All gods become gods

"You know... how much I long to escape this life, even if it means death?"

"..." Carlos was silent for a long time, then stepped forward and untied Wesley, "Yes."

"So, I'll take you away."

"Take you on the path I didn't want you to take."

"Perhaps he is right."

"I should give you the power to choose, not make the decision for you."

"Let's go."

Carlos half picked up Wesley, who was completely weakened because of the three or four consecutive Assassin bloodlines in a hungry state, and led him outside.

"The rest of my life, I can assure you, will be more exciting than you can imagine."

"What about...the... corpse?" Wesley asked.

"...someone will take care of it." Carlos twitched the corner of his mouth, turned his head, and saw that the "corpse" that was lying on the ground raised its head at some point, and stretched out a bloody hand. Give him the international general gesture - the middle finger.

Carlos pushed back the head of Wesley, who was struggling and wanted to turn his head to look, half-carrying and half-dragging him, and took him away: "Let's go, you will have a chance to look at the corpse in the future, now, we are running out of time!"

……

After Carlos left with Wesley, Zhou Yi stood up and stretched himself.

This is the plan he made for Carlos.

Zhou Yi disguised himself as an enemy, tied up Wesley, and asked Carlos to stage a heroic rescue, successfully "killing" Zhou Yi, and then successfully rescued Wesley.

This is like a person who flirts with a girl in a normal way, and a hero who flirts with a girl after saving the beauty. In these two different situations, the difficulty is not at the same level.

Of course, the premise for a hero to save the beauty is that the hero must be handsome, otherwise it will be the two results of "little girls have nothing to repay but can only promise each other with their bodies" and "little girls have nothing to repay and can only be bulls and horses in the next life".

As for the hero saving the son... Naturally, there are no such differences. Judging from the current situation, their plan has been successfully implemented.

Of course, the bullet Carlos shot before was intercepted by Zhou Yi, and the blood that flowed out was naturally released by him from the storage space.

So far, the play has been very successful.

As for how to develop after all...

"Your father has already joined the regiment, and still owes me such a big favor, can you still run away?"

Zhou Yi hummed a ditty, started to pack his things, and prepared to rush to the next performance theater.

Chapter 59 Actor's Self-cultivation

"Where are we... going?" Wesley asked.

"Go get some things," Carlos walked forward with Wesley, "The situation is very dangerous now, we must leave here in a short time."

"Okay...Okay." Wesley was a little puzzled, "But, isn't this the way to where I live... Isn't this the way to where I live in front, behind the tram tracks?"

"Yes," Carlos looked at the familiar place opposite, stopped, turned to the right, took out the key, opened the door of the house, and walked in with Wesley.

"That's where you live, and that's where I live."

Wesley's eyes widened.

It never occurred to him that his father, Carlos, had been living across from him all these years, and he was only separated by a tram track!

"Don't worry about it so much," Carlos put Wesley on the sofa in the living room, and took out a few chocolates from the refrigerator beside him and handed them to Wesley, "Eat something first."

While Wesley gobbled down the chocolate, Carlos went to get some pizza and warmed it up in the microwave.

He is well aware of Wesley's current state and how to deal with it.

Under the condition of starvation, he entered the state of assassin's bloodline one after another, and there were still so many mood swings and the amount of information he received.

To be honest, now Wesley still has the strength to eat, which has surprised Carlos enough.

Even he, under such circumstances, cannot have a better performance than Wesley.

Carlos also knew that if he wanted Wesley to get better, all he needed to do was eat, add calories, and it was over.

In the room, there was only the sound of Wesley swallowing something.

Carlos stood aside, not knowing where to put his hands.

Although the plan was executed perfectly according to the original plan, but now... for this part, Zhou Yi did not give him detailed arrangements at that time.

If, as before, the two of them fired a bullet in the air, and then Carlos "killed" Zhou Yi with a single shot, Carlos could play in such an action scene without any preparation.

But when it comes to emotional scenes...

That Carlos' head is big.

What expression, tone, and words should I use?

"That's it," Wesley ate, and suddenly stopped, looking in one direction, "Is that...a photo?"

Carlos looked in the direction of Wesley's line of sight and saw some photos placed on the table.

"Yes," Carlos walked over and took the photos, "These...some are from your school, and some are sent to me by asking someone to send them to me. This one is from your motorcycle. , and this one, in a suit..."

A few photos, although the number is not many, but each one, Carlos can tell the origin of the photos and the time when they were obtained.

Wesley ate and listened, and the memories in his mind that had been dusty for a long time and had no value of recollection were also dyed a little bit of color because of this.

Gradually, he choked up.

"I... I'm sorry." Carlos became a little flustered.

"No, it's okay." Wesley wiped his eyes, "I just... never thought that there are still people paying attention to me."

"I'm sorry..." Carlos didn't know what to say other than these few words.

"I know what you think, and I also know why you have been by my side all the time, but you never meet me."

Wesley choked up and said: "But... for me, I've had enough of the life I'm living in now, like a pool of stagnant water."

"Your mother, I promised her, and, myself, I don't want you to step into this dangerous world."

Carlos took a deep breath, "But now... the world is unpredictable..."

