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Chapter 15 Father's House
Carlos Gibson looked at Wesley with guilt on his face, "I'm sorry, I just don't want you to follow my old path, and it's also for your safety."
"Parents always like to draw the road for their children, and you are the same, so I won't say much, but now I am still on this road, so I decided to go on well. I don't want to be ordinary, because I It's extraordinary." Wesley wouldn't blame Carlos, because he was a time traveler, and his son's body was taken by him, so he wouldn't complain anymore.
"Come in, I'll show you, you can live here in the future." Carlos said incoherently, Wesley just smiled slightly, pulled the suitcase and walked in, he didn't start to visit the house right away, Instead, he came to the window, where there was a telescope, and he could clearly see his original rented house.
Sitting down and watching through the binoculars, the fox had already stolen a car and was waiting for her in front of the door, her face was full of anxiety. She had been waiting for a few minutes, but Wesley hadn't appeared yet.
"Do you like foxes?" Carlos came over and saw Wesley observing the fox.
"No, it's just getting along a little bit more, not to mention liking, and she and I are two different people, we won't be together, and she may not be able to survive, she is the real assassin of fate, after knowing the truth She might end her own life." Wesley looked at the anxious fox, and then replied that he really didn't want to be with the fox, the two had completely different ideas, and as a time traveler, he was still confused .
At this time, a few more cars approached, and the repairman and others came down, "Wesley is gone, we lost him when he was parking the car just now."
"How could this be? Did 'Cross' find him?" asked the fox hastily.
"I don't know. There is no gunfire nearby, so they didn't exchange fire. The matter is not simple. Let's look for it separately." The gunsmith said, and then everyone got into the car and started to spread out to find Wesley.
"Look, they are starting to get anxious, which is a good sign, we have enough time to make plans." Wesley stood up, then pulled out the Beretta 92 from behind and put it aside, "Whose gun is this? "
"X's, his code name is X, an excellent assassin like me, but he and Sloan have changed, so my first target is him." Carlos picked up the pistol and looked at it, "This is a good one. gun."
"Well, it was indeed a good gun, so I kept it." Wesley opened the suitcase, poured out the clips and bullets, and then began to press the bullets into the clips.
"You can wait to do this. We can prepare the room first." Carlos was completely out of shape. The first time he was alone with his son was more than 20 years ago, when the child was born.
"I am now an assassin who has received rigorous training. I like to be ready to fight at any time. They have lost my track now, so it may not be impossible to find here." Wesley put a pressed clip in the pistol Next to it, he picked up another empty one and continued his actions. He would carefully look at each bullet before pressing it into the clip.
"Okay, then I'll clean up your room first." Carlos felt that the atmosphere was awkward, so he could only clean up the room first.Wesley looked at his back and smiled. This is an introverted person. Like Wesley in the past, he is worthy of being a father and son.
After sorting out all the empty magazines, he pulled the suitcase and walked to his room. The direction was easy to judge.This two-story single building is very empty, with a kitchen and a bathroom, and the other rooms are basically unfurnished.
"Sorry, there's not even a bed here." Carlos tidied up the room without a few pieces of furniture, and Wesley smiled, "Now we are preparing to work hard, not to live together, so there is no need to prepare anything, bring I'll just take a look around." Wesley put his suitcase in the room, and stood at the door waiting for Carlos.
"Okay, come with me." Carlos took Wesley for a brief look. There is no first floor here. When Wesley came up, he went directly to the stairs leading from the outside to the second floor. Carlos's room was only A sofa and some cabinets, on which are Wesley's photos from childhood to adulthood.The kitchen seemed to have not fired for a long time, only the bathroom was relatively complete.
"Have you been living here? Why don't you give yourself a good environment?" Wesley asked.
"It's not necessary, our life is not stable, it's just... I need this place when I miss you, and it's also my secret stronghold, and no one in the Assassin Brotherhood knows about it." Carlos rubbed his hands and said.
"I'm your son, you don't need to be nervous, or you can treat me as a friend." Wesley couldn't bear to see Carlos so nervous. This person is too introverted, and he is in a very bad state now Well, if someone were to call now, he would be very dangerous.
"Nice notice, we can make friends first." Carlos finally relaxed a little, "I'll show you my studio, you will like it there, maybe you will like it." Carlos walked to the closet and opened it. The cabinet door, the back panel of the cabinet is still a door, which leads to the attic after being pulled open.
The first thing I felt when I walked in was that it was a mess. Yes, it was a mess. The guys from the Brotherhood of Assassins were like this. They liked old things. There was a pair of muskets in a wooden box, but they were remodeled. Unpublished, Wesley doesn't know what they are for, they are completely redundant, and he doesn't like this look at all.
There are many rifles on the wall, the old musket shape, the super long barrel, which is used by Carlos for long-range sniping, and it needs to cooperate with the bullets that are propelled separately, and there are many electronic watches on the table, Some have been disassembled.
"Is Pesticide one of your people?" Wesley asked.
"No, but his idea is very good, but no one appreciates it." Carlos said.
"Nice idea, I think so too, we can use this to attack No. 17 textile factory, what do you think?" Wesley said.
"Yes, but my plan is to clean up the people outside first, and then attack when they are concentrated." Carlos' plan was the opposite of Wesley's.
"Do you believe that the Loom of Fate is right?"
"Yes, the Assassin Brotherhood was established more than 1000 years ago and has been passed down to this day. There is no need to doubt this."
"So you still want to continue?" Wesley asked Carlos, looking at him.
