Chapter 107 We Want You to Call Him Dad
Wesley walked through the train car with his gun, his eyes and ears alert, searching for Cross's tracks.
The Assassin Alliance used to be supported by three giants: Sloan, Cross, and Mr. X, who was killed by Cross, with Sloan as the leader.
Unfortunately, Sloan was just a civilian, and Mr. X was eliminated by Cross early on, which meant there was no one left to check Cross.
For the remaining members of the Assassin Alliance, such as Fire Fox and Gunsmith, if Wesley wasn't by their side, Cross could kill them in a few rounds at most.
Therefore, to kill Cross, it had to be Wesley, Cross's own son.
Sloan had even specifically trained Wesley in many things, tailored to Cross's habits and relying on the fact that Cross would never harm Wesley, which would be enough to give Cross a tough time.
Wesley was fully alert, his eyes, like a human camera, constantly scanning everyone in the carriage.
As he passed, Wesley noticed a pair of siblings in the aisle, playing with silver-grey masks.
Wesley didn't pay attention, because one was a little girl only about ten years old, and the other was an Asian youth in his twenties, fundamentally different from Cross, the bearded middle-aged man. There was no need to even lift their masks; Wesley automatically bypassed them.
The next second, Wesley suddenly saw Cross's fleeing shadow. Startled, he quickly pulled out his gun, aimed it at the fleeing Cross, and was about to fire... However, the moment he turned around, the siblings who had been playfully frolicking behind him suddenly changed their expressions, becoming sharp. They moved, silently approaching Wesley, getting so close to his back that he didn't even notice, his full attention on Cross.
Suddenly!!
Mo Fei and Mindy instantly burst forth, moving like a swift wind and lightning, each grabbing one of Wesley's arms.
"What??"
Wesley suddenly turned his head, only to see the siblings in silver-grey masks smiling playfully at him.
"I told you he was a rookie!" Mo Fei said, twirling the Beretta 92F he had snatched from Wesley's hand a few times in his palm to show off, then put it into his spatial ring.
To others, it was like a magic trick; it instantly vanished.
"Who are you? Why are you grabbing me?" Wesley was still completely bewildered, unable to understand the situation.
"Why am I grabbing you? Is it okay if I'm just jealous of how handsome you are?" Mo Fei said, smiling playfully as he put silver handcuffs on Wesley.
He had originally thought he would need to use Mindy's ability to deal with Wesley, but it turned out to be so simple.
Wesley was simply too much of a rookie. After two weeks of training, no matter how good Wesley was, how good could he really be?
He lacked the crisis awareness developed from long-term combat, the tactical awareness of a top assassin, and superhuman fighting ability. With Mo Fei's current Lv4 Xing Yi Quan, which far surpassed the peak fighting ability of ordinary humans, as long as Wesley was within two meters of him, whether Wesley had a gun or not, he could be taken down instantly. What's more, now he also had Mindy's help, and Cross's perfectly executed distraction tactic.
"You're all in this together?" Only when Cross slowly walked over from the front did Wesley finally realize that Mo Fei and Mindy were Cross's accomplices.
It wasn't his fault; after all, two weeks ago he was just an ordinary person. How could he compete in wits with cunning people like Mo Fei and Cross?
"What do you want?" Wesley tried to break free from the silver handcuffs, but he couldn't. The interval for exerting force was too short; his golden finger was for assassination techniques, not for this. It would be a different story if it were the bald beast Dominic.
It was also because he was Cross's own son that Mo Fei and Mindy bothered to use handcuffs; otherwise, if they were dealing with someone else, a single bullet would have sufficed, avoiding all this trouble.
"Nothing much. We won't hit you, we won't scold you, and we certainly won't kill you. We just want you to call him Dad." Mo Fei said, smiling as he pointed to Cross, who had come closer.
"Dream on!" Wesley's face flushed red, his eyes filled with rage, as if they were about to spray fire.
This man killed my biological father and now wants to insult me, to make me call him Dad?
That's absolutely impossible!
"Alright, if you don't want to call him now, that's fine. Anyway, you'll call him one day. I'll be waiting for the moment you say it's 'really good'." Mo Fei shrugged.
"Wesley, listen!" Cross held Wesley's shoulder with a serious expression, and said sincerely, "I don't know what Sloan and the others told you, but actually, I am your father!"
"I am your father!" Wesley suddenly erupted, slamming his head hard into Cross's nose.
Cross, perhaps due to a momentary outpouring of paternal affection, was unprepared and his nose was instantly broken.
"I'm telling you, you can kill me, but don't even think about insulting my intelligence, let alone my dignity!" Wesley, handcuffed, had only this small trick up his sleeve. Having exacted a small revenge, he stood there, speaking righteously, "Even if you kill me now, torture me with cruel methods, and throw me off this train, I will never, under your coercion, call him Dad!"
He, Wesley, had his dignity, alright!
"Whoosh!!"
A bullet struck.
Fire Fox, driving the speeding Ford, fired at Mo Fei and the other two.
Mindy, with quick reflexes, shot a bullet to neutralize Fire Fox's bullet.
"People from the Assassin Alliance." Mindy stood by the window, coldly looking at Fire Fox in the Ford car.
At the same time, Cross, Wesley, Mo Fei, and Mindy stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching Fire Fox.
Fire Fox was startled. She had already recognized Mindy as the person who helped Cross last time, also a top assassin capable of Bullet Time and Curved Shot. There was also an unfamiliar person, but being in Cross's company, he must also be a top killer. This meant the other side had three top assassins. Could she, alone, hold them off?
"She must be killed!" Cross raised his gun, looking coldly at Fire Fox: "Wesley, I know you have some feelings for her, but she is definitely not the right person for you. You will meet someone better in the future."
"No, no, no... no... Don't kill her..." Wesley became anxious. He wasn't a fool; he knew that in Cross's hands, Fire Fox had no chance of escape.
"Kid, this Ford car, while wild and cool, has too much raw power, too much kinetic energy, and an exhaust pipe that's too thick. It's not something a novice like you can handle." Mo Fei said, smiling as he patted Wesley's shoulder: "Don't worry, your dad is super rich and capable. He'll definitely find you someone even prettier. Just forget about this one."
Cross remained unmoved.
Wesley watched as Cross, with his perfectly designed shooting angle, pressed the trigger... He was going crazy with anxiety. How could he watch Fire Fox be killed... "Dad!" Wesley thought for a moment, then suddenly screamed hysterically, "She's pregnant with your grandson!"