Over the past week, while undergoing an inhuman ordeal with himself, everyone in the League of Assassins has been telling themselves that it was a man called the Cross who killed their father, and when the Cross actually appeared in front of him, Wesley acted a little unacceptable.

He couldn't understand why the cross appeared here, let alone why Lin Cheng chose to meet the cross here, what he couldn't understand was why this cross, his real name was Carlos Gibson, and he had the same surname as Wesley.

"Wesley, your father is not dead, the person in front of you is your real father."

"This ...... How is this possible?! ”

One day, suddenly a handsome middle-aged old man who is more handsome than you will appear in front of you, and tell you that he is actually your biological father who you thought would have died a long time ago, can you accept such a thing?

Lin Cheng's words caused Wesley to fall into a state of complete confusion.

"Sloane lied to you because they wanted to use you to kill your father, and as for why, let him explain it to you himself."

After speaking, Lin Cheng gave up the right to speak to Carlos, who personally told Wesley what had happened over the years, why he didn't appear by Wesley's side, why he was wanted by the League of Assassins, and finally why Wesley was involved in this incident.

Carlos's words were concise and to the point, and Lin Cheng often spoke as a supplement, and the two sang and sang in harmony to make up the truth of the whole thing into a perfect closed loop, and even Wesley couldn't find any fault in it......

Although he was originally a fool without much subjective consciousness.

Wesley couldn't believe it all for a while, but when Carlos said that there was a birthmark on a particularly private part of his body, and even described what the birthmark looked like, he immediately believed Carlos' words.

This man must be his own father, otherwise how could he know his deepest secret.

"I'm with your father...... Carlos and I are ready to dismantle the entire Assassin Alliance, and the reason why we chose to meet here this time is mainly to tell you the truth of the matter, but it is up to you to decide whether you participate or stay away from what happens after this time. ”

said so, but in fact, the operation to disintegrate and divide the entire Assassin Alliance, as long as there are two people, Lin Cheng and Carlos, is enough, and Wesley's current level is about the same as a fox, and there is still a considerable distance from the strength of Lin Cheng and Carlos.

“...... I'm going to participate, and even though I'm not strong enough right now, I have to be a part of it. ”

After a moment's silence, Wesley gave his answer.

After nearly a month of training, Wesley is no longer the weak youth he once was.

A belief called steadfastness had sprouted in him, and though he was still young, it was enough to give him the courage to face a vicious enemy with his father.

"Very well, your father will train you personally for the rest of this time until you are completely ready, and then we will go back to New York."

Hearing Wesley's answer, Lin Cheng patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, and then pushed Wesley to Carlos.

"What about you?"

Wesley looked at Lin Cheng with some blankness.

"Of course I have my own things to do."

After handing over Wesley to Carlos, Lin Cheng drove back to the city center of Florence alone.

However, he did not go back to the hotel, but walked aimlessly on the side of the embankment of the Arno River, as if enjoying the beautiful scenery, but only Lin Cheng knew in his heart that he felt that something was wrong.

When he was in the convent, Lin Cheng had already felt a chill from behind, making his back cold, as if someone was watching him from afar, even if he returned to the center of Florentia Town, this strange feeling of gaze still did not disappear.

Lin Cheng walked through Piazzale Michelangelo with the statue of David, bypassed the Basilica of the Holy Cross, and walked into an alley surrounded by red bricks, and then disappeared without a trace, and the figure that followed all the way also turned into this alley.

However, all the other party saw was a bare wall.

Just when the stalker wondered if he was going the wrong way, the muzzle of a toy model pistol had been pressed against the stalker's back from behind, close to the heart, and if the trigger was pulled, the other person would surely die.

"Tell me, who are you, who sent you, and why are you following me?"

Behind the stalker, Lin Cheng's cold voice without the slightest emotion came.

The other party was wearing a nun's black robe, with a scarf on his head, until the other party turned around, Lin Cheng saw the stalker's face clearly, it was a plain face that was very familiar to Lin Cheng, with a cold expression and pupils without a trace of emotion - it was a fox.

"Fox?"

"Why are you with Carlos?"

The fox asked rhetorically.

Ever since Lin Cheng left New York with Wesley, the fox has been with them.

She was ordered to come to protect Wesley secretly, and Sloane asked her not to contact Lin Cheng and Wesley, and she did, but what she didn't expect was that in the abbey, what she saw was a scene that surprised her.

For her, Carlos was the one who betrayed the Assassin Alliance, the Killer Oath, the Loom of Destiny, and the one who hurt Lin Cheng.

These things happened made the fox full of hatred for Carlos, and she wanted to kill Carlos, not only to deal with the betrayer, not only to keep the oath, not only for the absolute correctness of the fate loom, but also to avenge Lin Cheng.

It wasn't until she saw Lin Cheng meeting with Wesley and Carlos that they were talking and laughing, instead of fighting as soon as they met, which made the fox suspicious of Lin Cheng, so he followed Lin Cheng directly, wanting to ask why.

Because Lin Cheng's behavior is a wordless betrayal for the fox.

"If I said that there was a reason for all this, would you believe it?"

The fox didn't answer, just looked at Lin Cheng quietly, looking at the coldness coming out of the fox's eyes, especially the anger bred under the cold like ice, the expression on Lin Cheng's face involuntarily turned into a bitter smile, and he continued to speak.

"So, you're going to report this to Sloane, aren't you?"

"I'll tell Sloane."

"I'm sorry."

"Why apologize?"

"Because I have to shut you up."

As he spoke, the muzzle of the gun in Lin Cheng's hand turned around, and hit the soft position behind the fox's slender neck close to the thalamus with the hardest part of the handle, so fast that the fox didn't react at all, and was knocked unconscious by the power he skillfully handled.

She collapsed weakly and fell into Lin Cheng's arms.

Holding a soft woman with warm nephrite in his arms, Lin Cheng couldn't feel any joy in his heart at the moment.

He carefully avoided the pedestrians, took the fainted fox back to his room in the hotel through the window, threw it on the soft bed, and tied it carefully with a rope.

He even broke open her soft lips and tied the rope around the back of her head to make sure she didn't wake up screaming to attract anyone.