Part-time as God of the Heavens

　　 "Hello," Wesley greeted, "You are..."

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

　　 "Huh?" Wesley was taken aback.

　　 "Let's talk about these things until later," Carlos had a black line on his face, and was a little uncomfortable with Zhou Yi's improvisation performance that did not follow his plan. "Let's leave here first."

　　My son, he just stepped into this world!

　　 can’t give him more time to adapt, and then let him make his own decision...

　　 Carlos thought, he felt a little guilty.

　　Because, he also knew that he was able to know the real situation of the Assassin Alliance and the successful recognition of Wesley, it was entirely with Zhou Yi's help.

　　 And, in its current form, Wesley's joining the Knights Templar seems to be the best choice.

　　 But...

　　 Maybe this is from his father's instinct. Although Carlos knew that this matter was irreversible and he was completely irresponsible, he could never be completely rational, but would prefer his son Wesley.

　　 "That's right," Zhou Yi nodded, "Let's leave here first, and then we will talk in detail when we reach the safe house."

　　 So, Carlos quickly picked up the things that had been packed long ago, and the three of them left the place together, and Wesley had no idea about it.

　　 He knew that it would take a long time for him to return.

　　 But, think about it carefully, what he needs to bring, what is worth thinking about, what else?

　　 A bank card with basically no deposits?

　　 Some clothes that have been washed and washed after wearing for years?

　　A girlfriend who fooled around with his "best friend"?

　　A job that is purely tortured and has a heinously low salary?

　　A fat boss who always troubles herself?

　　 In short, the above-mentioned things just flashed through Wesley's mind, and were directly left behind by him.

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

　　 However, now, overnight, he has many more valuable things.

　　 A fantastic experience, the first time I was kidnapped, the first time I saw life and death shootout.

　　 A father who has been caring for him, albeit in a way he doesn't like.

　　A magical bloodline that can make oneself see the trajectory of the bullet and even react to it...Although he was considered an anxiety disorder before, he has been taking drugs to suppress it.

　　 A mysterious organization called the Knights Templar, and a group of enemies belonging to the organization called the Brotherhood of Assassins.

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

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

　　……

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

　　 He can be said to be energetic now.

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

　　 They are in the car right now, and the driver... is Carlos.

　　 Zhou Yi wanted to drive, but Carlos sternly refused.

　　 Before Zhou Yi flew here from the Continental Hotel in New York, Carlos went to pick him up.

　　 Then, Zhou Yi found that Carlos's car looked very good.

　　 So, with a little itchy hands, he showed Carlos a wave of "changing keys with bare hands" magic.

　　 While Carlos was so confused that he was completely confused, Zhou Yi dragged him to the co-pilot of the car, and then took him on a "comfortable city tour."

after that……

　　 Carlos even opened the assassin lineage, which barely blocked his dizziness and vomiting desire.

　　 Since then, Carlos has resolutely identified one thing, and that is-when he is in the car, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely cannot let Zhou Yi drive!

　　 Carlos is very skeptical, if it is changed to a classic car, according to Zhou Yi's operation method, it is estimated that it will be scrapped on the road!

　　 "But..." Wesley looked at Carlos, "...Uh...I...Father, isn't he an assassin?"

　　 Wesley had a hard time uttering the term "father", but he still said it.

　　 Carlos's hand trembled faintly, and the car he was carrying shook.

　　 Before, Wesley hadn't called it that way when he was rescued by Carlos.

　　 But, for Carlos, who has watched Wesley grow up for many years, but has never heard Wesley call him this way before today, how can it be enough?

　　 "Should I drive?" Zhou Yi noticed the changes just now and said that he was very uneasy about Carlos's driving skills and planned to show him his driving skills as a car god.

　　 "Even if I die, die outside, or jump out of the car, I won't be able to ride in the car you drove again!" Carlos said seriously.

　　 Hearing the words, Zhou Yi took a breath.

　　 "Odd becomes even and the same?" Zhou Yi tried to ask in Chinese ~www.ltnovel.com~ The car fell silent, Wesley and Carlos looked confused.

　　 Their puzzled gaze made Zhou Yi breathe a sigh of relief: "It's okay, that's a special code, you don't care."

　　 "Signal?" Wesley asked curiously, "What is the code for?"

　　 "This is another organization's secret code. Remember, don't use it," Zhou Yi said seriously and solemnly.

　　 "Once someone who is not in this organization uses this code, it will be a loss of wealth, and it will be wiped out!"

　　 "What kind of organization is so terrible?" Wesley shrank his neck.

　　 "Then, it's a long story," Zhou Yi said emotionally, "They are all poor people who can't find their way home..."

　　 "Can you stop talking nonsense?" Carlos said helplessly. He really couldn't stand Zhou Yi treating his son like a fool... At least he thought so.

　　 "Forget it, the topic is off, let's talk about the previous things," Zhou Yi didn't insist on it, anyway, it was just a moment of play.

　　 "Your father Carlos, he was a master assassin of the Brotherhood of Assassins, but because of a problem with the leader of the Brotherhood of Assassins, he planned to defect."

　　 Carlos: "……"

　　 can you use the words better!

"Ahem!" Carlos decided to restore some of his own image, coughing slightly, "It is not a rebellion, but the Brotherhood of Assassins has deviated from the original principle. They are no longer fighting for fate, but for profit, so , I disdain to be with them!"

　　 "..." Wesley was silent for a while.

　　 "Isn't that treason?"

　　PS: I hope everyone can find their own wonderful life!