The black man pointed a gun at Wesley's head and gave him a gun, asking him to use it to hit the wings of flies flying in the trash can.

Oh my God!

Wesley swore that the old nigger must be crazy and actually asked him to shoot the flies on the wings with a gun?!

Wesley was almost crying.

But crying is useless.

If he doesn't shoot, the person who points the gun at his head will blew his fireworks.

He was almost collapsed at that time, but for some reason, the panic disorder that had been bothering him disappeared in an instant, and a strange feeling that he had never had before came to life.

He fired six shots in a row, magically breaking six wings and six flies' wings.

It was not until the black man who claimed to be Sron took three wingless flies into his hands that he truly realized that he had done it!

Such a coward, he actually accomplished something impossible.

"This is impossible!"

Wesley murmured to himself as he stared at the three flies that had lost their wings in his palm.

He took out the sedative medicine he carried with him and wanted to swallow a few pieces of it, but he was immediately taken away.

Sron, who took it, threw the medicine into the trash can and looked back at Wesley, "For you, a lot of things are impossible before today, but you have to know that you are not suffering from panic disorder."

"Isn't it panic disorder?" Wesley was a little confused.

"That's right," Sron nodded, "Your heartbeat is over four hundred times a minute and sends a lot of adrenaline into your blood, giving you extraordinary vision and reaction ability. Only one person in every million people in the world may have such ability. We call this ability potential ability."

Potential ability is equivalent to the personal characteristics of systematic review, but the title is different.

Sron continued: "Wesley, your father has this potential ability, and you have it too. With a little practice, you can overcome panic and master this potential ability."

Assassin Leagues emerged a thousand years ago that a very small number of people in the world have very powerful potential abilities, and used it to make the Leagues exist for thousands of years.

"The gun that you just knocked off the fly's wings is called Expenditure 17. Yes, it's the one you hold now."

Sron said to Wesley: "It is your father's, your father makes the gun flowing. Now you will use your father's gun to avenge your father's revenge. What you need to understand is that a man named John Wicker killed your father and left his bones alive. Your father is a part of us."

Wesley still couldn't believe it when he looked at the gun in his hand.

"Crazy, you guys are really crazy."

Wesley shook his head.

Yesterday, he was a coward who was bullied by everyone, but today he became the son of a top killer. He still had to kill someone to avenge his father. What an international joke?

Wesley swore that he didn't know the man named John Wicker, and even why he wanted to kill his so-called father, and even left his body without a single body.

"We're not crazy, it's you who are crazy."

Sron looked at Wesley, "Your blood clearly has the genes of killers and the potential abilities that even top assassins cannot have, but you waste your life like a waste. What's crazy is that when you are ignored, despised, and despised, you still live a miserable life with the flow."

Wesley was indifferent and used the words "miserable" to describe his life.

The bank card costs less than twenty yuan, and the cat at home is waiting for dinner. The fat female boss bullies him every day, and his girlfriend and best buddy even give him a cuckold every day.

This kind of life is simply terrible.

Slong: "Wesley, we have converted all your father's inheritance into cash and transferred it to you. I believe its value is enough to change the status quo. Go back and think about it carefully. At night, the fire fox... is the red-headed sister who will go to your house to find you."

Wesley nodded, he really needed time to digest this.

He returns the gun to Sron...

But Slong did not accept it, "It belongs to your father, your father is no longer here, and now you are its legitimate heir."

Wesley had no choice but to accept it.

...

After leaving the abandoned warehouse, Wesley immediately ran to the ATM on the street to check the balance of the bank card.

When he saw the long list of numbers, he fainted almost happily.

That was a wealth he never dared to think about in his life. Unexpectedly, his cheap dad left him so much inheritance.

Wesley doesn't have to go to work anymore, and just eats and drinks and waits for death. He can't spend all his money until he dies. Of course, it's not like that.

Do you still need to go to work if you have money? Do you still need to be cowardly from the fat female boss?

Of course not needed!

Wesley immediately came to the company, scolded the fat woman in front of all her colleagues, and fired the boss's squid on the spot.

He was too lazy to ask for a little salary.

When he left the company, his good friend Bailey was skipping work again. If he guessed well, he would definitely cuckold him in the rental house and cuckold him with that Becky.

...

When Wesley left the company, John came to the door.

"Hello, I'm Detective George. I want to find your boss for something." John said, quickly taking out his ID and checking it out for the front desk.

This document was stolen by John by a police detective.

When John was doing business, he liked to use his official identity the most because this would reduce a lot of unnecessary resistance.

Sure enough, when the front desk saw that John was a police detective, he immediately introduced him to the fat female boss.

This fat woman was just counterattacked by Wesley, which seriously injured her self-esteem. She has been depressed until now and stayed in the presidential room.

"Hello, I'm Detective George. Is Wesley Gibson an employee like you?" John asked the fat woman.

Since the Assassin League will ask the son of the defeated general to deal with him, then that guy's son must have outstanding features and is likely to have the characteristics of his father.

If you can understand his characteristics, it will not only make the League club lose money, but also increase your strength and increase the bargaining chips to destroy the League club.

And at present, this coward does not understand its own characteristics. It is the best way to deal with it while it is still in its infancy.

No matter what, the cowardly father did die because of himself, although he was self-inflicted.

It would be fine if the alliance would not look for him. Now that he is found, he must be eliminated.

It is impossible to forget that the revenge of killing your father is irreconcilable.

Just like Carmel Antonio, her former life ten years ago saved her life and also sponsored her to go to school every year, but when she gained strength and her wings became hard, she immediately asked John to take revenge, hoping to kill him.

Therefore, there should be no kindness when dealing with the enemy.

"You are looking for Wesley? I can ask, what did he do?" asked the fat female boss.

John: "The problem is not very big. I just have a case that requires him to cooperate with the investigation. Can I know his home address?"

"Of course." The fat female boss happily agreed.
Chapter completed!