I’m just a Superman Chapter 7: : You better go to die

　　 In the distance, although X cut off the communication between him and Kross, he couldn't stop Kross from using the scope on the sniper rifle to see everything that happened on the central building.

　　 Although the viewing angle and field of view are so poor that he has no chance to shoot, it also allows him to roughly understand that X has been planted and planted in the hands of someone he does not know.

　　 Recalling Levy’s clothes that he saw during the day in his mind, Clos frowned: "It seems that he really is that man? An assassin who can defeat X outside the fraternity... Do you want to try to win over? He..."

　　 But there was a moment of silence, and Cross gave up the idea again.

　　 "Wesley, I need to protect Wesley secretly to ensure that he will not be taken away by Sloan and the others, and hope that X's encounter will not make them jump the wall in a hurry."

　　...

　　 After paying the taxi fare, X and Li Wei stopped in front of a wooden house on the outskirts of Chicago: "This is it."

　　"Here?" Li Wei looked at the small wooden house in front of him and felt that a gust of wind could collapse, with a strange look in his eyes: "You are an assassin, the safe house is this kind of dangerous house that may collapse at any time?"

　　 "This is just a disguise from the outside." X looked calm, stepped forward to open the door, and as the air flow circulated, a cloud of dust rose up. Although it was choking, there was no such damp smell of wood decay.

　　"This is also a disguise?"

　　 "That's right." X nodded, walked to the fireplace, pulled the wall lamp on it, and the slate was lifted. In a soft light, the hidden small arms arsenal was displayed in front of the two of them.

　　 Looking at the arsenal of weapons ranging from grenade pistols to shotgun assault rifles, Li Wei's eyes suddenly lit up.

　　 Guns are fatal to most men, especially for people like Li Wei who grew up in a peaceful country and has never seen a real gun.

　　 But ecstasy returns to ecstasy. Adhering to the idea of ​​‘the more happy you are, the less you can’t take it lightly’ cultivated in the game, Li Wei never took the palm of X's neck.

　　 How many times did he show his flaws when he was close to the target because of his pride and happiness, and then he fell short.

　　 Although reality is different from the game, there are some spirits and concepts that can be shared. Li Wei has overturned in the game how many times, he does not want to repeat the same mistakes in reality.

　　 Seeing that even though Li Wei's face was full of joy, but he did not relax his control over him, the expression in X's eyes became more and more convergent.

　　 Assassins are also divided into categories. Compared to some assassins in the Brotherhood who are good at cold weapons, X is more handy in the use of firearms. If there is no looting, his ability will be weakened a lot.

　　 He was looking for opportunities to escape from Li Wei's control along the way, and killing or severely injuring Li Wei was his only choice.

　　X is not sure what kind of creature Li Wei is, but recalling the previous action of Li Wei evading bullets, he thinks that the bullet should still be Li Wei’s weakness, and high explosives such as grenade have a chance. Kill Li Wei.

　　 To get this kind of lethal item, X can only think of his own safe house. As long as Li Wei relaxes his guard, he will have a chance to complete the counter-kill.

　　 But before he has full confidence, he must completely conceal his thoughts and not reveal the slightest flaw.

　　 reached out his hand and stroked the sound of gunshots full of metal texture, Li Wei couldn't help showing a hint of admiration in his eyes, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he caught a seemingly unpretentious modified pistol in his hand.

　　 The arms stretched back and forth. The powerful instantaneous acceleration allowed Li Wei to complete the one-handed movement and open the insurance. Li Wei seconded a paper target a few meters away and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

　　bang!

　　 The bright sound of gunshots echoed in the narrow wooden house, with strong recoil that was completely incompatible with the appearance of the pistol, but Li Wei's arm remained motionless, as if he hadn't fired the shot just now.

　　 "It feels good." With the insurance closed, Li Wei put the pistol back in like a okay person, and glanced at the target paper that was hit by the ten rings in the distance: "You have adjusted these guns?"

