From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

The abandoned factory was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The eerie silence didn't last long, punctuated by a weary sigh.

"Oh...it's my fault."

Cross put away his pistol and sighed dejectedly. His straight back bent down. At this moment, he was no longer the top assassin who struck fear into the hearts of all, but a failed father.

Saeko Busujima sheathed her sword and retreated, disappearing in a flash of red light. Cross immediately activated bullet time and looked back, but saw nothing.

Smith is getting more and more mysterious!

Since the topic had already come to this point, Cross decided to stop hiding anything and began to explain: "Wesley is indeed my son, many years ago... Later... I tried my best to hide Wesley's whereabouts, but the Brotherhood still discovered something. The situation is very bad now, and we must find a way to rescue Wesley... By the way, where did you get this information, from the Continental Hotel?"

From editing and directing to cinema!

Xiao Miao inwardly scoffed, then asked, "I have special intelligence sources. What's your plan regarding rescuing Wesley?"

Wesley still needs to be saved. The killer bloodline in this guy is truly extraordinary. Even years of taking drugs can't suppress it. With simple training, he can master bullet time. If he can become one of our own, it will be like adding wings to a tiger.

Cross shook his head: "No, the Brotherhood is keeping a close watch on him. Wesley is always surrounded by people arranged by Sloan, and their whereabouts are unpredictable, making it impossible to plan an ambush in advance."

Xiao Miao said thoughtfully, "I do know a place Wesley will definitely go to!"

"Where?" Cross was stunned, racking his brains but still unable to figure out where his son would go.

"go home!"

Cross chuckled and shook his head: "Impossible. His family... his girlfriend and colleagues... I mean, he used to live a safe but unhappy life, and he would never want to go back to that kind of life."

"That's why he went back to show off in front of his girlfriend who cheated on him."

Xiao Miao's tone was very confident: "Returning home in glory is like wearing fine clothes at night. Even if Wesley doesn't want to go back, the Brotherhood will arrange for him to go back. Showing off isn't the goal. Regaining a man's confidence is the most important thing. Confidence is the third weapon of a top assassin! Without it, no matter how good your marksmanship is, you're still a coward."

"...You're right." Cross was speechless; he also felt that his son had been a bit too soft before.

...........

Brotherhood!

Wesley is having the time of his life lately!

He had to admit that there was an element of gambling involved in him initially joining the Brotherhood with Firefox, whose origins were unknown.

The situation was chaotic. On one side, a greasy, unkempt man with a slovenly beard suddenly shot him, while on the other side, a hot and sexy older woman stepped in to save him. Wesley naturally chose to believe the older woman, and the House of Commons also supported this wise decision.

After joining the Brotherhood, Wesley's killer instincts awakened rapidly under the brutal, almost torture-like training he received from those around him. He quickly became a qualified assassin.

Mastering bullet time in one day, learning all the skills in ten days, and being able to deeply develop bullet time in less than half a month, even grasping the shuttle in the spinning machine—such an incredible speed of progress astonished the Brotherhood.

We can't teach him anymore, or he'll really lose!

Sloan only wanted to use Wesley to get rid of Cross. After that, Wesley would also be eliminated. So the knife had to be sharp, but not too sharp, or it would hurt him.

So Sloan started assigning tasks to Wesley, but the kind-hearted Wesley was unwilling to harm complete strangers, as this seriously violated his values.

At a crucial moment, 36D stepped in again, explaining to Wesley the Brotherhood's beliefs and the necessity of the assassination.

"The names given by the spinning wheel of fate are all damned people who are destined to cause turmoil. One assassin once took pity on one of them and let him go, and that person was Adolf Hitler!"

Wesley completely believed 36D's lies and completed several missions in succession, doing so cleanly and efficiently, earning praise even from Firefox.

Overwhelmed with confidence, Wesley decides to avenge his father. In Sloan's lies, Mr. X is Wesley's biological father, and the cross is his father's killer.

Sloan did not agree directly. He first had Wesley retrieve the pistol that he had given him and which Wesley had hidden at home, and then arranged for Firefox to act with Wesley.

Sloan, being a shrewd old man, had already seen through the growing affection between Wesley and Firefox. Retrieving the pistol was a pretense; his real intention was to use Firefox to help Wesley regain his confidence. Only in this way could Wesley have the potential to kill Cross.

At 8 p.m., a bright red Dodge Viper sped along the viaduct, its frenzied engine roaring so loudly that even the clatter of passing light rail trains couldn't drown it out.

The red supercar stopped near an old red-brick apartment building. Firefox and Wesley got out and walked towards the building.

"It's still the same here, nothing has changed."

Wesley looked around at the place where he had lived for countless years, a place that held too many humiliating memories for him.

Less than a month had passed since he left, yet it felt like a lifetime had gone by. If it weren't for needing to come back for his gun, he would never want to set foot in this place of sorrow again.

When he was poor, he had no good people around him!

Firefox remained silent, following Wesley without uttering a word. She knew she would eventually have to get rid of Wesley, and her feelings were very complicated.

Wesley walked toward the apartment building entrance, noticing a small stall on the street corner with a red sign and white characters, seemingly a food stall run by a Chinese person.

"Oh, it's not entirely unchanged here. There are even Asian guys willing to set up stalls here. This guy is adorably stupid. He forgot to translate the menu, but the slums have no shortage of idiots."

Wesley laughed and made a sarcastic remark to ease his tension, then mustered his courage and walked into the apartment building.

Firefox followed closely behind Wesley, glancing at the vendors next to the food stalls before entering.

Just then, the vendor's gaze also fell upon the apartment. Their eyes met, and the vendor raised his filthy shovel: "Beautiful lady, are you hungry? Would you like a snack to fill your stomach? It's very cheap."

Firefox shook his head and walked into the apartment building.

Behind the food stall, Xiao Miao's smile faded: "Hey, bearded man, watch out, the target has already entered the building."

"My codename is Cross, what's 'beard' called?" Cross's complaint came through the earpiece.

Xiao Miao shrugged, preparing to pack up and get back to work, when two young people walked towards him.

"Dude, this is supposed to be Chinese food, right? You forgot to translate the sign." One of them, a very outgoing guy, greeted Xiao Miao and then turned to his companion, showing off his knowledge: "Don't worry, I studied Chinese in college. This place looks authentic. I'll order!"

He looked at Xiao Miao's signboard.

[Beef Mega]

[Bombing the Giant Squid]

Spicy Crispy Chicken Cartilage

Fresh and tender basa fish

"Boss, give me two servings of spicy chicken cartilage."

Xiao Miao shook her head: "Sorry, this is not an option."

Outgoing person: ???

After seeing the two customers off, Xiao Miao pushed the food stall cart into a corner and slowly walked towards the red supercar parked next to the apartment building.