Fox fired his guns with both hands, and he ...... Bullets flew away.

The cross is a person who drives, although he can drive back and fight, but after all, he has to concentrate on two things, and he immediately falls behind.

On Fox's side, Thomas Rogan helped drive.

This is probably the fastest Thomas Logan has ever driven in his life. Although he has a distraction, his lower body is like a cannon on a super dreadnought, but after all, everything around him seems to be slow and can react.

Thomas Logan was able to grasp the steering wheel while his nose bleed, looking at the long white legs and shaking round buttocks of Miss Fox in front of him.

Fawkes's two-handed guns opened like machine-gun fire, and the bullets in both shots were quickly gone.

"Guns!!"

Thomas Logan listened to the hard object on the lower half of his body and asked in surprise, "What?" "At that moment, Thomas Rogan, don't think that a woman wants his little brother.

Fox shouted, "Under the seat." ”

Thomas Rogan let out a sigh of relief, then reached down from his seat and pulled out a Remington shotgun.

There was a hint of surprise in Fox's eyes when he took the gun, probably surprised that Thomas Rogan's hand was so steady.

Just when I looked at Thomas Rogan's face again, the nosebleed on his lips and the flushed face were quite striking.

Now, though, is not the time to pay attention to these little things.

Remington let out a roar. After all, the size of the big truck is too large, and although those flying beads can't hurt the cross, they can hurt the car.

Tom tom tom ...... After six shots, the front of the truck was almost completely recessed in the middle, and it finally roared to the side of the road with a long roar. At this time, there was a bus crossing the road blocking behind Thomas Rogan's sports car.

Thomas Logan looked in the rearview mirror and thought that he had finally escaped, but as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, three bullets arced around the side of the double-decker bus.

The bullet hit the rear wheel of the Dodge with great accuracy.

The red sports car, which was originally in a frenzy, tilted, and then the entire body flipped in the air under the huge inertia.

Miss Fox in front of Thomas Rogen, because she had nowhere to focus in the air, she could only clamp Thomas Logan tightly with her legs.

Thomas Rogan only felt his heart beat faster, and immediately returned to slow time.

Everything slowed down, and Thomas Rogan grabbed Fawkes's jade leg with both hands, and pulled back with all his might, and Fawkes's entire body was dragged from the front of the car into the car.

The red sports car flies like a champion gymnast performing difficult movements.

After four or five 360 degrees in the air, he landed firmly on the ground and continued to drive forward, but one side of the wheel was deflated, and the rain shield behind the car also fell off.

But the cross was really thrown off......

There was a sudden silence around them.

There was only the rough gasping sound of two people in the car.

Fox was now looking at Thomas Rogan's face, and she straightened up and said, "Sit down next to it......

The actions of the two at this time are indeed very unsightly.

Fox was squatting, hugging Thomas Rogan's neck, and the two of them were hugging each other's bodies together with a very obvious sense of touch.

"Hurry up......" Fox looked at him with some complicated eyes, and Thomas Rogan had a sense of detachment that wanted to vomit. Flip your body over to the co-pilot's chair next to you.

Fawkes's eyes regained his composure, his body turned flexibly, sat down, and started again, surprisingly the car could still drive, but the wheels had been deflated by two. It's a bumpy drive.

From time to time, there were young men who drove by, staring at Fox as they overtook the car and passed by the window.

Thomas Rogan felt a huge feeling of exhaustion hit his brain and involuntarily began to close his eyes and pretend to sleep.

……

I don't know how long it took.

Thomas Rogan only heard the buzzing of various flies in his ears, and he unconsciously chased the flies casually, and then slowly opened his eyes and sat up.

Fox is gone. The surroundings look like an abandoned factory floor. There was a strange smell of rust in the air.

The ground was littered with garbage and cardboard boxes.

"Did it work...... Thomas Rogan thought to himself, it seemed that he could finally join the Assassin League.

Thomas Logan looked at the empty workshop and suddenly felt a hint of danger. When he looked carefully and vigilantly, he noticed that there were several people around this room all along.

Some of them stood against the wall, some sat on the steps.

They didn't look like they were trying to hide from anything at all. But if you're not careful, you won't notice them. This ability to conceal oneself may have become the life instinct of these people.

"High-level killer ......" Thomas Rogan had such an evaluation in his heart. His body language represents a lot of things. The men were aware that they had been discovered, so they looked at each other in some surprise.

There were a lot of flies buzzing in the room.

Thomas Logan saw that there was a handsome guy in a red shirt, a bald black man, a big fat man, and a tall and elegant beauty in a white dress, who was none other than Fox.

When Thomas Rogan looked at her, she was also looking at Thomas Rogan. For the other party's seductive gaze, Thomas Rogan always had a feeling of physical heat.

