End of the Sky

Cross face soaked and immersed Russell in the slightly muddy pool, stiffly said, "It's here tonight, let's continue tomorrow, you take a good rest!"

The head of the cross did not return, and every time I remembered Russell's straight and clear shot, he felt a headache. I thought that Russell would be able to quickly train and become a talent, but now it seems that he is too idealistic.

If you score Russell's performance just now, the choice of the cross is D, DoubleD, no more!

The good news is that he didn't aim his head when he fired, otherwise it would be difficult to find a good assistant!

Russell also had a painful face. It was deceiving to live alive after being shot on TV. He only lost one's fighting ability with a shot in his thigh. Those who were shot in the arms and continued to fight back with their guns, or have not fallen a dozen guns in their bodies, I really don't know what physiological structure it is.

Russell expected the cross to fire suddenly, but did not expect to fire two in a row. It can be seen that with his current strength, it is very difficult to deal with top killers without equipping the cards.

Soaked in the pool, Russell felt that the wound on his thigh was a bit itchy, and there were several injuries that were frustrated during the day, like ants crawling on the wound, which was very uncomfortable.

This is a normal response to wound recovery, because discomfort is caused too quickly. The muddy liquid in the pool is not simple. [Assassin Alliance] In this world, except for the bullet time and the loom, the most mysterious is the medicine soaked in his eyes. bath.

Drugs in water can stimulate white blood cells through skin contact, speed up the healing process, bruises, cuts, and fractures, and can recover in a few hours, much stronger than Russell's unreliable system.

At the headquarters of the Brotherhood, the No. 17 textile factory, there is a place called a rehabilitation room, which also has this kind of medicine pool for quickly repairing injuries.

The leader of the Brotherhood of the Brotherhood, Morgan Freeman, is not right. The leader, Sloan, is the largest gauze in the textile mill. There are many ways to make money. Why do you have to choose to kill? He can take the formula to apply for a patent, and then open a factory to make a diluted version of the healing medicine.

With this magic medicine in hand, the hegemony of the medical profession is simply a piece of cake, and a rich country is not a dream at all!

"If Sloan goes to a certain point, he will be on the street properly ..." Russell closed his eyes and immersed himself in the water.

Uh ...

The next day, Russell's biological clock automatically awakened him. He broke away from the surface of the solidified potion, climbed up from the pool, changed his clothes, and waited until he saw the cross.

Russell practiced shooting in the shooting range of the workshop. Due to the improvement of his intellectual properties and the residual memory of the subway police, he shot a human target at a high rate. After five consecutive shots, he gave up the practice without challenge.

Without him, inflated!

Russell waited for a while, seeing that the cross had not yet come, and he was hungry and decided to go out for food. The effect of the medicated bath was very effective. All his injuries recovered. He could not see that he had suffered a gunshot wound last night. In contrast, he is now hungry.

I am still the grandfather of KFC, not because he was not selected because of poverty, but because the junk food is high in calories and can supplement the energy consumed.

After filling his stomach, Russell returned to the factory building, still without the ghost of the cross. He speculated that the other party might be peering into his girlfriend's daily life, so that he could not type with both hands, or might be hunting down a target.

Russell picked up the pistol and performed an hour of boring practice again, and then he gave up. The rigid low-level training could not improve him except for killing time.

There are not many pistols on the cross. The cross is not his old nest. Russell can see that the cross has no idea of ​​candid announcement. But it doesn't matter, Russell has read the original book and knows his biggest weakness, his son-Wesley!

If there really is a child of fate, then in the world of the Assassin Alliance, Wesley is the child of fate.

Tatars live forever, some become legends, and some are downright speculators. Investigate the reason, do you think you are not capable?

No, you have enough power, but your genes don't!

All roads lead to Rome, but some people were born in Rome, and TM is the Prince of Rome!

The world of the Assassin Alliance is a world of bloodlines. Without bloodlines of adrenaline, it cannot be a top killer. It took Wesley only two weeks to surpass many genius 20 years of hard work. Who does this make sense to?

