Wesley.

A workplace where Luther makes things difficult for his boss, a cuckold slave whose girlfriend is sleepy by his friend but dares not to do anything, a medicine jar that needs to be taken to curb panic disorder.

The two words "club" written throughout Wesley's twenty-five years of life are full of the words "cup".

but……

He never expected that after he was destroyed for a day as usual, his life would soon undergo earth-shaking changes after walking into the cheap pharmacy in front of him physically and mentally exhausted.

"Bang!"

When Wesley heard the sound of the drugstore opening, he turned around and saw the peerless beauty who suddenly appeared in front of him and stared at him with a pair of cold eyes.

Wesley was amused in his heart, and with a glance, panic disorder was about to break out.

"……sorry."

"You apologize too many times."

Wesley's face turned a little red, she opened her mouth, said apologizing again, and then panicked to check out and leave.

The tragic experience of childhood and adulthood made him feel inferior so much that he did not dare to look at any beautiful woman. This is probably why he was unwilling to break up with the beautiful girlfriend now.

I can't even say anything, how can I tell it?

So you can split your feet?

Outside the pharmacy, Baker was a little dazed in the driving seat of the sports car. The reason why he chose to be an assassin was that he didn't want to live the days where he would travel from nine to five or even need to work overtime.

But now?

Say...

Is this time considered overtime now? Is there any overtime pay?

Baker looked up at the night sky above his head, then looked at the watch on his hand, it was already 8:30 pm.

I'm afraid I can't catch up with the new episode of [Doctor Who] when I go back at this time.

Just then.

The gunshots were loud.

Baker came back to his senses and looked at the passers-by running out of the pharmacy screaming across the road. Listening to the gunfight blockbusters staged inside, he threw away the cigarette butts, clutch, gears, and accelerators in his hand, and finished it in one go.

Boom!

The fox had already pulled Wesley, who was wearing blue clothes, and tears flowed out. At the moment when the red sports car was drifting in front of him, he moved straight into the car very neatly, and then threw a round thing in his hand into the pharmacy.

In an instant.

The grenade exploded, and the original decoration was similar to the refugee-style pharmacy, but now it completely turned into a ruined style under this operation.

Baker drove directly away from the place.

Ten seconds later.

Cross Carlos, wearing a black jacket, slapped the dust on his shoulders, walked out of the pharmacy, staring at the fiery red sports car that was moving away expressionlessly.

“Hero…”

Carlos's eyes flashed, and soon, he didn't even see the taillights of the car.

Half an hour later.

Textile mill.

Baker got out of the car, stretched his waist and said to the fox, "Okay, the matter is done, I'll go home first."

The fox frowned and turned his head to look at Wesley who had fainted in the trunk.

Baker said: "I'm not interested in raising a little brat."

The fox's mouth is arcing.

Little brat?

Wesley is also twenty-five years old this year, and Baker is also twenty-five, which means...

"So, do you admit that you are a little brat?"

"ha."

Baker looked at Wesley in the trunk and sneered: "Mature men are not divided by age. Even if they are forty years old, they are still a little kid in my eyes."

Wesley's childhood was unfortunate.

Baker is happy?

In terms of pressure, Baker is still older than Wesley, including mortgage loans, car loans, two sisters who need education. Even after their parents passed away, Baker had to bear the wedding costs of his two sisters in the future.

Yes.

On the land of the United States, the wedding costs are all paid by the woman's parents, and even the honeymoon costs are sometimes required...

the next day.

After Baker finished the latest episode of "Doctor Who" that he didn't watch last night, he drove the car toward the textile factory.

When Baker passed through the George Washington Bridge, he glanced at the fiery red sports car that was coming from the path next to him.

Baker and the fox who received Wesley looked at each other through the car window.

Sitting in the co-pilot of the Fox sports car was Wesley who was breathing in the perfume smell in the car and was excited to think that he would live a different life.

This is the form that comes with getting rich once.

Before yesterday, Wesley didn't even dare to look directly at the fox's beautiful eyes, but just now, Wesley even joked with the fox about her code name.

Just then.

boom!

The powerful car horsepower woke Wesley up. The next second, Wesley saw the steel suspension bridge leading to the textile factory not far away that could only accommodate a car.

"Water..."

Wesley saw a black Honda racing car next to him, and a serious fox yelled: "Slow down."

The fox turned a deaf ear.

Baker is the same.

The black and red vehicles attacked the suspension bridge as fast and without any allowance as two lightning bolts of different colors.

"Onischet!"

Just as Wesley closed his eyes in fear when he felt something was about to happen, Baker's vehicle braked instantly, and the fiery red sports car rushed across the suspension bridge like fire and crossed the finish line.

Baker in black Honda couldn't help but shake his head.

look.

This is another major reason why he is unwilling to provoke foxes. Being competitive is a good thing, but if one side in the relationship between men and women is strong, then one side must be weak.

Simply put, a relationship must have both merit and reward.

Baker was unwilling to suffer, and it was obvious that the fox was unwilling to suffer. If he forced himself to do so, he would either destroy the house or explode.

After a while.

Baker got out of the car and happened to see Wesley getting out of the fox car in front and talking nonsense that he almost died.

Wesley saw Baker and seemed to think Baker was the same age as him, and went straight forward: "Hey, man, you know you just..."

Baker looked at Wesley who suddenly Kag.

Wesley couldn't help swallowing his saliva. At the moment when Baker looked at him, Wesley felt the huge fear of death.

After Wesley came to his senses, he saw Baker passing by him again, with unconcealed contempt and contempt.

Next second.

Wesley's heart, which had just become stronger, was once again stinged by this look.

The fox and Baker looked at each other, then walked directly to the side door entrance next to them.

Wesley wants to keep up.

But the moment I followed, I was stopped by the gunsmith.

"Well……"

Wesley looked at the fox that had disappeared from the side door passage, and then looked at the gunsmith.

The gunsmith glanced slightly with a expressionless head, signaling Wesley to go here, and then walked towards the factory gate beside him.

A novice who has not received training is thinking about entering the organization?

Oh.

You're afraid you're thinking about nothing.
Chapter completed!