Yin’s fucking famous saying: We try our best just to live.

Wesley is also such a person. His father is missing, his mother dies early, and he suffers from congenital panic disorder. He struggles in panic every day, and cannot find any goal in life. He has to be squeezed by an ugly female boss all day long. He can only spend one day in a daze. Even his girlfriend and friends are hooked up every day and ask him to pay for contraceptive pills. He is in no mood to pay attention to the bad things he has to pay for.

However, salted fish also have times to turn over!

On a thrilling night, he inherited the three million inheritance of the legendary killer's father, and learned that his illness was not a panic disorder, but an extremely rare talent.

So, he resolutely scolded the ugly female boss, then slapped his friend's mouth with a keyboard, and then prepared to change his heart and inherit his father's business.

That's it... This training process is a bit unexpected!

It’s fine to practice marksmanship, but why do you have to be tied up and beaten? Why do you have to use a knife to cut it?

Although the medicine liquid in the textile factory is magical and can recover as before after soaking it every day, this kind of life seems to be even more miserable.

Every day he was beaten so hard that he had no good place in his body. Then he threw it into the recovery pool like a dead dog. After waking up from a nightmare, he was flooded with a bunch of vodka, and his whole body was burned... He seemed not to be a killer, but an agent arrested by a hostile organization.

Wesley, who woke up from a nightmare, poked half of his body out of the recovery pool and kept complaining to the pharmacist in the management recovery room: "What have they done to you? I threw you in front of the moving train for no reason? I beat you up? You know this place is shit! It is shit, right? shit!!"

Mickey looked weird and whistled, not answering his words, but just gave him a wink.

Wesley turned his head and saw his coach, the cold and beautiful Fox, standing up naked from another recovery pool, putting on a bath towel in their eyes as if nothing had happened, turned around coldly and walked out, leaving a sentence without any fluctuation.

"Go to see the repairman in five minutes!"

Wesley looked at the swaying figure, but she felt a chill from the bottom of her heart. She glanced at the pharmacist weakly and complained, "Can't you remind me in advance?"

The pharmacist shrugged innocently, but a slightly joking voice continued: "He reminded you in advance, how else did you see such a powerful shot?"

"Who is it?"

There were nearly a hundred people in the textile factory, and only a few were familiar to Wesley. He had no feelings for this strange voice, but he just felt a little impatient.

Pharmacists are different. As someone who specializes in organizing killers to prepare pharmacies, he is very familiar with everyone in the Mutual Aid Association.

But...this voice is very strange!

Some outsiders broke into the textile factory?!

"Master, do you want to kill them?"

The pharmacist twisted his neck and turned around, without seeing any outsiders, but a sudden sentence from the void made him lose his soul.

cross!

The cross is back!!

Suddenly, a figure flashed out from outside the door, and a series of bullets were sprayed out at the place where the sound was heard.

It was Fox who returned, she still looked like she was wearing only a loose bath towel, leaving large areas of snow-white skin exposed to the air.

Obviously, Sloan would never allow the worker who had high hopes for Wesley to be out of sight, so Fox would always follow him.

So, the sudden strange sounds and the sound of the cross were also heard by Fox.

Compared to the frightened pharmacist, Fox, who is the first few killers of the Mutual Aid Association, chose to fight back with a fierce attack.

However, her bullet passed through the air dejectedly and landed on the wall at the end, and the gray-white wall splashed around, but did not meet the expected target.

Fox held the gun with great alert, and suddenly heard someone laughing in his ear: "Haha, he has a good figure, and he is comparable to Mrs. Smith's facial features, but unfortunately he is obviously not the same person."

Fox shook his arm in an instant, and the bullet flew out in an arc, heading straight to the sound, but it was empty again.

But this time, she finally saw the target.

A young Asian man, familiar cross, and familiar... Mr. X!!

"How is this possible?"

Fox's eyes trembled violently, and the Mutual Aid Club did not find Mr. X's body, but the monitor was clearly photographed, and his head was beaten into a rotten watermelon by a sniper bullet.