"Maybe it's time to end..." Carlos fell silent, the brotherhood had gone bad, and he wanted to bury these with his own hands, and they would never appear again.
"Parents always like to draw the road for their children, and you are the same, so I won't say much, but now I am still on this road, so I decided to go on well. I don't want to be ordinary, because I It's extraordinary." Wesley wouldn't blame Carlos, because he was a time traveler, and his son's body was taken by him, so he wouldn't complain anymore.
"Come in, I'll show you, you can live here in the future." Carlos said incoherently, Wesley just smiled slightly, pulled the suitcase and walked in, he didn't start to visit the house right away, Instead, he came to the window, where there was a telescope, and he could clearly see his original rented house.
Sitting down and watching through the binoculars, the fox had already stolen a car and was waiting for her in front of the door, her face was full of anxiety. She had been waiting for a few minutes, but Wesley hadn't appeared yet.
"Do you like foxes?" Carlos came over and saw Wesley observing the fox.
"No, it's just getting along a little bit more, not to mention liking, and she and I are two different people, we won't be together, and she may not be able to survive, she is the real assassin of fate, after knowing the truth She might end her own life." Wesley looked at the anxious fox, and then replied that he really didn't want to be with the fox, the two had completely different ideas, and as a time traveler, he was still confused .
At this time, a few more cars approached, and the repairman and others came down, "Wesley is gone, we lost him when he was parking the car just now."
"How could this be? Did 'Cross' find him?" asked the fox hastily.
"I don't know. There is no gunfire nearby, so they didn't exchange fire. The matter is not simple. Let's look for it separately." The gunsmith said, and then everyone got into the car and started to spread out to find Wesley.
"Look, they are starting to get anxious, which is a good sign, we have enough time to make plans." Wesley stood up, then pulled out the Beretta 92 from behind and put it aside, "Whose gun is this? "
"X's, his code name is X, an excellent assassin like me, but he and Sloan have changed, so my first target is him." Carlos picked up the pistol and looked at it, "This is a good one. gun."
"Well, it was indeed a good gun, so I kept it." Wesley opened the suitcase, poured out the clips and bullets, and then began to press the bullets into the clips.
"You can wait to do this. We can prepare the room first." Carlos was completely out of shape. The first time he was alone with his son was more than 20 years ago, when the child was born.
"I am now an assassin who has received rigorous training. I like to be ready to fight at any time. They have lost my track now, so it may not be impossible to find here." Wesley put a pressed clip in the pistol Next to it, he picked up another empty one and continued his actions. He would carefully look at each bullet before pressing it into the clip.
"Okay, then I'll clean up your room first." Carlos felt that the atmosphere was awkward, so he could only clean up the room first.Wesley looked at his back and smiled. This is an introverted person. Like Wesley in the past, he is worthy of being a father and son.
After sorting out all the empty magazines, he pulled the suitcase and walked to his room. The direction was easy to judge.This two-story single building is very empty, with a kitchen and a bathroom, and the other rooms are basically unfurnished.
"Sorry, there's not even a bed here." Carlos tidied up the room without a few pieces of furniture, and Wesley smiled, "Now we are preparing to work hard, not to live together, so there is no need to prepare anything, bring I'll just take a look around." Wesley put his suitcase in the room, and stood at the door waiting for Carlos.
"Okay, come with me." Carlos took Wesley for a brief look. There is no first floor here. When Wesley came up, he went directly to the stairs leading from the outside to the second floor. Carlos's room was only A sofa and some cabinets, on which are Wesley's photos from childhood to adulthood.The kitchen seemed to have not fired for a long time, only the bathroom was relatively complete.
"Have you been living here? Why don't you give yourself a good environment?" Wesley asked.
"It's not necessary, our life is not stable, it's just... I need this place when I miss you, and it's also my secret stronghold, and no one in the Assassin Brotherhood knows about it." Carlos rubbed his hands and said.
"I'm your son, you don't need to be nervous, or you can treat me as a friend." Wesley couldn't bear to see Carlos so nervous. This person is too introverted, and he is in a very bad state now Well, if someone were to call now, he would be very dangerous.
"Nice notice, we can make friends first." Carlos finally relaxed a little, "I'll show you my studio, you will like it there, maybe you will like it." Carlos walked to the closet and opened it. The cabinet door, the back panel of the cabinet is still a door, which leads to the attic after being pulled open.
The first thing I felt when I walked in was that it was a mess. Yes, it was a mess. The guys from the Brotherhood of Assassins were like this. They liked old things. There was a pair of muskets in a wooden box, but they were remodeled. Unpublished, Wesley doesn't know what they are for, they are completely redundant, and he doesn't like this look at all.
There are many rifles on the wall, the old musket shape, the super long barrel, which is used by Carlos for long-range sniping, and it needs to cooperate with the bullets that are propelled separately, and there are many electronic watches on the table, Some have been disassembled.
"Is Pesticide one of your people?" Wesley asked.
"No, but his idea is very good, but no one appreciates it." Carlos said.
"Nice idea, I think so too, we can use this to attack No. 17 textile factory, what do you think?" Wesley said.
"Yes, but my plan is to clean up the people outside first, and then attack when they are concentrated." Carlos' plan was the opposite of Wesley's.
"Do you believe that the Loom of Fate is right?"
"Yes, the Assassin Brotherhood was established more than 1000 years ago and has been passed down to this day. There is no need to doubt this."
"So you still want to continue?" Wesley asked Carlos, looking at him.
"Maybe it's time to end..." Carlos fell silent, the brotherhood had gone bad, and he wanted to bury these with his own hands, and they would never appear again.
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