But Russell didn't panic, he was hanging!

I talked about Wesley, Russell felt it necessary to contact him. The boy's late super god, except for the cross, was his most hanged. Now that he is still dark, he needs to invest.

Although it is likely to anger the cross, he can't blame him. A coincidence. Where would he know Wesley was the cross's son?

Before he still has use value, Russell decides to wave it first!

Russell put on a baseball cap and walked out of the gate of the factory building. Follow the light rail route and follow the clues in his memory.

Wesley's rental house is near the light rail, but Russell found that the neighborhood is full of old-fashioned rental houses with three or five floors; Wesley has an ATM machine next to his house, but Russell has found more than thirty ATMs; Wesley I often buy medicines that suppress the onset of anxiety disorders in a supermarket near my home, but Russell found five supermarkets along the light rail track, each of which sold the medicine.

Russell: "..."

好 "Well, when it is familiar with the terrain, at least when I am chased and killed, I will not get into a dead end."

Looking at the moon rising after sunset, Russell abandoned his plan to find Wesley. There are too few clues, and it is likely that Wesley appeared in front of him, and he could not recognize it.

Because there is no rule, in his world, Wesley looks exactly like the movie.

As for a passerby asking Wesley's address, Russell did not use this method, what he needed was a chance encounter.

Holding the family bucket in his arms, Russell wandered under the street lights, when the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Shit, where have you been?"

Russell moved the phone slightly away, the roar of the cross was too noisy, and his earwax was almost shaking.

"I've been waiting for you in the factory for a long time, and I came out to find something to eat. The current position is ..." Russell looked around. A supermarket called "THEEGGSTORE" was next to the ATM machine embedded in the wall.

"Well, you can still be alive. Now no matter where you are, hurry back to the factory to stay, the Brotherhood's killer is nearby, be careful yourself." The cross hangs up after speaking.

Russell listened to the blind sound in his mobile phone, and looked at the supermarket not far away, his heart began to beat faster, and he felt that it would be dangerous here.

"You're right, I'll go back!"

Some things and some people, you can't avoid it if you want to avoid it. Just when Russell turned around and didn't take a few steps, a gun shot suddenly in the supermarket.

After the explosion, the hanging young man in a dark blue coat ran out in a panic.

Russell leaned against the wall, his eyes locked on the hanging silk youth. Although there was a slight change in his face and his memory, he intuitively told him that the youth in front of him was Wesley.

Hey!

The harsh sound of tire friction sounded in Russell's ear, and the cross drove out of the alley with a box truck carrying pets ~ www.readwn.com ~ and stepped on the brake and stopped beside Russell.

"Fcuk, what are you doing here?" The cross was dumbfounded, too coincident.

Russell shrugged without saying a word, picked up the chicken drumsticks in the barrel of the family and took a bite, the meaning was already obvious.

当然 I'm eating here, of course, otherwise what else can I do!

On the other side, Wesley ran into the parking lot in a panic and was taken away by a cool red supercar.

Dodge-Viper SRT-10!

The tradition of American sports cars is to carry large displacement to the end. This SRT-10 is an example of uncompromising American displacement. A 600-horsepower 8.4-liter engine has greater displacement, more power, and more torque. Like a fierce offensive viper.

Russell nodded repeatedly: "This car is great, what do you think?"

The cross rolled his eyes and dragged Russell into the car: "You come to drive, don't lose it ... uh, how is your car skills?"

"Average car skills, press the accelerator to the end, the rest will follow!"

"What !?"

"Be sure to fasten your seat belts, pay attention to complying with traffic regulations, and we are on the road ..."

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The cross swallowed, and subconsciously fastened the seatbelt. He felt a heart-warming power from Russell, and it was only the momentum that only those who reached the peak in a certain field.

This is an old driver!

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【Bash Street Diary】

The writing writers are divided into two categories, Dashen and Flutter Street. Some are dedicated to the Great God, and others are dedicated to Flutter Street.