Rosen obediently stopped, because he recognized the face, and if his memory was correct, it was the cross that Fawkes called the defection from the guild.

Rosen already regretted not agreeing to Fox's invitation, after all, if he agreed, he would only be squeezed by the other party for one night, suffering his unlucky waist.

But now facing the cross, there is a real danger of dying at any time.

It's just that Rosen can't figure it out, he thinks that according to the development of the plot of the movie, Fox, who was ordered to find Wesley, that is, the cross's biological son, is the one who was targeted by the cross.

That's why Rosen turned down Fox's offer.

But the cross, why didn't he play his cards according to common sense?

"You came to me, what should your son Wesley do? Did you just let Wesley fall into the wolf's den of the textile mill? ”

Rosen had something to ask, but he didn't show it, just quietly stared at the cross to see what the other party wanted to do.

"Hey, we're old friends, won't you want me to try a burger?"

Cross said with a smile, behaving like an old friend.

Rosen didn't take it seriously at all, he stared at the hand that the cross had been in his pocket, and after a while, he nodded, and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence that you came, there is only the last ingredient left, which was originally prepared for myself." ”

The gas grill burst into blue flames again, and the frying plate that was still warm was quickly heated to the right temperature, and Lawson did not deform, just like a normal customer, and quickly finished cooking a luxurious assorted burger, put it in a paper bag, sealed it, and handed it to the cross.

"Last one, it seems that today is really my lucky day."

Cross took the paper bag, did not choose to eat the hamburger, but carried it in his hand, and continued: "You know, Rosen, the former Seventeenth Textile Mill, is not what it is now. ”

Cross didn't eat the burger, and Rosen was slightly regretful, the cyanide he had just quietly put in the burger now seemed to be white.

Disappointed in his heart, Lawson's face did not show any of it, he still smiled, and said with the cross: "Is that so, I only joined six years ago, and I really don't know much about the guild's previous situation." ”

"Then I just have a chance today, so I'll tell you about it."

Regardless of whether Rosen agreed or not, or whether he wanted to listen or not, the cross put one hand in his pocket and told the history of the textile mill by himself.

"In the deepest part of the guild, there is a huge loom, which we call the Loom of Destiny."

"A thousand years ago, a family of weavers discovered a code hidden in a loom, and by observing the flaws in the cloth, they converted the wrong distribution of cotton threads into binary codes, and after translation, they got a name, which is the will of God, the person they must kill, and only in this way can the normal order of the chaotic world be maintained."

"And this is the origin of the Brotherhood, which is now known as the Seventeenth Textile Mill."

The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, the more he could not control his emotions, like a devout believer who had been offended by a god of faith, and angrily rebuked: "But Sloane, he has disobeyed his fate!" ”

Cross put the paper bag containing the hamburger back in the dining cart and pulled out a small piece of fabric from his bosom, which translated the name of the guild leader, Morgan Sloan.

"He couldn't accept his name in the loom, so he began to create his own targets for his own benefit, and you, Fawkes, and the rest of the guild became accomplices of this damn death-fearing ghost and became a tool for him to ingest his dirty riches!"

"I see."

Rosen handed the fabric back, "So you're here today just so that I can join you in the fight against the textile mill?" ”

"That's right!"

The cross carefully put away the fabric and said with a very sincere expression: "The world should not be like this, and life should not be like this, Rosen. ”

"Because of Sloane, you and I have turned our backs on fate, but now that we know the truth, we must not make mistakes again and again. Join me, you, me, and Fawkes, and the three of us will be able to defeat Sloane and keep the Loom of Destiny in order. ”

"It's using me as a mouthpiece."

It was only then that Rosen suddenly understood all this in his head.

Don't look at the good words of the cross, the three of them can overthrow an entire textile factory killer.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, the cross was valued only by Fox.

She is also the ace killer in the guild, and Fawkes ranks third in strength, and only Cross and Mr. X can slightly outperform her by a few points.

The cross came to Rosen, but he only took a fancy to the "good friend" relationship between Rosen and Fox, hoping to tell the truth to Fox, who also had faith but was kept in the dark, through Rosen's mouth.

As for why did the cross go to such lengths not to go to Fox to explain it face to face?

Because in that case, Fox would not give the cross a chance to open his mouth at all, and would only draw his gun and shoot, and the fight would be inextricable.

"I'll pass on your words to Fawkes."

After being silent for a while, Rosen said, "However, how Fox chooses, whether she will believe it or not, it is completely her own business." ”

Rosen didn't say his own choice, but the cross was not for this, and after getting the answer he wanted, the cross nodded, rebuttoned the brim of the cap, covered his face, and quickly left.

When leaving, the cross didn't take the burger, as if he had already seen something, and Lawson didn't care, just silently threw the burger into the trash can in the car, repacked everything, sat in the cab and started the car, and drove in the direction of home.

After smiling and greeting the landlord and paying the rent for the month, Rosen took out the key and poked the door open and returned to his warm nest.

"Hoo ......"

The whole person was sunk into the sofa, and Rosen let out a sigh of relief.

His back was already covered in a cold sweat, and a large piece of wet clothes were sticky to his body, and this uncomfortable feeling made him stand up and walk in the direction of the bathroom.

Whoa!

The sound of water sounded in the bathroom, and the water vapor gradually filled, and a layer of white mist slowly climbed up the glass door.

Rosen stood in the bathroom, closing his eyes and looking up at the water, trying to clear his irritable thoughts and analyze his next move.

"Sure enough, people just can't just set up flags."

As soon as he thought that the cross would not trouble him, the cross immediately appeared, and his face was swollen with this big mouth.

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