What kind of idea Winston played, Zhou Yi knew very well.

　　 He will not refuse such kindness, because Winston is also on his list of wooing.

　　 Of course, if the people on Zhou Yi's must-kill list show their favor to Zhou Yi like this, Zhou Yi will also accept it without hesitation, and then...

　　 When starting, choose the quick and painless mode.

　　The one who should start is to start, which is the same as in the previous world, even if Zhou Yi collected money from the drug gang bosses, he would arrest them backhand.

in principle?

　　 If they really let them go, that would destroy Zhou Yi's principle!

　　……

　　 "So, Carlos, how are you thinking about that matter?" Zhou Yi asked.

　　 "...I would like to join the Templars." Carlos said after hesitating for a while.

　　 Actually, in his mind, it just came out of his mind—just to pick out the assassins in the Assassin Alliance who had betrayed their fate, and then kill them, and he could still be an assassin.

　　 But immediately, he discarded this unrealistic idea.

　　Because he knew that Zhou Yi was definitely not a good person, and it was impossible for him to do such a worthless business.

　　 Moreover, Zhou Yi said before that the purpose of the Templars is to bring the whole world back to order.

　　If it were not for the existence of faith, Carlos would not have been an assassin for so many years.

　　 Become an ordinary person, an ordinary person with money, and then marry a wife and have children, is it OK?

Carlos actually yearned for that kind of life, but he couldn’t do that. He could only abandon his son cruelly, hoping to let his son not enter the world, so that his son could enjoy a normal life. .

　　 just...

　　 To be honest, Carlos was also somewhat helpless about Wesley's performance.

　　 Can you stop being so useless!

　　 Carlos has been very tangled.

　　 If Wesley hadn't been taught...I guess it would really be like this forever.

　　 But if he teaches himself... Isn’t that going against his mother’s wishes and bringing Wesley back into this dangerous world again?

　　 That's it, Carlos has been so frozen, tangled, not knowing how to choose.

　　 If it weren’t for Zhou Yi’s arrival, he would not make a choice until he discovered that Sloan had used the loom to turn his face with Sloan and betray the Assassin Alliance.

　　 But now, he must and is willing to make a choice in advance.

　　 Because, he now has a better way.

　　 "I know you may find it a bit abrupt, but for an assassin, using fate is the most unbearable thing."

　　 Carlos did not wait for Zhou Yi to speak, and then continued: "Besides... I have been tired for so many years. I have been looking for a way out of this world, but there is still no hope."

　　 "Until you found me not long ago, I slowly figured out that the only way to become an ordinary person and quit this world is to destroy this world."

　　 "You show me hope, the Templars, embrace order. Only by bringing order to the world can we completely destroy this world that has been ruled by assassins and killers!"

　　 "The Templars, the holy fire that will bring hope to this world!"

　　 Carlos said impassionedly.

　　 However, what awaited him was Zhou Yi's long silence.

　　 Zhou Yi: "……"

　　 "What...what?" Carlos broke the silence a little nervously, "Is there a problem with what I said?"

　　 "No, no, there is no problem, you said very well," Zhou Yi sighed, and patted Carlos on the shoulder, "It is very good, and the choice I made is really correct!"

　　 "Sure enough, the Templar that the assassin turned into a rebellion knows the Templar best!"

　　 "I have decided, you will be in charge of the slogan of our Knights Templar from now on!"

　　Master Assassin=Senior Templar, this formula is indeed valid, if it weren't for the Senior Templar, it would definitely not be so reasonable!

　　 Before Zhou Yi spread the fire, Carlos had already started to ignite himself!

　　 "Huh?" Carlos was taken aback, "Zhou Yi, don't Zhou Yi!"

　　 Carlos panicked.

"Ahem, just kidding, don't worry, I'm much more proficient than you in writing propaganda slogans," Zhou Yi waved his hand, stopped joking, and asked with a serious face, "So, now, when do you plan to contact Wesley?"

　　 "Does it have to be this way?" Carlos persuaded again.

　　 "If you intend to become the Templars against the Assassin Alliance team, your son is taken away by the Assassin Alliance, cultivated, or even misled to become our enemy," Zhou Yi spread his hand, "It will be whatever."

　　 "...Well..." Carlos had no choice but to say, "Do you have any plans?"

　　 Zhou Yi: "???"

　　 "No, Wesley is not my son, you want to recognize him, not me!" Zhou Yi forced, "You ask me what I plan to do?"

　　 "It's because I don't have any ideas, so I asked for your opinion!" Carlos was confident.

"You are really..." Zhou Yi sighed, but he did understand Carlos's difficulties, "Well, then, as a guide to guide you into the Knights Templar, let me formulate a detailed one for you Plan!"

　　……

　　 Wesley always feels like someone around him is watching him these days.

　　 However, whenever he has the feeling of being watched in secret, and looking back in the direction of the feeling, he always sees nothing, there is no abnormality at all.

　　 This made him think that his anxiety had relapsed.

　　 just like now.

　　 Wesley walked on the dark road.

　　 He just finished working overtime at the company at the unreasonable request of the fat woman boss, and it was almost late at night before he went home.

　　 The exhausted body, the hunger that has not eaten dinner until now, and the mental exhaustion caused by the mental attack of the fat woman boss, made him fall into extremely negative emotions.

　　 and it was at this time--

　　 Wesley suddenly felt that the feeling, the feeling of being watched in the dark, appeared again.

　　 "Hoo...huh..."

　　 Wesley's breathing gradually became hurried, his heartbeat speeded up, and blood was surging. He felt that his perspective seemed to have double images, and the things he saw and the sounds he heard began to slow down.

　　 "Damn..." Wesley leaned weakly against the wall~lightnovelpub.net~ and took out a bottle of tranquilizer pills from his pocket, but after opening it, he found that the bottle was empty.

　　 "Fack!" Wesley dropped the bottle, stood up, and walked forward.

　　 However, it is not a long distance in the past, but at this time, it appears to be extraordinarily long, especially, there is the kind of secret gaze that can't be found at all.

　　 "Huh..." Wesley raised his head suddenly and looked in the direction that came from his sight.

　　 In his slower perspective, he saw that a piece of clothing flashed across the corner, disappearing!

　　 Someone is really watching him!

"who is it……"

　　 Wesley felt that his body seemed a little out of his control. He stepped big and small, and stumbled towards the corner. However, this time, in the alley, the situation he had experienced several times before.

Nobody.

　　 "Who is it! Who is there!" Wesley yelled a little brokenly, "You come out!"

　　 It seemed that he had finished venting his emotions. Wesley lay a little weak on the ground, breathing quickly to relieve the excessively fast heartbeat.

　　 No food, no physical strength, and a huge consumption of assassin blood, coupled with emotional tension and exhaustion, Wesley can not faint now, it has already explained one thing.

　　 He is really talented.

　　 Just then, the sound of footsteps sounded, gradually approaching Wesley.

　　 Wesley was startled and wanted to sit up.

　　 However, before Wesley sat up, the master of the footsteps had already arrived in front of Wesley.

　　 "Don't move." The visitor wore a headgear and pointed his pistol at Wesley.

　　 "Wesley, I have been paying attention to you for a long time."

　　PS: hilarious today←