After Nick had left, the manager immediately ordered the staff to settle the issue.
Wisdom said in a low voice after seeing that everyone had left, "Zion, is that true?"
"I wonder as well."
It was a heavy blow on Zion.
His uncle actually wanted to kill him!
His uncle once treated him like his own child during their training together. Plus, Zion used to learn from him. But why did he want to kill him all of a sudden?
Zion couldn't figure it out.
Meanwhile, Wisdom was a little scared and he quickly said, "Why don't we go home now? I kinda know what it meant. Since this is my Daddy's place, therefore it's very likely that this shooting club was secretly run by him. Our situation now is very risky, and I heard that Uncle and Mommy have also been searching for us. Can we go back if we give them a call? Perhaps once we return to the Ye family, my Dad wouldn't dare to do anything to you."
Zion, however, didn't say anything.
He frowned while being momentarily puzzled. At the same time, Zion seemed to be thinking about something else.
"Zion, did you hear what I said?"
Wisdom quickly nudged him.
Zion furrowed his eyebrows while saying, "We can't call them now. There are probably some signal shielding devices here. Besides, we don't even know where Daddy and Mommy are. They might not believe us even if we tell them. Why don't we get some evidence first?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Wisdom didn't quite understand.
Zion looked at Wisdom with mixed emotion.
"Just follow me."
Zion didn't say anything else.
Yet, Wisdom held his hand and he assured, "Don't worry, I will protect you."
He had lost track of Zion because of Macy's issue last time, and Wisdom felt like killing himself during that time.
Wisdom had no idea why Nick wanted to kill Zion. Moreover, he was afraid if anything ever happened to Zion.
"Aren't you afraid of your Daddy?"
Wisdom was stunned by his sudden questioning. Then, he replied in a low voice, "I'm afraid, but even so, I'll have to protect you. You're my brother."
Upon hearing his words, Zion smiled before saying, "Don't worry. I'm not that weak."
The two children chatted for a while. When they were about to climb down, the office door was suddenly opened again.
The manager and a coach entered.
Zion was startled upon seeing the coach's arrival.
Wasn't this Coach Maxwell Barnes, who stopped him and his Mommy at the playground that day?
"Manager, what's the matter?"
Maxwell's forehead was full of sweat. Clearly, he did something just now.
The manager took out photos of Zion and Wisdom before saying, "Mr. Ye issued an order to find these two children. He ordered us to knock them out and bring them back. Also, find a chance to get rid of them immediately."
Maxwell looked at the photo of Zion and he couldn't help saying, "I saw this child yesterday at the amusement park not far away. His shooting skill is very good. I've given them my business cards. I also noticed that one of the children is very interested in design. I don't know if they would call the phone number."
"Really? These two children are now running away from home. Children from rich families sure live lavishly. You better alert to phone calls today. It's gonna be a big success if they call us!"
A smile flashed across his face.
Meanwhile, Maxwell frowned and said, "Why does Mr. Ye want to kill such a little child?"
"How would I know?"
"Sir, this child is very talented. It's a pity to get rid of him."
The manager sighed before saying, "Good talents are everywhere. But as you already know, the shooting club is run by Mr. Ye. To put it bluntly, the whole club belongs to Mr. Ye. We will have to do whatever he wants us to do."
"But a talented child like this will be the perfect candidate as an assassin in the future. Didn't we set up the shooting club just to form an assassination team for Mr. Ye? Believe me, I can't be wrong. This child has great potential. As long as we ruin his face, make him lose his memory, and train him into our killer, he will become a useful weapon for us in the future. Just think about it, Mr. Ye didn't give us much time, and how many outstanding shooters do we have now?"
The manager frowned after hearing his words.
"Maxwell, you'd better think it over. This is the child of the Ye family. If he somehow remembers his own identity in the future, we will be in huge trouble."
The manager's words sounded sensible.
Maxwell whispered, "Don't we have the medicine? As long as he can't remember that he's the son of the Ye family for the rest of his life, then everything will be fine."
"You have to do it yourself. Don't let anyone find out."
"Yes sir!"
Maxwell left without delay.
Meanwhile, Wisdom and Zion heard every single word they said.
Hence, Zion's gaze turned cold.
How could these people be so bad?
It turned out that this Coach Barnes wasn't a good person either.
He actually wanted to cultivate him into a killing machine, had him lost his memory, and forgot about his family. This was outrageous!
On the other hand, Wisdom was a little shocked.
This differed completely from what he knew.
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