End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Wesley frowned, subconsciously refused: "I don't know what you are talking about, the cause of my father's death..."

"It hurts to death!"

Russell interrupted Wesley and patted his elbow: "The process was too bloody, so I won't go into details. Although I don't know what Sloan told you, I'm sure you haven't investigated this thing."

Wesley was silent, he did not investigate.

In fact, when he was about to investigate, Sloan stopped him because he was afraid that he would be ambushed by a cross.

Russell continued: "There is a lot of evidence to verify that I killed Dabeitou. If you really investigate, you will find that my arrest warrant is still hanging in the police station. Maybe Sloan can delete the files of the police station, but those people The memory of witnesses cannot be deleted, put a gun to their heads, and you will know the truth."

Wesley was left speechless, and tried to defend himself: "This is just your one-sided statement. No one knows whether it is true or not. Only when you let me go and investigate the truth can you be believed."

"Boy, don't play tricks in front of me, your tricks are too naive."

"Even if what you said is true, what can that prove?" Wesley glanced at the cross, and continued: "He tried to kill me several times, how can this be explained?"

Russell slapped Wesley on the forehead: "Stupid, he was trying to save you from the killers of the Brotherhood. And, if he really wanted to kill you, why are you still alive?"

"He wants to use me, pretend to be my father, and make me and the Brotherhood kill each other!"

Wesley came up with a reliable reason, whether Russell believed it or not, he believed it himself.

Russell sneered: "Haven't you ever thought that the people who use you are the Brotherhood, and they let you and your biological father kill each other?"

"..."

Wesley was silent and lived in a daze for more than twenty years. He was not a man of his own opinion, and he didn't know who to trust right now.

Russell took a deep look at Wesley, and gave the cross a wink: "Don't you have any evidence in your hand to prove that you are Wesley's biological father?"

The cross suddenly realized: "Yes, there are many, I have photos of Wesley from childhood to adulthood, and they are kept in my bedroom."

Russell covered his face with his hands: "Then take it here, and nothing will happen if I take it out earlier!"

The cross quickly ran to the factory building. At this moment, Wesley heard the familiar light rail sound. Because of the sound insulation effect, the sound was very faint, but Wesley was so familiar that he realized that his location was not far from home.

Five minutes later, Cross came back panting heavily, holding a dozen photo albums in his arms. Wesley's face turned pale, and he began to believe it.

The reason is simple, the cross has been living near his home, otherwise he would not return so soon.

Cross spread out the photo album, pointing to the baby in the photo: "Wesley, this is a photo of you when you were born..."

"This is a picture of you on the soccer team in elementary school, I thought you were going to be an athlete..."

"This is your elementary school graduation ceremony, I hid in a corner to take pictures..."

"This is……"

"..."

"And this, this is your birth certificate, I have always treasured it!"

Looking at the cross that was eloquent like a salty uncle, Wesley's tears soaked his eyes. The kindness in the eyes of the cross was something he had only seen in the eyes of other people's parents. Ever since his mother died, he had been longing for this kind of look.

Wesley lowered his head and choked up, thinking that he almost killed his father, he was in a complicated mood and burst into tears. The cross showed his flustered side again, the photo album fell from his hands, he reached out to hug Wesley, but took it back hesitantly, the silly couple stood and wept.

Russell's eyes were dim, thinking of something unpleasant, he curled his lips and came to Firefox, grabbed her hair and raised his head.

"Don't pretend to be asleep, your breathing has betrayed you,

Now that you're awake, tell Wesley who his real father is. "

Firefox's eyelashes trembled slightly, opened its eyes full of murderous intent, and spit at Russell with a mouthful of bloody saliva.

Russell turned his head and pressed Firefox's head to make her look at Wesley.

Facing Wesley's unbelievable eyes, Firefox closed her eyes. She didn't dare to look at Wesley, and she acquiesced to all this.

At this time, Cross had already untied the rope on Wesley's body, and the father and son were holding each other for fear of hitting each other's backs. To Russell's embarrassment, the top killer Cross pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket, snorted and blew snot.

Wesley came to Firefox with wet eyes, the pain in his heart was unspeakable, and he couldn't believe that his beloved goddess would instigate him to kill his biological father.

"You know all this, why do you lie to me? You know how much I trust you...do you like you?"

Wesley's voice trembled, but Firefox was very decisive. She opened her eyes and said coldly, "Because only you can kill the cross!"

"Is that the shitty reason?"

"The cross betrayed the brotherhood, his name was on the loom, and he must be killed in the most despicable way."

Wesley was stunned and speechless. He knew the principles of the Brotherhood, killing one to save a thousand. At first he didn't understand it, but later he realized the deep meaning. The name that appeared on the loom of fate would definitely become a heinous person, and he began to struggle again, it turned out that his own father was not a good person.

"Sloan lied to you!"

Cross patted Wesley on the shoulder, then glanced at Firefox again: "Including you, he deceived everyone..."

As he spoke, the cross recounted the ins and outs of his defection from the Brotherhood.

Sloan falsifies the assassination list for his own selfishness. The cross finds Sloan's name appearing on the loom, and the conspiracy is discovered after investigation. Afraid of being exposed, Sloan took the first step to forge the list of crosses and issued an order to hunt down them, which triggered a series of incidents.

Wesley resolutely chose to believe in the cross, but Firefox scoffed, saying with a cold snort that this was all sophistry. In order to prove himself, the cross took out a small piece of cloth that he carried with him. On it was a binary code that could only be seen with a magnifying glass. After deciphering it, it was the name of the assassin.

Wesley took the magnifying glass, cracked the binary code bit by bit, and finally came up with Sloan's name. He was not well. If Sloan has been falsifying the list, are there innocent people in the few people he killed before?

Firefox was a little flustered, she didn't know whether the cross forged the assassination list, it was a matter of faith, so she couldn't help her to keep calm.

Russell snatched the name deciphered by Wesley, shook it in front of Firefox, and stimulated her sensitive nerves: "Assuming that Sloan is the one who betrayed the Brotherhood, then you are the executioner who helped the evil, you have killed many people over the years. Few people, how many souls are there?"

Firefox roared angrily, struggling to stand up, the rope creaked, Russell picked up a rag stained with black oil and stuffed it in her mouth.

Firefox glared at him, his eyes were burning with boiling flames, Russell's crotch felt cold, and he whistled and looked away.

Wesley couldn't bear it: "Wait, she is also a victim and has been kept in the dark by Sloan. Maybe we can win her over..."

Russell frowned: "Boy, I know you like her, but she is not suitable for you. If I guessed correctly, Sloan must have given her an order to assassinate you after you killed the cross. "

Wesley nodded and said he knew: "It doesn't matter. She didn't know it at the time, and she certainly won't now."

As he said that, Wesley was about to untie the rope that bound Firefox, but just as he untied his right foot, he was hit in the vitals by Firefox's provocative foot, and fell to his knees with a pale face.

Russell looked amused: "As I said, she is not suitable for you!"

Although the headlights and taillights are majestic, and the S-shaped body looks smooth and conforms to the aerodynamic principle, 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 high. Beginners are not recommended to start.

Wesley was lying on the ground, his legs were shaking, and he was still unrepentant: "I...I think it's...not bad, it just takes a little time to get used to it."

Facing the goddess, licking the dog will never repent!

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【Fighting Street Diary】

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