New Staff of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"This is a butcher, an expert with knives." Fox introduced again, then stood aside and waited to watch the play.

Wesley was woken up by someone pouring cold water. He heard the introduction of the fox in a daze. He slowly got up and looked at a fat and sloppy guy with a knife in his hand.

"How many punches did he get knocked out by the repairman?" the butcher asked.

"Four fists." The fox said while gesturing with his fingers.

"Haha, he really sucks, come to me and let me give you something different." Wesley walked over and the butcher handed him a knife.

Pain is not enough to describe how Wesley feels right now. It hurts too much. He has never been in such pain before. What does it feel like to run a knife across his body? What does it feel like to have a knife inserted directly into the palm of your hand? He was completely reluctant to recall this.

"Hu" When he woke up again, he felt very warm and soaked himself in warm water, but his face and arms were completely fixed by something. Is this repair fluid? It is a good thing to accelerate the formation of white blood cells in the blood and quickly recover from injuries.

"Is anyone there?" Wesley's face was covered in wax and he couldn't keep his eyes open.

"Hey, you're awake!" said a strange guy.

"Yes, can you do me a favor?" Wesley asked. The other party moved very quickly and directly removed the solidified part of his face. Wesley only opened his eyes at this time. "Huh, thank you, where is this??" Although Wesley knew, he still needed to perform, and no one knew whether the other party was friendly enough.

"A place specially used to recover from injuries." Wesley only glanced at the Russian at this time.

"Hello, Wesley, what's your name?" Wesley greeted.

"My code name is 'Insecticide', but generally there is nothing to do, just stay here all the time." The fox walked in just after the insecticide said this.

"You're awake, have you recovered from your injury? Now, we're running out of time. The movement of the 'cross' is getting faster and faster. We don't know when it will come here. We have to hurry up." Wesley He could only get up, grab the towel next to him and wrap it around his waist, followed the fox and left here, and waved to the insecticide before leaving, he would be a frequent visitor here.

"He's a gunsmith, and he knows all kinds of firearms. You need to learn firearms from him." It was still a one-sentence introduction. Wesley didn't say much. He just stood aside and listened to the other party's introduction. It is Apple, which keeps all the introductions of the other party in mind. Technical things are directly compared to the database, and empirical things are directly recorded and organized.

Firearms are Wesley's favorite. At least he doesn't need to be beaten. He starts shooting training, uses an apple to correct his shooting posture, and then shoots. The recoil is not very large. If his heart is not beating fast, he needs to practice a lot.

"It's really difficult, I need a lot of practice." Wesley really wanted to practice shooting here all the time, but that's impossible, going to the repairman every day and getting a beating, and then going to the butcher's for another He spent three weeks in this life of getting a knife, recovering and practicing shooting.

He was practicing swordsmanship with the butcher that day, but someone broke in and said, "Someone was killed." After speaking, he turned around and went out. The butcher hurriedly followed, and Wesley glanced through the window. , He didn't show a happy look, but he was very happy. His cheap dad is really powerful. These days, people are often carried back, and no one is alive.

"The movement of the 'Cross' is getting faster and faster, and we need you to grow up as soon as possible." Fox said aside.

"I can't guarantee anything about this, training doesn't happen overnight, and I only have one chance, don't I?" Wesley's anti-general, the Assassin Brotherhood knew that he was Carlos' son, but they couldn't tell, so Wesley Li said that they had absolutely no way to refute it.

The fox stopped talking, and Wesley left the butcher's place directly. He was going to practice his marksmanship. Now the hit rate of frontal shooting is already very high, but he is not satisfied. It is not difficult to stand there and aim directly. Need to get moving.

Mobile shooting is more of a test of experience and requires more practice. Wesley began to move left and right to shoot. Without equipment, he would run on his own, waving his left and right guns constantly to shoot, his heart beating rapidly from time to time, he started I've mastered a little skill, although not every time, but at least it's an improvement.

Wesley's hard practice is obvious to all, so Sloan can't say anything, Wesley must make more progress, although the 'cross' won't kill his own son, but once they catch him then they will. There was no chance, and Wesley had to kill his father in a desperate state.

"Fox, can you go any faster?" Sloan asked.

"No, it's already the biggest load. He was just an ordinary person in the past. In just a few weeks, he became a top assassin. This is the reason why he has special abilities. If it goes further, he will die."

"Well, at present, we can only let the people outside stand up first, and we have to strengthen our vigilance here." Sloan knew that he couldn't be anxious, there was only one chance, and he must seize this opportunity and must not waste it.

Next, Ri Wesley began to practice turning the bullet. This is not a technical problem, but a feeling problem. You need to grasp that feeling. Line, arm strength and wrist control need to find their own rhythm.

"Huh...huh..." Wesley was panting during the room grab, his arms could no longer be lifted. His gun-slinging practice was the most difficult, he had to practice for several hours a day, and then he had to go Recovered in the training room.

"It's already in some shape, and you're making rapid progress." The fox looked at it with admiration. They started practicing since they were young, and Wesley started halfway. In just five weeks, this level is already good. . "But the 'cross' is approaching, your time is running out, and ours is running out."

Wesley nodded, his time was really running out, so now he needed to work harder, "Apple, can you control my heartbeat?"

"Yes." Apple replied simply. Wesley communicated with Apple in his mind, "Then you didn't say it sooner."

"You didn't ask."

"Well, help me control my heartbeat for the next week, I'm going to make great progress."

"As your heart rate increases, your strength and speed will increase. It is recommended that you continue to train normally."

"They are about to lose patience. I have to go to meet my father, and then directly destroy their lair. It will not be too late to train normally in the future, otherwise I will not be able to get out here, it is too dangerous."

"Understood."