after being shocked, they all realized that it was not good and began to stay away from this place, but it was too late by this time.

"Boss, you've entered the designated position," Gin reminded with a pair of monitors.

Anthony opened his eyes when he heard this: "Let's start!" ”

As soon as Gin pressed the remote control, a sound that ordinary people could not hear came from the box containing Sloane's corpse, and in an instant, all the people who were shrouded in this sound wave range only felt that their qi and blood began to roll, their headaches were splitting, their limbs were weak, their eyes began to blur, and their heartbeat began to speed up disorderly.

"Bastard!"

"What is this?!"

"Damn! Damn it! ”

……

All the killers in this range fell to the ground and wailed, and a few did not reach them, and the one who wanted to help them stepped into this sonic range also followed in the footsteps of these people.

"Mr. Carlos, there's no problem with your son being handed over to you, right?" Anthony asked, turning his head.

Cross glanced at Anthony and Gin jealously, and said coldly, "He won't be an obstacle to you." ”

At this moment, the infrasound frequency weapon that was placed in that box because of Anthony's overload this time finally couldn't bear it, and it was completely scrapped with a bang.

"So...... Let's do it! Anthony heard the sound too, of course, but it was expected by him. It is cost-effective to exchange such a black technology product produced by a laboratory in the American world for the thousand-year-old collection of their brotherhood!