The beauty was expressing her goodwill and the envy of her colleagues. This made Wesley feel a sense of satisfaction. He was grateful to William and encouraged himself at the same time. 'Wesley, you're no longer alone. You have connections and connections now.
As long as you make use of William's relationship with Devonshire, it shouldn't be difficult to become a millionaire.
To Wesley, who had 0 savings at the end of every month, becoming a millionaire was indeed very, very far away. It was so far away that he could only dream about it since his savings had never exceeded 10,000 USD.
But now, everything was no longer a dream. Thus, after work, Wesley, who had never been in such a good mood before, went to a roadside restaurant and ordered a 40-dollar steak set meal.
It was rare for Wesley to be in such a good mood, and Carlos, who had been watching him, was also in a good mood.
He followed Wesley into the restaurant and sat in a hidden seat seven or eight meters away. He ordered the same set meal as Wesley and started eating.
Fortunately, although Carlos was in a good mood, his assassin instincts still made him choose a seat where he could avoid any sniping.
Thus, although Fox had discovered Carlos's tracks, there was no angle for her to snipe from outside the restaurant.
Also, turning bullets were not omnipotent. It was impossible to hit Carlos with a turning bullet through the glass. However, this did not prevent Fox from confirming that Wesley was Carlos' son.
After thinking for a few seconds, she took out her phone and called the gunsmith and repairman.
She did not have the confidence to kill Carlos alone, but there should be no problem with the three experts working together.
After waiting for a few minutes, the gunsmith and repairman still had not arrived. Carlos suddenly froze, as if he was listening to someone speak. Then, without waiting for Wesley to finish eating, he waved for the waiter to pay the bill.
Although she did not understand why Carlos froze for a moment, once Carlos left, it would be impossible for the three of them to fight one.
Fox could only take the risk. She made up her mind to use Wesley to stall Carlos and wait for the gunsmith and repairman to arrive.
She pulled out her gun and checked it, got out of the sports car, and hid behind two grown men as she walked into the restaurant.
As soon as she entered the restaurant, Fox quickly sat opposite Wesley while the waiter paid the bill and blocked Carlos's line of sight.
Being able to approach Wesley so easily made Fox heave a sigh of relief. At the same time, he was even more certain that Wesley was Carlos' son.
Normally speaking, in such an open restaurant, there was no way Carlos wouldn't notice him when he walked within ten meters of him.
Wesley, who was eating dinner, suddenly saw a fashionably dressed beauty sitting in front of him. He looked around in confusion and found that there were still many empty seats.
Plus, Fox kept staring at him with a smile, which made Wesley a little nervous. "Sorry, is there anything I can help you with?"
"I know your father, Mr. Gibbs."
Although he was talking to Wesley, Fox's gaze was fixed on Carlos, who was seven or eight meters away.
Seeing that Carlos was already frowning with a trace of nervousness on his face, Fox couldn't help but smile. After making sure that Carlos didn't dare to move, he picked up a french fry from Wesley's plate and put it in his mouth, smiling as he looked at the stunned Wesley.
"What?" Wesley was about to ask why another person came to him and said that they knew his father. Fortunately, before he could say anything, he remembered William's warning.
Compared to Fox, who he didn't know, Wesley wouldn't be tempted by a woman even if he was an idiot. He instinctively believed in William, who he admired and was more righteous in the eyes of the world.
Wesley, who was already on guard, asked tentatively, "I'm sorry, madam. Do you know my father, Old Gibbs?"
"I'm not talking about your adoptive father, Mr. Gibbs, but your biological father."
Biological father? This made Wesley frown involuntarily, and his heart couldn't help but beat violently.
Perhaps it was because he was frightened by William, and he was worried about the safety of his father that he had never met before. His heart beat violently twice today, and his blood was filled with a large amount of adrenaline.
He didn't think of taking medicine in a hurry to treat his anxiety as usual. Instead, his mind was clear, and he came up with an excuse in a second. "This, this, if you want to find a rich guy, please don't find me."
After saying that, he patted his clothes. "You can tell that I'm a poor person just by looking at what I'm wearing."
"F * ck!" Hearing this, Fox couldn't help but curse in her heart. 'Do I look like the kind of woman who would find a rich guy to pay for her?'
Although she wanted to beat Wesley up, she wasn't someone who didn't know what was important. While stalling for time, she bewitched Wesley and tried to gain his trust as much as possible.
"Your father is one of the best assassins in history, but I'm sorry. He was assassinated on the top floor of the Metropolis Building this morning."
After saying that, Fox, who had been staring at Carlos, saw Carlos' shoulders move slightly. She was shocked. Carlos was about to make a move.
She immediately threw away the half-eaten fries in her hand and pulled Wesley. "The assassin is right behind you."
She took out the gun that she had prepared beforehand with her right hand and shot at Carlos, who was not far away.
"Bang!" Just as the gunshot was heard, Carlos also fired a shot with the gun in his hand.
With a crisp "ding" sound, the two bullets collided in mid-flight, deformed, and flew to the side and fell to the ground.
With Wesley as a protective talisman, Fox suddenly exploded with all her combat power. She pulled Wesley's collar and took the initiative to attack.
Unfortunately, even if Carlos had his concerns, all the bullets that Fox shot out were hit by Carlos halfway.
After seven or eight shots, Fox, who was counting the bullets, couldn't help but feel anxious because the gun in her hand only had twelve bullets.
Although Carlos' hand was a normal Glock, it had seventeen bullets. If they continued to shoot and reload, they would be courting death when facing a super expert like Carlos.
Thinking of this, Fox grabbed Wesley's collar and hid beside the counter. She couldn't help but curse the two bastards who made the gun and repairman for not rushing over after so long.
Thinking about how to escape with Wesley, they exchanged a few more shots. Fox suddenly shouted at Wesley, "Lower your head!" as he grabbed his collar. It looked like he was saving Wesley, but in fact, he was using Wesley as a shield and taking the opportunity to change his magazine.
While she was changing the magazine, she couldn't help but let go of Wesley's hand.
More than ten close-range gunshots made Wesley, who had never experienced this before, want to escape.
The moment Fox let go of his collar, he, who had regained his freedom of movement, rolled and crawled away from the counter without hesitation.
With the help of the superpower that had unknowingly awakened, he rushed out of the restaurant with a speed that was beyond the normal range in the eyes of ordinary people and escaped quickly.
"F * ck!" Fox cursed softly as she looked at Wesley, who had obviously awakened the same superpower as Carlos of the Cross and X, but was running away like a frightened mouse.
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