the next day.

When Baker woke up, it was almost half past ten in the morning.

Yesterday, Richard's daughter Alexis' birthday was on the downstairs. As a friend, Baker was called to celebrate her birthday, and then drank with Richard, and she drank a little too much.

Fifteen minutes later.

Baker took a shower and happened to receive a call from Gwen, saying that she had already chosen a seat at the steak restaurant downstairs.

Baker replied and came right away, and took a look at the new update of the InterContinental Hotel APP about Wesley when he went out.

After reading it, Baker had only one thought.

Wesley, dangerous!

InterContinental Hotel increased its reward to Wesley to five million this morning, provided that it needs to be caught alive. If it cannot be caught alive, then I'm sorry, whoever beats to death will be wanted.

It's obvious.

This is one of the five high tables in the InterContinental Hotel. The Assassin Alliance, headquartered on Tiber Island, spoke. Otherwise, there would not be such an order.

Did Wesley know?

Know nothing.

Four hours before Wesley woke up from the roadside of an ATM in Queens when the wanted order was still in effect.

Yesterday, after completing such a feat of destruction [New York Brotherhood], he passed by the ATM and took a look. When he saw the balance was negative, a powerful sense of powerlessness came instantly, causing Wesley to faint and sleep on the side of the road.

When Wesley woke up, he was still on the side of the road.

Enjoy the eyes.

The sky is still the same, blue and blue.

New York is still the same New York, the paradise for the rich and the hell for the poor.

It seems that he is not affected by the big things he does at all.

Wesley gritted his teeth and slowly stood firm with the wall. He just took a step forward. The scabbed wound on his thigh was cracked by a pig slaughter and cracked again. In an instant, the pain washed away Wesley's nerves like a tide.

quite a while.

After Wesley endured the pain and returned to his father's nest on the cross, he found that the nest was empty.

It is a real and literal sense of being empty.

Wesley was stunned.

Next second.

Wesley came back to his senses, and then limped to the warehouse where his father had originally placed his weapons and equipment on his cross.

Empty.

Various sniper rifles, automatic rifles, pistols, grenades piled in the corners of the walls, and even several passports in the drawer and several stacks of 10,000 yuan in banknotes from different countries were all missing at this moment.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a pistol with a bullet and a note on the table, Wesley would probably feel like he was having a dream.

【If I were you, I would give myself some pleasure.】

"Watfak!"

Wesley rubbed his right eye, looked at the contents of the note on his hand, cursed with some difficulty, then took out his cell phone from his pocket and called a phone number left on the note.

The phone was connected soon.

It was Peck Watsky.

He seemed very sure the call was from Wesley: "Wesley."

Wesley waved the note on his hand: "Watfak, Watsky, what about my room."

Huasky said in a quiet tone: "I found that house for your father, and the weapons inside were also bought by me. I can't let them contact me with anger. I reminded you, the child."

"them?"

Wesley frowned and said, "The Brotherhood has been destroyed."

He remembered that just yesterday, he removed an assassin organization with a thousand-year heritage.

I am the best assassin in the world.

Huasky's tone did not fluctuate at all: "You don't know what you did, kid, I don't know what you took them, but kill yourself, while it's not yet twenty-four hours."

"What, what suicide, what are you talking about?"

"You should have listened to your father at that time, just as your father hoped, leave and live a different life."

"Watfak, what the hell are you talking about, the brotherhood is gone, the fox is gone, the tinker is gone, they are all dead."

Wesley was a little crazy. Why did Huasky pretend to not hear what he said: "Husky, the brotherhood has been destroyed. If you don't believe it, you can go and see it."

Watsky, who was waiting for the plane at the airport, was sad for his friend's cross: "You broke the rules, kid, in another four hours, assassins and sackers in New York will come to you. They will not kill you, but believe me, you will be caught alive by them, and once you catch alive, you will be worse than death, so... commit suicide."

After saying that.

Huasky hung up the phone, then opened the back cover of his phone, pulled out the phone card, threw it into the trash can, and then carried his backpack when he came to prepare to be a toilet, and boarded the flight to East Moravia home.

But ten minutes later.

A tenor came from the men's bathroom. After the airport security rushed in, he saw Peike Huasky sitting on the toilet lid with his throat cut and staring with his eyes.

On the wall.

A line of blood words.

Those who fight in the same room will die!

Let’s talk about Wesley’s side.

When Wesley heard the hanging up sound from the phone, he called him and fucked him angrily when he was no longer in the service area, and then angrily threw his cell phone on the wall.

The phone instantly split into pieces and turned into a corpse.

Wes used his hand to wipe his face.

Next second.

Wesley thought of the last warning that Watsky had just called.

Break the rules?

Will all New York assassins chase?

Four hours left?

Wesley suddenly shuddered, then walked to the kitchen entrance of the apartment, carefully opened the window and looked around outside.

Sloan used a quick way to train Wesley, but it is undeniable that Wesley was indeed a natural assassin.

After Watsky's warning first, Wesley really saw several pedestrians in suspicious movements through the window.

"Fake!"

Wesley swears again, and then panics toward the door of the apartment.

The staircase on the fourth floor of the apartment down the third floor.

A bearded man with a hoodie looked at the panicked Wesley with a cruel smile: "Little rabbit, run away quickly. There are four hours left, and the big bad wolf will come to catch you."

Wesley was slightly stunned.

Then his eyes fell on the bearded man's right hand rolled up in his sleeve. After a while of silence, he chose to pass by the bearded man and continue running downstairs.

Out of the apartment.

Wesley felt that the moment he had just stepped out of the apartment, at least more than thirty gazes had instantly crossed the distance of space and landed on him.

Water...

Fark!

Wesley felt a little numb in his heart. What was going on with this Teo? He had already destroyed the Brotherhood. Where did so many assassins appear?

Poor child.

Like a toad at the bottom of the well, I thought that the sky he saw was a whole piece of the sky.
Chapter completed!