All gods become gods

Wesley finally embarked on the path of an assassin. The most frightening thing is that he was brought back to the League of Assassins by Firefox sent by the League of Assassins betrayed by Carlos, and underwent training to become a new generation of assassins.

Then, Wesley was misled by the Assassin's League, thinking that Carlos was his father-killing enemy, and he killed Carlos as a result.

Wesley didn't understand the truth until later, and finally opened Wushuang and took the League of Assassins away.

Assassins use Wushuang, knights use stealth, mages wield sledgehammers, warriors cast forbidden spells... old traditional arts, it's normal, there's nothing to make a fuss about.

Of course, this is what happened in the original plot, and now... Wesley is still the hard-working office worker, suffering from the torture of life.

After wandering around here for a few times, Zhou Yi specially found a place to stop for a while, took a look at the place where Wesley lived from time to time, then left, and went to the nearest hotel to get a room.

"I just need to do this a few more times..." Zhou Yi thought to himself, turned on the computer, plugged in the internet cable, and entered the address of "175 Fifth Avenue, Manhattan Island" on the map.

Soon, he got the result.

"New York Continental Hotel." Zhou Yi looked at the results displayed on the computer and thought for a while, "Sure enough, the organization in "John Wick" exists. If this is the case, I can... um?"

Just as Zhou Yi was thinking about what he was going to do next and making plans, there was a knock on his door.

"..." Zhou Yi stood up and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a black muzzle was aimed at Zhou Yi's head.

"Don't move!" the man said, "Be quiet, step back, and raise your hands, otherwise, I don't guarantee that the bullet will penetrate your head in the next second!"

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Chapter 47 Peeping Tom Carlos

Zhou Yi looked at the man in front of him, his eyes twitching slightly.

Without him, even Zhou Yi was a little surprised by the speed at which this man came to the door.

With this efficiency, Zhou Yi felt that it was very possible for the man to set up more than a dozen surveillance cameras around Wesley to keep an eye on him all the time.

That's right, the man who came to the door with a gun was exactly the person Zhou Yi wanted to find, the top assassin in the Assassin's League—"Cross" Carlos! , Wesley's father!

"You came so fast, Carlos." Zhou Yi said while stepping back slowly.

"I thought I would have to go on like this for several days, and you would come after me a few more times, so... you won't really be paying attention to Wesley all the time, right?"

"Sure enough, you are here for Wesley!" Carlos followed Zhou Yi's retreat and advanced, walked into the room, closed the door, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you, who sent you here, what are you going to do?" what??!"

"Don't get excited, I'm not here for Wesley," Zhou Yi spread his hands, "I'm here for you, but it's too hard to find you, so I just need to find Wesley, naturally, just Can wait for you to come to the door."

"Very good, so now, you have successfully found me," Carlos clenched the gun in his hand, "tell me, what are you looking for me for?"

"Calm down, I said it, calm down," Zhou Yi pressed down his palm, "It's not a bad thing for me to look for you, so there's no need to point a gun at me."

"It's empty talk." Of course, Carlos would not just believe Zhou Yi.

"Hey...well," Zhou Yi sighed, "The premise of friendly communication is that both parties are on the same level. It seems that I have to show something."

"Then you have to be careful," Carlos moved his gun, "my gun is much faster than you think."

"Your words remind me of someone," Zhou Yi smiled lightly, "He also said the same thing before, but...do you know how he is now?"

"I don't need to know," Carlos said, entering combat mode, who was actually of the so-called "Assassin bloodline", "he's definitely not as fast as me."

"Yes, you are right, he is indeed, definitely not as fast as you," Zhou Yi nodded, "but..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yi exerted force under his feet. The huge force directly stepped out a small hole in the marble floor!

"Bang!" Carlos shot.

Under the light, the bullet showed a bright yellow color, and when it turned, it swept through the airflow and made a howling sound.

In different guns, fired by different people, the bullets will cause different results.

And fired from the modified pistol held by Master Assassin Carlos, this bullet could have killed one person, or even several people.

but now.

The moment it came out, the target it was given was Zhou Yi.

