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In the past few days, he would be madly beaten by this guy called the repairman every morning.

Then when he finally wakes up, he will be taken to learn knife skills with a guy called a butcher.

But in Wesley's view, the so-called learning knife skills is completely unilateral abuse. He has no idea how many knives have been cut by the butcher these days!

Seriously, if the Brotherhood had not possessed a special nutrient solution that could rapidly stimulate cell division in the human body to heal most injuries, he would have been carried into the crematorium by now.

As for other activities such as practice shooting, jumping off buildings, and climbing walls, they would torture him to the death.

Now that Wesley is about to give up his bowels, how can he think about it before he wants to run and be a killer?

Don't you know what you are?

Everyday life is to be beaten, he feels like he is about to collapse!

"Damn it!" The repairman angrily punched Wesley in the face again, knocking two of his teeth out.

"He still can't figure it out?" Sloan walked in like a ghost, looking at Wesley, who had been knocked over and stunned.

"No, this kid is just an elm head. I think it might be better to kill him directly!" The repairman angrily untied the bandage on the back of his hand, which was covered in blood from beating Wesley.

"What about other courses?" Sloan asked Firefox, his face as black as a charcoal.

Of course, because he was originally a black man, he was not black or not. Everyone can only guess based on feeling, and it is absolutely impossible to tell by looking at it.

"There is no progress, no matter how much you stimulate him, he can't trigger the bullet time!" Firefox shook his head, ashamed of his ability to lead an apprentice.

A few days ago, without any systematic training, Wesley could shoot off the wings of flies with a gun, but now after training, it is worse day by day, which really makes her not know what to say.

It is said that Wesley's performance in the past few days can be regarded as hard work. In order to give him confidence in training, Firefox has contributed his thighs. As a result, this guy's fighting spirit has improved, but his strength has regressed!

"Damn! Increase the amount of training!"

Sloan said sadly.

"But he is already at his limit now, and if he trains more, he will die." Firefox said, looking at Wesley, who was slumped on the ground and spitting blood at the corner of his mouth.

"We don't have time!" Sloan squeezed his fist fiercely. The Cross didn't know what happened in the past few days, and frantically started sniping at the killers in the organization.

Twelve members have been killed in a row in the past few days. It can be said that as long as the members of the Brotherhood dare to stand alone, they will definitely be killed by the cross.

Now all the strongholds on the periphery of the entire Brotherhood have been pulled out, and they are equivalent to being surrounded by a cross!

"I understand!" Firefox nodded silently, although she did have a slight liking for Wesley, a stunner, but as a mad believer, Firefox is absolutely loyal to the organization, not to mention a mere one Wesley, she could kill herself.

Sloan shook his head and walked out of the training room. Wesley's training speed was too slow, and the attack frequency of the cross was too fast. He went to the office to consider whether he should send a team of experts to kill the cross.

'The Brotherhood has dispatched two decoys. The coordinates are at Newspaper Plaza on [-]th Street. There are four hunters next to the decoys. Their positions are at...'

Cross looked at the message that suddenly popped up on the phone, and pursed his mouth uncontrollably.

The message, without any annotation number, suddenly appeared on his phone four days ago.

At first, he thought his whereabouts had been exposed, so he threw away his mobile phone and disguised himself as fleeing, but when he finally found a new base and bought a new mobile phone, the same news immediately appeared on his phone screen again.

After fleeing three times in a row and searching for the stalker without any results, the cross could only reluctantly accept the fact that he was being watched.

Fortunately, the other party didn't have any strange intentions for him, but instead sent him all the peripheral information of the Brotherhood plus the details of the members who went out during this period.

Seeing this information, the heart of the cross hanging in the air finally fell.

In his opinion, the guy on the opposite side of the phone should be the top of the Continental Hotel!

The Continental Hotel has been trying to unify the underground killer world all these years, but because of the existence of the Brotherhood, the Continental Hotel has been thrown out.

Now encountering such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if the mainland hotel does not take advantage of the opportunity, it will be really blind.

Although Cross knew that he was being used as a knife by the Continental Hotel, he didn't care at all.

After all, for the cross of mad believers, since all the members of the Brotherhood are now marked with names by the loom of fate, then he should follow the order of the loom and send all those original colleagues to see God!

As for whether or not he was used as a gunman, that doesn't matter at all.

After packing his bags, the cross began to methodically pick up his favorite firearm and put it on him.

This time, Sloan dispatched four experts who were second only to him in one breath. Without this information, even he would definitely not be an opponent.

But now that I even know where those colleagues are hiding, there is no suspense at all in this battle!

Chapter 63 Unless You Add Money (1/3)

"The split mouth and the big mouth are dead, as are the crying faces and the smiling faces!"

After listening to the gunsmith's report and looking at the four bodies removed from the car, Sloan smashed his desk directly.

In the Brotherhood, only the masters who have mastered the bullet time can have the code name, and there are no more than twenty masters in the entire Brotherhood!

Now four people have died in one breath, plus those who were killed by the cross sniper some time ago, now there are less than ten masters with code names in the organization!

If it was said that the cross was just a traitor to the organization that had to be killed in order to maintain the organization's majesty, then now he has been upgraded to a confidant who must be killed and eliminated quickly.

