Five hundred and forty-five chapters either don't get blood, or don't be soft
As soon as x came back, he was monitored by Sunday, so William immediately knew that Sloan asked Mr.
I called Carlos and sent it along with the content of the conversation between Sloan and
"If we kill x, do you think Sloan will be so scared that he can't even sleep?"
"Maybe, but the greater possibility is that he will immediately arrest Wesley and several other suspected children and take them to the textile factory.
Then we try one by one who has super vision and super reaction speed, and those who succeed are kept, while those who fail are directly disposed of as waste."
"So if Wesley fails to meet Sloan's requirements, wouldn't he be very dangerous?" William persuaded hypocritically, "Then let me remind you for the last time, are you really sure you want Wesley to go to the Brotherhood for training? We
In fact, you don’t need to involve him in the current matter.”
"Don't worry, William, I believe Wesley already has the same abilities as me, but without experiencing pain and suffering, with Wesley's character, it is impossible for him to successfully activate this superpower.
As for what happens next, as long as I kill one or two fraternity guys from time to time, Wesley should be safe before he realizes that I am his father.
Moreover, in order to survive, Sloane and other assassins will work hard to train Wesley without any reservation. It may only take a year for Wesley to graduate from the textile factory."
"No, no, one year, are you kidding me? I don't think Sloan and the others have the guts and patience to wait for a year," William shook his head in denial, "Let alone one year, half a year is enough for you.
All the Brotherhood members were killed."
"Haha, maybe", although Carlos was very happy to be able to compliment William, he knew in his heart that he alone would not be able to clean up everyone in the Brotherhood.
If the situation really gets out of hand, most people will definitely run away. Not everyone can die for certain ideals without hesitation.
But now that William, a sinister man, is hiding in the dark and deliberately trying to clean up the Brotherhood, the probability of success is infinitely increased.
After thinking about this, Carlos smiled and continued, "Tell me how you want to deal with x. To deal with x, we must kill him with one strike, otherwise it will not be so easy to let him escape and find him again."
Escape? Hide? How is that possible? William smiled crookedly. No one who was included in Sunday's list can escape Sunday's pursuit unless they stay in a place without Internet or any cameras.
But there is no need to tell Carlos about this, "Be prepared to snipe at any time. We will notify you on Sunday when the incident begins."
"Understood, I will be ready."
Carlos still trusted William's ability, even to put it bluntly, when he taught William to deflect bullets,
After realizing that William's physical strength was at least several times his own, Carlos's sixth sense as a born assassin made him feel that he might not be able to defeat William.
And with William and himself, Carlos believed that it wouldn't be too difficult to kill X, because X didn't know that there was a William who was stronger than both of him hiding in the dark.
I hung up the phone and reported to William on Sunday that Mr.
It seemed that
This was exactly what William wanted. He first found some cannon fodder and lured X into taking action, while he and Carlos hid in the dark and carried out the conspiracy.
Cannon fodder is really not too easy for William, because the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York is his cheap uncle, Winston.
After making a phone call to Winston, William drove to the Continental Hotel, walked through the secret passage he had walked before, and saw a smiling Winston on the top floor of the hotel.
"Hi, Winston, how are you doing recently?" William took the initiative to step forward and hugged Winston.
"Not bad," Winston patted William happily on the back. After letting go, he looked at William, who had not changed much, and then joked with a smile, "I heard that you had a lot of fun at sea with some girls a few days ago.
In three days, aren't you afraid that your mother will rush to New York in person and drag you back to London?"
"Haha, you can't scare me. As long as my mother doesn't bring a grandson back to the castle, she won't care what I do outside."
After chatting for a long time and having a big meal with Winston, the two got down to business.
Hearing that William just wanted to find some cannon fodder, Winston smiled, gave William a phone number and said, "If you call this number, as long as you have money, you can find as many killers as you want."
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After Winston thought about it for a while, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, if you don't want to keep it a secret, just tell me what to do and I will help you with the rest."
Coming here directly, William did not interrupt to hide it from Winston. On the one hand, it was a small test, and on the other hand, William believed that as the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, Winston must have had the idea of cleaning out the Assassin Brotherhood.
"I'm about to wipe out the entire Assassin Brotherhood."
"Well, are you sure?" Winston looked at William in surprise, then remembered something and said, "So, the recent series of assassinations were all caused by you?"
"There's no way, hehe, some people think they can do whatever they want with a few bullet-bending masters, and they actually set their sights on me and my mother for money.
So, in order not to disturb my mother, I can only let this assassin brotherhood all go to meet Satan."
"Then I guess the person who issued the mission has already gone to see Satan first." Winston glanced at William with a smile, "And, I guess the Hammer family, whose whole family has disappeared these days, is the one who issued the mission?"
"Whoever wants me dead, of course I will send them to meet Satan first." William curled his lips, "But I did not do it for the third generation of the Hammer family. I only buried Brown-Hammer and his two sons together."
But I didn’t touch those children.”
Winston nodded happily after hearing this, and then shook his head, "I'm glad that you still have a bottom line in your heart, but as an old man and relative who has more experience than you, I have to remind you that the principle of cutting off the grass and rooting out the roots has been learned through blood lessons.
Come,
Don't let your hands get stained with blood, but once your hands are no longer clean, don't be merciful."
"I understand the truth, but I can't really attack children." William shook his head, "I consider myself not a good person, and I have even killed less than two hundred people with my own hands, but I only kill adults.
At worst, I'll keep a close eye on those little guys and kill them when they grow up and really want to take revenge on me."