Accidentally provoked the whole world

Chapter 109 (Adding a little piggy for the rudder master) The protagonist of the waste material flow comes out of the mountain
"John Wilkey?" Mr. X asked uncertainly.

The reason why he guessed the identity of the person on the other end of the phone right away was because at this time only John Witkey, an old lunatic, dared to attack the top executives of the League.

"That's right, it seems that Mr. X still has a bit of intelligence." John said with a smile.

It is not difficult for John to find out the identity of the person on a specific floor of the building for most of the day.

Although he has been expelled from the hotel, but with the support of Beggar King Bowery in terms of intelligence, he can still find out what he wants to know.

Mr. X said flatly: "Wilkey, you can't destroy an organization that has a history of 1000 years. You and your followers are doomed to fail."

John: "Mr. X, haven't you heard of a saying in the East? It's called man-made. Are there still few thousand-year dynasties that have disappeared in history?"

"Hehe," Mr. X smiled disdainfully, "I don't want to argue with you on philosophical issues. Also, please remember one thing next time, don't send sheep to assassinate wolves."

As he spoke, he glanced over the four corpses that had been exposed to fireworks.

"They're not sheep, they're just bait. Goodbye, Mr. X." After John finished speaking, he pulled the trigger decisively.

A bullet (*) drilled out of the muzzle, flew over high-rise buildings, flew over bungalows full of debris, flew through one window after another, passed through the gap between high-speed trains, and finally flew to the construction of the roof At the scene, shoot Mr. X in the head...

Mr. X yelled that it was not good, and wanted to dodge, but he already had more than enough energy.

Because his potential ability is only 5 minutes long, the effect has already passed, and he has lost the abnormal response ability comparable to Superman.

"Fake!"

Mr. X only had time to yell, and then his brain hurt, and the bullet (*) that followed immediately smashed the fireworks.

It turns out that John had planned all this.

Turn on the feature of cross drop [exhaustion], and use the brain comparable to a supercomputer to preset it in advance.

And deliberately hired cannon fodder hook (*) to attract Mr. X, and talked nonsense with him for so long, just to deliberately waste the duration of his characteristics.

Because the core masters of the Assassin's League are likely to have ways to greatly increase their combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

And John deliberately set the sniper (*) shooting point outside the effective range, in order to minimize the vigilance of the enemy.

But what many people don't know is that sub (*) bullets are still lethal outside the effective range, but the accuracy cannot be guaranteed.

But the problem of precision is under the characteristic [exhaustive consideration], and the brain calculation ability like a supercomputer can be guaranteed [-]%. Of course, the premise is that the other party does not have the characteristic of instantly improving the reaction ability like [Man Wu] .

Multi-pronged approach.

Mr. X did not die unjustly.

His death is inevitable.

Cross had used this trick to deal with John back then. If he hadn't had the characteristic of [Dancing] at that time, and he had instantly strengthened [Agility] to dodge, he would have been thrown into his soul.

Now it's just using the same way to deal with them, using the same method to deal with them.

……

John took out his cell phone and made a call...

A group of beggars who had been squatting around for a long time immediately climbed up to the construction site on the roof, bagged all five corpses including Mr. X, and immediately carried them downstairs, loaded them into cars and took them away...

……

Under John's instruction, the beggar put Mr. X, who had just died and was still warm, in a room alone.

After John sent everyone away, he immediately touched the body...

John coveted Mr.

but……

Backfired.

John did not touch the characteristics as he wished.

Since the maximum ten characteristics are full, the chance of being able to touch the characteristics seems to have dropped significantly.

John only got close to 20 experience, which is very expensive.

But the specialization didn't touch one.

But this question is well understood.

Because the hard core strength of these people in the Assassin's League is actually not too high, and they are not abnormal. What is really abnormal is the potential ability they rely on, that is, their characteristics.

Since no good things have been touched, John will start to do another big thing.

He activates the characteristic [source code] to invade Mr. X's spiritual world...

As long as the death time is not too long, John can use the source code to cheat and check what the deceased did in the 24 hours before his death.

This is much better than being sent back to the train that could only make soy sauce within 8 minutes.

……

Soon, John used the spiritual world of Mr. X to let the time go back to the scene yesterday when Firefox came to the office of the building to ask Mr. X for the file of the cross son...

"Wesley Gibson? They actually found someone like this to deal with me, a coward?!"

In the spiritual world of Mr.

There is no way, assassins and killers are the same kind of people, they are destined not to have a family, and John is still alone at the age of 50.

Having an illegitimate child is God’s greatest blessing.

……

That's right, Wesley Gibson has always been an illegitimate child, the kind who has no sense of existence.

From childhood to adulthood, he didn't even know what his parents looked like.

He has been in a daze for 20 years. Even after finding a job, the fat female boss likes to make fun of him all day long.

His good buddy Bailey not only likes to take advantage of him, but also likes to cuckold him.

That's right, even Wesley's girlfriend thinks his buddy has more energy than him.

Probably the only person who thought Wesley was of any use was his cat, a fat white cat.

What the white cat covets is just the cat food that has not been reduced every day, but what it doesn't know is that the balance in its owner's bank card is no longer enough to buy another bag of cat food.

For 20 years, Wesley has been living the same life every day, going to work, leaving get off work, taking sedatives, and sleeping.

That's right, misfortunes never come singly. In addition to being useless, Wesley also suffers from inexplicable panic attacks. He needs to rely on sedatives to survive every day, otherwise he will not be able to sleep at night.

His decadent life as a salted fish was finally broken last night.

Broken by a beautiful, sexual(*) woman with red hair.

The woman told him that he had a father.

His father only had a codename, Cross.

She also said that his father was killed by a bad guy, died a terrible death, was bombed(*) to pieces, not even a whole piece could be found.

She also told him that the big villain was coming to kill him soon, to kill the grass and roots.

Without any explanation, he was forced to take him to an abandoned warehouse.

In the abandoned warehouse, he met a black man who called himself Sloan.

(End of this chapter)