Ke Xue: Ai-chan and I have an agreement

Just as Yuichi Shiina and Gin were enthusiastically discussing the follow-up action plan, in a quiet villa in Beika City, Wolfe was carefully wiping the Browning pistol in his hand.

The sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains and fell onto the table, illuminating the delicate metal surface of the pistol and reflecting Woolf's old face, which looked serious and focused.

I saw him gently stroking every inch of the pistol with velvet, as if he was treating a rare treasure, and his eyes revealed an indescribable cherishment.

Judging from his serious expression at this moment, this pistol is not just an ordinary weapon to Wolfe. It must carry some special meaning or memories.

Perhaps this pistol has accompanied him through countless thrilling adventures and witnessed life-and-death moments.

Or maybe it was a precious gift given to him by an important person, a symbol of deep friendship or trust.

Just as Woolf was immersed in the careful care of the pistol, there was suddenly a crisp and loud knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

The knock on the door broke the original tranquility in the room, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

"Enter."

Wolfe opened his lips slightly and spoke softly.

His voice was low and steady, without the slightest ups and downs, making it impossible to detect any emotional fluctuations in it.

After getting permission, the door was slowly pushed open and a man in a black suit walked in with steady steps.

The man had an upright posture, a stern face, and his every move exuded the aura of a well-trained professional.

He walked to Wolfe respectfully, gently placed a ringing cell phone on the table, and whispered, "Sir, there's a call for you."

Wolfe glanced at the phone absentmindedly and saw the light of an incoming call flashing on the screen.

However, just such a casual glance made the corners of his mouth rise slightly, almost imperceptibly, outlining a faint arc.

Apparently, this was the call he had been waiting for.

It’s finally here! Wolfe thought to himself.

Then, without hesitation, he put down the pistol in his hand and reached out to pick up the cell phone with graceful and neat movements.

Then, he pressed the answer button skillfully and put the phone close to his ear...

"I'm glad you made the right choice." Wolfe's tone was filled with a hint of joy.

He naturally knew who was calling him and what the other party's purpose was.

But Wolfe didn't care about that...because everything was under his control.

"...You won't go back on your promise, right?" There was silence for a long while on the other end of the phone, and suddenly this sentence came from the other end.

The hoarse male voice seemed to reveal a hint of unwillingness.

Wolfe still maintained his elegant smile: "Of course, I can guarantee you."

"If my guess is correct, you will take action today. As long as tonight passes, I can help you with other things."

Woolf made her commitment.

"Our plan is simple..."

As the person on the other end of the phone relayed a well-planned intelligence, the smile on Wolfe's face grew brighter.

He is truly worthy of being the chosen one by him, and he is indeed very capable.

However, I'm afraid you would never have thought of it.

The plan that I carefully prepared will soon be wasted.

Such setbacks should help you grow faster.

Woolf's thoughts began to drift away.

It was not until the urgent tone of the person on the phone spoke that he came back to his senses.

Wolfe naturally knew what the other party was worried about.

"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you." Wolfe said, and then a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "In your words, I hope that we can have a pleasant cooperation this time."

Soon, a beeping sound came from the phone.

The other party hung up the phone!

Such impolite behavior did not cause Woolf to feel disgusted, but even made him feel very happy.

Humans are extremely emotional creatures.

Sometimes, the emotions expressed by others are more convincing than their words.

Wolfe put the phone down, then slowly raised his head and looked at the man.

"Okay, don't just stand there." Wolfe picked up the pistol again, his expression gradually becoming serious, "It's time to end this drama!"

"Understood." The man nodded and walked out of the room.

Not long after, dozens of men in black suddenly jumped out from around the villa and stood in an orderly line in front of the villa.

Standing directly opposite them was the man who walked out of Wolfe's room.

"You should all be aware of Mr.'s plan." The man's tone was calm and unperturbed. "This mission is for Mr.'s grand goal."

"Even if it means sacrificing your lives, I hope you will make the decision without hesitation."

"understand!"

The voices of dozens of people merged together, revealing a determination and faith that could not be ignored.

It is hard to imagine what Wolfe did to have such a group of determined warriors.

Soon, one car after another drove away from the area where the villa was located.

The man didn't get into the last car until everyone had left, and waited until the last moment for the window to be rolled up.

The man then withdrew his gaze.

Wolf King Faber.

I will fulfill my promise, and may your faith and wish come true.

In front of the window on the second floor of the villa, Woolf leaned against the shadow of the wall and watched everyone leave silently.

He knew very well that he would never see these people again.

Whether he wins or loses, the outcome is the same.

But he will not regret it, just as he and BOSS said.

During his long life journey, his state of mind has changed countless times.

He fulfilled his original promise to BOSS.

But in this paranoid persistence, he also knew the path he wanted to take.

He didn't care even if he was on the opposite side of his former friend.

First, he is old, and the remaining passion is only enough for him to be willful just this once.

Second, he was dying... For a dying man without any worries, any degree of madness would be his own epitaph.

So, little crow...you'd better give me a satisfactory answer.

Wolfe stroked the Browning pistol in his hand, and a bright light burst out from his cloudy eyes.

It's like expectation mixed with a hint of coldness.

A fierce battle between dragons and tigers began with Woolf's early entry.