At this time, an old voice upstairs said, "I thought you would be shorter." ”

Everyone got up and looked upstairs.

Thomas Logan knew that the man who spoke was Sloane, the current boss of the League of Assassins, and the authority in the organization to crack the names given by the loom.

Da Da Da ...... Slow and steady footsteps descended from the upper floor. It was a black man in his fifties and sixties.

He wears gold-rimmed glasses and a black suit that looks very calm and confident.

Instead of glancing at Thomas Rogan, he bent down to take a trash can from the floor and placed it in the middle of the room.

Thomas Logan suddenly found himself in a big problem.

He knew what Sloan meant.

It's an exam, Thomas Rogan said, I hate it the most......

According to the plot of the original movie, Sloan would ask Thomas Rogan to shoot the wings of the fly in the trash can with a gun.

It's a way to test whether Thomas Rogan has a "bullet time" bloodline – the one that kills the cross.

But Thomas Rogan probably doesn't have any blood. Although in the car, at the last moment, he activated the ability of the law of time twice, but this activation is completely different from the original movie.

This special ability in the original movie is almost in the blood of the protagonist as he gets older.

Thomas Rogan, on the other hand, is an impostor.

He hadn't had time to think about it before. The main thing is that he is always in a crisis, and he thinks flawlessly.

Sloane then turned around and said, "Shoot the fly's wings off." His voice was thick and irresistible, and he handed over a cold, jet-black pistol at the same time.

Then he turned and went to the side.

There is no nonsense here.

In the empty and cold abandoned factory, several people were staring at Thomas Rogan.

Thomas Rogan's brain was thinking at high speed.

Seconds later, Thomas Logan felt a man coming from behind. His steps were light, but Thomas Rogan could feel it.

It was a dangerous feeling. In the original movie, this man was supposed to be the "gun maker", who would put a gun to the back of Thomas Rogan's head and say, "Count to three, if you don't shoot, I'll kill you." ”

It's a brutal way of forcing people to burst into their potential. The original protagonist Weasley had this kind of bloodline, so he could force the ability in this way, but Thomas Rogan couldn't.

He quickly glanced at the trash can, and the heavy pistol in his hand. In fact, this is only the second time he has touched the gun.

And the flies flying above the garbage can, let alone the wings, are impossible to hit the body.

The gunmaker stood behind Thomas Logan.

Thomas Rogan raised his hand at this time and calmly said something that surprised everyone.

"I want Fawkes to help me."

"What?" A few people were obviously surprised.

Thomas Rogan then said, "I have to hold her hand to do it." My abilities, unstable. ”

Since he had only activated the law of time by Fawkes's side, he had to let her come over and act as a trigger.

Fox looked at Thomas Rogan with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes, "......?" ”

The people next to him all looked at Fawkes with a bewildered expression.

In the eyes of these people, this is a clear waste of time.

Sloan looked at Fawkes and suddenly said, "Just do as he says." ”

Thomas Rogan really has the talent to kill the cross, the importance to the alliance is too great, he can't help but be accommodating.

The gunmaker spread his hands.

Fox walked over in silence, and then looked at Thomas Rogan's face with his wide, unwavering eyes.

Thomas Rogan's face was helpless, and under this gaze, he could hear his own heartbeat.

It felt like a century had passed, and Fox silently stretched out his white hand to Thomas Rogan.

Thomas Logan took a deep breath, then grabbed the slender.

Fawkes dodged a little at that moment, but she quickly got herself under control.

Thomas Logan could feel the mood swings beneath Fox's calm exterior, but there was no expression on her face.

Grabbing Fox's hand, Thomas Rogan felt his heart beat faster.

The gunsmith then picked up the gun and put it against the back of Thomas Rogan's head, clicked and loaded, and said, "I'll count to three, and if I can't do it, I'll shoot." ”

His voice was cold.

Thomas Rogan immediately felt a sharp rise in the killing opportunity, and Fox next to him could feel the bruises on Thomas Rogan's face beating wildly.

She looked sideways at Thomas Rogan in surprise.

Thomas Rogan didn't feel the excitement enough, "Can you get a little closer?" ”

Fawkes's crisp white upper body hesitantly rested on Thomas Rogan's right shoulder.

The gunsmith counted, and the sound of "one ......" was surprisingly slow, and it sounded like a strange sound of a pig howling in his ears.

"Two ......"

Thomas Logan suddenly saw that the flies in front of him were like oncoming trains that were braking suddenly, not only getting bigger, but also slowing down.

The flies seemed to freeze in the air all at once, their wings like two floor-to-ceiling curtains, clearly visible.

呯呯呯呯...... Thomas Rogan fired eight shots in a row until there were no bullets in the gun.