The two, who hadn't seen each other in a long time, had a heart-to-heart talk, and of course, there was the essential alcohol between men, because everything is in the drink, after all.
After a few sips, and sharing their pasts, Carlos learned that Helen was no longer alive, which made him sigh.
After all, in his impression, Helen was a gentle and intellectual woman, perfectly complementing John's restless heart.
No wonder John has changed so much; first, his beloved apprentice died on a mission, and then his beloved also passed away. It would be hard for anyone to bear such a blow, wouldn't it?
Fortunately, Zhang Jie's appearance timely filled that void in John's heart. Even if it only filled a little, it was enough, at least giving John something to remember and a lingering attachment to the world.
Time slowly passed as the two conversed, with the sound of trains passing every so often adding a strange rhythm to their conversation.
The thick darkness outside the window gradually faded, then rays of light pierced through the gloom, shattering the last vestiges of twilight.
From a faint black, it turned into a light golden yellow, then a pale white, while the two men, who had been talking for hours, were now slumped on the sofas, fast asleep.
John had also experienced high-intensity combat during this period, coupled with his anxiety from last night and then his late-night talk with his friend Carlos. He had long since been unable to hold on, and under the influence of alcohol, he finally had a good night's sleep.
Carlos woke up very early. He looked at John, who was sprawled out on the sofa, and smiled faintly, then went to check on Zhang Jie's condition.
The bathtub was already sealed with solidified wax, leaving only Zhang Jie lying there with his eyes closed, breathing evenly.
Afterward, Carlos left.
When the first ray of sunlight fell on Zhang Jie's face, he let out a long breath.
"Hoo~"
"What the f*ck Σ(°ロ°)?!"
Then, as if by reflex, he suddenly sat up, his upper body instantly breaking the balance of the solidified wax on the water's surface. Under the impact, it shattered into pieces, with some still clinging to Zhang Jie's body.
"What's going on?"
Zhang Jie stretched out his hands, looking at the scene around him, then lowered his head to touch his wounds. They had mostly healed, with only some small scars remaining.
This familiar scene, this familiar method of treatment.
"Looks like you're recovering quite well."
A deep male voice came from afar. Zhang Jie looked towards the sound and saw John lying on the sofa, and Carlos busy in the kitchen in the distance.
"You're very good."
Through John's account, Carlos also understood what Zhang Jie had experienced during this time, and he gave him a very high evaluation.
From a comprehensive perspective, Zhang Jie had initially grown to meet the standards of a professional-level assassin.
However, there was still a long way to go to become a top assassin, not just in terms of skill, but also in experience.
As the aroma of fried eggs gradually spread through the house, John also woke up.
This was arguably the only time he had rested well during this period. Normally, he was very vigilant, and his sleep was very light.
But at Carlos's place, there was no need for such vigilance; no one dared to cause trouble in Carlos's home.
Zhang Jie got out of the bathtub, feeling a bit cold down there. He looked down and quickly covered his family jewel with his hands.
"Hahaha!"
Zhang Jie's embarrassed gesture caused Carlos and John to laugh heartily. Then John grabbed a bath towel from the sofa and threw it over.
"Go change your clothes."
Zhang Jie quickly wrapped his little treasure with the bath towel and then rushed into the bathroom.
When he came out again, he was already dressed in casual clothes, and Carlos and John were seated at the dining table.
Seeing a table full of Chinese breakfast, Zhang Jie was a bit surprised.
After all, this was Czech, and their eating habits were completely different from those in China.
"Your senior brother taught me."
Carlos shrugged, casually popping a fried dough stick into his mouth.
Oh?
How is Ling Feng everywhere?
"Ling Feng studied marksmanship with Carlos before, so he also taught Carlos how to make Chinese breakfast," John explained after taking a sip of soy milk.
Well, Ling Feng, you've done everything I wanted to do. So what advantage do I, a transmigator, have left?
Sitting on the sofa, he casually picked up a fried dough stick, put it in his mouth, and chewed.
Hmm... it tasted pretty good.
Then he took a sip of soy milk to moisten his throat, picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a fried egg, and took another bite. The crispy, eggy aroma instantly burst in his mouth; that feeling was truly exhilarating.
Chew, chew, chew.
Seeing Zhang Jie eat with such enjoyment, Carlos also smiled.
If it weren't for John and Zhang Jie's arrival, his breakfast would probably have been a casual affair.
After the meal, the three sat on the sofa. John also needed to undergo a medicinal bath for treatment. After Carlos prepared the medicinal bath, he had John lie in it, then poured in scalding hot special wax to seal the tub.
After all, John had suffered many injuries during this period, so he used a special medicinal bath to recover more quickly.
Afterward, Zhang Jie and Carlos sat on the sofa and began to chat.
Through John's introduction, Zhang Jie also knew that Carlos was one of John's good friends, but he also knew that John was the biological father of the protagonist in the Assassin's Alliance, so he was eager to know some information.
"Can I learn the marksmanship that makes bullets curve?" This was Zhang Jie's most pressing concern. Once he learned this trick, for an assassin, it was no less than mastering a nuclear launch switch. This was, after all, like having a cheat code.
However, Carlos's answer deeply disappointed Zhang Jie.
"I'm very sorry, you cannot learn the marksmanship that makes bullets curve."
Carlos very bluntly shattered Zhang Jie's fantasy, "Ling Feng's talent is even higher than yours. He once came to me to learn marksmanship, but he also failed; he couldn't learn it."
Carlos told Zhang Jie very directly that Ling Feng once had the same idea, but without exception, all attempts failed, and it even caused hidden injuries to his wrist.
"To master this technique, there are very strict conditions. You must possess the special bloodline and physique of people like us. Otherwise, forcing yourself to learn this move will not only be unsuccessful but will also damage your bones."
Under Carlos's explanation, Zhang Jie finally understood that the movie's portrayal was not very detailed; in reality, people like them belonged to a genetically mutated group.
They could control their heart rate to trigger an adrenaline surge, thereby forcibly boosting their body's functions by several times to achieve special combat effects.
For example, running faster, having stronger muscle strength, being able to see distant situations like a telescope, and having stronger arm strength, which allows them to achieve the effect of making bullets change direction.
To achieve such feats, one must also undergo very rigorous training, but possessing such a physique makes this training much easier. Additionally, the Brotherhood has special medicinal liquids, so even if they suffer severe injuries, as long as they are not fatal, they can recover quickly, allowing them to train without restraint.
"I see." Zhang Jie understood that he was destined to be without this cheat-like technology.
"The very existence of the Brotherhood is a mistake, especially the Brotherhood under Sloan's leadership; it's a mistake within a mistake," Carlos expressed his thoughts, because he deeply understood what Sloan had done using the Brotherhood.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jie's heart sank. If he remembered correctly, the Carlos in the show would eventually die to save his son, and his son would finally realize he had been deceived by Sloan, which then sparked the idea of destroying the Brotherhood, and this also led to Simmons's death.
No! Simmons cannot die!
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