Wesley.
A workplace Luther who makes things difficult for his boss no matter what, a cuckold who dares not speak out when his girlfriend sleeps with his best friend, and a pill jar who needs to take medicine to suppress his panic disorder.
Wesley's twenty-five years of life were filled with the word "useless".
but……
He never imagined that after he walked into the cheap drugstore in front of him physically and mentally exhausted after being tortured for a day as usual, his life was about to undergo earth-shaking changes.
"Bang!"
When Wesley heard the door of the pharmacy open, he turned around and saw a stunning beauty suddenly appearing in front of him, staring at him with a pair of cold and charming eyes.
Wesley's heart pounded, and at a sudden glance, he was about to have a panic attack.
"……sorry."
"You apologize too many times."
Wesley's face turned red, he opened his mouth, apologized again, and then panicked and prepared to pay and leave.
The tragic experiences he experienced growing up made him feel so inferior that he dared not look directly at any beautiful woman. This was probably the reason why he was unwilling to break up with his current beautiful girlfriend.
I can’t even speak, how can I tell the difference?
Is that enough?
Outside the drugstore, Baker was sitting in the driver's seat of the sports car in a daze. The reason he chose to be an assassin was because he didn't want to live a nine-to-five life that even required him to work overtime.
But right now?
By the way...
Does this time count as overtime? Is there any overtime pay?
Baker looked up at the night sky above his head, and then looked at the time on his watch. It was already 8:30 pm.
I’m afraid I won’t be able to catch up with the new episode of [Doctor Who] when I go back at this time.
at this time.
Gunfire rang out.
Baker came back to his senses and looked at the passers-by on the other side of the road who kept screaming and running out of the drugstore. He listened to the gunfight movie going on inside, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, clutched, put the gear in, and accelerator, all in one go.
Boom!
The fox had also dragged Wesley out, who was wearing blue clothes and had snot and tears streaming down his face. At the moment when the fiery red sports car was burning tires and drifting in front of him, he got into the car very cleanly and neatly, and then put a round thing in his hand. Throw it into the drugstore.
In an instant.
The grenade exploded, and the drugstore, which was originally decorated in a refugee style, was completely transformed into a ruins style under this operation.
Baker drove directly away from here.
Ten seconds later.
Carlos, who was wearing a black jacket, patted the dust on his shoulders and walked out of the drugstore, staring expressionlessly at the fiery red sports car going away.
"hero..."
Carlos' eyes flickered, and soon, he didn't even see the taillights of the car.
Half an hour later.
Textile factory.
Baker got out of the car, stretched out and said to the fox, "Okay, the things are done, I'm going home first."
Fox frowned and turned to look at Wesley, who had passed out in the trunk.
"I'm not interested in raising a brat," Baker said.
The corners of the fox's mouth curved upward.
Little brat?
Wesley is also twenty-five years old this year, and Baker is also twenty-five years old, which means...
"So, you also admit that you are a brat?"
"ha."
Baker looked at Wesley in the trunk and sneered: "Mature men are not defined by their age. Someone like him, even if he is forty years old, is still a brat in my eyes."
Wesley's childhood was very unhappy.
Is Baker happy?
In terms of pressure, Baker is even more stressed than Wesley. There are mortgages, car loans, two younger sisters who need education, and even after the death of his parents, Baker will have to bear the wedding expenses of his two younger sisters in the future.
Yes.
In the land of the United States, the bride’s parents have to pay for the entire wedding expenses, and sometimes even the honeymoon expenses are included...
the next day.
After Baker finished catching up on the latest episode of "Doctor Who" that he hadn't watched last night, he drove the car towards the textile factory.
When Baker passed the George Washington Bridge, his eyes happened to catch a glimpse of the fiery red sports car crossing from the side road.
Baker and Fox, who had picked up Wesley, looked at each other through the car window.
Sitting in the co-pilot of the Fox sports car was Wesley, who was breathing in the scent of perfume in the car and looking excited, thinking that he would live a different life.
This is what sudden wealth brings.
Before yesterday, Wesley wouldn't have dared to look directly into Fox's beautiful eyes, but just now, Wesley had made a joke to Fox about her code name.
at this time.
boom!
The powerful car power woke up Wesley. The next second, Wesley saw the steel suspension bridge leading to the textile factory not far away, which could only accommodate one car.
"Walter..."
Wesley saw the fox racing with a black Honda next to him, and the serious-faced fox shouted: "Slow down."
The fox turned a deaf ear.
The same goes for Baker.
One black vehicle and one red vehicle attacked the suspension bridge as quickly and without giving up as two bolts of lightning of different colors.
"Onishet!"
At the moment when Wesley felt that an accident was about to happen and closed his eyes in fear, Baker's vehicle braked instantly, and the fiery red sports car crossed the suspension bridge like a stream of fire as if it had crossed the finish line.
Baker in the black Honda couldn't help but shake his head.
look.
This is another major reason why he doesn't want to provoke the fox. Being competitive is a good thing, but if one party is strong in a relationship between a man and a woman, then one party must be weak.
To put it simply, in a relationship there must be both merit and gain.
Baker doesn't want to have sex, and obviously, Fox doesn't want to have sex either. If they are forced to be together, they will either tear down the house or explode it.
After a while.
When Baker got out of the car, he happened to see Wesley getting out of the Fox car in front and muttering about how he almost died.
Wesley saw Baker and seemed to think that Baker was the same age as him, so he stepped forward directly: "Hey, man, you know you just..."
Baker looked at Wesley who suddenly got stuck expressionlessly.
Wesley swallowed involuntarily. The moment Baker looked at him, Wesley felt a huge fear of death.
After Wesley came to his senses, he once again saw Baker's undisguised contempt and contempt in his eyes as he passed by him.
The next second.
Wesley's newly strengthened heart was stung by this look again.
Fox and Baker looked at each other, then walked directly towards the side entrance next to them.
Wesley wanted to keep up.
But the moment he followed, he was stopped by the gunsmith.
"Well……"
Wesley looked at the fox who had disappeared into the side passage, and then looked at the gunsmith.
The gunsmith's expressionless head glanced slightly, signaling Wesley to go this way, and then walked towards the factory gate on the side.
A novice who has not yet received training wants to enter the organization?
Ah.
I'm afraid you're thinking shit.
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