Chapter 25: Driving difficulty factor is large, it is not recommended for beginners

Wesley frowned, and subconsciously refused: "I don't know what you're talking about, my father's death ..."
"It hurts!"
Russell interrupted Wesley and patted his elbow: "The process is too bloody, I won't go into details. Although I don't know how Sloan said to you, but I'm sure you have not investigated Thing. "
Wesley was silent, and he did not investigate.
In fact, he was stopped by Sloan when he was about to investigate, on the grounds that he was afraid of the ambush of the cross.
Russell continued: "There is a lot of evidence verifying that I killed Big Back. If you did investigate, you can see that my wanted warrant is still pending at the police station. Maybe Sloan can delete the police file, but those The memory of the evidence cannot be altered. Point your gun at their heads and you will know the truth. "
Wesley was speechless and strong self-defense: "This is just your side, who knows whether it is true or false, unless you let me go and investigate the truth to believe you."
"Boy, don't play tricks in front of me, your set is too naive."
"Even if you are telling the truth, what can prove?" Wesley looked at the cross and continued: "He tried to kill me several times, how can this be explained?"
Russell slapped on Wesley's head: "Stupid, he is to save you and keep you away from the Brotherhood's killer. And, if he really wants to kill you, why are you still alive?"
"He wants to use me, impersonate my father, and let me and the Brotherhood kill each other!"
Wesley made up a good reason, whether Russell believes it or not, he believes it.
Russell sneered: "You never thought that the person who used you was a brotherhood, and they let you and your biological father kill each other?"
"..."
Wesley was silent and lived for more than 20 years. He was not an opinionated person, and now he didn't know who to believe.
Russell took a deep look at Wesley and gave the cross a wink: "Have you no evidence in your hand that you are Wesley's biological father?"
The cross suddenly realized: "Yes, there are many. We have photographs of Wesley from childhood to large, and I have them in my bedroom."
Russell covered his face with his hand: "Then bring it over, it'll be fine if you take it out!"
The cross quickly ran out of the factory building. At this moment, Wesley heard the sound of the familiar light rail. The sound was weak because of the sound insulation effect, but Wesley was too familiar, and he realized that he was not far from home.
Fifty minutes later, the cross ran back pantingly, holding a dozen albums in his arms, and Wesley's face turned white, and he began to believe.
The reason is simple, the cross has always lived near his house, otherwise he would not return so quickly.
Cross spread out the album, as several families pointed at the baby in the photo: "Wesley, this is your picture at birth ..."
"This is a picture of your football team when you were in elementary school. I thought you would become an athlete ..."
"This is the graduation ceremony of your elementary school. I took a picture in a corner ..."
"this is……"
"..."
还有 "And this, this is your birth certificate, I keep it forever!"
He looked at the cross that was endless like a salty wet, Wesley's tears soaked his eyes, and the love in the cross's eyes, he had only seen it in the eyes of other parents. He had longed for this look since his mother died.
Wesley bowed his head and choked, thinking that he would almost kill his father, and his tears were complicated. The cross showed his busy side again, the album fell from his hands, he reached out to hug Wesley, hesitated to collect it again, and the silly husband stood and wept.
Russell's eyes were dimmed, and he thought of unpleasant things. He turned his lips to Firefox, pulled her hair and raised his head.
别 "Don't pretend to sleep. Your breathing has betrayed you. Now that you are awake, tell Wesley who is his real father."
The fire fox's eyelashes twitched slightly, opened her eyes full of blood, and spit a saliva to Russell.
Russell flashed his head, held Firefox's head, and let her look at Wesley.
Facing Wesley's unbelievable eyes, Firefox closed her eyes. She didn't dare to see Wesley, it was a tacit consent.
At this time, the cross had untied Wesley's rope. The father and son held the back afraid of hitting each other's back. Russell rushed to the point. The top killer Cross pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and hummed Snot.
Wesley came to Firefox with his eyes still in tears. The pain in his heart was beyond words, and he couldn't believe that the beloved goddess would make him kill his biological father.
"You know all this, why do you lie to me? Do you know how much I trust you ... like you?"
Wesley's voice was a little trembling, but Firefox was very decisive. She opened her eyes and said coldly, "Because only you can kill the cross!"
"Is this the same shit?"
"The cross betrayed the Brotherhood, and his name appeared on the loom, even in the most despicable way, he must be killed."
Wesley was speechless. He knew the rules of the Brotherhood. He killed one person and saved 1,000 people. At first he didn't understand it, but later he knew the meaning. The name appearing on the destiny loom is bound to become the most sinful person, and he began to struggle again. It turned out that his own dad was not a good person.
"Sloan cheated you!"
The cross patted Wesley on the shoulder and glanced at Firefox again. "Including you, he deceived everyone ..."
He said, the cross tells of the cause and effect of his defection from the Brotherhood.
Bass Sloan falsified the assassination list for his own personal benefit. The cross found Sloan's name on the loom, and after investigation, found out the conspiracy. Sloan was afraid of being exposed, and he pre-empted the list of crosses and issued instructions to hunt them down, which led to a series of incidents.
Wesley decisively chose to believe in the cross, and Firefox sniffed, saying with cold humming that it was all sophistry. In order to prove himself, the cross took out a small piece of cloth that he carried with him. Above it was a binary code that required a magnifying glass to see. After deciphering, it was the name of the assassin.
Wesley took the magnifying glass, cracked the binary password a little bit, and finally came up with Sloan's name, and he was all bad. If Sloan had been faking the list, would there have been innocent people in the few people he had killed before?
Firefox was a little flustered. She didn't know whether the cross had faked the assassination list. It was about belief and she couldn't calm down.
Russell snatched Wesley's deciphered name and shook it in front of Firefox, stimulating her sensitive nerves: "Assuming Sloan is the one who betrayed the Brotherhood ~ EbookFREE.me ~ then you are the helper, You have killed many people over the years. How many of them are wrong? "
The roaring fox roared, struggling to stand up, the rope was squeaky, and Russell picked up a black oily rag and stuck it in her mouth.
The firefox glared in anger, with the boiling flames burning in his eyes, and Russell was stunned and looked away with a whistle.
Wesley couldn't bear it: "Wait, she is also a victim and has been slammed by Sloan, maybe we can draw her ..."
Russell frowned: "Boy, I know you like her, but she is not for you. If I'm not wrong, Sloan must have given her an order, and after you kill the cross, she will perform the assassination task on you. "
Wesley nodded and said she knew: "It didn't matter. She didn't know it at the time. She definitely won't."
He said, Wesley was about to untie the rope that tied Firefox, but as soon as he untied his right foot, he was hit by a husky foot of Firefox.
Russell looked funny: "I said, she's not for you!"
Although the headlights and taillights are magnificent, the S-type body has a smooth appearance and conforms to aerodynamic principles, but the performance is wild, the chassis is high, the power is sufficient, the noise is strong, the exhaust pipe is too thick, and the driving difficulty factor is large. It is not recommended for beginners.
Wesley was lying on the ground, his legs were shaking, and he still repented: "I ... I think it's ... well, it just takes a little time to get used to."
Facing the goddess, licking a dog will not repent!

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