Wang Jinglei and the others learned from the cross. Wang Jinglei had the most suitable physique. Trevor was a rare expert in using guns. Lei Zang and Feng Yuxiu only used it as a reference. Everyone gained something, which is gratifying.
Even the killer from the mutual aid association who temporarily served as a teaching aid did not express any objection and was very quiet.
Killer: Please turn on the microphone and speak!
Late at night, the killer on the rooftop finally waited until his target appeared. The news was very bad recently, so he placed a lot of trip mines before he started to take up his position.
A black shadow crept up from the other side of the rooftop, and the steel wires glowed slightly in the moonlight. It was impossible to sneak up on the killer.
The black shadow rushed out, and he rushed out. Without hesitation, the steel wire opened the safety, and the warning and shock mines were activated, but the black shadow was too fast, and he was already outside the range of the mines.
Just as the killer made a move, the black shadow had already grabbed the killer's head. With a "click", the world in the killer's eyes tilted.
The black figure who didn't care about the tripping thunder just now was Wang Jinglei. He activated the assassin's heart and rushed over, throwing the explosion behind him, and broke the killer's neck in one fell swoop.
Pushing open the door to the rooftop, Cross hung a cigarette and said, "Although you are capable, you are too rough every time."
Wang Jinglei smiled, Cross was sure of the strength of this helper, but this guy was so different from the traditional assassin who calculated every time carefully.
Cross continued: "I have nothing more to teach you. Since the last century, there have been very few killers using cold weapons. Now the mutual aid association's 'butcher' still uses his butcher's knife as his main weapon."
It's not that Cross has been emptied of what he has learned, but that what Wang Jinglei needs to learn has been drained. Shooting is Cross's specialty.
However, we can still look forward to the secrets within the mutual aid association. Modern people use firearms, but the killers of the last century and the last century must have many unarmed killing techniques developed based on the assassin's heart.
During this period of time, several people have driven the mutual aid association crazy. In the past, there was one less killer in the mutual aid association every month, which already made Sloan heartbroken and unable to restrain himself. Now, there is no one every now and then, and the mutual aid association is really going to be over.
Feng Yuxiu brought bad news, "I'm sorry, I let him run away."
After Wesley was caught, Wang Jinglei wanted the two father and son to recognize each other after negotiating cooperation with Cross Cross, but Cross Cross thought it was not the right time yet.
In the end, Wesley was placed under house arrest. After all, if he was released now, he might be noticed by the mutual aid association, and they would be locked up for a month or two to sort out the mutual aid association before letting them meet again.
Wang Jinglei provided Wesley with delicious food and drinks, spent a lot of money, and provided all kinds of services to Wesley, except not letting him leave.
But Wesley didn't know. He felt that he was in danger. Wesley liked to think wildly after eating and drinking. What are these people going to do? Could it be? Could it be? Finally, a beautiful woman rescued him that day.
Feng Yuxiu, who was in charge of custody today, locked Wesley in the room as usual and practiced boxing by himself in the yard. This was a house in the suburbs.
Someone suddenly opened fire at Feng Yuxiu. The mutual aid club, which had no free meals, found this place. A group of people attacked, three short shooters and a sniper. They were all killers under the name of the mutual aid club. Feng Yuxiu was a BOSS template after all. , how can a person with strong luck be easily killed? After paying a certain price and annihilating all the killers of the Mutual Aid Association, Feng Yuxiu has grown rapidly recently and is not far from becoming a master.
But when Feng Yuxiu was attacked, a beautiful woman took the opportunity to take Wesley away.
Things got a little troublesome. When he went to the house in the suburbs, Cross checked the surveillance camera and said, "She is Firefox, one of the most powerful assassins under Sloan (the leader of the mutual aid association)."
In the surveillance video, Wesley followed the beauty with a piggy look on his face.
Wang Jinglei said: "Do you think it's possible that Sloan wants to brainwash Wesley into being his killer?"
Wang Jinglei is drunk, Cross and Wesley have not yet recognized each other as father and son, and Wesley also runs away with the beauty. Is this plot inertia?
Cross cut denied it, and even thought that Wang Jinglei was thinking, "This is impossible, I am Wesley's father, training Wesley to assassinate me, this is too stupid!"
"First of all, you need to know that you haven't known each other as father and son yet. God dares to act like Sloan, an old gangster. How easy it is to deceive a young boy."
The cross was silent, "..."
Wang Jinglei continued, "You know he is your son, and you can't do anything. With this opportunity, Sloan can completely set up a trap. Thinking about the worst, Wesley has inherited your bloodline of top killers. That full of Adrenaline can use the Assassin's Heart at any time. If Sloan doesn't use this good chess piece, he won't be the same man, and he may be able to brainwash him and continue to work for himself."
The cross's face was terrifyingly dark, but he still refused to accept this reality and forcefully defended: "It's still impossible, Wesley is not that stupid!"
Wang Jinglei said, "That guy has been a submissive office worker for so many years, surrounded by a lot of bad friends."
Wang Jinglei's eyes said bluntly: I'm sorry, your son is really that stupid!
The cross couldn't hold up anymore, and he slumped down on the sofa. "If this is really the case, it would be really terrible. I don't want him to follow my old path, but he still... this damn fate."
Wang Jinglei said, "We have to attack as soon as possible and directly attack the mutual aid association. We can't give Sloan time. No matter what Sloan's plan is, he will kill it directly."
Cross regained his composure and said: "Yes, we will directly deal with the headquarters of the mutual aid association and let this end as soon as possible."
Wang Jinglei nodded, that's how it should be. According to Cross's plan, they had to spend a month to deal with the killers of the mutual aid association bit by bit. Wang Jinglei felt that Cross was too stable. One month like this, one month like that, his time Not much.
No one noticed that the cross was quietly touching his pocket, where there was a piece of white cloth woven by an old-fashioned loom.
