"Huh? Where is this? ”

The itch on his cheeks made Wesley finally wake up faintly, he broke away from his blurred eyes, raised his arm and scratched his cheeks, his mind was confused, and suddenly he felt a churn in his chest, as if he was back in the car of the mysterious woman in an instant, and the whole person was still dazed, indescribably terrifying.

The memory instantly returned to his mind, and his eyes widened and he suddenly startled, scanning everything around him in horror.

The messy stacking of old things in the warehouse caught his eye, and he was at a loss in his heart.

He glanced blankly, but did not see half a figure, and the fear in his heart could not help but increase, and he swallowed with difficulty, and turned to flee from here.

"Ahh Wesley screamed in horror and sat on the ground, and at some point, a middle-aged man in a pink flower shirt appeared on the steps behind him, looking at him expressionlessly, and at the same time blocking his way.

Hurriedly getting up, Wesley turned and trotted in the other direction, but at this moment, the road ahead was directly blocked by a sloppy and greasy fat man.

“FUCK！” Glaring and scolding, without thinking about it, Wesley continued to run to the side, but was blocked by a stout bald black man, but at this time he finally found a staircase that no one was blocking, but he had only taken a few steps when a woman in a white dress with a charming smile came up from the stairs and looked at him playfully.

"Hey!"

Wesley took two steps back, and immediately remembered in his mind that the woman in the white dress was the person who had suddenly appeared in front of him before, saying that his father was a powerful assassin, but he was killed, and he only thought at that time: if this is some kind of deception, then it is too stupid, at least he will definitely not be deceived.

But now it seems that they don't need to fool themselves in such a stupid way.

"I don't have any money, I don't have ...... White?! Wesley swallowed his saliva and retreated, but his eyes suddenly saw Bai Ye following Fawkes, and he was stunned.

Bai Ye smiled softly at him and shook his head faintly.

"I thought he was going to be taller."

A slightly old and gentle voice suddenly came from a high place, and everyone looked up when they heard it.

Wesley saw Sloane walking down in a smart suit, a pair of delicate gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, a watch on his wrist, and the whole person looked like a so-called successful person he often saw, which made Wesley seem to grasp a life-saving straw.

"Sir! I've been explaining to this lady that I'm just an accountant and I'm an account service representative...... Well, account managers. Wesley pointed to Fox and explained his strange career name, and he was a little helpless at this point, after all, he didn't know what an account manager or anything he was.

Sloane walked over to Wesley with a cold face, picking up a trash can beside Wesley and setting it up.

"Forget it! If you call my boss, Janice, she will definitely solve the problem for you, or you can email her ...... and she will help you out. Wesley followed in Sloan's footsteps, saying things he didn't quite believe himself.

However, in the face of his explanation, Sloane's face remained unchanged and raised his right hand.

"Knock off the fly's wings."

Wesley was stunned for a moment, glancing at the pistol handed to him in Sloane's hand, confused and at a loss.

"I ...... I don't know what that means. ”

"Let's fly the wings down." Sloan only stared at Wesley's azure eyes, then glanced at the trash can he had placed, where two or three flies were buzzing around, and repeated in a cold tone.

Wesley opened his mouth, then sighed thoughtfully, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You must have treated me for someone else, um......"

His words came to an abrupt end, and the cold feeling in the back of his head completely deprived him of a chance to spit out all his next words.

"I'll count to three, and if you don't shoot, I'll shoot." At some point, the stout bald black gunsmith was already standing behind Wesley, and said in a calm and stiff tone.

Wesley was flustered, his hands trembling, his heart pounding faster, as if he was about to pop out of his chest.

He repeatedly looked at the cold pistol and the colder Sloane's eyes, and his eyes suddenly rippled at the moment when he spit out 'one' in the gunsmith's mouth, and the flies flying randomly in the corner of his eyes seemed to be instantly pressed the deceleration button, and even the trajectory of flapping wings was extremely clear in his eyes.

This change gave him a glimmer of hope in his heart, and he immediately grabbed the pistol that Sloan handed over.

The ripples seemed to be constantly stirring up with the beating of the heart, and even though the trajectory of the flies' flapping wings was clearly visible, the ripples that spread out were still difficult for him to identify.

It's just that Wesley hesitated, but the gunsmith didn't hesitate, only to hear the gunsmith continue to count: "Two! ”

Bang bang!

