Part-time as God of the Heavens

　　 "It depends on your definition of waste."

　　 Zhou Yi said: "Do you know sea spiders? That's real waste, and you...hehe, you are still very useful, but you don't know it."

　　 "What do you mean?" Wesley was puzzled.

　　 "Do you feel that your heart beats frequently, you can't concentrate, and your blood flow increases..."

　　 Zhou Yi's words, like a hammer, hit Wesley's heart.

　　 "That is what you have, that is your value, you are the son of an assassin, so you have the blood of an assassin."

　　 "That is not what you think of as anxiety disorder, but a kind of innate talent, a talent that only the top assassins...and another kind of people can have."

"And, besides this, I have to use you, so you are equally valuable to me, because you can attract Carlos, your father, the cross, the most powerful assassin in the Assassin League, Master Assassin!"

　　 "Although you didn't notice it, through observations during this period of time, I found that he was right by your side, watching you and watching you secretly, but he didn't dare to meet you."

　　 Zhou Yi tweeted twice: "What a ridiculous man..."

"...You are lying!" Wesley retorted, "How could he be willing to let me live this life if he has been there? I would rather live in a world of killing and death than such a life. The rest of my life is left in the desert!"

　　 Not far from the house, Carlos, who was listening quietly, shook his head with a wry smile.

　　He has his own difficulties, but he also understands that to some extent, he really decided his life for Wesley, and as a father, it was his mistake.

　　Of course, he didn’t expect Wesley to be able to cook like this one of the reasons...

　　 "Who knows? Maybe he thinks that such a world is too cruel, so he doesn't want you to touch it?"

　　 Zhou Yi shrugged, stood up, his muzzle against Wesley's forehead: "Why... let us ask him in person?"

"what?"

　　 The cold muzzle was against his temple, but Wesley felt a fire in his heart.

　　 Within a few minutes, the amount of information he was exposed to was simply too huge.

　　My father is actually a killer. He has been observing himself secretly. He was not a waste. It turned out that his father left and did not meet with him because he wanted to protect himself...

　　Although he hasn't met Carlos, nor got the answer from Carlos himself, Wesley basically believes most of it.

　　 With the fiery heart, Wesley opened the assassin's bloodline again, and entered the state of "the blood test result came out, there is no blood in the adrenaline".

　　 He vaguely heard, not far away, a footstep, gradually, approaching, amplifying, to the door, and then the iron gate was kicked open!

　　 "Be careful! Don't come in!" Wesley yelled hard.

　　 However, Zhou Yi's gun was shot one step ahead of his roar!

　　 Wesley saw the bullet and moved towards the door at a speed visible to the naked eye!

　　 Wesley was not able to come and wondered why he could see the bullet flying in the air at such speed.

　　 His heart has already touched his throat, for the person he has never seen before, who is most likely his father.

In slowing down vision, Wesley saw that two fire lights lit up at the door. Then, a bullet went towards the bullet shot by Zhou Yi. The two bullets collided precisely in the air, completely deviating from the original trajectory. !

　　The one that came afterwards, from Wesley's perspective, slowly flew towards his side, and then flew over his scalp!

　　 Actually, this scene is only a few tenths of a second, but Wesley is able to watch this scene so slowly and carefully.

　　 This is the strength of the adrenaline warrior... the assassin bloodline!

　　 When Wesley slowed down, he realized that everything was over.

　　 Some blood flowed to Wesley's feet, but Wesley didn't care about it at all now, he gasped, engrossed, staring in the direction of the door, which was still shrouded in darkness.

　　 At the door, Carlos hesitated for a while, but took a step and walked in.

　　 Wesley saw a shaggy beard, an ordinary-looking uncle walked in, who would disappear in the next second among the crowd.

　　 The two looked at each other and remained silent for a long time.

"and so……"

　　 After a long time, Wesley's voice trembled, and his voice was faint and almost inaudible: "You are my... father?"

　　 "...Yes." Carlos's voice was already hoarse.

　　 "You... have been watching me all these years?"

"……Yes it is."

　　 "To protect me?"

"……Yes it is."

　　 "Do you know... how much I desire to escape from the current life, even if it is death?"

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

　　 "So, I will take you away."

　　 "Take you on the road I didn’t want you to on."

　　 "Perhaps, he is right."

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

"Let's go."

　　 Carlos half lifted Wesley, who was completely weakened by opening the Assassin bloodline three or four times in a hungry state, and led him to the outside.

　　 "The next life, I can assure you, will be more exciting than you can imagine."

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

"...Someone will take care of it. UU reading www.uukānshu.com" Carlos twitched his mouth, turned his head, and saw the "corpse" that had been lying on the ground. The hand still carrying blood gave him an international gesture-the middle finger.

　　 Carlos pressed Wesley's head back, who was struggling and wanted to turn his head to look, and dragged him halfway, leading him away: "Let's go, you will have a chance to see the corpse in the future, now, we are short of time!"

　　……

　　 After Carlos took Wesley to leave, Zhou Yi stood up and stretched.

　　 This is his plan for Carlos.

　　 Zhou Yi disguised as an enemy, tied Wesley, let Carlos stage a heroic rescuer, successfully "killed" Zhou Yi, and then successfully rescued Wesley.

　　 This is like a person using normal means to tease a girl, and a hero who tries to tease 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 United States is that the hero must be handsome, otherwise it is the two results of "the little woman can only repay by her body" and "the little woman can only be a cow and a horse in the next life".

　　 And the hero saves the son... Naturally, these differences do not exist. Judging from the current situation, their plan has been successfully implemented.

　　 The bullet that Carlos shot over was of course intercepted by Zhou Yi, and the blood that came out was naturally released from the storage space.

　　 So far, the play is very successful.

　　 As for how to develop afterwards...

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

　　 Zhou Yi hummed a little tune, began to pack things up, ready to rush to the next performance theater.

　　Ps: Pain of myopia←