Wanted Page #2

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I think we lost him. Please let me

out on the next corner please.

Oh! Wow!

Sh*t!

Oh, sh*t.

He is right there!

Look I'm just an accounter, accounter.

This f***ing persistive, you know?

What the f***?

Get catch his ass!

You gotta shoot them!

What are you doing? Why are you shooted that car for?

Are you crazy?

Get the wheel.

Oh, sh*t! Where you go?

You, get... Get back right here!

Right?

What?

Under the sheet!

Keep!

No!

No!

Look out! Look out!

Oh my god! Sheet!

I am sorry!

Shoot the wheels!

F***.

Sh*t!

Hello!

I have... I haven't any money more.

I thought he'd be taller.

Taller?

Sir... sir, I've been try to explain that lady here I'm an accounter...

I'm income service representative, I'm an account manager... and... and..

I'm sure that if you would call my boss Janice she'd whatever...

If something will go wrong you can cut letter by email... she...

Shoot the wings off the flies.

I don't know what that means.

Shoot the wings off the flies.

I really think you have me mixed up with somebody else...

On thirdy. Either you should or I do.

One.

Okay.

Two.

I can't even see them!

Three.

It's impossible.

A lot of things were impossible for you today.

Your experience vice was not a panic attach.

Your heart was beat in excess of 400 beats per minute.

Sending abundant amounts of adrenaline into your blood stream.

This allows you to see and react faster than normal.

Only a few people in the world can do that.

Your father could do it.

And you can do it.

With a little work you will find how to control these attacks.

Get away from me.

You stay back from me.

I have a gun, sir.

All right?

My name is Sloan.

This is Fox.

And all others you see around you are all very good at killing.

So if I were you, I'd keep your gun pointed at me,

you don't want it pointed at any of them.

That's better.

You're insane.

No. Insanity is wasting your life for a nothing

when you have a blood of a killer floating in veins.

Insanity is being shitted on, beated down.

Coasting through life in a miserable existence

when you have a caged lion locked inside you and the key to release it.

This gun you holding is an Imanishi-17, it belonged to your father.

He could conduct a symphony orchestra with it.

And you going to use it and to kill that man who shot him down and called blood.

The same man who tried to kill you tonight.

Your father was one of us. A fraternity of assassins. The weapons of fate.

We've transferred all his savings over to you.

And let me I show you their awesome ...

It is your long avoided destiny.

To join us.

Back off. Back off.

You don't know anything about me.

Stay away from me. Stay away from me!

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