There is everyone in this industry, so don’t think that having some superpowers will make you a good person.

But so many elite killers failed!

Yes, this siege was a trap from the beginning. Cornell deliberately told his younger brother about that place, just to let Hannibal and Bloodmint come to the door themselves.

The high table had more than thirty experts in the industry surrounding it in order to kill him with one blow. But now it failed!

Wednesday's face looked very ugly, and he actually didn't say some things.

That is, not only did the siege fail, but all the killers died!

Most of them showed no sign of resistance at all!

Now the 'scavengers' at the high table are working hard to eliminate those corpses and traces. Otherwise, with so many corpses, the pressure on the high table will be great.

"We have a backup plan for this, you don't have to worry at all." Wednesday had no interest in the gang leader in front of him, or Cornell was a big shot in Harlem, but in Wednesday's eyes he was nothing.

Against Cornell on the high table, it's a complete hunt for rabbits. Using him to fish out Hannibal can also expand your power.

Then Wednesday ignored Cornell, picked up his phone, and dialed.

"Sloan, let's talk."

…

Sloan is an old black man. If you see him on the street, you will just think that he is an honest and responsible old man.

But in fact, he is the leader of the most famous killer organization in the world.

The Brotherhood is also called the Mutual Aid Society or the Assassin Brotherhood. In short, it can have many names, but the essence remains the same. It is a killer organization that makes a living by killing people.

Of course, people within this organization do not think so. They feel that they represent justice in the world. They work for God and kill evil people who have caused great harm to the world in order to maintain world peace.

A very great creed.

But other people in the industry sneered at this and thought they were a bunch of lunatics.

Because they kill people the same way and collect money the same way.

This is the killer.

Apart from this, the mutual aid association actually has a pretty good reputation in the industry. Their killers are fearless and fearless of death. They regard completing tasks as their top priority and are extremely dedicated.

Of course it's not without its shortcomings.

That's just too expensive.

Generally speaking, the mutual aid association and the high table are in a competitive relationship, but in fact, the mutual aid association is in a sense a subordinate unit of the high table, but it is more independent. The high table sometimes places orders for the fraternity.

Sloan frowned immediately after receiving Wednesday's call.

The mutual aid association has had a lot of problems in the past six months, many members have died, and they are busy taking care of themselves. It is also because the mutual aid association itself is relatively closed, and it is difficult for news to spread, so it is not known to the outside world. But the actual situation is that the mutual aid association is having a hard time now.

Just a few days ago, ‘x’, one of the strongest killers in the mutual aid association, was killed.

In addition to the elite killers who sacrificed before, there are not many elite killers that the mutual aid association can dispatch at this stage.

If he could, Sloan wouldn't want to deal with these nonsense, but the problem is that he can't refuse.

The reason why mutual aid associations can exist and thrive in the highly competitive industry of killers is not because they can conquer the world. Again, in the assassin industry, everyone has it, and mutual aid associations really don’t have that ability. Join the high table and accept it.

Their leadership is the reason why they have been able to remain transcendent in this industry.

So Sloan couldn't refuse.

Thinking of this, Sloan called Fox.

"How's Wesley?"

"Excellent, he is indeed that man's son." Fox said in a very strange tone.

"Really... Then, it's time to give him a test. If he passes the test... then the plan can begin." Sloan said.

"What mission?" Fox asked seriously.

Fox was perhaps the most steadfast of all the fraternity killers.

"Kill Hannibal!" Sloan didn't care that Fox knew about it.

Because Hannibal's reputation is... he's a stinker, a real bad guy. It's not unusual for him to appear on the loom.

Oh, by the way, what makes other colleagues in the mutual aid industry laugh the most is that the mutual aid association claims to the outside world that their goals all come from a loom... This is so funny. Outsiders don't believe it anyway. I just think the people in the mutual aid association have some brains.

Problem.

Of course Fox knew about Hannibal and didn't think there was anything wrong with killing him. He didn't suspect there was anything fishy about it.

She was just worried that... this test would be too... difficult.

"Would this be bad for Wesley...?"

"We are out of time, Fox. How many of us are there now? Carlos is hunting us one after another. How many of us can escape his pursuit? He is the strongest one. We have no choice.

"

In fact, Sloan had another intention.

He didn't quite know how terrifying Hannibal was, but for a nationally famous murderer to be able to get away with it so far was definitely not lucky.

So he hoped to use Wesley's danger to draw out Carlos, and it would be best to let both them and Hannibal suffer losses, and then they would come out to clean up the mess.

Kill two birds with one stone.

"I understand, and I request to join the action."

"No problem, this mission is originally a multi-person operation. I will ask the gunsmith and Barry to join the operation together, and the insecticide will be your backup."

"clear!"

Fox put down the phone and looked at Wesley, who was still fighting the butcher.

Wesley, just over a month ago, was just a Luther with a gloomy life, an oppressed social animal, and an unlucky guy who was raped. If there were no accidents, his final outcome would only be to achieve nothing, and in the end

The worst thing is that even Wesley himself thinks so. In his opinion, the meaning of life is to kill time and wait for death-until he meets Fox, everything changes.

He was taken into an unknown world by Fox.

A world of killers.

Here, he saw a world that was completely different from his terrible life. In this world, he was not a fool who had accomplished nothing, nor a mediocre mortal, but a genius with extraordinary talents.

An unparalleled father, with a goal so noble that it can change the world.

Although he keeps complaining about being tired, in fact, he likes it.

He loves it all!

Because he finally escaped from the reincarnation that was called life but was actually hell.

He wants to live a different life!

"Wesley!"

"Here!" Wesley dodged the butcher's knife and fought back with the meat cleaver in his hand while responding to Fox.
Chapter completed!