New Staff of S.H.I.E.L.D.

In the next week, thanks to Apple’s help, Wesley’s progress was leaps and bounds. First, the fat beat the repairman. This time he beat it too hard. He endured it for five weeks, and the fat man suffered even more. After more than twenty knives, of course Wesley did not kill him, otherwise his life would be in danger at any time.

Throwing the gun was also beautifully done, several consecutive shots, and the left and right shots were not missed. This was a big surprise to Sloan, but at this time he calmed down again. He needs Wesley to learn how to kill, otherwise, and the cross 'There is no inherent advantage in the duel.

"This is the entire action record of the Brotherhood of Assassins. There is a lot of experience in it. You need to study with peace of mind, otherwise you are not the opponent of the'Cross'. There is also a record of his actions here, and there is no one missed." Sloan General Wesley took to the archives room, a huge round room with tall bookshelves all around the wall.

Wesley nodded, this is also something he needs to learn, and he has an apple, so he just needs to look at it once, and he called the pesticide directly, "Help me, I need someone to help."

"No problem, anyway, I have nothing to do." Insecticide laughed at himself, but Wesley didn't trust him too much. It was unclear in the movie whether or not the insecticide was him. The father's informant, or he was arranged by Sloan, is not easy to judge.

The insecticide uses a mouse to carry the bomb design. In the movie, Wesley later saw the design in his father’s secret room. The insecticide was hit near Wesley’s home. The killers followed Wesley. Lee, it's possible to distrust him or want to use him as bait, so Wesley didn't believe anyone.

All his assassination records were only read once and then replaced by another. Pesticide didn't know what Wesley was looking at. "How do you look so fast?"

"What I look at is their thinking. There are only a few weapons and techniques used in each action. The key is the thinking. How to find opportunities under the protection of heavy soldiers, these ideas are the most precious."

"So that's it, you are really smart." Pesticide continued to move him things with a smile, and sent them back after seeing them. Wesley watched many records in three days.

"This is your first mission." Sloan then gave him a name, and the fox will take him on the mission.

Standing on the high-speed tram, Wesley and the fox lay down at the same time, and then went through a tunnel, after which the fox took out a digital camera and aimed it at an office building passing by.

"How old are you today?" Wesley asked loudly.

"Hehe, why do you ask?" The fox asked with a smile.

"I'm single now, so ask your age to see if we are suitable, if I can live." Wesley left a sentence. If you can live too, this is a girl who admits to death. , I don't know if she will really solve herself, you can't stop such a person, and Wesley will not stop it, this is her choice.

"I will tell you when you survive." Then he shook the digital camera. "This is your goal. They meet at a fixed time every day, and your goal is this guy. You need to shoot at the fifth window. Remember?"

"Remember, but do you think the decision made by the loom is correct?"

"Kill one person and save a thousand people. This is the law of the Brotherhood. Some people in the Brotherhood hesitated like you in the past. As a result, their goal was to kill a lot of people. It was too late for them to shoot again. Look here." The fox exposed the scar on his right shoulder. "My father was originally a judge, but the defendant killed him. He wanted to buy someone else, and the defendant was the target of the Brotherhood."

"Understood, I just feel incredible that a loom can determine the destiny of mankind."

"It's normal, everyone thought this way for the first time, but don't hesitate, because if you let one go, you may kill more people." Wesley fell silent. Is this true? The loom can determine fate. How can it be so similar to the calculation program of the Hydra Group? The two are completely different in the same way.

In the high sky that Wesley and the fox can't see, a drone is monitoring them, "Sir, Wesley Gibson is about to start the first operation."

"Well, you are responsible for staring here to see the final result. Don't disturb anyone. I have something to dare to go to New York. I need to start contacting Tony Stark."

"Understand the sir." S.H.I.E.L.D. is still monitoring, they need strength to add in, especially Gibson and his son are ordinary people with special abilities, incomparable to the past Captain America, but much more powerful than ordinary people. .

Wesley stood on the top of the tram with the fox again the next day. Wesley held a pistol and focused his attention. It was the first time to kill someone, but he didn’t have the slightest psychological burden. It was not that he was cold-blooded. It feels more like a game, the kind of playing and beating little monsters to upgrade is completely a game mentality. It can be said that he has not yet fully adapted to this world, and there is an invisible barrier in his heart.

"Attention, you only have one chance." The fox yelled, and then the tram came to the building where the target was, and three consecutive windows flashed past, "Apple, the heartbeat speeds up." Wesley saw everything around him start to change. He was slow, his mind was steady, holding the gun and aiming, the fifth window appeared, and he calculated the inertia of the tram. There was a "bang" shot, but it was completely covered by the sound of the tram.

The bullet flew slowly, passed through the window, and finally hit the target person's forehead. He died instantly, his body leaned back, and he fell back with the chair.

"Hoo..." He took a deep breath, his heartbeat returned to normal, turned his head to look at the fox, and the fox was also smiling at him, and then stretched out a thumb. Wesley sat down directly, panting heavily. Although it was a game mentality for him to kill for the first time, watching a bullet enter a person's forehead, this is not something ordinary people can bear.

"It was like this the first time. You have performed very well." The fox came over to comfort him.

"Is FOX your name or code?" It was Fox as the name and Fox as the code. This was the first time Wesley asked.

"It's okay, you can call it whatever you want." The fox smiled cunningly, charming, but Wesley was not fascinated. He looked up at the sky, and he was now an assassin.