It is doomed that it cannot achieve its goal.

The bullet was slowed down to an unimaginable level in Zhou Yi's vision.

And Zhou Yi's body is also strong enough to support him, making movements faster than this bullet.

Therefore, before the bullet reaches the place where Zhou Yi was originally, the reaction force provided by the ground to Zhou Yi has already driven Zhou Yi's whole body, allowing him to reach the position it left.

He easily snatched the pistol from Carlos' hands, and the bullet fired by Carlos hit the wall when Zhou Yi stood behind Carlos.

After all, it was not in vain, at least it hit something.

"But..." Zhou Yi turned his back to Carlos, looked at the pattern on the pistol he just grabbed, and said lightly, "You must not be as fast as me."

"Who... are you?" Carlos didn't dare to move.

It was the first time he experienced such a thing, such a strange thing.

As a Master Assassin, in addition to the necessary combat skills and gun fighting skills, Carlos' Assassin blood is naturally strong enough to allow him to easily do things that ordinary people cannot do.

However, Carlos can say that what Zhou Yi just did has completely exceeded the limit of his imagination.

Kicking the marble floor out of a small hole, the speed is fast enough to avoid the bullets fired by the modified pistol within half a meter, and at the same time, it moves behind him at a speed that he can't see clearly even if he has the assassin blood.

Carlos directly gave up the idea of ​​continuing to fight, because he was very self-aware and knew that he really couldn't beat Zhou Yi.

Moreover, Zhou Yi also said before that it is not a bad thing to find Carlos. Now that he has the ability to kill Carlos, he has not done anything, which greatly strengthens the credibility of Zhou Yi's words for Carlos.

"It seems that we can finally have a normal conversation now," Zhou Yi threw the gun back to Carlos, "The gun is not bad, it has been remodeled?"

"Yes, the bullet will be faster, more penetrating, and fly farther." Carlos subconsciously introduced, but soon recalled that Zhou Yi had just dodged a bullet just now, and his face was neither red nor out of breath. A little embarrassing.

"Aside from other things, you are really good at modifying firearms and bullets." Zhou Yi recalled the two scenes of ultra-long-distance fixed-point sniping in the movie scene, and said with emotion.

A gun fighting technique of swinging a gun to bend bullets, and a super-long-distance fixed-point sniper, these are the two most unscientific places in this movie.

"You just said, 'you'?" Carlos grasped the information revealed in Zhou Yi's words.

"Yes, you, you Brotherhood of Assassins." Zhou Yi nodded and said, "I'm looking for you for the Brotherhood of Assassins."

"You... want to join the club?" Carlos guessed.

"No," Zhou Yi denied and corrected, "I want to serve it."

Carlos: "???!!!"

"You want to destroy the Brotherhood of Assassins?"

"Yes."

"Then, are you looking for me?"

"Yes."

"You should know who I am? I mean, my identity?"

"Of course I know, the strongest assassin of the Assassin Brotherhood, code-named 'Cross', has voyeurism..."

"Stop, stop!" Carlos interrupted quickly, "Where am I voyeuristic? I admit that you are very strong, but you can't talk nonsense!"

"Really? So you're not a peeping tom?"

"of course not!"

"Then why did I just walk around Wesley's house twice, and after a few glances, you came to the door?"

"That's my son! I just keep proper care for him!"

"Your so-called appropriate concern is peeping with a telescope at a distance of less than 20 meters?"

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!"

"Yeah, okay, that's right." Zhou Yi waved his hand, assuming that if you have a lot of adults, I'll just believe your nonsense. "Let's talk about business, you know, Templar?"

Chapter 48 Carlos, pass the fire?

Originally, Zhou Yi thought that Carlos would show a solemn expression in an instant, and then say something like "So you are the legendary Templar Knight, the sworn enemy of our assassins".

result……

The scene fell into silence, and it was silent for more than a second.

After a while, Carlos frowned and asked Zhou Yi cautiously: "Are you talking about... the poor knights of the Temple of Christ and Solomon?"

