League of Legends

Chapter 20 Wesley the Frog in the Well

the next day.

It was almost 10:30 am when Baker woke up.

It was the birthday of Richard's daughter Alexis downstairs yesterday. As a friend, Baker was called to celebrate the birthday, and then drank with Richard, drinking a little too much.

15 minute later.

Baker took a shower, and just received a call from Gwen, saying that she had already selected a seat at the steak restaurant downstairs.

Baker replied that he would come soon, and glanced at the new update about Wesley on the InterContinental Hotel APP when he was going out.

After reading it, Baker had only one thought.

Wesley, danger!

The InterContinental Hotel increased the reward for Wesley to 500 million this morning. The premise is that he needs to be captured alive. If he can't be captured alive, then I'm sorry, and whoever is killed will be additionally wanted.

It is clear.

This is one of the five high tables in the Intercontinental Hotel. The Assassin Alliance headquartered on Tiber Island has spoken. Otherwise, there would be no such order.

Does Wesley know?

Know nothing.

Four hours before the arrest warrant went into effect, Wesley woke up from the side of the road at an ATM in Queens.

Yesterday, after completing such a feat as the destruction of the [New York Brotherhood], he passed by the ATM and took a look. When he saw that the balance was negative, a strong sense of powerlessness struck him instantly, causing Wesley to fall asleep in a coma. roadside.

When Wesley woke up now, he was still on the side of the road.

into the eye.

The sky is still the same sky, blue and blue.

New York is still New York, a paradise for the rich and a hell for the poor.

It seems that he has not been affected by the great things he has done at all.

Wesley gritted his teeth, supported the wall and slowly stood upright. Just as he took a step, the scab wound on his thigh that had been cut by the butcher opened again, and the instant pain washed away like a tide on Wesley's nerves.

quite a while.

After Wesley endured the pain and returned to the den of his father's cross, he found that the den was empty.

It is in the real and literal sense that people go to the empty building.

Wesley was dumbfounded for a moment.

next second.

Wesley regained his senses, and then hurriedly limped to the warehouse where his father's cross had been storing weapons and equipment.

Empty.

All kinds of sniper rifles, automatic rifles, and pistols that were placed on the wall before, grenades and flash bombs piled up in the corner, and even several passports in the drawer and stacks of ten thousand yuan bills from different countries are all gone now. And flew away.

If it weren't for the pistol with one bullet and a note left on the table, Wesley might feel like he was in a dream.

[If I were you, I would give myself a good time. 】

"Watfark!"

Wesley rubbed his right eye, looked at the contents of the note in his hand, cursed a little incomprehensibly, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and pointed at the phone number left on the note The number was called.

The call was quickly connected.

It's Peck Huasky.

He seemed sure the call was from Wesley: "Wesley."

Wesley waved the note in his hand: "Waterfake, Huaski, where are the things in my room."

Huaski's tone was very quiet: "I found that house for your father, and I also bought the weapons inside. I can't let them associate their anger with me. I reminded you, son."

"them?"

Wesley frowned and said, "The Brotherhood has been wiped out."

He remembered that just yesterday, he took down an assassin organization with a thousand-year heritage.

I'm the best assassin in the world.

Huasky's tone did not fluctuate at all: "You have no idea what you did, kid, I don't know what you took from them, but, kill yourself, before 24 hours have passed."

"What, what suicide, what are you talking about?"

"You should have listened to your father, just as your father wanted, to leave and live a different life."

"Watfark, what the hell are you talking about, the Brotherhood is gone, the Fox is gone, the Tinker is gone, they're all dead."

Wesley was a little crazy, why Huasky pretended not to hear what he said: "Huasky, the Brotherhood is dead, if you don't believe it, you can go and see."

Huasky, who was waiting for the plane at the airport, felt sad for his friend Cross: "You broke the rules, boy, in four hours, all the assassins and killers in New York will come to you, and they won't kill you, But believe me, you will be captured alive by them, and, once captured alive, your life will be worse than death, so...suicide."

Done.

Huasky hung up the phone, then opened the back cover of the phone, pulled out the phone card inside, threw it into the trash can, and then pulled the backpack when he came to prepare to use it as a toilet, and then boarded and flew to Dongmo Lavia's flight home.

But after 10 minutes.

A tenor voice came from the men's room, and after the airport security rushed in, they saw Peck Huaski, whose throat was cut and sitting on the toilet seat, staring at his eyes.

On the wall.

A line of blood.

Roommates, die!

Let's talk about Wesley.

Wesley heard the hang-up sound from the phone, and then he called and yelled angrily when he was already out of the service area, and then angrily threw his phone on the wall.

The phone instantly fell apart and turned into a corpse.

Wesley wiped his face with his hands.

next second.

Wesley thought of Huasky's last warning on the phone just now.

Break the rules?

All the assassins in New York will come after him?

Four hours left?

Wesley suddenly shivered, then walked to the kitchen entrance of the apartment, carefully opened the window and looked around outside.

Sloan trained Wesley with a crash course, but it is undeniable that Wesley is indeed a born assassin.

After Huasky's warning first, Wesley really saw several pedestrians acting suspiciously through the window.

"Fake!"

Wesley swears again, and then runs towards the door of the apartment in a panic.

The stairs on the fourth and third floors of the apartment.

A bearded man with a hood looked at the flustered Wesley and showed a cruel smile: "Little rabbit, run away, there are still four hours, and the big bad wolf is coming to catch you."

Wesley was slightly taken aback.

Then his eyes fell on the right hand of the bearded man rolled up in his sleeve. After a moment of silence, he chose to pass by the bearded man and continue running downstairs.

out of the apartment.

Wesley felt that the moment he just stepped out of the apartment, from all directions, at least 30 eyes fell on him instantly across the distance of space.

Walter...

Fake!

Wesley felt a little numb in his heart. What the hell was going on? He had wiped out the Brotherhood, so where did so many assassins come from?

poor child.

Like a toad at the bottom of a well, he thinks that the sky he sees is the whole sky.

……

(End of this chapter)