14 Father and Son Meet

Then there was another assassination target. Fox gave Wesley the information, and they chose to make their move on the road. This time Wesley brought a grenade. Because the other party's window was bulletproof, he did not know if the scene in the movie would appear, so it would be much easier to bring a grenade.

The target was sitting in the car, smoking a cigar and looking annoyed. Wesley looked at the roof of the car. There was smoke drifting out, but the target still opened the sunroof. So he couldn't be blamed. He drove directly to the right side of the target car, to his left. With one hand on the steering wheel, he took out a grenade with the other. He pulled the pin with his teeth, released the safety, threw it casually, and drove away with a dozen steering wheels.

Boom! The grenade flew in through the skylight and exploded. The tail of the target's car trembled and then began to shake on the road until it finally hit a tree by the side of the road. Wesley drove straight past it, and it was already a mess inside.

"I think I'm an assassin. I want to go back and get my father's pistol. I should be ready to fight Cross," Wesley said as he stood in front of Sloan.

"Not bad. You're qualified. Come with me." Sloan led him to a room. "This is your father's room. Everything in it belongs to him. It's all yours now. Go in and take a look."

Wesley walked in and saw an old-fashioned writing desk with a photo on it. There were three people in it: Sloan, the imposter's father, and a cheap father. After he came to this world, not only was he cuckolded, but he also had two fathers. Although he knew that one of them was fake, it was not enough.

He looked around the room and looked everywhere. There was nothing worth taking, except the clip of the Beretta 92 series pistol and the 9mm bullets. He found a small bag and put them all in. Then he went downstairs and drove away from Textile Mill with Fox.

Sloan stood upstairs and watched him go. "Follow him. Cross will make contact with him. If you have a chance to kill Cross, you can use Wesley as bait if necessary." Behind him, the gunsmith and the repairman nodded and walked out, while Wesley drove all the way to his little nest.

"Do you want to come in with me?" Wesley asked as he parked in front of the door.

"Of course." Fox got out of the car and followed Wesley inside. When they reached the door of the house, Wesley heard voices inside. He started to knock directly. It was Barry who opened the door.

"Hey, man, you disappeared for a long time. Where did you go?" This guy is thick-skinned enough. Now he is talking to Wesley with a smile and has no intention of opening the door. Wesley responds with a smile and kicks them away, and one side of Barry's face hits the door and falls.

Wesley strode in. "Wesley? Where have you been for so long?" The woman was still shouting, but Wesley ignored her. They were over, very early.

"Wesley? What do you mean? You've been missing for a few weeks and now you're here to borrow the toilet?" As she shouted, Wesley had already entered the bathroom and took out a pistol from the water tank. He didn't go out immediately, but began to dismantle it. Then he took out the prepared cloth and wiped it, and finally reassembled it. Then he put it in the holster under his arm. This time he came prepared.

Casey banged on the door and said loudly, "Do you think you're a big shot? You're nothing. You're nothing. You're worse than half of Barry." Wesley opened the door and came out. He smiled at Casey. "Yes, I'm just a small person, so we're done. You can be with Barry now. Hey Barry, this girl is yours." Wesley would not be scolded without making a sound. After a round of mockery, he directly announced that the two of them were done.

Fox came in. "Wesley, who is she? Your new girl?" Casey was dwarfed by Fox. "Have you fallen? Did you hire her?" Casey was screaming hysterically, but Wesley could no longer hear him because Fox had kissed him on the lips.

Wesley tried a little because he didn't want to be too obsessed with this feeling. He pulled Fox out and walked out of the door, ignoring what Casey and Barry were saying behind him.

"Fox, find a car. The war is about to start. My car is registered. I need to find a place to hide it," Wesley said directly.

"Okay, go hide nearby. Don't drive too far. Cross may be nearby." Fox didn't suspect anything and went straight to find a car. Wesley got in the car and looked at the independent building diagonally opposite, then drove away. After a few rounds, he stopped in a parking lot and took out his luggage. Then he used his advantage of familiarizing himself with the terrain to start walking through the alley. When he was sure that there was no tail, he came to the small building, went to the second floor by the outside stairs, and directly pried open the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered, a pistol was pressed against his forehead. Cross Carlos was standing on his left, pointing the pistol at his head.

Without the slightest fear, Wesley walked in and closed the door. "Is it okay to point a gun at your son like this?" Wesley asked Carlos.

"You know?" Carlos asked.

"Why don't you know? You have to know that I'm your son. I have the same ability as you. You've been observing me here, haven't you? There's no reason why I can't find you like this. Why did I observe someone for so long? Until that group of assassins appeared. They told me that my father was killed by you. So I had a new idea. Why do they need me to kill you?"

"Every day in their base, I see the people you killed being carried back one by one. I know that you are very powerful, and they are not your match. Then they need someone you can't kill to execute it. Isn't it reasonable that I am your son?"

"You're smart." Carlos put away his gun. What could he do to his son? But as soon as he put away his gun, Wesley punched him in the face with great force. "Don't get me wrong. This is for my mother. I'm your son. I won't complain about you, so I'll punch you."

"It seems that they trained you well. I left because I didn't want you to go the same way as me." Carlos wiped the blood from his mouth and didn't look angry at all.

"That's not a reason, especially since you can observe me here all the time. Your son needs nerve suppressants, and his girlfriend is fooling around with his friends. You can watch all of these. I really have nothing to say. However, the Assassin Brotherhood is too much of a threat to me. They will definitely kill me after they kill you, so we need to join forces to eliminate them."