Chapter 168

By the roadside, amidst the green fields, there were one woman and three men in the car, which did not sway and was stable.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Mike, sitting in the passenger seat, watched the three, each with their own thoughts, with interest.

It was Wesley who was young after all, and after a few seconds of silence, He broke the silence.

Without hesitation, he lifted the gun in his hand and pointed it at cross on the passenger seat.

Cross, who had been prepared for this, immediately grabbed the other man's wrist and tilted his head slightly to the side.

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out and the window of the car shattered with the sound.

Just then, Fox also picked up the gun and was about to shoot at Cross when her body suddenly fell backwards towards Mike.

"Poof!"

A bullet hole appeared in the backrest of her seat, and Cross's gun was pointed obscurely at Fox.

Just then, Wesley moved his gun towards Mike.

Fox blushed and pointed the gun at Wesley, and cross lifted Wesley's wrist with force.

"Bang!"

A bullet was fired and a hole appeared in the roof of the car.

In the next second, without waiting for Wesley to make a move, Cross surprisingly held the gun against Wesley's chin.

Wesley's eyes widened as he looked at Fox and Cross, his head a little confused.

What's going on?

Why are they all targeting me?

Perhaps seeing Wesley's confusion, Cross spoke up and explained, "Mr. Kent was my teacher in the Fraternity."

The Fox glanced at Cross lightly and said, "I respect Mike a lot."

Wesley was stunned suddenly, turned his head to glare at Cross and said, "You killed my dad!"

"I'm the one who ..."

"Shut up!"

Fox shifted his gun to the cross, her eyes cold.

If it wasn't for Mike's words, bullets must have been flying around in this small space.

"Ahem!"

Mike coughed lightly and said, "Give me a break and let's talk."

With that, with a thought, he controlled the three men to hand the gun to him before the embodied ability was about to disappear.

The three men looked at Mike with a look of shock in their eyes.

If Mike had controlled them before by directly suspending their minds and they had no idea what was going on, this time Mike had simply taken control of their bodies compulsively.

This feeling of knowing what they were doing, but not being able to control their bodies, was too bad for them, one might even say horrible.

Mike said, "Well, now that you've all calmed down, it's time to talk."

Looking at the gun in Mike's hand, the three men fell silent again.

"You go first."

Mike looked to Wesley with a fearful face and very nervous.

Wesley stammered a little nervously, "My name is Wesley, I was a sales manager before and now I'm an assassin, I fired myself from the my boss who keeps humiliating me not long ago, kicked my girlfriend who cuckolded me and beat up my friend who cuckolded me ..."

Cross and Firefox's eyes shifted slightly, glancing vaguely at Wesley's hand.

Mike, however, couldn't help but say, "Well played!"

With that, a smiling Mike raised his hand quickly, and before any of the three could see, the shot rang out, the bullet grazing Wesley's hair and shattering the back window of the car.

Cross and Firefox sighed.

Wesley couldn't even hide his little mind from them, so how could he hide it from Mike?

Mike smiled and said, "Wesley, who do you think you can fool with your little attention-grabbing tricks of talking?"

Nudging Wesley with the gun in his hand.

Wesley gritted his teeth and held out the other gun.

Mike took it and said, "Go on."

Wesley stopped pretending and said bluntly, "I'm after Cross, my father's killer."

Mike nodded to the cross, "Your turn."

Cross took a deep breath and said to Wesley, "I'm your father"

Wesley said angrily, "I'm your father!"

"..."

He looked at Wesley, his eyes gentle yet helpless, even filled with a look of pain.

As if sensing something, Wesley stiffened and turned his head to look at the expressionless Fox.

Puzzled, shocked, to finally furious.

Wesley's expression changed rapidly.

"Is he telling the truth?"

Instead of answering, Fox looked at cross and said, "Why did you rebel against the organization?"

Wesley roared in anger, "Answer me!"

The Fox glanced faintly at Wesley and said, "Yes."

Wesley froze, grabbing his hair with both hands and burying his head between his arms.

Cross looked at his son with distress and said to the Fox, "What if I said that I had never betrayed The Fraternity?."

Firefox frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"I only betrayed Sloan."

As if realising something, Firefox's eyes narrowed slightly.

Cross said faintly, "Sloan is the one who has betrayed The Fraternity, betrayed Destiny."

"He had been faking his targets for his own personal gain, and he was the one that 'Destiny' wanted to kill."

"He tried to kill me to silence me after I found the piece of Destiny's wanted list that says his name."

Eyes drooping, Fox whispered, "Why should I believe what you say?"

"That's up to you." Cross spoke faintly, then said in an icy tone, "But you shouldn't have used Wesley."

Fox: "He's the only one who has the best chance of killing you."

Wesley looked up, snapped his head at the two men and roared, "Shit, you're all shit!"

He had thought he was the Chosen Assassin who had avenged his father's death and changed his life forever, but it turned out that ... was a pawn in someone else's hand?

The Fox pursed his lips and said, "Sorry."

Wesley took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said, "I'm going to see Sloan!"

Whether it was to verify the truth of these words or to get revenge, he needed to see Sloan.

"That's the way to solve the problem." Mike smiled at the trio and said, "Look, it still pays to talk."

Cross nodded to Mike and said, "Thank you, Mr. Kent."

If it hadn't been for Mike, he would still be hanging out with Wesley.

Fox looked at Mac curiously and asked carefully, "So, you came to settle this because of Cross? Or is it because of me?"

"Both, I guess."

Mike shrugged.

The corner of Fox's mouth quirked up slightly.

Seeing this, Wesley grunted.

Mike suddenly turned his head, smiled at Wesley, and said kindly, "Nice cuckold, lad?"

Wesley was mortified.

Cross coughed softly and suddenly felt a little weak inside when he saw Mike looking at him meaningfully.

"You've been living across the street from Wesley, do you think it looks good?"

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At the words, Wesley looked at Cross incredulously, a face that turned red with anger before turning instantly pale again.

Cross looked at Mike in shock.

How did he know that? Was it because of that ability just now?

A thought flashed through Cross's mind, and seeing Wesley staring at himself, a cold sweat surprisingly broke out on this top killer's forehead as he said, "I want you to live an ordinary life, and so i can only look at you secretly in this way."

This is the helplessness of a father.

But at this time Wesley's mind is only one thought.

"You ... saw it all?"

Wesley felt like his face was melting off when he thought about what he and his girlfriend were doing at home.

Cross was silent.

Wesley shuddered.

Fox looked at the father and son who looked like they had turned into statues in the back seat and couldn't help but let out a low chuckle

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