Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

"Boss, you're here," Gin said to Anthony who walked in quickly.

Seeing that Gin was the only one there, Anthony couldn't help but ask: "Where is Mr. Carlos?"

"When I was outside just now, I heard his son's message, so I went downstairs to look for his son." Gin explained.

"No wonder," Anthony nodded, and then continued: "In that case, let's ignore him for now and let's take a look at our trophies."

"Okay, boss." Gin nodded and responded.

Just when the two were about to turn around and start looking for the place where the Assassin League was hiding things, Gin suddenly focused his eyes, drew his gun and turned around to shoot. Fortunately, at this time the other party spoke: "Mr. Gin, Mr. Anthony, yes I."

Although the voice sounded leaky and seemed a little unclear, Anthony and Gin were able to tell that it was the sound of the cross. So Gin relaxed his vigilance a little and did not fire, but he still pointed the gun in the direction of the sound and kept vigilance.

"You are Carlos, what are you?" Looking at the figure that had appeared in his sight, Anthony showed an expression of disbelief. In fact, let alone Anthony, even Gin, who remained calm despite the landslide, had a look of surprise on his face, because Carlos was in such a miserable state in front of him.

The Carlos in front of Anthony and others had a bruised nose and swollen face, one eye socket was black, and there seemed to be traces of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth. If the general outline of his face hadn't changed, neither Anthony would have dared to recognize him. Because now he doesn't look like a cold super killer at all, but like a street gangster who has finished a fight and lost.

Cross seemed to be aware of his current virtue, so he quickly explained: "Nothing, I just went down to teach that brat of mine a lesson."

Anthony and Gin looked him up and down expressionlessly, and the meaning in their eyes was obvious. Are you sure you went down to teach your son a lesson instead of being taught a lesson by the other party? Your appearance doesn't seem to be convincing at all.

Cross seemed to know this, and couldn't help shouting to the side: "Get over here, you bastard."

Hearing the roar of Cross, a man came out reluctantly from that corner, it was Wesley, the son of Cross. Looking at Wesley in their sights, Anthony and Gin nodded. Now they were convinced. This kid is worse than the cross. It seems that you did teach your son a lesson just now. It's just that he was so cruel. Is he really your biological son?

What Anthony and Gin didn't know was that Cross himself didn't actually intend to be cruel, and was just going to teach him a lesson. After all, a tiger's poison cannot eat its seeds, and he loved his own son so much.

But he didn't expect that this son had already believed in the words of that guy Sloan. No matter how he explained the cross, he believed that the cross was his father-killing enemy. So he didn't act at all measured, and during the fight, he actually hit the cross directly with his vaginal leg.

Men are in eternal pain. Faced with this kind of attack that cuts off their descendants, no matter how good-tempered the cross is, he can't bear it, so he just takes it in his turn to use the bastard punch. In the end, the duel between the old and new elite killers turned directly into a fight between gangsters. In this regard, the experienced Cross was better, and the result was like this.

"I don't know yet whether you are my father or not, so don't bark," the pig-headed Wesley said angrily.

Cross was choked by Wesley in front of Anthony and Gin, and his face was a little blue. At the same time, he thought of the slap on his vagina and leg and said angrily: "If you weren't my son, I would have strangled you to death." "

"Should we wait until the paternity test is completed?" Wesley said bluntly.

The two people glared at each other like cockfighting cocks. After a while, Cross also realized that there was an outsider present, which was really embarrassing. So he glared at Wesley fiercely, ignored him again, and turned to Anthony: "Originally, I was planning to come up and help you after solving this brat, but I didn't expect that you actually successfully solved the inheritance of a thousand by yourself. After so many years of brotherhood, it’s really unexpected.”

"It's not that they fell into my hands, but that they have been on fate's blacklist for a long time, right?" If Anthony pointed out something, in fact, Anthony was talking nonsense. He never believed in things like fate. He has always believed in one sentence, "My destiny is determined by my destiny. If you really believe it, then you will lose."

However, the cross really did this, and he nodded seriously: "Yes, the power of fate cannot be stopped."

Looking at the cross that looked like a magic stick, Anthony's mouth twitched and changed the topic: "By the way, Mr. Carlos, do you know where the knowledge we want is hidden here?"

"Follow me," there was a moment of silence, then Cross led Anthony and others inside.

After turning left and right, he soon came to a secret room, and in the center of the room stood an ancient and well-maintained loom.

"This must be the loom of fate," Anthony asked.

Cross nodded solemnly: "Yes, it is also our faith."

After staring at the loom, the cross came to a corner of the room. After twisting it in a secret place in the corner, a hidden dark room was opened.

Taking the lead to enter it, Cross pointed at a computer in the secret room that was not connected to the Internet and said: "The information recorded here is the relevant knowledge that you need that has been passed down by the Brotherhood for more than a thousand years."

Anthony glanced at the computer and then at the cross. After confirming through his expression that he was not lying, he smiled and said, "I thought that secret organization records like yours should all be recorded on paper documents, but I didn't expect that." You guys are so up to date with the times.”

"Okay, hurry up and record it. After you finish recording, I will move everything here. After all, it is no longer safe here." Cross glanced at Anthony and Gin, then turned and left.

Anthony watched the cross leave, and then nodded to Gin next to him: "Gin."

"Understood," Gin nodded, turned around and followed the cross toward the door.

There is no other way. You must be on guard against others. It is safer to let Gin watch from the outside.

Turn on the computer, insert the USB disk into the computer, and then start copying and transferring while Anthony browses the files inside.

It is indeed a mysterious organization that has been passed down for more than a thousand years. Their collection of knowledge is richer than Anthony imagined. Although many of them have become obsolete and have been eliminated due to the development of the times, there are still many things that even Anthony, who comes from the Marvel world where black technology is everywhere, find it amazing.

Some very special fighting skills, ingenious mechanisms, the construction of special instruments, and some rare pharmaceutical formulas for diseases that cannot be solved by current technology.

At this moment, a special potion formula caught Anthony's eyes. After carefully observing the detailed introduction of the potion formula, Anthony showed an ecstatic expression.

The treatment scope of this formula is quite suitable for his comatose mother, and the family seems to be perfect again. Thinking of this, Anthony has a happy smile on his face.

ps: I just found out that I was rewarded by someone. It’s the first time in my life. I’m so touched and I don’t have much experience. I don’t know what to say. I can only thank you for your affirmation of working hard, thank you very much.