　　X nodded: "The aim of all guns here has been calibrated, and there is almost no error without interference."

　　"What if shooting outdoors?"

　　"A qualified assassin should be able to quickly determine changes in the environment and adjust the timing of shooting. This is a basic skill."

　　 "What are you aiming for?"

　　"Help us determine the loss of the rifling in the later maintenance. If there is a large deviation, it means that we need to change a gun."

　　 "So that's it." Li Wei suddenly realized, and then suddenly asked: "Do you have any bullets here?"

　　"Empty bullets?" X's head suddenly burst, but his face shook his head nonchalantly: "Empty bullets have no practical meaning, who would prepare such bullets."

　　 "That's a pity." Li Wei looked at X, with a trace of regret on his face: "I don't dare let you teach me to shoot with a live ammunition gun. If there is no empty ammunition, I can only learn to plan. Terminated."

　　While talking, Li Wei's five fingers gradually tightened, and the fatal crisis prompted X's hair roots to stand up, and he exclaimed: "Wait, I know there is a place to get empty bullets!"

　　 Li Wei immediately stopped when he heard: "Really?"

　　"Really." When the desperate situation came to life, X's forehead could not help but a fine cold sweat appeared, and he kept telling what he knew: "Continental Hotel, Continental Hotel provides special services, inside There are empty bullets for rehearsal without actual lethality."

　　"Continental Hotel?"

　　 was another word that I hadn’t heard before, and Li Weixing came: "Tell me more about this continental hotel."

　　"The Continental Hotel is an organization that specializes in providing services to killers, and it is subordinate to the high table (high table)..."

　　"Wait, wait, how come a high table has appeared again?" Seeing X's words, another high table was pulled out. Li Wei's clothes looked like a black question mark face: "What is the high table again? "

　　 X choked for a while, and after organizing the language, he said: "No one knows what the high table is. I only know that the high table has 12 seats and controls the operation of all continental hotels in the world."

　　"The composition of the high table is very complicated, and it can be roughly regarded as the union of the killer organizations of the whole world, so the continental hotel it belongs to has extremely terrifying power."

　　"How does your brotherhood compare to yours?"

　　"..."

　　X couldn't help being silent for a while, and his voice was a bit sullen: "The power of the high table should be stronger than the brotherhood."

　　"Then why do you stay in the fraternity instead of joining the Continental Hotel."

　　"Assassins should have faith~IndoMTL.com~Those killers who only see money are the dregs of this world!"

　　"..."

　　 Now, it's Li Wei's turn to be a little speechless: "You, a killer who doesn't blink, are ashamed to say that the killer is scum?"

　　"The Brotherhood has been passed down for more than a thousand years, and everything it has done is to maintain the order of the world, and those killers will only destroy the order we have established."

　　 "Let's do it." Li Wei didn't want to discuss with him the issue of belief or unbelief, and reverted the topic to the right track: "This Continental Hotel, Chicago has it?"

　　"Continental hotels are located in major cities around the world. Chicago is the second largest city in the United States, so naturally there are them. However, money is not needed for consumption there."

　　 "No money? What do you want? Points?"

　　 "No." X shook his head: "They recognized a gold coin issued by the Casablanca Mint. Only gold coins can be used to get the services of the Continental Hotel."

　　 "It sounds good, it’s worth tens of millions. Is it possible that some people won’t sell it?"

　　"Continental Hotel will not allow it." X continued: "The stable source of gold coins is the task of Continental Hotel. If money can be exchanged for gold coins, it will weaken Continental Hotel's control over killers."

　　 "In order to maintain control of the killer, the high table will not allow gold coins and money to be exchanged..."

　　 "So you have said so much, just want to tell me, you have money but no gold coins?"

　　 "I have gold coins, but they were placed in New York."

　　"...that New York more than a thousand kilometers away?"

　　 "Yes."

　　 Thinking of the troubled New York that he had learned from his roommate, Li Wei sighed: "Forget it, you should die."

　　 "Wait!"