Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

"Simply put, someone wants to kill my son."

"who?"

"An organization, a very awesome organization."

"What organization?" Brian planned to track it down.

This case has made all the police departments in New York City anxious.

The scene of the crime was in a school, which is a forbidden area for any government.

There is absolutely no place for violent crime to be tolerated.

But this time more than a dozen people died, and two students were among them.

"Assassin organization."

"How to find them?"

"do not know."

"do not know?"

"They will come to find my son." Jin Si said.

"They also caused your injuries?" Brian asked solemnly.

He knew how scary Jin Si was.

Bare hands can perform laparotomy on people.

One man wiped out a group of terrorists.

But now he was seriously injured.

"No, I accidentally fell and hurt myself when I went to the toilet."

"Hehe..." Brian obviously didn't believe Jin Si's words.

"Daddy was stabbed by a killer girl."

Brian gasped. A girl stabbed Jin Si?

Is that killer girl so scary?

"Jin, why don't you accept the protection of the police." Brian said, "As long as you are willing to provide information, I think all the police in New York City are willing to lend a helping hand to you."

"Hehe..." Jin Si sneered at this: "Okay,

It's almost dinner time, so I won't keep you here, goodbye. "

"gold……"

At this moment, a gorgeous red flower bloomed from Jin Si's chest.

Everyone's face changed drastically, and they all lay on the ground.

"Quick...quick...pull me back into the room...I'm going to die...I'm going to die."

Wesley gritted his teeth, pushed Jin Si's wheelchair and ran into the room.

Others were lying on the ground and moving into the room.

After returning to the room and drawing the curtains, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Brian peered cautiously through the slits in the curtains.

Wesley pulled Jin Si's chest away.

Seeing the bloody bullet holes, Wesley's scalp felt numb.

"Dad...you..." Wesley couldn't stop crying.

"Wesley...don't feel sorry for me...I...have everything under my bed and now...it's yours."

"Dad, can I not?"

"You are already an adult, don't shirk."

"But I just don't want it."

"You have to."

"I do not want."

"Are you trying to piss me off? Can't you just let me walk away with a smile on my face?"

Wesley thought, after Jin Si died, he would burn those things to Jin Si himself.

"Then... let's do it."

Jin Si lowered his head and closed his eyes.

"Dad..." Wesley was crying.

Both Brian and Orin came up to check.

Jin Si's breathing and heartbeat stopped.

"Wesley, now is not the time to cry, we must leave here immediately." Olin said in a low voice.

"I won't go, I want to seek revenge from them."

Wesley shook off Olin's hand, eyes red with hatred.

"Wesley, you are just dying now, you have absolutely no chance of winning."

"I'm afraid this is no longer an option for us." Brian glanced at Olin and Wesley: "There are at least three snipers left outside, and the mobile phone signal here has been blocked, I guess the network cable here Same."

"They really think highly of us, they actually arranged for three snipers." Olin said with a wry smile.

Wesley sent Jin Si's 'corpse' back to the room.

Then start preparing various weapons and equipment.

Jin Si's 'death' greatly stimulated him.

"Do you need a weapon?" Orin looked at Brian.

"I have." Brian said, while looking aside Wesley, who was assembling the guns, said, "Is Wesley trained by Jin?"

"No, it's me, why do you think that bastard can train Wesley?"

"Why can't I feel that way?" On the contrary, Brian was a little strange. Is it strange that Jin Si trained his son?

"When that guy shot, he couldn't even hit the target. What qualifications does he have to train Wesley?"

"I don't know his marksmanship, but his fighting strength is very powerful."

"Him? How powerful can he be?" Olin said disdainfully, she could easily torture him with blood.

Orin felt that Brian's words were exaggerating, and more than a little.

"Know the terrorist attack on the Tweek Building on Christmas Eve ten years ago?"

"I have read related reports."

"He killed more than a dozen terrorists by himself."

Olin frowned: "Is he that powerful?"

Apart from taking advantage of himself when he was injured, he didn't seem to have much ability.

If you have to say yes, it is that your tolerance for pain is different from ordinary people.

"Or he used to be very good. He is a little abnormally thin. Is he sick?"

"He used to be very thin. I haven't seen him for several years. Now he is even thinner. He may really have something."

At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly dimmed.

"They cut the power cord." Olin's face was serious.

"It seems that they are ready to do it."

All three became tense, Wesley's breathing became short, and his body trembled slightly.

Suddenly, Wesley jerked his gun up and fired a bullet.

When Olin and Brian were in a daze, a person fell behind the wall.

Both Oleen and Brian were in disbelief.

But for Wesley at the moment, it was a piece of cake.

But at this moment, Wesley felt that there were people behind him, and there were two of them.

Wesley turned sharply and took out one with one shot.

But the other one was too late.

The man's gun was already aimed at Wesley.

As for Orin and Brian, their reaction was simply to turn their heads.

At this moment, a black shadow passed by.

There was an extra bloodstain on the shooter's neck.

All three of them stared wide-eyed, their faces full of astonishment.

The gunman's neck artery was cut open.

He fell to the ground with his neck tilted, and his face froze in a moment of astonishment.

Only then did everyone look at the black shadow.

squirrel? Baoli?

Even Wesley was incredulous.

Poli's paws were still dripping with blood.

The next moment, Baoli was plunged into the darkness again.

Both Olin and Brian looked at Wesley in astonishment.

"Then...is that?"

"His name is Baoli..." Wesley's face was also a little pale.

Are all squirrels such scary existences?

Baoli bullied him since childhood.

Several times I wanted to burn its nest.

If I really take action, will I be killed by it?

It feels very possible!

At this moment, another scream came from outside.

Suddenly, Wesley felt something fly in from the darkness.

Wesley's scalp was numb and he yelled, "Get down!"

Gollum—

Everyone lay on the ground and saw that thing rolling in front of them.

Upon closer inspection, it was a bloody head.

All three were pale with fright.