Even Sloan himself has now felt the threat to his life from the other party.

"What happened to Wesley?" Sloan asked Firefox, rubbing his aching temples as he walked to the treatment room.

Wesley was immersed in the spa, looking like he was dead.

"No, his grades are getting worse and worse. I don't think this method is suitable for him at all." Firefox shook his head helplessly. She could see that this little boy was already doing his best, but unfortunately, the other party did not A little bit of talent.

She still can't understand, why the talent that can only be possessed by top killers broke out in the other party a few days ago, but these days, no matter how exciting it is, it can't be stimulated?

"Damn!"

Sloan cursed and walked back to his office. After wandering around for a long time, he finally made up his mind and picked up the phone.

"It seems that Mr. Sloan has figured it out?"

On the beach in New Jersey, Li Qingyuan smiled and apologized to the guy opposite, then took two steps away and picked up his mobile phone.

"Damn, damn it! I can give you Firefox, and the training method of bullet time can also be used, but the loom is not good. This is the foundation of the Brotherhood's heritage. Even if I were, I would not hand over the loom." Long Se roared inwardly.

"Mr. Sloan, since you are willing to make this call, it means that you have figured it out, so don't deceive yourself!"

"Damn, I really can't give you the loom, let the others in the meeting know, they will kill me."

"Then let everyone else die? For $[-] million, you can go to the South Pacific to buy a private island, wrap a dozen young models, and live the rest of your life happily."

Sloan on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, it seemed that the old guy was already tempted.

"Think about it, what's so good about being a killer. You can't live a good life by worrying about it all day. If you think about it for a few more days, maybe I can buy it from the cross!"

"How can I believe that you won't cross the river to demolish the bridge?" Sloan asked through gritted teeth.

He had already made a decision when he made this call, but as the president of the Brotherhood, Sloan had to put his own safety first.

No matter how good the money is, it is useless to spend it without life.

"I'm only interested in collecting beauties and treasures. What you worry about is superfluous. The mere fraternity is not even a threat to me. As long as you don't seek death, I don't bother to kill you!"

My heart hurts!

Sloan felt that his face was slapped piapia, the president of the Laozi Cousins ​​Association, a master who would shock the whole world when he stomped his foot, you actually said that I don't even count as a threat?

For a moment, Sloan really wanted to organize his masters and give this bastard some color.

But this idea is just a thought!

Because Sloan had already investigated this phone number through his own channels, it turned out that this number was simply an empty number.

He doesn't even know who the other party is, so what kind of revenge is he talking about?

"I want to add more money!" Sloan's face became darker and darker, and finally he shouted fiercely.

Didn't you say that Lao Tzu is nothing?That old man will ask for a price in the sky, and I will feel sorry for you bastard!

"How much do you want to add?"

"One hundred million, I want $[-] million!" Sloan said fiercely through gritted teeth.

"Okay, I'll transfer it to you later!"

"What did you say—" Sloan originally thought that the other party would at least bargain, but he hung up the phone before he finished speaking.

'Is there going to be less Lao Tzu? ' Just after hanging up, Sloan got a call from the bank.

There is a $[-] million remittance from a Swiss bank in his private secret account, and the bank's customer service is recommending the latest VIP package to him.

Sloan responded to the bank's inquiries casually, his brain racing.

No one knew about this secret account except himself, and he did not tell the other party the account number, but now the money has been directly credited to the account!

From the beginning of receiving the phone call to the fact that the cross had been acting like a plug-in for the past few days, Sloan dared to assert that the cross must have received help from the other party.

The other party used the cross to put pressure on himself, and Sloan could also think of the reason why the other party did not cooperate with the cross.

After all, there are too few people who understand him like him in the Brotherhood, and the others are all elm heads, and there is no way to talk about cooperation.

Fortunately, he is a smart man!

Sloan sat comfortably at his desk and began to consider where he should retire.

Are you going to buy an island in the South Pacific?Or go to Johannesburg to buy a villa?

"He agreed?" Jill lay on the beach chair and basked in the sun, and when she saw Li Qingyuan walking back, she sat up lazily and asked.

"Of course, the cross has killed a lot of people in the Brotherhood these days. It's a matter of course for the old boy Sloan to give in!" Li Qingyuan just lay down after picking up a glass of iced juice from the table next to him.

"How much did he want?"

"Two billion!"

"That old guy is quite greedy!" Hearing this number, Jill couldn't help sticking out his tongue.

Although she no longer has the concept of money after being with Li Qingyuan, it is still a bit disappointing to hear so much money.

"Anyway, we can't take the world's money with us. How much he wants is just a number!"

The Red Queen has directly invaded the bank network, not to mention that Sloan only needs 20 million, even if he wants [-] billion, the Red Queen can immediately get him out.

It's just that after brushing out so much money, whether he will be targeted by the state's violent organs, then it is none of his business.

Anyway, even if Sloan's account will be investigated, it will be at least two months later. By then, he will have completed the task and will retreat with Jill, so let the black old man deal with the US government slowly!

"Li, we are going to hold a wedding at the end of next month, and you are cordially invited to attend!" A couple walked in front of them, and a tall Jewish man said to Li Qingyuan.

The four of them just met in the past few days. This beach belongs to the private territory of a famous club and is normally only open to top VIPs.