Super Detective in the Fictional World

Firefox went to find a car, leaving Wesley to stand still.

Wesley has no feelings for that ex-girlfriend like Bichi, or it is a shared roommate, but the roommate will use his money to pay the rent, raise a cat, buy a condom, and so on.

Not that he was cheap, he just always thought he was a neurosis.

A few months ago, he had no interest in anything. When his ex-girlfriend and ex-boyfriend were together, he seemed to be something that happened to a stranger and didn't care at all.

Now he knows that the inexplicable heartbeat is accelerating, and the world's twisted and trembling feeling is a talent, which can replace the heavenly path and eliminate the evil talent.

So he came back and finished everything, and immediately felt relaxed.

Suddenly, his sight fell on the street not far away, and a man stepped out of the darkness and raised his gun in his hand.

Suddenly, his hair was upside down, and he felt a kind of murderous power on his back, his pupils shrinking: "Cross!"

How dare this traitor appear in front of himself?

Wesley pulled out the pistol behind him and shot decisively.

boom!

The cross shot back immediately.

boom!

Two bullets struck a spark in the air.

Wesley was shocked: so strong.

The next moment, the cross ... turned and ran.

Wesley stunned and immediately chased after him.

Over the past few months, the repeated teachings of the Mutual Aid have made him subconsciously feel that he must kill the traitor, or he will kill everyone in the Mutual Aid, including Wesley himself.

The two figures chased and fled, and rushed into the old factory area not far away.

The cross watched Wesley rush for another glance in the other direction.

Firefox is sneaking up from there. She just left just a temptation and temptation.

The Cross knew there was a trap in it, but he still came.

The mutual aid was able to find Wesley, which was beyond his expectation.

Originally he thought that no one would know that he had this son.

As a result, the old fox of Sloan had known this for a long time, but he had not done anything.

The cross is not afraid of Firefox, but Wesley, who trusts Firefox in his bones, is the best hostage.

He didn't want to take risks. This temptation might only leave a clue to remind himself of this silly son.

While doing so, he found that Firefox had been stopped.

The cross saw a figure coming out of the dark and rammed her into a dark corner, where fists and feet intersected, and the sound of shattered items sounded.

good chance! He turned back in his head and immediately decided to grab his silly son and run.

As long as Wesley is free from the control of the Mutual Aid Society, he has 10,000 ways to teach the group of miscellaneous people.

Don't hesitate to think about it.

The cross turned back in an instant and rushed towards Wesley.

Bang Bang Bang!

The bullet flew across, and the father and son fought.

The fighting style of the two was quite similar, except that the cross was older, hotter and more efficient. It took a few shots of the rookie Wesley's bullets, and he approached him, fattened the silly son, and barely stunned him.

Breathing swiftly, the cross couldn't help but curse: "Facade, this boy is progressing so fast?"

As he scolded, he also had an inexplicable surprise in his heart: this is the seed of Lao Tzu! Laozi's seed is so powerful!

A dad swears in his mouth, his heart is dark, he picks up his son and runs away.

The dark old factory area seemed to be restored to quietness.

But in the corner, a simple conversation is ongoing.

Luke squatted on the ground with his typical legs, put his hands on his knees, hangs naturally, and behaves like those of African-Americans who crouch on the side of the road and do nothing.

Looking at the woman whose hands and legs were tied together, he shook his head sadly and sighed: "Why? Why?"

"Who are you?" Firefox seemed calm, and his high-cold and charming charm remained unchanged.

But at the moment she was tied in an anti-bow side, much like the secret investigators caught in the neon movie.

The guy in front of her was almost two meters tall, with a gray-black hoodie, gray-black jeans, and black military boots.

Under the hood that was pulled up, the face was not exposed, but an all-black hood plus a yellow polarizer, a dangling look.

Luke: "You can call me punher. Um, forgive me, you seem to have a companion."

Between words, his figure disappeared.

Firefox's heart sank: too strong! This guy is really too strong.

Just a moment ago, she found the cross appeared, and lurked secretly, ready to work with her companions.

The punher appeared without warning and rushed to her side.

Firefox, as one of the strongest killers in the Mutual Aid Society, responded extremely quickly.

The physical outburst was completed instantaneously, and punher fought.

Well, now she wants to come. It was she being played by the other side unilaterally.

She was proud of her strength, reaction, and fighting skills, completely crushed by this neuropathy that was killed halfway.

The other side just slaps her offensively lightly and knocks her to the ground.

Then, in the blink of an eye, she found her hands and feet **** and completely lost her resistance.

Frighteningly, she suffered a little bruise in just a few seconds because she was struggling and tied up.

This can only show that the other party is more capable, and can easily subdue her without hurting her.

She couldn't resist this kind of fighting skills.

The tinker who came to ambush the cross with her were the ones with the best fighting skills in the name killer, but I am afraid it is difficult to defeat the punher.

While she was worried, trying to untie her own rope, the tinker on the other side was already there.

Looking at the locator on his hand, we found that Wesley's signal had disappeared, and Firefox's signal was not far away.

He didn't hesitate much, and quickly approached the position of Firefox with a gun, ready to say this companion in the round.

A fist approached him as he turned a huge old machine.

The tinker did not hesitate to throw away the pistol and put it on the shelf with both hands ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The other party just punched him, but his body was still behind the machine.

His chances of hitting the opponent are infinitely close to zero, which will delay his chance to avoid.

A short punch is called in the triangle of the face, which is dead.

Even if they do not die, their eyes will turn black, and their tears will flow, and they will not be able to aim with a gun.

Physical fitness burst!

The tinker's hands finally rushed in front of his fists, holding the arms behind his fists, and at the same time he squatted and twisted.

His body movement is similar to the boxer's standard posture of avoiding opponents, but his hands are joint skills.

But the next moment, the fist suddenly accelerated, and the flat uppercut suddenly came obliquely.

The tremendous power broke through the tinkering hands of the tinker in an instant, and the big fist of the sandbag approached from both sides, and turned from oblique to almost vertical.