The black man had a gun pointed at Wesley's head and gave him a gun to shoot into the wings of flies flying around the trash can.

Oh, my God!

Wesley swore that old must have gone crazy to let him shoot a fly in the wings with a gun?!

Wesley was about to cry.

But it's no use crying.

If he doesn't shoot, the person behind him with a gun to his head will burst into fireworks.

He was on the verge of a breakdown, but he didn't know what was going on, and the panic that had been bothering him disappeared in an instant, and a strange feeling came over that he had never felt before.

He fired six shots in a row, magically breaking six wings, six flies' wings.

It wasn't until the black man who called himself Sloan took three flies that had lost their wings into his hands that he really realized that he really did it!

He's done the impossible.

"It can't be!"

Wesley muttered to himself as he stared at the three wingless flies in his palm.

He pulled out the sedative he had with him and tried to swallow a few tablets, but was immediately snatched away.

Sloane, who had snatched it, casually threw the medicine in the trash and looked back at Wesley, "A lot of things would have been impossible for you before today, but you have to know that you're not suffering from panic attacks. ”

"Not panic attacks?" Wesley was a little confused.

"That's right," Sloane nodded, "your heart beats more than four hundred times a minute, pumping a lot of adrenaline into your bloodstream, giving you extraordinary vision and reflexes, which only one out of every hundred million people in the world can have, and we call this ability latent." ”

Latent ability is equivalent to the individual characteristics of the system evaluation, but the name is different.

Sloan continued, "Wesley, your father has this ability, and you have it too, with a little practice, you can overcome your panic and master this ability. ”

The League of Assassins discovered a thousand years ago that there are very few people in the world who possess very powerful latent abilities, and used it to keep the League alive for thousands of years.

"The gun you just shot off the fly's wings is called Extermination17, yes, the one you have now."

Sloan said to Wesley, "It's your father's, and your father makes the guns flow." Now you will avenge your father's murder with your father's gun. What you need to understand is that it was a man named John Wick who killed your father and left him with no bones. Your father is one of us. ”

Wesley looked at the gun in his hand and couldn't believe it.

"Crazy, you're really crazy."

Wesley shook his head.

He was still a victim of bullying yesterday, but today he has become the son of a top killer, and he has to kill people to avenge his father, what kind of international jokes.

Wesley swore that he didn't even know the man named John Wick, or even why he had killed his so-called father and left him with no bones.

"We're not crazy, it's you who are crazy."

Sloane looked at Wesley, "You have killer genes in your blood, and you have latent abilities that even top assassins can't have, but you're wasting your life like a waste." The crazy thing is that when you are ignored, despised, and despised and still live a miserable life with the flow. ”

Wesley was indifferent, and the word miserable could not have been more apt to describe his life.

There are less than twenty yuan in the bank card, the family cat is waiting for dinner, the obese female boss bullies him every day, and his girlfriend and best buddies give him a green hat every day.

Such a life is simply miserable.

Sloane: "Wesley, we've transferred your father's entire estate to you in cash, and I'm sure it's worth enough for you to change things around, go back and think about it, Firefox at night...... It's the red-haired sister who will come to your house to look for you. ”

Wesley nodded, he really needed time to digest this.

He returned the gun to Sloan......

But Sloane didn't take it, "It's your father's, your father is gone, and now, you're its rightful heir." ”

Wesley had no choice but to take it.

……

After leaving the abandoned warehouse, Wesley immediately ran to the ATM on the street to check the balance of his bank card.

When he saw the long list of numbers, he almost fainted with bliss.

It was a wealth that he couldn't think of in his life, but he didn't expect his cheap father to leave him so much inheritance.

So much so that Wesley didn't have to go to work anymore, just ate and drank and waited to die, and he couldn't spend it until he died, of course, not so much.

If you have money, do you still need to go to work? Do you still need to suffer from the fat female boss?

Of course not!

Wesley immediately came to the company, scolded the fat woman in front of all his colleagues, and fired the boss's squid on the spot.

He was too lazy to ask for such a little salary.

When he left the company, he found that his good buddy Bailey was skipping work again, and if he guessed correctly, he must have cuckolded him in the rental house and cuckolded him with that Becky Pie.

……

As soon as Wesley left the company on the front foot, John on the back foot came to the door.

"Hello, I'm Detective George, and I want to find your boss for something." John said as he quickly pulled out his ID and showed it to the front desk.

The document was stolen by John by sneaking up on a police detective.

John prefers to rely on his official status when doing things, because it can reduce a lot of unnecessary resistance.

Sure enough, as soon as the front desk saw that John was a police detective, they immediately introduced him to the chubby female boss.

This fat woman was successfully counterattacked by Wesley just now, which seriously hurt her self-esteem, and until now she is depressed and stays in the president's room in a daze.

"Hello, I'm Detective George, is Wesley Gibson your employee here?" John asked the fat woman.

Since the League of Assassins would find the son of their defeated to deal with them, then that guy's son must have something extraordinary, and it is likely that he has characteristics that surpass his father.

If you can touch his characteristics, not only can you make the alliance make a basket of water, but also increase your strength and increase the bargaining chips to destroy the alliance.

And at present, it seems that this wreck does not understand its own characteristics, and it is the best way to deal with it while it is still in the bud.

In any case, the wretched dad did die because of himself, although he was self-defeating.

The alliance will not look for him, and now that they find him, they must eliminate him.

It is impossible to forget the revenge of killing his father.

Just like Carmel Antonio, who saved her life ten years ago and funded her to go to school every year, but when she had the strength and hardened her wings, she immediately sought revenge on John and wanted to kill him.

Therefore, there should be no mercy in dealing with the enemy.

"You're looking for Wesley? May I ask, what did he do? The chubby female boss asked.

John: "It's not a big problem, I just have a case that I need him to cooperate with in the investigation." Can I know his home address? ”

"Absolutely." The chubby female boss happily agreed.

That shitch made her ugly in front of all the staff, and she wished that damn shit was in trouble.