The wanton life of a certain beauty

60. Faith is not for doubt.

Rumble!

After a large truck left New York City and entered Jersey City, after passing a buffer zone, its speed suddenly increased by one section and accelerated away from New York City.

"We are safe!"

Upon seeing this, the repairman sitting in the co-pilot took out the walkie-talkie in his hand and reported the situation to the two people hiding in the truck: "The NYPD helicopter has flown far away."

inside the carriage.

A fiery red sports car with the same bumps on the body and even the rearview mirror was knocked off was lying quietly in it.

Booker and Firefox were sitting in the sports car.

When being chased by the New York Police Department, Firefox got rid of the New York Police Department and entered the tunnel, where a repairman with a large truck was already on standby.

In a sudden change, he was able to completely fool the two helicopters overhead and the police cars chasing him on both sides of the road.

but……

Booker listened to the safety report from the repairman. After coming back to his senses, he glanced at Firefox, who was sitting in the driver's seat, staring ahead, quietly thinking about what he was thinking, and said: "I remember, our mission , to save Wesley."

Firefox came back to his senses and glanced at Booker.

Booker smiled and shrugged: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. I just want to know whether it was your plan to kill Wesley or Sloan's plan."

Firefox retracted his gaze and looked ahead of him again.

"So what if it's mine, so what if it's not mine?"

"If it's Sloan, it would be easy. Take people's money and help them to eliminate disasters. Since Sloan doesn't mind whether Wesley is dead or alive, then the fee of [-] cannot be spared from me."

"..."

If Sloanz dares to reduce his salary, Booker will just flip the table!

After all, the price Sloan gave was to rescue Wesley, and where is Wesley now?

Bye!

From a certain perspective, this rescue mission was a failure.

But if it was Sloan who asked Firefox to do this, it would be easy to say. Booker is a very talkative person. As long as the money is paid, Booker will not think that Sloan is the kind of person who can change the order content at will after placing the order. of junk customers.

Booker smiled at Firefox who looked at him again, then changed the subject and said with a smile: "But if Firefox makes the decision himself, then you might be in trouble."

Firefox is expressionless!

"What's going on?"

"Correct."

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"Things that kill people."

Booker tilted his head and stared at Firefox with a smile. His tone was very gentle, and even his words seemed extremely gentle: "No one can prevent me from completing the task, no one!"

Yes.

As a qualified player, the most unacceptable thing is that the task cannot be completed. Although, this time, the task given by Sloan was not recognized by the system.

Oh yes!

Why didn’t the system recognize the task given by Sloan?

Anyone from the police station is fine.

it's wired.

Could it be that because there are dungeon missions, in order to prevent me from finding any bugs and turning on the mission grinding mode, do I just remove all the missions in the dungeon?

Booker's thoughts were racing and he was muttering in his heart.

"..."

Firefox looked at Booker, who had a smile on his face but a cold breath, and did not want to lie at all. After being silent for a while, he turned his head again: "Our mission is to prevent others from getting our information from Wesley. As for Whether he is dead or alive has nothing to do with us.”

When Booker heard this, he glanced at Firefox and shrugged: "Well, I thought Sloan stopped you before setting off and gave you a wanted notice for Wesley!"

Swish.

Firefox stared at Booker expressionlessly.

Booker chuckled, turned his head, looked at the broken car window on his side, crossed his arms, and slowly closed his eyes: "It's okay if you don't say it. Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with me. .”

Firefox looked at Booker with his arms folded and his eyes closed. His beautiful eyes couldn't help but narrow.

at this time.

As the car body swayed, the speed of the big truck gradually slowed down, and then it slowly entered the textile factory castle that was like an independent kingdom.

"Boom!"

The repairman jumped off the truck, walked quickly to the back of the truck, and then opened the truck's compartment from the outside. Booker and Firefox walked straight out.

The truck started up again, took the unusable sports car in the compartment, and left the castle again, intending to find a place to destroy the sports car and the truck and have them tracked.

In Sloan's office.

As soon as Booker and Firefox walked in, they saw Sloan sitting in his boss's chair with a somewhat gloomy expression.

Sloan was playing with a small thing in his hand.

cross!

Yo.

Did you find what I left behind?

Booker looked at the cross that Sloan was playing with and raised his eyebrows inwardly.

Yes.

This small cross, which looks like a handicraft, was a small gift that Booker left inside Sloan's safe after stealing it.

Firefox, who was about to speak, was slightly startled when he saw the cross in Sloan's hand: "This..."

The voice did not fall.

Sloan had already raised his head: "How is it?"

"..."

Firefox retracted the doubt in his eyes, looked at Sloan, and nodded: "Wesley is dead."

Again.

Under such circumstances, he was unconscious, his hands were tied, and he fell into the river. For Wesley, who had only been trained for a month, there was no possibility of his survival.

Yes.

Before leaving, Sloan did call Firefox, and then gave her a wanted warrant.

Wesley's wanted poster!

Firefox has never doubted the wanted order, or in other words, she doesn't want to doubt it, because this is her belief, and a true believer will never question the truth or falsehood of his belief.

and so……

When Firefox saw that the cross was about to rescue Wesley, he chose to shoot.

For faith.

And for the fraternity!

After hearing this, Sloan glanced at Firefox with a somewhat surprised expression. Then, after getting an affirmative look from Firefox's eyes, he nodded: "The cross..."

Firefox interrupted directly and said in a deep voice: "The cross is dead."

"Ok?"

At this moment, Sloan was really surprised. He looked at Firefox and frowned: "What?"

Firefox glanced at the yawning Booker who came in, then went straight to the sofa and sat down. He looked at Sloan and said, "When we went to find Wesley, the cross also appeared. It was Tyrone. Tyrone finally gave the cross to killed."

Sloan couldn't help but stood up and looked at Firefox: "Are you sure it's a cross?"

Firefox nodded with certainty: "I'm sure. Just in case, I took a shot. Yes, the cross is dead!"

Sloan: "..."

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