"No, that's not what I said." Zhou Yi shook his head helplessly, "It seems that your Brotherhood of Assassins has concealed the existence of the Knights Templar..."

"What?" Carlos said that he couldn't understand what Zhou Yi was talking about at all.

"Well, it seems that I need to be a history teacher today, but before that..." Zhou Yi pointed to the gun in Carlos' hand, "Put away your gun, let's have a drink, and talk while drinking. "

……

"Is what you said true?"

After Zhou Yi told Carlos about the origins of the Knights Templar and the Brotherhood of Assassins, Carlos asked, "But I don't know about it at all!"

"The Knights Templar is in decline because of the "loom of fate" owned by the Assassins."

Zhou Yi shrugged and said, "Can you imagine that the so-called loom of fate appoints the person the assassin wants to kill, and after it is controlled, how much damage will it cause?"

"Being controlled?" Carlos' pupils dilated slightly.

"Since the name is derived from a special set of codes, it naturally means that it can be deciphered and manipulated."

Zhou Yi said: "When the assassins started to use this mechanism, it meant that they broke the rules and began to attack the Templars unscrupulously."

"The Templars didn't even have time to react, and they were severely injured by the mass death of elder-level figures, because they fell into a huge disadvantage at the beginning, and there were internal divisions... Gradually, after thousands of years of fighting , a complete failure."

"Then... you are..." Carlos hesitated to speak.

"I should be the last Templar in this world," Zhou Yi said, "So, I found you."

"But I'm an assassin."

"Assassins? No, when the assassins began to tamper with the results of that loom and put their goals in the word profit, they were no longer assassins, but killers."

"Is there any difference?"

"The difference is really big." Zhou Yi said seriously, "Assassins are for faith, while killers are for profit."

"So, in my opinion, the current so-called Brotherhood of Assassins might as well be called the League of Assassins."

"We have been following the instructions of the loom," Carlos retorted.

"Really? I have some doubts."

Zhou Yi drank the wine in the glass, and then asked the waiter for paper and pen, wrote down the phone number he just registered on it, and handed it to Carlos.

"I don't want to engage in meaningless arguments with you, and I don't want to force you to join the Templars to assist me, so I choose to let you see it with your own eyes."

"Since you think the current Assassin Brotherhood is following the instructions of the loom, then, good." Zhou Yi said.

"After you go back, find a way to get the assassination list of all recent assassins, and then send it to me. I will investigate and find out what kind of interest entanglements are behind these lists."

"Evidence can be falsified."

"Do you not trust your own eyesight and judgment, Master Assassin?" Zhou Yi chuckled lightly.

"The reason why I don't let you investigate is because, have you ever thought about it, if everything I said is true, then who is controlling the operation of the loom of fate in the Assassin Brotherhood?"

"Sloan..." Carlos murmured.

He remembered something, something, a detail.

"The authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. When I say this, you will definitely think of some doubtful things, but this is far from enough."

"And I don't want you to check it. It is precisely because of this that if your actions are too big and you are discovered, Sloan will send you to the so-called "Destiny Loom" list."

Zhou Yi said slowly: "Although you are a master assassin, under such an offensive, you must have a headache, right?"

"Then if you are discovered..." Carlos asked subconsciously, but shut his mouth voluntarily in the middle of speaking.

"If I'm discovered, what you should worry about is not me, but those who were ordered to come and kill me," Zhou Yi chuckled, "I'm far stronger than you think."

"If that's the case..." Carlos asked, "why didn't you just go to the door?"

"Because my purpose is not simply to eliminate the Brotherhood of Assassins," Zhou Yi said, "I want to correct the mistakes made by the Assassins and correct some problems in this world."

"Sounds like something a religious fanatic said?" Carlos frowned.

"Because there are problems in this world, it's too much, it's unbalanced," Zhou Yi said, "The League of Assassins, the Continental Hotel...the killers and assassins trample the law under their feet and regard order as nothing. This is wrong."

"The world is a balance. Once it is out of balance, there will be an existence to maintain the balance. Therefore, I want to add some weight to the other end of the balance."