I’m just a Superman Chapter 10: : Assassin Showdown

　　 While Levy was playing cat and mouse with X in the bustling metropolis of Chicago, Fox had already boarded a direct flight from New York to Chicago.

　　 leaned back on the chair and watched the vast clouds move back in the porthole. Fox put down the information in his hand and couldn't help rubbing his temples.

　　"Cross...Wesley...X...and Levi Deller, the situation is getting more and more complicated..."

　　...

　　 Because of Levy's intervention, Kross can only temporarily abandon the assassination plan of X and travel thousands of miles from Chicago to New York.

　　 People always have weaknesses, and for Kloss, his only weakness is the child Wesley, who'lost' his father seven days after birth.

　　 Just like what he said to X earlier, the Brotherhood has changed over a long period of time. It is no longer an organization dedicated to maintaining balance, but has become a tool for Sloan alone.

After 　　 defected, although he had done everything possible to conceal the relationship between Willis and him, compared with the intelligence analysis capabilities of the Brotherhood, Cross alone was not powerful.

　　 After all, he is just an assassin who mainly kills.

　　 Although Li Wei's existence has shared a lot of pressure for him, the Brotherhood is pressing harder and harder, and finally the target is targeted at Wesley, a seemingly ordinary office worker in New York City.

　　The so-called black under the lamp, before getting the exact information, Sloan never thought that the target he had been looking for was actually hidden by Cross in New York City.

　　 When he wanted to attack Wesley to force Kloss out, something went wrong again on the X side of Chicago. Levy's appearance disrupted all Sloan's previous plans.

　　 He originally wanted Fox to come forward and complete the trick of Wesley, and eventually direct a big drama of father and son, but now Fox has a more important task. In comparison, the drama of father and son can be cancelled.

　　" Gunner, you have a new mission."

　　 is still the familiar office, Sloan put the Wesley folder in front of the gunner: "I need you to attack him, and the request is for injury but not for death."

　　The gunner is a strong bald black man. He looked through the file in his hand and found that there was no text on it that he wanted to see, so he closed it again: "I can understand why I should He did it?"

　　"He is the son of Cross." Sloan said calmly: "Over the years, Cross has hidden him very well. If he is used as a breakthrough point, Cross will no longer be able to hide, and the traitor will eventually pay the price. ."

　　 "I understand." The gunner nodded, no more questions.

　　 In order to accomplish the goal, the assassin can use many methods, just like the task that the gunner will perform.

　　The attack on Wesley was a blatant scheming.

　　 Either Kross just watched as his only blood became weaker and weaker in the shots again and again, and finally died, or he could only show up to save Wesley.

　　 And once Kloss’s location is captured, what awaits him is the Brotherhood’s ambush for a long time.

　　 He is indeed capable of escaping from the Brotherhood’s chase and even fighting back, but if Willis is such a burden, his combat effectiveness and flexibility will drop a lot.

　　 At that time, it was much easier to kill Cross.

　　 As for whether this will involve the innocent Wesley and the like... Assassins only need to follow the faith, and the morals and ethics that the world cares about cannot be the reason to shake them.

　　 For the sake of order and balance, Wesley’s sacrifice is not something to worry about in the gunner’s eyes.

　　 Different from the changeable Fox Fox, the introverted repairman, and the violent pig-killer, the gunner’s personality is like the gun in his hand, cold, ruthless and stable.

　　The action plan was determined, and the gunman left the textile factory through the underground passage without delay, and followed the crowd into the bustling New York City.

　　After the drizzle, New York seemed a little damp, and in some street corners, the dampness became unbearable sticky and dirty for the two of them.

　　 In the evening, after a busy day, walking on the sparsely-lit street, Willis's mind was sobered by the gusts of cool breeze.

　　 There is no boss who is obese like a sow, and there is no need to face a girlfriend who is with his brother. Willis's heavy heart becomes a lot relaxed.

　　 If there is anything that can make him feel heavy again, I am afraid that only his own bank account with a few deposits and the condom he bought with his own money to use with his girlfriend, the so-called Friends now.

　　 walking down the street carrying a handbag, and glancing at pedestrians passing by, Willis feels his mind is as numb as a robot: "God, can my life be worse?"

　　 kicked away the stone blocking in front, Wesley changed his tone: "Sorry, I'm afraid I can't."

　　bang!

The voice of 　　 fell, the gun flame flickered, and a bullet crossed the arc, chasing Wesley's shoulder like an elf.

　　 Just when the bullet flew half the distance, there was another bright gunfire. An orange bullet that came from nowhere also crossed an arc and collided with the silver bullet.

　　 After the crisp hum of metal collision, two completely damaged bullets bounced and fell to the ground.

　　 "Fuck!"

　　 was taken aback by the sudden gunfire, Willis subconsciously looked for shelter around him, trying to avoid a possible gunfight.

　　 But before he completely hid himself behind the trash can on the side of the road, there were more gunshots.

　　 Like inspiration, the sound of gunshots, fireworks, bullets crashing, and metal falling to the ground are endless, coupled with pedestrians screaming in panic, like a paintbrush, drawing a unique look on this insensitive street Picture scroll.

　　The two assassins hidden in the dark are the artists who control the brush and paint.

　　 Hidden in the trash can, Wesley watched in horror as a flash of light flashed in the air, his heart was occupied by despair and anger: "Why? Why!"

　　 However, no one could hear Wesley's inner cry, and the gun battle led by the gunner and Cross continued.

　　 But as more and more bullets collided and bounced in the air, the gunner found that it was already difficult to control the deflection of his muzzle.

　　 It was obvious that he was the attacker, but Kross relied on his control of the arc shooting to capture the arc trajectory of the gunner shooting bullets~IndoMTL.com~ and began to intercept in advance.

　　Gradually, the bullet collision position began to approach the gunner’s direction. At the same time, an invisible pressure fell on the gunner’s body, making his spirit become like a tight piano string. .

　　 With another crisp impact sounded in the hustle and bustle, the gunner’s pupils suddenly contracted, the invisible string broke, and the force that had been stored in the muscles was released, and the whole figure flew out like a spring. .

　　 In the next instant, in a burst of air, an orange bullet rubbed his contour and hit the window glass of the shop behind him. A crisp clatter sounded, covering the gunman’s escape trail.

　　 "Run." Cross looked at the last corner where the gunner appeared, frowned slightly, and gave up the idea of ​​chasing.

　　 A few minutes later, he separated from the crowd and leaned against the corner of the road. The gunman's steady breathing became rapid, and he turned his head to look to the left. A hole had been torn in the leather jacket.

　　 Pull the clothes away from the neckline, and the scratch marks from the high temperature bullet are clearly visible on the dark skin of the shoulders.

　　 confirmed that there is nothing wrong, the gunman’s face showed a trace of fear and irritation: "Damn, damn!"

　　 Two bullets colliding together in the air with precision sounds very cool, but if there is a mistake, the price is a lesson of blood.

　　Cross grasped the rhythm and movement of the attack. The gunner should have been unable to escape, but Wesley's existence saved his life.

　　 But this time he escaped from the dead also made him certain that Cross was in New York City, and he was in a place where Wesley could be seen and protected.

Once the scope of 　　 is reduced, it means that there are many more methods available.

　　 If it fails once, then do it again.