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"Borrowing money? Do you like investing so much? Or do you have any inside information?" The fox said with a smile.

"I think you know very well what I did in the past and what my life was like. You don’t need to test me like this. I didn’t have money in the past, but now I am rich. Then of course I have to play a big game. To be honest, I will I want to join you, but my other wish has not yet come true. Once I join you, I don’t know how long I can live. Your opponents seem to be very powerful."

"It's our adversary, okay, let me ask, but you have to borrow too little?" the fox asked.

"45 million U.S. dollars." Wesley came directly with a ruthless one. Sloan must have so much money, but depending on whether they can take it out, Wesley intends to buy a lot of stocks.

"So much?" The fox looked at Wesley in surprise.

"Yes, you don't think I dare to lie to you?" Wesley smiled self-deprecatingly. This is a true performance. He must have cheated, but he is very guilty.

The fox didn’t ask any more, and he called back. Sloan also had a toothache. This kid really dared to speak, but faced with the hunt of the Cross, he was more willing to spend money, "You ask him, would you like it? Join us?" Sloan meant a bit of an ultimatum, because the members of the Brotherhood of Assassins outside were injured almost every day. This is not a measure of money. As long as these people are in his hands, then the money will be as much as possible. If the foundation is gone, the money will be spent for life.

"You heard, you are only the son of our members, not ours." Fox also explained that she was completely kept in the dark.

"Yes, give me a week, and then I will go to your place, I put my father's gun at home, I want to be a real assassin before taking it back." Wesley said solemnly.

"Okay." The fox communicated with Sloan again. "The money has entered your account. You can go back and have a look. We will wait for you in a week." After that, he closed the car window, but didn't mean to leave at all.

Wesley turned and went back to the room upstairs, and directly logged into the bank account to check, "These people are really scared by my father, and they are really willing to give so much money, haha..." Wesley laughed upstairs, and then directly. Transferred the money into the stock account, and then fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Wesley got up directly, turned on the computer and TV, and watched the news directly, while constantly refreshing the web page. He was waiting for Stark's press conference. At 10 o'clock in the morning, Stark returned to New York. , Held a press conference in the press conference hall of Stark Industries.

"I came in with a hamburger. This Stark really has a personality, but I like it. Let's get started." Stark sat on the floor, preaching his feelings, and then opened his mouth and said that he would no longer engage in the arms business. In an uproar, Wesley refreshed the web page happily, and Stark's stock price began to fall quickly.

"Today is the fastest day to fall. Tomorrow will slow down. We need to wait." Wesley tried to calm himself down. If it is $47.25, then he can buy one million shares. With a profit of more than $50 million, plus the money scammed by Sloan, he will become a billionaire.

"But you are going to receive their training, are you mentally prepared?" Apple poured cold water on Wesley again.

"Huh, this is a must, and I don't want to be an ordinary person, so let the storm come more violently!" Wesley's handsome face is a bit hideous, and those assassins can kill themselves at any time, so he Be stronger.

In the next few days, Stark Industries’ work tickets continued to fall, the tens of billions of dollars of wealth evaporated, the stock price fell to more than half, and Wesley decisively bought one million shares, and the remaining The money was deposited directly in the account, and he had more than 400,000 cash with him, and he didn't have time to spend it.

Backed out of the room, carrying the only suitcase, came to the parking lot, put it in the trunk, then waved his hand not far away, then got in the car and set off, and went straight to the No.17 textile factory.

The door opened and Wesley drove directly in. After getting out of the car, the fox was waiting for him, "Is my wish fulfilled?"

"Yes, if I don't die, then I'm a billionaire, if I die, then it's the last madness." Wesley said.

"Come with me!" The fox took him to the cafeteria. The wooden seats here are very old. Why don't they improve their environment?

"Have you decided?" Sloan asked with a cup of coffee.

"Yes." Wesley took a few burgers, poured a cup of coffee, sat down and ate, "I will decide on the day I leave, but life or death is uncertain. I always have to do something on my own, and I want to know Who am I? Where do I belong?"

"Very well, I am optimistic about you. You will become a top-level assassin like your father." Sloan smiled and smiled happily. "However, your training time is running out. A large number of our brothers have been attacked outside. Now that you have joined in, then you must be prepared to endure the pain."

"Yes, I'm prepared. Didn't I see that I have fulfilled my wish? Come on with the rest." Wesley really gave up. He is an otaku who wants to be trained as an assassin. He is not psychologically prepared. Impossible, otherwise it's almost the same if you get scared and pee directly.

This is an opportunity. Not everyone is willing to accept the opportunity for an otaku to become a superman, but he does not accept this. The other party will be angry and kill him at any time, so he must come too.

After eating up the food in one go, the fox took him away, "This is the repairman."

The repairman asked Wesley to sit on a chair with the underside of the chair fixed to the floor, and then he tied Wesley's hands to his back. "What's this for?" Wesley asked stupidly.

"I'm in charge of repairing." Then he hit Wesley's face with a "bang", and Wesley felt that he couldn't find his head for a moment, and it was painful after a dizziness. Swaying back and forth, I can't see the person in front of me at all.

He wanted to yell at him, but he couldn't open his mouth. Then, with three consecutive punches, Wesley fainted directly. He was in a coma after just four punches. It seemed that his body was not very good. When he woke up again, he had already reached the butcher's site.