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Chapter 337

Outside the textile factory, an Audi commercial vehicle drove from a distance.

The people inside were none other than Firefox and her licking dog. Oh no, they were the new members of the Assassin's League: Wesley.

The battle with the cross last night turned her beloved Dodge Viper into a two-wheeler. Today she can only drive this Audi, and she is not very happy.

Although killers these days are all unparalleled, wishing they could use their pistols as spears to get in and out of the enemy camp, it is obviously not the setting of this world, well, Wesley is an exception.

As the top assassin in the Assassin's League, Cross relies not on his unparalleled marksmanship, but on his careful planning.

For example, to snipe the second killer in the League of Assassins, he would use the nesting doll mode, guide his big back to a designated location, and then snipe him with one shot.

But because of this careful plan, Cross would subconsciously investigate the assassination target when planning a sniper killing, and then naturally discovered something was wrong.

Firefox is different. She is absolutely loyal to the Destiny Loom, so she has absolute trust in the information given by the textile factory, or most people are the same.

So as the old saying goes, opportunities always come to those who are prepared. Even if you are a killer, you still need detailed planning.

Under the Cross's sniper attack, the Assassin's League suffered heavy losses. In desperation, they found Wesley. The reason was simple. Wesley was his son, let alone whether he could be trained as an assassin. Even if he couldn't, the Cross would.

Unable to withstand the iron fist of a dutiful son.

Considering that Wesley was a slut and would not break up with his girlfriend even if she cuckolded him, just to have hot food every day, Sloan sent out a bigger and hotter Firefox.

Huohu happily agreed. As a beautiful woman, there is no shortage of licking dogs around her, and she is not easy to deal with a Lusser.

Sure enough, in front of Firefox and the gloomy middle-aged man, Wesley decisively chose to run with Firefox. She had big breasts, so what she said must be true.

But even though Wesley almost couldn't walk after seeing the fire fox, as a Lusser, how could he risk his life so easily? So after being out of danger, Wesley ran away decisively.

Sloan said it was not a big problem, so he used his banknote power and directly transferred more than 300,000 yuan to Wesley.

It is said that money makes a man bold. With money, Wesley is indeed swollen. He sneers at the fat female boss and beats up Star-Lord. Oh, no, he is cuckolding his friend. He is waiting for him to sit down.

Firefox cars.

After today, he will become the assassin of fate and fight for justice!

Then he and Firefox were dumbfounded.

There were corpses everywhere in the textile factory, and it could be said that there was a river of blood. Everyone, both familiar and unknown, were lying in a pool of blood.

For example, the black man who held a gun against him yesterday was pinned under a car, with his eyes wide open and a look of disbelief on his face.

Wesley: On the first day of work, what should I do if the company's physics goes bankrupt?

Waiting online, it’s quite urgent!

The one who was more anxious than him was naturally Firefox. Looking at the textile factory with its walls blown up, she felt bad. Was she pushed aside by the army? Or was the cross coming?

"Stay inside!"

Wesley is the secret weapon to kill the cross. She can die, but Wesley can't!

Firefox pulled out two m1911 pistols, but they were different from ordinary m1911 pistols. These two guns were modified by gunsmiths, with longer range and greater lethality. Of course, the recoil was also stronger, but for the League of Assassins,

For non-human beings, this is a minor problem.

Tap tap tap...

Firefox looked confused when she heard the footsteps. As a top assassin, she immediately recognized that the footsteps were those of a child, but she did not relax her vigilance.

Sure enough, a little girl walked out of the ruins of the textile factory, holding a shotgun that was almost as tall as her.

"Sloan is dead."

The little girl said softly.

Firefox squeezed the M1911 in her hand, but did not fire. According to her logical judgment, it was obvious that the little girl was coerced or trained, but she was definitely not the mastermind.

"When did the cross become so crazy that it even hires children?"

It may be due to historical debts to children, such as churches, so Europeans and Americans are surprisingly tolerant of children's crimes. For example, in "Breaking Bad", Jesse Pinkman's good friend was raped by a child while selling drugs.

The child was beaten to death, but he naturally chose to forgive the other person and hated Uncle Fried Chicken. Later, he felt very guilty after the child died.

If this happened in China, even if the law could forgive it, the people would reflect on whether the juvenile criminal law should be improved.

"I have nothing to do with the cross. I'm just like you, accepting the mission of fate to come and destroy the Assassin's Alliance."

If we must be more serious, there is nothing wrong with Qianju Natsuo's explanation. In fact, it is not just the looms in the textile factory that can predict the fate, but all the looms. In the original plot, the cross relied on a priest.

Textile looms weave Sloan's binary code.

However, Firefox obviously didn't believe it. He pointed his pistol at Qianju Natsuyo and said coldly: "If you are still like this, then I can only ask it myself."

Compared to Western values, Firefox obviously follows the principles of the Loom of Destiny, and she plans to question the little girl.

"calm!"

Wesley was startled and hurriedly advised: "She is just a child."

Qianju Xiashi didn't take the gun in Firefox's hand seriously, and said calmly: "Sloan's name appears on the list. If you don't believe it, you can ask the cross. Of course, the premise is that you will not be beaten to death by him."

Firefox naturally didn't believe it, but since the other party mentioned the cross, it showed that she knew the Assassin League very well, so she shot directly.

Bang!

"Shet!"

Wesley hadn't evolved into a killer yet, so when he saw someone shooting, he was almost scared to death. Fortunately, Firefox's shot was not aimed at Qianju Natsuki's head, but flew past her ear, bringing with it a hint of yellowish color.

hair.

"My mission is completed. Although you are also on the list, I still want to tell you that your destiny is in your own hands. At least you are free."

To a certain extent, Qianju Natsuo's fate is very similar to that of Huohu, except that Qianju Natsuo knew from the beginning that the person she killed was innocent, but she had no choice, while Huohu thought that the person she killed was guilty.

People fight for their beliefs.

After saying that, Qianju Natsuyo disappeared in front of the two of them in an instant, leaving both of them stunned.

Soon, Firefox came back to his senses and headed towards the interior of the textile factory.

"Where are you going?"

Looking at the corpses lying on the ground, Wesley felt very uneasy. Only Firefox's mind could make him forget this.

"Go find the loom!"

Qianju Natsuyo's words also made Firefox very uneasy. She was not a fool. In recent years, the income of the textile factory had been like a rocket. She didn't realize it before. Now think about it carefully. How can she get the money to buy a limited edition Dodge when she works voluntarily in the Assassin League?

Viper dodge viper?

Change it later


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