How could he be alive?

Could it be that his death was just a fake, but it was actually a plan set by the cross?

Mr. X, like the Cross, both betrayed the Mutual Aid Society!

Fox's head was in a mess, and even a rare moment of shock appeared.

"Go, no one left!"

Bai Jinglan waved his hand to the cross and the others, "I have blocked this place with the barrier, and no one can escape, oh..." He pointed to the silly Wesley and smiled indifferently, "As for this unlucky guy, who has been unlucky for half his life and has become someone else's pawn, let him leave freely!"

"Abide by the order!"

The new cross did not look at his stupid son, and looked at him with Keiko Yoshioka and Mr. X, and ran in three directions.

In an instant, gunfire and wailing sounds came one after another.

"etc!"

The actions of the three people on the Cross made Fox wake up from his crazy thinking and jumped to chase the three people.

However, as soon as she moved, she felt a severe pain in her chest.

Fox looked down and saw a short sword piercing through her heart.

Bai Jinglan sighed: "Anyway, you always want to die. Instead of committing suicide after the belief collapses, it is better to leave with just a hint of regret."

The spiritual purpose of the Mutual Aid Association is very noble - under the guidance of God, we will eradicate the evildoers who harm the world in advance.

Unfortunately, among the many killers of the Mutual Aid Association, only Fox is the one who truly firmly implements this rule.

Like Sloan and the top killers of Gunsmith, after learning that their names appeared on the Holy Loom, immediately abandoned their former beliefs and became truly bloody killers who were not distinguishing between good and evil. Only Fox resolutely chose to commit suicide and died with the former young men.

So, even if Bai Jinglan doesn’t kill her, she will still choose to stop herself after knowing the truth. So Bai Jinglan will do it!

At least, she will not let her be regretful even before she dies.

"Fox!!"

Wesley was startled, took a breath, jumped up from the recovery pool, and rushed out naked.

For Wesley, who is despised, his girlfriend is a bitch who can do what she can, and Fox is his white moonlight.

He was willing to suffer in this ghost place, and avenging his father was just a reason, and the bigger reason was that he was greedy for Fox.

Now that Fox is killed in front of him, it would be strange if he doesn't go crazy.

Unfortunately, not to mention an unfinished cross, even the cross itself is not enough.

"You're so excited!"

Bai Jinglan picked his fingers, and the magic of the chicken talisman activated. The "professor" of the fruit flew into the sky, and had nowhere to focus in the air, so he could only roar with his teeth and claws.

Then, he was stuffed back into the recovery pool.

There is no way, the beauty can still see her out of the bath, but the man is running... It's so eye-catching!

Just be honest and bored!

While Wesley was choking water in the medicine liquid, Bai Jinglan threw out a black lamp ring projection.

In the blink of an eye, Fox finished restoring, stood up again, and greeted him respectfully: "Master!"

The pharmacist was stunned when he saw Fox swing his gun.

Bang!!

A bullet penetrated his head, and a bunch of blood and flesh splattered everywhere, just making Wesley's face full of feet.

"Mickey!"

Among the Mutual Aid Association, Wesley has a good relationship with the pharmacist, second only to his fellow Fox.

Of course, the relationship with Fox was made by himself.

Bai Jinglan does not have the resurrection pharmacist. This guy has average abilities and is far less valuable than the legendary killer.

Nowadays, the energy of the black lamp ring is limited, and the number of black lamp messengers that can be controlled is limited. Such a person cannot occupy the quota.

Wesley's potential is good, but Bai Jinglan doesn't want him either. Not only does he have a bad brain, he also likes to be cuckolded... It's ominous!

Anyway, he just entered this circle and was still a novice who had never been touched by blood. Let him return to normal life.

With the three million US dollars from Sloan's Lower Bank, it's enough for him to live a good life for the rest of his life.

Bai Jinglan looked at Fox and ordered: "Fox, tell him the truth!"
Chapter completed!