"If that person hadn't kidnapped me, I'm afraid you would still let me live like this, right?" Wesley said.

"My previous thought was a little naive, thinking that this would protect you." Carlos said, "But I ignored it, they have no bottom line at all."

"who are they?"

Wesley decided not to worry about the things that Carlos hadn't seen with him before, but to focus on the present and grasp the moment.

Because, he knew that Carlos' intention was for his own good, and his own reasons accounted for the vast majority of his own life.

Of course, this is due to the information "leaked" to Wesley in the previous dialogue between the enemy played by Zhou Yi and Wesley, which caused Wesley to think this way.

Without this foreshadowing, Wesley would definitely not have such an idea. No matter what Carlos said, Wesley would not listen to it. For Carlos, Wesley's resentment would occupy the vast majority.

But now, due to the enemy played by Zhou Yi, Wesley has created a father image in advance that "in order to protect the safety of the child, he has to be invisible and not meet each other".

After that, the scene where Carlos came to confront Zhou Yi and "risked his life" to save people also gave Wesley a shot in the arm, so Wesley naturally couldn't resent Carlos.

"They..." Carlos breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. At this moment, he finally reached the part of the plan that Zhou Yi had arranged for him before.

"In the past, they were assassins, and the assassins of the Assassin Brotherhood existed just like me, but now, they are killers, my enemies."

"Assassin... Killer..."

Wesley considered these two words, and the continuous heat brought to his body by eating a lot before was gradually restoring his physical condition: "Is there any difference between the two?"

As soon as Wesley finished speaking, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Who is it?" Wesley lowered his voice subconsciously, a little terrified, but after seeing Carlos's motionless figure, he gradually calmed down again.

"Don't worry, he's one of us," Carlos naturally knew who was coming, and walked over slowly, "He is my current companion and the one who gave me another choice."

Carlos opened the door, and then welcomed Zhou Yi in who had already changed his outfit and face.

"I received your call and rushed over immediately," Zhou Yi asked earnestly, "How is it? Has your son been rescued?"

"It's been rescued." Carlos pointed to Wesley who was watching them in the living room, "That's my son... Wesley."

"Hello, Wesley Gibson, nice to meet you."

Zhou Yi looked at Wesley, smiled and nodded.

It was as if he had never held a gun to Wesley's head or even shot him in the ear before.

Even though Zhou Yi has never had the profession of an actor, his acting skills can be rated as high-level!

Such a thing like pointing at someone's head with the front foot, changing the face and changing the clothes with the back foot, and then greeting others with a smile is nothing to Zhou Yi!

It's just an actor's self-cultivation!

Chapter 60 Odd to Even

"Hi," Wesley greeted, "you are..."

"I am your father's guide, a Templar of the Knights Templar, Zhou Yi," Zhou Yi said, "Wesley, are you interested in spreading fire?"

"Huh?" Wesley was taken aback.

"Let's talk about these things later," Carlos said with black lines on his face, feeling a little displeased with Zhou Yi's impromptu performance that didn't follow the plan, "Let's get out of here first."

My son has just stepped into this world!

You can't give him a little more time to adapt, and then let him make his own decisions...

Carlos thought about it, feeling a little guilty.

Because, he also knew that he was able to know the real situation of the League of Assassins and successfully recognized Wesley, all thanks to Zhou Yi's help.

Moreover, according to the current form, it seems that Wesley is the best choice to join the Knights Templar.

but……

Maybe this is the instinct from his father. Although Carlos knows that this matter is irreversible, and he is completely unreasonable, he can't be completely rational after all, but will be biased towards his son Wesley.

"That's right," Zhou Yi nodded, "Let's leave here first, and we'll talk in detail after arriving at the safe house."

So, Carlos quickly picked up the things he had packed earlier, and the three left the place together, and Wesley didn't have the slightest opinion about it.

He knew that it was estimated that he would not be able to return for a long time.

But, if you think about it carefully, what is the thing he needs to bring, something worth remembering?

A bank card with basically no deposits?

Some clothes that have been worn and laundered for years?

A girlfriend who hangs out with her "best friend"?

A position of pure torture and ridiculously low pay?

A fat boss who always makes trouble for him?

All in all, the above-mentioned things just flashed through Wesley's mind, and they were directly forgotten by him.

Looking back over the past twenty years, Wesley has almost nothing that is valuable and worth taking away.

However, now, overnight, he has added a lot of valuable things.

A fantastic experience, being kidnapped for the first time, and seeing a life-and-death shootout for the first time.

A father who has been taking care of him, although in a way he doesn't like.

A miraculous bloodline, able to make myself see the trajectory of the bullet and even react... Although I thought it was an anxiety disorder before, I have been taking drugs to suppress it.

A mysterious order called the Knights Templar, and a group of enemies affiliated with an organization called the Brotherhood of Assassins.

All of this made Wesley feel novel, surprised, and shocked.

Overnight, he abandoned the past and walked towards a new life, completely different from before, a brand new, exciting and exciting life!

……

"So, are our enemies those assassins?" Wesley asked curiously.

He can be said to be full of energy now.

Zhou Yi glanced at Carlos, whose face was turning black, chuckled, and said to Wesley, "Yes."

They're in the car now, and the driver...is Carlos.