Chapter 12: Mr.Smith

After I returned to the factory building, the cross was unhappy and facing the humanoid target was a ventilating random shooting. He tried everything to keep his son away from the whirlpool of killers, but Wesley was still involved and fell into the hands of the fierce brotherhood.
When I thought of Sloan's prideful face, the cross was annoyed. He was worried that Wesley would be persecuted. What would Sloan Wesley do if he was about to die ...
"Are you worried about your son?" Russell came to the cross, pressed the bullet into the magazine, and fired after loading.
The cross snorted and asked knowingly, which parent could be reckless to ignore the safety of the child?
Russell finished the magazine and said at will: "In fact, you don't have to worry about it. As long as you are alive, Sloan sleeps and sleeps for a day, and your son has the value of living. I bet it is fat. , Will not die. "
"I understand everything you say, but ..." Cross sighed suddenly: "Wesley, my son's name, I left him and his mother before he remembered. On the one hand, Don't want him to be hurt by the enemy, on the other hand ... "
When the cross talked about this jam, Russell took the words and continued: "On the other hand, he inherited your bloodline and has the potential to become a top killer, and you don't want his hands to be covered with blood, just want him to be an ordinary person. Survive. "
Cross looked at Russell distressed: "Why do you know again?"
Russell shrugged: "You know the reason, because my parents are killers, and they don't want me to follow this old path."
"Okay, I'm a bit messy now, I almost forgot about it. By the way, your parents are very qualified, they really love you!" Said the cross, thinking of himself and Wesley, and his expression was again For a while sad.
"My parents were successful for a while, but you pulled me in again."
Russell spoke in a bad way. His words made the cross blush, and he opened his mouth and dared not speak, and it was too offensive to say anything.
颓 "Don't be decadent. If you have time to be a quiet uncle Hu Jie, you might as well think about how to save your son Wesley and leave it to the Brotherhood sooner or later."
The cross looked at Russell deeply, probably because Wesley was in danger. He lowered his alertness to Russell and said bluntly: "I started to formulate an assassination plan against the Brotherhood long ago. It was no accident, Can take their old nest directly. "
"Go ahead as planned!"
"I also think, but the timing is not mature yet! There are still many core members of the Brotherhood. These people are top killers. Before they are dealt with, the success rate of the plan is very low. I don't want to do meaningless things."
"That Wesley is miserable. Whenever you kill a member of the Brotherhood, Wesley will be fed the next oil fish ..." Russell was poisoning his tongue, and saw the cross stare fiercely, and resolutely changed his mouth: "Well, without Happy Killer Fish, Wesley can be beaten up to every five minutes at most, or you can receive his spare parts every morning."
"Shut up, or I'll kill you! I swear!"
Russell blinked: "Let me say the last sentence, I promise you to listen to it."
The cross was expressionless and looked straight at Russell, who was totally unconscious and started spoiler. No, he began to explain his analysis.
"Have you thought about another possibility, Wesley has inherited your top killer blood, and cultivated it is full of adrenaline. Sloan may use him to deal with you."
"It's impossible, I'm Wesley's father, it's so stupid to train Wesley to assassinate me!" The cross was categorically negated.
"It's because you are Wesley's father that Sloan will do it even more, because you can't shoot Wesley in the face of ..." Russell stared at the cross's eyes, breaking his illusion: "You are Wesley Father, but who knows? Anyway, Wesley doesn't know, he only knows that he has no father since he was a child, doesn't he? "
Russell's words made the cross irrefutable. He was unwilling to accept this reality and forced to justify: "It is still impossible, Wesley is not so stupid!"
Sorry, your son is so stupid!
Russell clearly remembers that in the original book, Weasley, the unlucky one, has never distinguished who his father is. Sloan told him that he was the son of Datou, who was killed by the cross. By the way, he described the cross as a wicked villain. He used Wesley's determination to avenge his father and cultivated him into a top-notch. Killer.
Thinking of this, Russell suddenly froze, because the person who killed the big head now is not the cross ... but him!
I lie, I became Wesley's father to kill the enemy! ?
Russell was aggressive, and he hadn't thought of it when he killed his big head before. Now thinking about it, it really is the truth.
Thinking that he would become the son of destiny to kill his father and enemies, Russell has a sorrowful grief. This is no way to live!
"If they really made Wesley a killer, that would be a terrible thing. I don't want him to follow my old path, but he still ... this fate." The cross sadly hurt, probably to its own strength Confident, completely conscious of not being threatened by his son's life.
Russell interjected decisively: "Destroy the Brotherhood, maybe you can lead a normal life!"
"It's not that easy. The killer is not a cleaner. It's not like changing the job ..."
"If you don't do it, you will definitely fail. If you do, there is still a possibility. For your son, you should fight for it." Russell said with a face, for my life, you should fight for it.
The cross was stunned, and after a long while laughing, "You are right, I should fight for it. Fate is not always fixed."
Looking at the renewed cross, Russell nodded with satisfaction. The cannon fodder on the cross attracted firepower in the front, and the sense of security surged: "Next, we start training. I want to learn a little new technology. Your long-range sniper is good. At the Brotherhood headquarters, I can cover you 10 kilometers away! "
"Sorry, the plan has been disrupted. I don't have time to train you now. In the next days, I will speed up the cleanup of the Brotherhood members. The more I kill, the safer Wesley will be."
Russell was anxious: "Then what should I do, wouldn't you plan to let my novice cover you 10 miles away?"
Believe it or not, I'll blow your dog's head!
放 "Rest assured, although I can't train you, but I know a pretty powerful guy, and I will ask him to help train you." The cross picked up the note, wrote it down and wrote it to Russell soon.
Russell had a rough guess in the heart. In the original work, the cross was not alone in the fight against the Brotherhood. He had a reliable partner who provided him with a bad old man with special bullets.
The old man is a superficial phenomenon, and the person who can sculpt the warhead into a flower is definitely not ordinary. It is the first killer in the world 30 years ago!
Russell thought about it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Mizzi took the convenience note, I saw a string of addresses written on it, and attached a name.
"Mr. Smith!" Russell frowned. "Who is he, your Robin?"
The moment he saw the name, Russell thought of the Smiths. Then the question came. What is the relationship between Firefox and this Mr. Smith?
"He was a gun friend I knew when I was at work. He won the National Games Shooting Championship at the age of ten. He has superb marksmanship and can be completely shot. If it was not recruited by the army and signed a confidentiality treaty, he would have been Olympic champion! "
"He works in the army?"
"No, like me, he switched to a killer."
Duke groaned for a moment: "Is he handsome?"
The cross looked at Russell with a strange look, and stepped back silently, thinking of the oil fish mentioned earlier by Russell, his eyes were alert immediately.
"Damn, what's your look?" Russell realized that his words were ambiguous, and changed his words: "Okay, my fault. Just change the question, is his wife beautiful?"
The cross's eyes are even weirder. What on earth do you want to do?
"Please, can you stop thinking about it, I don't mean it in that respect. Also, it's important to answer my question."
"As far as I know, he is a single Hanjia poor ghost, and he has no wife at the age of thirty, uh, not even a girlfriend!" Cross smirked twice and continued: "Do you have any questions?"
有 "Yes! Where did you work before?"
"IRS!"
When Russell heard the words, he respected him. No wonder the cross was so powerful. Before the killer was killed, he was already a big brother.