Part-time as God of the Heavens

"Who are you?" Wesley asked in panic.

With the gun pointed at him, he wanted to relax his body to slow down his heart rate, and turned on the assassin bloodline mode on his own!

In a state of fatigue, his body began to carry its full load again!

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are, Wesley, but until then, you're fine, just sleep..."

Zhou Yi saw that something was wrong with Wesley and knocked him unconscious with a punch.

"Are all of you assassins like this?" Zhou Yi complained, "Under such circumstances, how can you automatically enter such a state? What about your body's self-protection mechanism? Don't tell me, your body's protection mechanism is in such a state. Bar?"

"This situation... It varies from person to person." Carlos, who was hidden on the side, dared not come out until now, came to Zhou Yi, and stared at Wesley, who had passed out in a coma, with a bitter expression on his face.

"His body has blood that is purer than mine."

"This is the blood of a ghost. There is not a drop of blood in this blood, it's all adrenaline!"

Zhou Yi complained, not caring at all about the fact that he also has assassin blood... knight blood.

"Take him, we have to move on to the next step."

"Are you sure you really want that? I'm a little worried about hurting you."

"Are you kidding me? I'm a Templar!"

"...Am I not now?"

"What are you thinking? You haven't gone through the initiation ceremony, and you're just a reserve knight now."

"what?"

"Ah what? You're just a part-time worker now, understand? Worker! Work hard! If you don't work, Wesley will wake up again. Do you want me to knock him out again?"

Carlos picked Wesley up, followed Zhou Yi, and walked to the next execution location in their plan. Suddenly, he began to feel that his decision to join the Knights Templar was too hasty.

How did you become a part-time worker?

As everyone knows, in fact, Zhou Yi is also emotional.

"Speaking of which, I'm also a laborer!"

...

"click", "click"

In the slightly rhythmic voice, Wesley opened his eyes slowly.

Focusing, the vision changed from blurred to clear, and Wesley finally saw the scene in front of him.

A dilapidated room, an incandescent lamp with dust on it, and... a table, and a man with his back to him, assembling something.

Wesley subconsciously wanted to stand up, but found himself tied to a post, unable to move at all.

"Awake?" The man asked without looking back, still assembling things.

"...Who are you? Why are you kidnapping me?" Wesley struggled in vain for a second before giving up, "I have no money!"

"Of course I know you don't have money, and neither do I, Wesley."

With a "click", the man finished assembling the pistol in his hand, loaded it, turned around, and walked in front of Wesley: "I kidnapped you, not for money, but for you."

"What... what?" Wesley didn't know how to describe his mood at this time.

Someone kidnapped you because of who you are?

Are you not trash?

Zhou Yi: "..."

Why do I always feel that when Wesley said this sentence, Wesley didn't seem to be at all afraid, but instead looked a little happy?

Could it be that……

Is this person m?

Terrifying to think about...

Zhou Yi was wearing Ethan's face and wig at this time, using a disguised voice - when he left the world of spy war movies, he naturally carried some useful things.

For example, the fake human-skin mask device that runs through the Mission: Impossible series, and wigs and things like that.

These items are enough to be fake and come in handy in many places.

Just like now, and what Zhou Yi intends to do next with Carlos.

"Your name is Wesley, Wesley Gibson, right?"

Zhou Yi brought his chair over and sat in front of Wesley: "I'm looking for you because I want to find your father."

"My father?" Wesley looked bewildered. "I don't even know where my father is! He left me seven days after I was born! After that, he never showed up again!"

Not far away, Carlos, who was listening to the situation in the room through the walkie-talkie, silently covered his face.

"You are half right, he did not appear, but he did not leave you." Zhou Yi said.

"What?" Wesley froze. "What do you mean he didn't leave me?"

"Your father didn't leave, he just wasn't in your life because of who he was, Wesley, do you know what your father did?"

"You won't tell me that my father is a soldier and performs a top-secret mission, so he can't come back, and he can't reveal his identity in front of me?"

Wesley sneered, "Come on, this isn't one of those popcorn movies!"

"Wrong again," Zhou Yi shook his head. "However, there are also some who are close to... your father is not a soldier, but an assassin."

"assassin?"

"Assassin, assassin who kills." Zhou Yi nodded.

"Are you kidding me?" Wesley looked incredulous.

"Bang!" Zhou Yi shot directly.

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Wesley cried out in fright.

"Be quiet, or the next shot will hit you!" Zhou Yi shouted.

"I...you..." Only then did Wesley realize that he didn't seem to feel any pain in his body, but he still felt the slightest warmth in his ears.

Zhou Yi's previous shot rubbed his ear and flew past.

"Now, do you still think I'm joking?" Zhou Yi shook the gun in his hand.

"...No." Wesley could not wait to shrink himself.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, because I will rely on you to lead out your killer father."

Zhou Yi shook the gun in his hand: "He is a famous cross, the assassin master of the Assassin League..."

"I think you may be disappointed," Wesley looked at the gun in Zhou Yi's hand in horror.

"He hasn't appeared for so many years, how could he appear at this time? Why don't you let me go? I'm really useless!"

"No use? No, no, Wesley, you don't know anything about the qualifications you have and the choices you have."

Zhou Yi said: "As for your father Carlos, although he did not appear in your life, he has always been by your side..."

"You said...he's been by my side all the time?" Wesley was shocked, even forgetting his fear, "I've never seen him!"

"That's because he doesn't want you to meet, Wesley, he doesn't want to involve you in the world of assassins, because once you enter this world, you can only spend the rest of your life killing and being killed, he I want you to live a happy and ordinary life in the world of normal people."

Zhou Yi pretended to smile contemptuously: "However, what he didn't expect is that without someone to teach you, you don't know how to use your talent at all, so that you have fallen to such a point."

"Being a small clerk in a little-known small company, having a cheating girlfriend and a 'good friend' who takes care of your girlfriend, and a fat boss who keeps making things difficult for you when you are upset... Your life is all about It's like a pool of stagnant water, with no waves or anything exciting."

"Yeah," Wesley, who was summed up by Zhou Yi in a few words, gave a self-sacrificing smile, "so, what else can I do? Maybe, I'm destined to be a waste..."