Wesley was originally a tool man. After using the tools, there was no need to say what would happen to them.
Unfortunately.
Wesley doesn't know it yet.
even.
After being brainwashed by Sloan, Wesley found a very unique excuse for his past cowardice.
"Now I know why I didn't care about anything before."
"Because my previous life was all hypocrisy."
"Now, I finally have the opportunity to walk in my father's shoes."
"Father's suit."
“I became a man and lived the life I was born to live.”
"I have been avoiding it before, treating it as another damn settlement report. I should train harder. I want to be as good as my father."
"..."
look.
What a real man should do is to stand up and face his past and past failures without fear, admit when he is wrong, and stand at attention when he is beaten. Only cowards and cowards will find fault with their own failures and mistakes. One excuse after another.
Not caring?
hypocritical?
Everyone's life is a game, and the world is a game platform. The difference is that some people live their lives as protagonists, while others pretend to be ostriches and denounce this hypocritical world.
but……
I have to say that brainwashing tactics are still very useful. At least, after Wesley had the epiphany as Sloan wished, his enthusiasm for training rose to a very high level like a roc spreading its wings.
boom!
Ten rings!
boom!
Still ten rings!
boom!
Still ten rings.
Wesley felt like he was integrated with the Colt M1911 pistol in his hand. Wesley even had a feeling that he could make his bullets turn and fire.
But feeling it is one thing, and whether it can be done is another matter entirely.
Even though he was fed a large amount of bullets, Wesley always felt that there was a layer of obstacles preventing him from completing the bullet turn.
A week later.
Wesley entered the room, and with Sloan's permission, he was able to browse all the Brotherhood's assassination reports, including his father's.
After a week.
Wesley ushered in what he thought was his graduation exam.
Bullet turns.
This is a unique skill that the [Brotherhood] assassin with the code name must know, and it is also a unique skill that is unique to the [Brotherhood]...
Wesley passed the test, and still helped Wesley learn this stunt under the premise that the fox used itself as an obstacle.
Just like seven years ago, the fox stood in front of Baker.
the only difference……
Baker did not fire, but Wesley chose to.
It was obvious that Wesley had become a man who made assassination a career just as Sloan thought.
And Baker?
Baker only did assassination as a hobby.
Out the door.
Wesley looked at Baker, who was crossing his arms and wearing sunglasses in the hallway at the door. He had never spoken to him before and seemed to want to say something.
But soon, Sloan took Wesley away.
The butcher and the tinker looked at each other and chose to leave.
Baker walked into the room, looked at the fox cleaning his gun over there, and said with a calm expression: "Aren't you afraid that that little brat will really kill you?"
The fox loading and unloading the pistol paused slightly, raised his head, and said without looking back: "I remember you don't know how to..."
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The fox's eyes narrowed as he stared at the three cute little yellow balls in front of him that followed closely behind him. After arcing around the pork obstacle, he was slightly surprised by the sight of them shooting forward and backward into one hole in the ten rings.
"You know how to do it?" The fox turned around with some confusion and looked at Baker who was holding a gray Sig Sauer P336 pistol and said, "Then why don't you use it yourself?"
Baker put the pistol back on his waist: "I'm an assassin."
What assassins do is just a bullet business, so why do they have to be so gorgeous? An assassin kills someone with one hit, and someone who escapes thousands of miles away with a single hit is also an assassin.
but……
Those who hold up pistols and fight with others are not assassins, they are already warriors.
Baker would never put himself in such a dangerous situation, so this seemingly useful but useless technology was dispensable to Baker.
If you have a sniper rifle, you have to use a pistol?
Baker is an adult, so Sloan's brainwashing tactics will not have any effect on Baker.
Of course.
Sloan didn't dare use this trick on Baker.
Because Baker is not a domesticated tiger like Wesley. Baker is a real jungle tiger, the kind that can eat people.
Baker has his own three principles of assassination, but no amount of principles can change one thing, that is, Baker is an assassin, and after all, he is still a cold-blooded assassin.
When the fox heard Baker's answer, he smiled without any surprise.
The fox also asked after Baker was unwilling to shoot, and Baker also answered the same question, but not so succinctly.
Baker's answer back then was this: "I am an assassin and I only kill what I think should be killed. You are not."
at the moment?
The fox thought of the answer from back then and asked, "So now, should I kill him?"
Baker turned and walked toward the door: "You are family."
Compared to the two naive sisters in Chicago, Baker had more reasons to let Fox become his sister.
Of course.
Fox is five years older than Baker.
But this was only on the surface. If the thirty-five years he lived in his previous life were added up, the fox would still be thirty years younger than him.
"Family shouldn't have secrets, hero!"
"..."
Baker stopped at the door, then turned and stared at the fox with a calm expression.
The fox looked at Baker, who had plain black hair in front of him, and smiled and said, "Your disguise skills have never been very good. Seven years have passed, and your face is still the same."
The corners of Baker's mouth curved up, and his right hand in his pocket moved slightly, pointing at his face: "This face is not used to disguise you."
So what if this is disguise?
So what if you find out that this is a mask?
The purpose of disguise is to hide one's true face.
This is the true role of the mask.
So even if everyone knows that Baker's current face is not the real face, so what, as long as no one knows the true face, that's fine.
only……
"It only makes you doubt, it doesn't make you sure," Baker said.
The fox lowered his head and took out a sealed bag from his arms. Inside, a short blond hair was very conspicuous: "So, you are blond?"
Baker stared at the blond hair in the fox's pocket and frowned: "When was this?"
The fox shrugged: "You didn't clean up when you left last Christmas Eve."
Baker: "..."
