chapter 2 Clean up and leave home

Wesley Lu looked at the time. There was an assassination mission in the evening.

He opened the drawer of the coffee table, took out a divorce agreement, and threw it on Bertha Luo along with the pen.

"I also prepared a divorce agreement, signed it quickly, and then got out of here."

Bertha Luo covered her red and swollen cheeks with one hand and opened the divorce agreement with the other hand, looking at the contents clearly with unwillingness in her eyes.

Her mother also covered her face with her hands and looked at her for a while, her face full of anger, "Why should Tongtong be allowed to leave the house?"

"She's just cheap. Do you know what cheap means? She's just worthless... The most important thing is that my fists are tougher than your mouth. Do you believe it?"

She stared at Lu Chengfeng with fearful eyes, wanting to show off her true nature as a shrew and roll around.

Wesley Lu saw what she was thinking at a glance, picked up the fruit knife from the fruit basket on the coffee table, stuck an apple in it, and sneered, "If you dare to yell, I will cut off your tongue. "

Seeing Lu Chengfeng's cold eyes, she shuddered and said in a stuttering voice: "You, you, you, don't scare me, I'm going to sue you for committing murder and hurting someone."

"Go ahead, if you dare to sue me, I will kill your son with my car, set fire to your house, dig up your ancestral graves, tell your neighbors that you have a bad mouth because you steal shit every night, and that your daughter steals people. ..."

"I didn't, you, you, you, you, this is slander. I can sue you for slander."

"Yes, it's just slander, but so what? Do you think anyone cares about the truth? Everyone only believes what they want to believe...In the entertainment era, maybe you will become famous for this and become an Internet celebrity. Name I’ve thought it all out for you, it’s called the stinky life of a dung beetle.”

Suddenly, Wesley Lu's expression suddenly changed, his eyes were cold, and he stabbed the coffee table with the fruit knife in his hand. With a pop, the fragile fruit knife penetrated the marble tabletop.

Everyone was so frightened that their bodies trembled and their faces turned pale.

Wesley Lu's emotionless gaze fell on Bertha Luo, "My patience is limited. If you don't sign, I will turn your brother into an inhumane waste with the next blow."

"Don't doubt my words, otherwise you will definitely regret it."

She had been planning for so long and didn't get a penny. She was very unwilling... But when she saw Wesley Lu's bloodthirsty eyes, she shuddered and chilled in her bones. That look was so scary that she couldn't bear it at all. It's not like looking at a living person.

She was so frightened that she didn't dare to hesitate at all and wrote her name on it tremblingly.

Wesley Lu took the divorce agreement and took a look at it, "I'll meet you at the Civil Affairs Bureau at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Get the divorce certificate... Now, get out of here right now."

A group of people did not dare to delay at all, covering their faces or heads, and stumbled away towards the door.

"Bertha Luo."

Wesley Lu suddenly spoke.

Bertha Luo froze and looked back at him in horror.

There was a sarcastic sneer on Wesley Lu lips, but after waiting for a while, he just said two words lightly, "Go away."

He originally wanted to tell Bertha Luo that he was really rich. The house was fully paid for and so was the car.

The reason why he didn't tell Bertha Luo these things was not because he was on guard against her, but because she once said that she was not with him for money, and she hated rich people, and feelings were more important than money.

He believed it at the time, but now he thought it was just her strategy to retreat in order to advance.

Wesley Lu originally wanted to tell her the truth and humiliate her severely, but thinking that he had not received the divorce certificate yet and telling her might cause trouble, he held back...and waited until he received the divorce certificate before telling her.

"Old guy, look at your seeds. They are all the same as you, bad breeds... I was tricked by you fifteen years ago, and by your granddaughter fifteen years later. Do I owe your family?"

Wesley Lu murmured to himself, checked that it was almost time, gathered his emotions, packed up and went out.

At the entrance of the community, parked in the shadow of the corner was a Jinbei van with mottled paint.

Opening the door, Wesley Lu jumped into the car and started the car.

The driver was a middle-aged man with thin cheeks and sharp eyes. He had an honest face and was the type that would be hard to find in a crowd. However, he was an S-class killer, nicknamed awn.

The lowest killer is D-class, followed by C-class, B-class, A-class, and S-class.