Almost at the same time, Wesley burst into fire.

staring at Bai Ye carefully on the side, his eyes were shocked, his two hands were desperately clasped together, and he pressed the turbulence in his chest, and looked at the thin wings that flew up after the bullet under his powerful vision, his eyes flashed.

And Fawkes, who was standing beside Bai Ye, saw Bai Ye's dead support, and a look of sadness and pity flashed in his eyes, and finally he could only sigh softly and look away.

White Night naturally didn't know what Fawkes was thinking, as his full attention was on what was happening in front of him.

It's common for a bullet to break a wine bottle, and it's rare to kill a fly, but breaking the wings is completely beyond his cognition, but fortunately, he has all the superpowers, and it's acceptable for a bullet to hit the wings.

It's just that a lot of things are one thing when you know them, and it's another thing to see them with your own eyes, and at this moment, Wesley's marksmanship is already shocking, and this kind of accuracy is no longer human!

The scene suddenly fell silent!

Wesley's palms trembled, and the pistol fell from his palms, and he stepped aside and pulled out the medicine in his pocket, trying to suppress the feeling.

However, the palm of his hand reached over, causing his movements to stop suddenly.

In Sloane's palm, three flies kept shaking, but their wings were gone.

"It can't be!" Wesley couldn't say how he felt at the moment, but he was undoubtedly at a loss.

"Before today, there were a lot of things that weren't possible." Sloane smiled and put the severed-winged fly into Wesley's hand, picking up the bottle of medicine from Wesley's hand and walking over to the trash can and throwing it in.

"Wesley, what you just felt wasn't anxiety." Sloan looked into Wesley's eyes and said slowly: "Just now, your heart beat more than four hundred times a minute, which filled your blood with adrenaline, which allows you to observe and react faster than ordinary people, there are only a few people in the world who have this talent, your father can do it, you can do it, a little control, you can master this power." ”

"Stay away from me, sir!" Wesley suddenly got up and stepped back, pointing his pistol at Sloan, "Stay away from me, I have a gun, do you understand?" ”

Sloan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly, and several of the others looked at Wesley amusedly, making him even more alarmed.

"My name is Sloan, and that's Fox, and the people around you are all master murderers, so if I were you, well, I'd be pointing a pistol at someone else." Pointed at by the muzzle of the black hole, Sloane said calmly with an unchanged face.

"You're crazy!" Wesley's eyes swept away, but he saw that no one had changed their faces because of the gun in his hand, and even Bai Ye did not feel the crisis before, which made him a little suspicious of his guess.

"It's crazy that you have the blood of an assassin in your veins, but you're doing nothing." Sloan stepped forward and pressed the muzzle of Wesley's gun to his chest, "What's really crazy is this: a lion is locked up in his heart, holding the key to open the cage in his hand, but he is willing to be insulted and defeated, and spend his life in chaos. ”

Wesley listened to what Sloane said, and his heart was suddenly touched, and he suddenly calmed down when he thought back to his usual muddy life.

"This gun in your hand is the Imanish Type 17, it belongs to your father, he can even play a symphony with him, you will use it to kill the murderer of your father."

"I can......'t do it," Wesley said subconsciously, hesitant.

"He's the one who wants to kill you." Sloane interrupted abruptly, and then said softly, "Your father is one of us, we are the Assassin Brotherhood, the weapon of fate, and we have transferred his inheritance to your account, and I promise that the amount is very considerable. This is the fate that awaits you, join us. ”

Sloane's words made the expression on Wesley's face a little complicated, and there was a little yearning in his heart, but more still didn't believe it, even if he broke the fly's wings with a gun.

"Get out of the way, now!" Wesley let out a low snort, pushed Sloan away, and stubbornly said, "You don't know anything about me." ”

Holding a gun, he walked quickly to the staircase, forced the smiling Fawkes away, and after his eyes stopped on Bai Ye's body, seeing his unmoved appearance, Wesley quickly went downstairs and rushed out of the warehouse.

"He's talented, isn't he?" Sloan looked at Wesley's distant figure, a winning smile on his lips.

"Indeed." The gunsmith walked up and said with a grim countenance, "But we must also hurry back, or the cross will probably come to us." ”

The others didn't say anything, just immediately got into action.

The car parked outside started again and was gone.

And this is also the end of anticipation for Yo Hakuya, because a new world has begun!