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

The next week, thanks to Apple's help, Wesley made great progress. First, he beat the repairman, but this time he beat him so hard that he endured it for five weeks, and the fat man was even more After more than 20 knives, of course Wesley did not kill, otherwise his life would be in danger at any time.

The shot was also done beautifully, several shots in a row, and the left and right bows were not in vain. This gave Sloan a big surprise, but this time he calmed down again. He needs Wesley to learn to kill, otherwise it will be with 'Cross'. 'There is no inherent advantage in the duel.

"This is the entire action record of the Assassin Brotherhood. There is a lot of experience in it. You need to learn with confidence, otherwise you are not an opponent of the 'Cross'. There is also a record of his actions here, and there is not a single miss." Sloan will Wesley took it to the archives, a huge circular room with tall bookshelves all around the wall.

Wesley nodded, this is also what he needs to learn, and he has apples, just look at it once, and call the pesticide directly, "Help me, I need someone to fight."

"No problem, I have nothing to do anyway." Insecticide laughed at himself, but Wesley didn't trust him too much. It's unclear in the movie whether the insecticide is him or not. Father's informant, or maybe he was arranged by Sloan, this is not easy to judge.

Insecticide uses a mouse to carry a bomb design. In the movie, Wesley later sees the blueprint in his father's back room, and the location where the insecticide was hit is near Wesley's house. The killers have been following Wesley. It's possible that Leigh didn't trust him or wanted to use him as bait, so Wesley didn't believe anyone.

All of his assassination records were read once and then replaced. Insecticide didn't know what Wesley was looking at. "How did you read it so fast?"

"What I'm looking at is their thinking. The weapons and techniques used in each action are just that. The key is the way of thinking. How to find opportunities under the protection of heavy soldiers, these ideas are the most valuable."

"It turns out that you are really smart." Insecticide continued to carry things for him with a smile, and sent back what he had read. Wesley read a lot of records in three days.

"This is your first mission." Sloan then gave him a name, and the fox would take him on the mission.

Standing on the high-speed tram, Wesley and the fox lay down at the same time, and then passed through a tunnel, after which the fox took out a digital camera and pointed it at an office building passing by.

"How old are you today?" Wesley asked loudly.

"Hehe, why do you ask that?" Fox asked with a smile.

"I'm single now, so ask your age to see if we're suitable, if I can live." Wesley left a half sentence, if you can live, this is a girl who admits to death , I don't know if she will really solve herself, you can't stop such a person, and Wesley will not stop it, this is her choice.

"I'll tell you when you survive." Then he shook the digital camera, "This is your goal, they have meetings every day at a fixed time, and your goal is this guy, you need to shoot at the fifth window, Remember?"

"Remember, but do you think the loom is right?"

"Kill one person to save a thousand people, this is the law of the Brotherhood. In the past, there were people in the Brotherhood who hesitated like you. As a result, their target killed a lot of people. It's too late for them to shoot again. Look here." The fox exposed the scar on his right shoulder, "My father was originally a judge, but the defendant killed him and wanted to buy someone else, and the defendant was the target of the fraternity."

"Got it, I just feel incredible that a loom can decide the fate of mankind."

"It's normal. This is the first time everyone thinks so, but don't hesitate, because if you let one person go, you may kill more people." Wesley fell silent. Is this true? The loom can decide the fate, how is it so similar to the computing program of the Hydra Group? The two are completely the same.

High above Wesley and Fox, a drone was watching them. "Sir, Wesley Gibson is about to start his first operation."

"Well, you are responsible for staring here and seeing the final result. Don't alarm anyone. I have something to dare to go to New York now, and I need to start contacting Tony Stark."

"Understood sir." S.H.I.E.L.D. is still monitoring, and they need strength to come in, especially since the Gibsons are ordinary people with special abilities. They can't compare to Captain America in the past, but they are much more powerful than ordinary people. .

Wesley stood on the top of the tram with the fox again the next day. Wesley held a pistol and concentrated his attention. It was the first time to kill him, but he did not have the slightest psychological burden. It was not that he was cold-blooded, he The feeling of playing is more like a game, the kind of leveling up by fighting little monsters is completely a game mentality. It can be said that he has not fully adapted to this world, and there is an invisible gap in his heart.

"Attention, you only have one chance." The fox shouted, and then the tram came to the building where the target was, and three windows flashed in a row. "Apple, your heart is racing." Wesley saw that everything around him began to change. Slowly, his mind was stable, he held the gun to aim, the fifth window appeared, calculated the inertia of the tram, and the gunshot was "bang", but it was completely covered up by the sound of the tram.

The bullet flew slowly, passed through the window, and finally hit the target's forehead, instantly dying, and the body leaned back and fell backwards together with the chair.

"Huh..." He took a deep breath, his heartbeat returned to normal, he turned his head to look at the fox, and the fox was smiling at him, and then extended a thumb. Wesley sat down directly, gasping for breath, his first murder, although it was a game mentality, but watching a bullet go into a person's forehead, this is not something ordinary people can bear.

"It was like this the first time. You have performed well." The fox came over to comfort him.

"Fox is your name or your code name?" Wesley asked for the first time.

"It's all right, you can call it whatever you want." The fox smiled slyly, charming and charming, but Wesley was not fascinated. He looked up at the sky, and he was now an assassin.