End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

After returning to the factory building, the cross was sullen, and shot randomly at the human target in a venting style. He tried every means to keep his son away from the vortex of the killer, but Wesley was still involved and fell into the hands of the murderous Brotherhood.

Thinking of Sloan's pious face, the cross was annoyed. He was worried that Wesley would be persecuted, and if Sloan threatened Wesley's life, what would he do...

"Are you worried about your son?" Russell came to the side of the cross, pressed the bullet into the clip, loaded it, and started shooting slowly.

The cross snorted coldly, and asked knowingly, which parent can be cruel and ignore the safety of the child?

After finishing the clip, Russell said casually: "Actually, you don't have to worry. As long as you live for a day, Sloan will have trouble sleeping and eating for a day, and your son is worth living. I bet, at most he will be beaten up." , won't die."

"I understand everything you said, but..." Cross sighed dejectedly: "Wesley, my son's name, I left him and his mother before he could remember anything. On the one hand, I don't want him to be hurt by the enemy, on the other hand..."

When the cross got stuck, Russell took over the conversation and continued: "On the other hand, he has inherited your blood and has the potential to become a top killer, and you don't want his hands to be covered in blood, you just want him to be an ordinary person. live."

Cross looked at Russell in distress: "Why do you know?"

Russell shrugged: "You know the reason, because my parents are killers, and they don't want me to go down this old path."

"Well, I'm a little messed up now, and I almost forgot about it. By the way, your parents are very qualified, and they really love you!" Cross said, thinking of himself and Wesley, his expression was again A moment of sadness.

"My parents succeeded for a while, but you pulled me in again."

Russell opened his mouth and said badly, his words made the old man of the cross blush, he opened his mouth and didn't dare to speak, no matter what he said, it was too against his will.

"Don't be decadent. If you have time to be a quiet bearded uncle, you might as well think about how to rescue your son Wesley. Sooner or later, there will be problems in the fraternity."

The cross took a deep look at Russell, probably because Wesley was in danger, he lowered his guard against Russell, and said bluntly: "A long time ago, I started to make an assassination plan against the Brotherhood. If there is no accident, It can directly take away their old nest."

"Then follow the plan!"

"I want to too, but the time is not yet ripe! There are still many core members of the Brotherhood. These people are top killers. Before dealing with them, the success rate of the plan is very low. I don't want to do meaningless things."

"That's terrible for Wesley. Whenever you kill a member of the fraternity, Wesley will be fed an oily fish..." Russell was speaking viciously, but when he saw the cross staring at him viciously, he changed his words decisively: "Well, without the gay fish, Wesley gets beaten up every five minutes at best, or every morning, you get spare parts for him."

"Shut up or I'll kill you! I swear!"

Russell blinked: "I will say the last sentence, I promise you will like to hear it."

The cross was expressionless and stared straight at Russell, who was completely unconscious and began to spoiler, no, he began to explain his own analysis.

"Have you ever thought about another possibility, Wesley inherited your top killer bloodline, and if you cultivate it, you will be full of adrenaline, and Sloan may use him to deal with you."

"It's impossible. I'm Wesley's father. It's too stupid to train Wesley to assassinate me!" Cross categorically denied.

"Because you are Wesley's father, Sloan will do this even more, because you can't shoot Wesley..." Russell looked directly into the eyes of the cross, breaking his illusion: "You are Wesley father,

But who knows? Anyway, Wesley didn't know, he only knew that he had no father since he was a child, didn't he? "

Russell's words made the cross unable to refute. He was unwilling to accept this reality, and forcefully argued: "It's still impossible, Wesley is not that stupid!"

Sorry, your son is so stupid!

Russell clearly remembers that in the original book, the unlucky Wesley never knew who his father was. Sloan told him that he was the son of Dabeitou, and Dabeitou was killed by the cross. By the way, he described the cross as a heinous villain. Using Wesley's determination to avenge his father, he trained him to be the only top killer.

Thinking of this, Russell was suddenly stunned, because the person who killed the big back was not the cross... but him!

Damn, I became Wesley's paternal enemy! ?

Russell was stunned. He hadn't thought of this when he killed Dabeitou before, but now that he thinks about it, it really makes sense.

Thinking of becoming the father-killing enemy of Destiny's Child, Russell felt a ball of sadness, this is no way out!

"If they really train Wesley to be a killer, it's really terrible. I don't want him to follow my old path, but he still... this damn fate." The cross was sad, probably because of his own strength. Confident, completely unaware that his son threatened his life.

Russell decisively interjected: "Eliminate the Brotherhood, maybe you can live a normal life!"

"It's not that easy. The killer is not a cleaner. You can't just change jobs if you want to..."

"If you don't do it, you will definitely fail. If you do it, there is still a possibility. For your son, you should fight for it." Russell said with a straight face. For my life, you should fight for it.

The cross was stunned, and smiled after a long while: "You are right, I should fight for it, fate is not always fixed."

Seeing the refreshed cross, Russell nodded with satisfaction. With the cross as cannon fodder in front to attract firepower, his sense of security surged: "Next, let's start training. I want to learn a little new technology. Your long-range sniper is good, counterattack I can cover you 10 kilometers away while the Brotherhood is at HQ!"

"Sorry, the plan was disrupted. I don't have time to train you now. In the next few days, I will speed up the cleanup of the Brotherhood members. The more I kill, the safer Wesley will be."

Russell was in a hurry: "Then what should I do? You don't plan to let me, a novice, cover you 10 miles away?"

Believe it or not, I'll blow your dog's head off!

"Don't worry, although I can't train you, I know a pretty good guy, and I will ask him to help train you." Cross picked up the post-it note, started to write, and quickly handed Russell an address.

Russell had a rough guess in his mind. In the original book, the cross was not fighting alone in the process of fighting against the Brotherhood. He had a reliable partner, a bad old man who provided him with special bullets.

The bad old man is just a superficial phenomenon. A person who can carve a warhead into a flower must be extraordinary. He must have been the number one killer in the world 30 years ago!

Russell thought so, happily took the note, and saw a string of addresses and a name attached to it.

"Mr. Smith!" Russell frowned, "Who is he, your Robin?"

The moment Russell saw the name, Russell thought of the Smiths. Then the question came, what is the relationship between Firefox and this Mr. Smith?

"He is a gun buddy I met when I was working. He won the shooting champion of the National Games at the age of ten. He is superb with marksmanship and can be called perfect. If he hadn't been recruited by the army and signed a non-disclosure agreement, he would have been a long time ago. Olympic champion!"

"He works in the army?"

"No, like me, he changed his career and became a killer."

Duke pondered for a while: "Is he handsome?"

Cross looked at Russell with a strange face, and silently took two steps back. Thinking of the oily fish that Russell mentioned earlier, his eyes instantly became alert.

"Damn, what kind of eyes do you have?" Russell realized that his words were ambiguous, and changed his words: "Okay, my fault. Change the question again, is his wife beautiful?"

The look in the eyes of the cross is even weirder, what on earth do you want to do?

"Please, can you stop thinking about it, I don't mean that. Also, answer my question, it's very important."

"As far as I know, he is a bachelor and a poor ghost. He has no wife at the age of thirty, um, he doesn't even have a girlfriend!" Cross laughed twice, and continued: "Do you have any questions?"

"Yes! Where did you work before?"

"IRS!"

Russell was in awe when he heard the words, no wonder the cross is so powerful, he was already a big boss before he became a killer.