Part-time as God of the Heavens

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

　　 "Go get some things," Carlos walked forward with Wesley. "The situation is 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... In front, behind the tram track, isn't it where I live?"

　　 "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, this is where I live."

　　 Wesley's eyes widened.

　　He never thought that his father, Carlos, had been living opposite him all these years, and he was just separated by a tram track!

　　 "Don't worry about that much," Carlos put Wesley on the sofa in the living room, took out a few chocolates from the refrigerator on the side and handed them to Wesley, "You have something to eat first."

　　 While Wesley gobbled up those chocolates, Carlos went and took a few more pizzas and heated them in the microwave.

　　 He knows Wesley's current state and how to deal with this state.

　　 In the hungry situation, he entered the assassin's lineage state again and again, and there was such a big mood swing and the amount of information received.

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

　　 Even if it is him, under such circumstances, it is impossible to perform better than Wesley.

　　 And Carlos also knows that if Wesley wants to get better, all you need to do is-eat, add calories, and you're done.

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

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

　　Although the plan was perfectly executed as originally planned, but now...this part, Zhou Yi did not give him detailed arrangements at that time.

　　 If you say that as before, the two people will first drop a bullet in the air, and then Carlos will "kill" Zhou Yi with a shot. This kind of action scene, Carlos can play without preparation.

　　 But when it comes to the emotional scene...

　　 Then Carlos' head is big.

　　 What expression, what tone, what should I say?

　　 "That is," Wesley ate, stopped suddenly, and looked 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 I got from your school, and some were sent to me by asking someone to send it to me. This one, you ride a motorcycle. , And this one, in a suit..."

　　 A few photos, although the number is not large, but for each one, Carlos can tell the origin of the photos as well as the time when they were obtained.

　　 Wesley was eating and listening, the memories in his mind that had been covered in dust for a long time, and had no recollection of value, were also stained with color.

　　 gradually, choked up.

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

　　 "No, it's okay." Wesley wiped his eyes. "I just... never thought that someone was paying attention to me."

　　 "I'm sorry..." Carlos didn't know what to say except these words.

　　 "I know what you think, and I know, why are you always by my side, but never meet me."

　　 Wesley choked and said, "But...for me, I have had enough of the life like this, 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... things are unpredictable..."

　　 "If that person kidnapped me, I'm afraid you would continue to let me live like this, right?" Wesley said.

　　 "My previous thoughts were a bit naive, thinking that this would protect you." Carlos said, "but I ignored them. They have no bottom line."

"Who are they?"

　　 Wesley decided not to worry about what Carlos had never seen before, but to focus on the present and grasp the present.

　　Because, he knew that Carlos originally intended for his own good, and that he lived like this, his own reasons accounted for most of it.

　　 Of course, this is due to the information that was "leaked" to Wesley in the dialogue between the enemy played by Zhou Yi and Wesley, which led Wesley to think like this.

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

　　 And now, because of the enemy played by Zhou Yi, Wesley has shaped the image of a father who "has to hide and not meet in order to protect the safety of the child" in advance.

After 　　, Carlos came to the door to shoot at Zhou Yi, and the scene of "risking his life" to save people also gave Wesley a booster, so Wesley naturally couldn't resent Carlos.

　　 "They..." Carlos heaved a sigh of relief. At this time, he finally reached the part of the plan that Zhou Yi had arranged for him.

　　 "Before, they were assassins, the assassins of the Brotherhood of Assassins existed just like me, but now they are killers, my enemies~www.ltnovel.com~ assassins...killers..."

　　 Wesley considered these two words, and the constant heat that his body had been given by a large amount of food was gradually recovering his physical state: "Is there any difference between the two?"

　　 As soon as Wesley's voice fell, there was a rhythmic knock on the door at the door.

　　 "Boom, boom boom, boom!"

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

　　 "Don't worry, it's his own person," Carlos naturally knew who came, and walked slowly over, "He is my current companion and the one who gave me another choice."

　　 Carlos opened the door, and then greeted Zhou Yi, who had been dressed and changed face.

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

　　 "It has been rescued." Carlos pointed to Wesley who was looking at 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 seemed as if he held a gun at Wesley's head and even shot at his ears before.

　　As an actor, although Zhou Yi hasn't had it before, he really can talk about his acting skills, so you can say it is advanced!

　　 Like this kind of thing like pointing the front foot to someone's head, changing the face and clothes on the back foot and greeting someone with a smile, for Zhou Yi, that is nothing!

　　 The actor's self-cultivation is only!

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