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"This is a butcher, a master of knives." The fox introduced again, and then stood aside and waited to watch the show.

Wesley was woken up by being doused with cold water. After hearing the fox's introduction in a daze, he slowly got up and looked at a fat and sloppy guy with a knife in his hand.

"He was knocked out by the repairman a few times?" asked the butcher.

"Four punches." The fox said while gesturing with his fingers.

"Haha, he's such a bad guy, come to me and let me give you something different." Wesley walked over, and the butcher handed him a knife.

The pain is not enough to describe Wesley's feeling now, it hurts too much, he has never been in such pain, what does it feel like to have a knife across his body?What does it feel like to plunge a knife straight into the palm of your hand?He is completely unwilling to recall these.

"Huh..." When he woke up again, he felt very warm. He soaked himself in warm water, but his face and arms were completely fixed by something. Is this repair fluid?It is a good thing to accelerate the formation of white blood cells in the blood and quickly recover from injuries.

"Is anyone there?" Wesley's face was covered with wax, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

"Hey, you're awake!" said a guy with a strange voice.

"Yes, can I help you?" Wesley asked. The other party moved quickly and directly removed the frozen part of his face. Only then did Wesley open his eyes. "Huh, thank you, where is it?" Although Wesley knew it, he still needed to perform, and no one knew whether the other party was friendly enough.

"A place dedicated to recovering from injuries." Wesley only glanced at the Russian at this moment.

"Wesley, hello, what's your name?" Wesley greeted.

"My code name is 'Insecticide', but I usually have nothing to do, so I stay here." Just as the insecticide said this, the fox walked in.

"You're awake, have your injuries recovered? Get up now, we don't have much time, the 'cross' is moving faster and faster, we don't know when it will come here, we have to hurry up." Wesley He could only get up, grabbed the towel next to him and wrapped it around his waist, followed the fox and left here. Before leaving, he waved to the insecticide, he would be a regular visitor here.

"He is a gunsmith and knows all kinds of firearms like the back of his hand. You need to learn firearms from him." It was still a one-sentence introduction, and Wesley didn't say much. He just stood aside and listened to the other party's introduction. It is Apple, which memorizes all the introductions of the other party, directly compares technical things to the database, and directly records and organizes empirical things.

Firearms are Wesley's favorite, at least he doesn't have to be beaten. He started shooting training, corrected his shooting posture with apples, and then shot.The recoil is not normal, if his heart is not beating fast, he needs to practice a lot.

"It's really difficult, I need a lot of practice." Wesley really wanted to practice shooting here all the time, but it was impossible. He had to go to the repairman's place to get a beating every day, and then to the butcher's He spent three weeks in this life of being stabbed and returning to shooting practice after recovering.

He was practicing knife skills against the butcher that day, but someone broke in, "Another person was killed." After finishing speaking, he turned and went out. The butcher hurriedly followed, and Wesley glanced through the window. , He didn't show a happy look, but he was very happy. His cheap dad was really powerful. People are often carried back these days, and no one is alive.

"'Cross' is moving faster and faster, we need you to grow up as soon as possible." Fox said beside him.

"I can't promise anything about this. Training doesn't happen overnight, and I only have one chance, right?" Wesley turned against the general, and the Assassin Brotherhood knew that he was Carlos' son, but they couldn't tell, so Wesley Leigh said so and they had no way to refute it.

The fox stopped talking, and Wesley left the butcher's place directly. He was going to practice marksmanship. Now the hit rate of frontal shooting was very high, but he was not satisfied. It was not difficult to stand there and aim directly. Need to move.

Mobile shooting is more a test of experience and requires a greater amount of practice. Wesley began to move and shoot left and right. Without equipment, he ran by himself, waving the left and right guns constantly, and his heart beat fast from time to time. He started I have mastered a little skill, although not every time, but at least it is an improvement.

Wesley's hard practice is obvious to all, so Sloan can't say anything. Wesley must make greater progress. Although the "cross" will not kill his son, once he is caught, they will There was no chance, Wesley had to be able to kill his father without dying.

"Fox, can you go any faster?" Sloan asked.

"I can't, it's already the biggest load. He was just an ordinary person in the past. In just a few weeks, he became a top assassin. This is the reason why he has special abilities. If it goes on quickly, he will die."

"Well, at present, we can only let the outsiders push it first, and we have to strengthen our guard here." Sloan knew that he should not be anxious, and there was only one chance, so he must seize this opportunity and absolutely not waste it.

Next, Riversley began to practice turning the bullet. This is not a technical problem, but a sensory problem. You need to master that feeling, and this action is called swinging the gun. Using the inertia of the swing to make the trajectory of the bullet arc Lines, arm strength and wrist control need to find their own rhythm.

"Huh...huh..." Wesley was panting heavily during the house robbing, and he couldn't lift his arms anymore. His practice of swinging the gun was the most difficult. He had to practice for several hours a day, and then he had to go Recovered in the training room.

"It's already looking good, and you've made rapid progress." The fox looked on in admiration. They started practicing from a young age, while Wesley started halfway. In just five weeks, this level is already good. up. "But the 'cross' is approaching, your time is running out, and our time is running out."

Wesley nodded, his time is indeed running out, so now he needs to work harder, "Apple, can you control my heartbeat?"

"Yes." Apple replied bluntly.Wesley communicated with Apple in his mind, "Then you didn't say it earlier."

"You didn't ask."

"Okay, the next week helps me get my heart under control, I'm going to hit the ground running."

"When your heartbeat increases, your strength and speed will increase. It is recommended that you continue to train normally."

"They are about to lose patience. I have to meet up with my father and destroy their lair directly. It won't be too late to train normally in the future, otherwise I won't be able to get out here, it's too dangerous."

"understood."