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Wesley was completely confused when he woke up from his coma.

He was lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by wailing injured people.

There were at least seven or eight injured SFPD men lying in the same room with him.

Wesley was about to get up and run away, but before he could do so, a hand pressed down on his arm.

"Hey, man, don't move around. It'll be our turn to check later."

The person who pulled Wesley was a handsome blond guy with a handsome face.

"My name is Li Ang, I was transferred to the SFPD not long ago."

The handsome blond boy stretched out his hand and shook Wesley's hand.

"It seems you haven't woken up yet. Just lie down. By the way, do you drink water?"

Wesley took the water and felt a little thirsty, so he opened Gululu and drank half the bottle.

"Thank you."

Wesley hesitated, then said his name.

"My name is Wesley."

Li Ang patted his shoulder happily.

"You are the first colleague I met outside the headquarters."

"It's a pity... there are so many people that we no longer have the chance to meet."

Facing Li Ang's words, Wesley could only remain silent.

"I'm going to the toilet."

After using the excuse to urinate and escape, Wesley actually felt a little disappointed.

He could feel the kindness exuded by Li Ang, but the two of them were not in the same circle at all.

It should be said that they are enemies.

With this delicate mood, Wesley walked into the bathroom and found himself in the mirror wearing SFPD clothes.

He still didn't understand what was going on, so he groped around on his body, hoping to find something useful.

As a result, a note deliberately left by Xia Hua was found in his arms.

"If you want to save them, go to the Brotherhood headquarters tomorrow at noon. You only have one chance."

The final signature of the handwriting is JOKER.

There is also a drawing of a mouse carrying a bomb at the bottom.

Although Wesley is not very smart, he is still an adult with a normal IQ, and he understood between the lines in an instant.

The reason why he is here is because of the masked man.

Wesley didn't know why he did this.

But according to the contents of the note, his father and companions have been captured and are now in the Brotherhood.

The masked man wants him to raid the Brotherhood headquarters with rat bombs before noon tomorrow.

The exact reason why the masked man did this is unknown, but Wesley knew he had to go.

He wants to protect this hard-won family.

.........

Brotherhood, Textile Factory Underground.

"This is different from what we agreed. You missed someone."

Seeing the three people unconscious in the dungeon, with their limbs restrained by handcuffs and anklets, Sloan couldn't help but smile.

However, he still provoked the problem with a firm tone.

"I won't pay you if you do this."

He insisted that Xia Hua had not fulfilled the agreement because he was unwilling to pay.

"Then give me the Destiny Loom first."

Sloan agreed to this request without hesitation.

For the current Brotherhood, the Destiny Loom is already a worthless thing that is worthless and a pity to discard.

If Sloane wants to control the power of the Brotherhood himself, it is necessary to eliminate the influence of the Loom of Destiny on the assassins over the years.

In this regard, Sloan already has a detailed plan.

Letting Xia Hua get the loom is also an important part of the plan.

"Kill them."

Before leaving the dungeon, Sloan gave his assassins the order to kill the three Carlos men.

But he didn't expect to hear mocking laughter in his ears.

Sloan frowned, raised his hand to stop his men from pulling out guns, and looked at Xia Hua.

"why are you laughing?"

The weirdo in front of him has long been on Sloan's must-kill list, but he also has to admit that this man with clown makeup is indeed extremely intelligent and has two brushes.

Sloan was always a little concerned about his reaction.

"I'm laughing at you for being stupid~hahaha"

Xia Hua laughed wildly without concealing it, causing Sloan's face to turn livid.

The clay figure still has three fires, not to mention that Sloan himself, as the talker of the top organization, affects the fate of countless people.

When there is no need to hold back, his anger will only become more intense.

The black man's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was calculating the gains and losses in his heart.

Anyway, the three people on the cross are already prisoners waiting for death, so it doesn't matter even if they kill this clown here.

When the time comes to erase the loom of fate, it will just be a new tool.

But considering that there are only four assassins following him, the clown has amazing strength.

Sloan was not completely sure of his decision either. After thinking for a moment, he decided to listen to what Xia Hua meant.

"What do you have to say?"

So Xia Hua told the story of executing the three Carloss in public to gather people's hearts.

Sloan heard that this method was indeed beneficial, and he tacitly agreed.

He only asked his men to strictly guard the dungeon and did not kill anyone immediately.

"Notice, recall all assassins, and publicly shoot Cross and his accomplices tonight."

When Xia Hua heard that he was about to suffer, his thoughts were changing quickly, but he spoke unhurriedly.

"Tsk, tsk, Sloan, you really don't understand people's hearts."

After being slandered again by the annoying guy in front of him, Sloan kept his expression steady and tried not to have an attack.

He just looked at Xia Hua and signaled for him to speak.

"The Cross massacred dozens of assassins from the Brotherhood. The fierce flames surged like a mountain and the people couldn't breathe."

"If you kill him casually like this, the assassins who are suffering from fear will always have a trace of resentment in their hearts that they can't vent completely."

"In that case, why not give him a dignified death!"

"I think it will be particularly exciting if it ends with a match against a strong person. Hehe..."

Xia Hua smiled happily under his mask.

But to the ears of Sloan and the assassins present, this laughter was full of deep malice.

Facing the laughing clown, Sloan felt a glimmer of enlightenment.

How could such a lunatic be swayed by money? He even felt that the Loom of Destiny was not the clown's target.

"What exactly do you want?"

Sloan asked in a deep voice.

He looked at the weirdo in front of him with burning eyes, hoping to get some information from the smart eyes under the mask.

But what shocked Sloan was that he couldn't see anything in those eyes.

"Who knows... maybe I just want the world to burn~"

While he was saying scary things, the clown's eyes were exceptionally clear and contained no impurities.

Sloan couldn't understand how a person could have such a contradictory state. In the end, he could only think that a madman is a madman and is just different from ordinary people.

"Come with me, I'll show you the Loom of Destiny first."

Sloan changed the topic and interrupted Xia Hua's laughter.

Perhaps in his heart he was unwilling to admit that he actually did not dare to face the laughing clown.

Yes...he's scared.

Sloan, who has many powerful assassins in the Brotherhood, is afraid of a masked monster!