S-class is already considered a famous killer on the killer list. Of course, S-class is also divided into levels. For example, Wesley Lu is SSS class, a famous figure on the killer list.

There were a total of five people on this mission. In addition to awn who was driving, there were also two A-level killers, one named sickle and one named Shadow.

Wesley Lu's nickname in the killer world is Dragon.

The name Dragon was given by Elder Luo. Wesley Lu was very reluctant at the time. He thought this nickname was weird... Look at people, they are called Spine, Ghost, Phantom, etc. His nickname sounds good to you. Similar to Lao Zhang and Lao Wang.

People ask, who is the most powerful killer in your world... Oh, Lao Wang is the most powerful... Look, it sounds very disappointing.

But now he knew the purpose of the name. Although Elder Luo was a scumbag, his ability was beyond words. He actually trained a group of top killers behind the headquarters, twelve people in total, collectively known as the Dark Chinese Zodiac.

Wesley Lu is one of them.

But when Elder Luo died, he left the Dark Chinese Zodiac to him.

"Dragon, you are one minute late."

The man sitting in the passenger seat suddenly spoke. He was a beautiful Chinese, tall, with blond curly hair, blue eyes, and a sinister smile. His nickname was Hardys, and he was also the person in charge of this operation.

Wesley Lu snorted and warned at the same time: "I'm in a bad mood today, don't mess with me."

Hardys, like him, is also an SSS-level killer. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. The two of them had a lot of friction on weekdays. Hardys provoked him many times, but he never took advantage.

Hardys sneered, "Deduct one million."

Suddenly, a cold light appeared.

Hardys froze, his hand holding the gun slowly loosened, and he raised his hands high, because a flying knife with a cold light was placed on his carotid artery, and the cold and cold touch made his whole body sweat. Upright.

sickle and Shadow sitting in the back row subconsciously wanted to take action. They were Hardys' dogs.

But suddenly, their expressions suddenly froze, and their faces turned pale. I don't know when? Their sleeves were nailed to the seat backs with a throwing knife.

"I said, if you are in a bad mood today, if you dare to mess with me again, I will deal with you first before dealing with the target."

Wesley Lu slowly retracted the flying knife.

His flying knife has a sharp blade, a blade as thin as paper, and a shape like a willow leaf, also called a lancet.

Hardys had a cold face and sinister eyes, but he did not dare to provoke Wesley Lu again, because he knew very well that in this small space, his gun was definitely not as fast as Liu Chengfeng's flying knife, but he remembered this grudge. Got off.

Wesley Lu looked back at the sickle and Shadow behind him, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Their faces were pale and their eyes were frightened. They pulled out the flying knives and put them in Wesley Lu hands.

Wesley Lu snorted coldly, stopped talking, and began to close his eyes to rest.

Half an hour later, the car stopped on a winding mountain road.

Wesley Lu opened his eyes and took a look through the car window. This was the road leading to Wangjiangshan.

Looking at the mountains and rivers, there are lush trees on two sides and water on the other side. The mountains on the mountains are a well-known wealthy area in Flame City. The people who live here are either rich or noble. It seems that the target tonight is a rich man.

I really don’t know what these rich people think? Does living in the mountains make you look superior? Why don't you go to heaven? This winding mountain road is long, steep, and very dangerous... Wesley Lu complained silently in his heart.

It was already late at night, dark clouds covered the clouds, and the stars were lonely.

Two cars drove up from the bottom of the mountain, their headlights particularly visible in the dark night.

"Here we come...remember, the target is a woman, stay alive."

Hardys said in a deep voice.

Wesley Lu raised his eyebrows, do you want to live? It seems that this is not a simple assassination, but has other purposes.

"Dragon, what are you still doing sitting here?"

Hardys and others were all ready, but Wesley Lu leaned there lazily and did not move.

Wesley Lu narrowed his eyes and said lazily, "How many people are there on the other side?"

"Four bodyguards, all silenced."

"There are only four of us, you are enough...I will naturally take action if necessary."

This level of assassination really didn't interest him... So, he didn't even bother to ask who the target was?

Hardys's eyes were as cold as poisonous snakes in the dark night, "You don't want to take the money?"

"If my share is less than a penny, it will be worth your life."