5 Finally Here

He repeated every day for several days, going to work, eating, and going to bed. These things made Wesley a little depressed. He was originally a homebody squatting at home. Although his handsome appearance gave him the capital to face a new life, and at the same time, he had a date with Nicole, a beautiful woman from the company. That night, there was indeed a lot of atmosphere. After a dinner, the two went to the movies and found a hotel. Wesley was also strong, but Nicole still made him feel a little weak in the legs the next day.

As for excuses, there were a lot of them, and they were dismissed with a casual word that there was work to do. Barry also thought that Wesley had work to do, because Janis gave Wesley some financial statements again. She came at the right time.

That day, after work, Wesley came to the convenience store near his home again. Apple liked the energy drink very much. It said that it could indeed provide it with energy and let Wesley drink more every day.

When he came to the counter with a can of energy drink, he looked around out of habit. This time he saw his father, watching him from a distance. He didn't show any strange expression and turned back. A great beauty stood on his right, her eyes fixed on him.

She did look like Angelina Jolie. She had sexy lips, big eyes, and a slim figure. She was wearing a white dress and a pair of high heels. There was a big white bag on her shoulder. Wesley looked at her from head to toe and then said, "Beauty, what's the matter?"

After the waiter at the convenience store swiped the barcode with the energy drink, he looked at the two of them in a daze. He thought that this kid was really lucky that a beauty had taken the initiative to come to him. However, the conversation between them made him glad that she wasn't looking for him.

"I know your father," Beauty finally said.

"Well? My father? I don't know him. He left a week after he was born, so it's useless for you to tell me this. Or we can change the subject."

"I am sorry that your father died on the roof of the Metropolitan Building yesterday," the beautiful woman said again.

"Hehe, isn't this good news? I don't need to think about who my father is anymore," Wesley said with self-mockery. This was a line he had designed himself, and the shop assistant's expression was very rich, as if he had changed his face. He was envious and afraid.

"Your father is one of the best assassins ever. The person who killed him is behind you." After the beautiful woman finished speaking, she pulled out a very beautiful pistol with her right hand. It was silver-white with carved patterns on it. The handle was ivory and the magazine was extended. Such a big pistol in the hand of a woman doesn't seem so coordinated, but it has a visual impact.

Wesley could see it clearly because his heart was beating fast again. Although he knew that neither side would kill him, the gun battle that was about to begin still made him very nervous.

With a bang, the two sides started a gunfight. The beautiful woman pulled his collar with her left hand and pulled him directly to the side of the shelf. Wesley decided that he would not run around. His father was a top-notch assassin. As long as he stayed where he was with his head in his hands, he would not be hit. As for whether this beautiful woman was safe or not, it was not his concern.

The beauty squatted down, opened her satchel, and took out a turn gun rack. Then, she put her pistol in the front, swung it, and observed it through the aiming lens of the spearhead.

This kind of gun rack was developed during World War I and was not cheap to build. Wesley leaned against the shelf and did not move. He did not want to run out in a hurry. What if there was an accident? It was best to stay there and wait for this beauty to take him away.

Bang! A bullet flew past Wesley's head on the right side. He felt that he had made the right decision. Staying still was the best choice. The beautiful woman swung the gun rack and fired continuously, shattering all the anti-theft reflectors. This was supposed to be used for shoplifters in the observation point.

"Come with me." Finally, the big beauty stopped wasting time and pulled Wesley to the back door. When she came out and saw a red Porsche sports car parked here, she "got in" and pushed him. Wesley staggered and then quickly came to the passenger side. He opened the door and got in. It was safer to get in.

"Huh, where are you going to take me?" Wesley breathed heavily. He didn't know how to act, but it was not a problem to pretend to be nervous. Breathing heavily could cover up his poor acting skills.

"Sit tight." The beautiful woman was obviously not attracted to his handsome appearance. She did not answer his question and drove away from the spot. The speed of the car was very fast. Wesley quickly pulled his seat belt and fixed himself in place. This was not a pleasant flying trip.

A pet transport truck came out from behind him. It was obvious that it was chasing him. The car swayed violently and kept overtaking him. The busy road helped him. Otherwise, it would not be easy to catch a sports car.

The sports car also swung left and right, occasionally overtaking a car. If it really couldn't pass, it would hit the car in front of it, causing the car in front to lose control and then give way. What a domineering woman.

This was the first time Wesley had experienced this kind of thing. His heart was beating hard. "Keep it up," Apple reminded him. The heart moving so fast allowed it to run faster.

"Why don't you care about my safety?"

"I can't do anything about your safety." Apple's answer was still simple and clear, but it was unacceptable to most people. Wesley felt like he was no longer an ordinary person.

A shot was fired from behind, shattering the rear window. Wesley instantly shrank under the chair. This was the only way he felt safe. The beautiful woman glanced at him and smiled. Wesley could not tell what the smile meant, but he understood what she was going to do next. The beautiful woman was going to show off her superb shooting skills.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Several shots shattered the front window, and then the whole windshield fell down with a push. "Hold the steering wheel." This was what she said to Wesley, and Wesley immediately held the steering wheel with an expectant expression. Of course he was looking forward to Spring… No, it was the beauty's superb shooting skills. This was for sure and nothing else.

The beautiful woman climbed out. Then she turned over and hooked one foot on the steering wheel. The other foot hooked the window frame, revealing a pair of athletic legs in front of Wesley. "Be careful!" Wesley shouted and then held one of her legs. It felt good. At the same time, he praised himself for his wit.