The End of Marvel's Seraph

Qian Xiao's words really shocked the cross.

"Why? Didn't they train Wesley just to kill me? They knew I wouldn't kill Wesley, so how could it..."

Qian Xiao raised her hand to cover the cross's mouth and stopped him with a stern look.

"You're so excited that your volume is already too high."

Qian Xiao turned her head and glanced in the direction of the fox with her peripheral vision to make sure that she and the cross had not been discovered.

After Cross nodded, Qian Xiao put down his hand.

"I said, this is just my guess!"

[It’s not actually a guess]

Qian Xiao said secretly in her heart.

"What if it's after you die?"

Qian Xiao's words silenced Cross.

Cross was sitting on a stool, covering his face with his hands and his eyes were a little red.

Cross has to admit that he is not a good father. He has not been with Wesley since he was a child.

Although he rented the house opposite Wesley and watched Wesley's life every day, the danger brought by his identity as an assassin always made him afraid to meet Wesley, which made him severely absent as a father. Wesley's life.

In the end, he even became crazy about getting to know Wesley, but at the same time he was afraid of their meeting.

Even this time, he made his decision after a long period of mental preparation.

"Although I don't know your name yet, can you do me a favor?" Cross said suddenly.

"Huh? What?"

Cross raised his head and looked around, "Although I'm not sure if there are any Brotherhood assassins around, can I ask you to stop the fox for me for a while? I still want to meet Wesley alone."

"You don't need to tell me this! I followed the fox here just to kill her! Because she also shot at me that night."

"I consider myself not a good person! At least for my enemies, I will only treat them with the cold wind of winter. There will never be a trace of tenderness! If she offends me, she will have to pay the price!"

Qian Xiao's expression was particularly fierce when she said this, like a demon who was used to seeing blood.

"I have only found traces of Fox and Wesley. By the way, where is the base of your organization?"

Cross Cross heard something wrong from Qian Xiao's words, "What do you want to do?"

"Can't you see? I am very unhappy with the judgment of your former boss, the Assassin Brotherhood, who secretly assigned me the so-called [Enemy of Destiny]! What do you call yourself? [Apostle of Destiny]? In my opinion It's ridiculous, why should a group of strangers interfere with my destiny? My destiny is only in my own hands!"

Qian Xiao looked at the cross, "I want to get rid of that bullshit Assassin Brotherhood! So tell me, where is your base?"

Cross looked at Qian Xiao. After a while, he stretched out his hand, patted Qian Xiao on the shoulder, and said slowly: "Man, you are really a lunatic! Just like me, haha!"

With that said, Cross told Qianxiao the specific location of the textile factory.

Qian Xiao suddenly realized that no wonder he couldn't find out where the so-called "Textile Factory No. 17" was using Jarvis. It turns out that the textile factory is just a set of cards. When the factory was opened, the registered enterprise type was not a textile factory at all, but a slaughterhouse! The registered name is also different from the one hanging on the door.

"So, in exchange, can you help me stop the fox?"

"Oh, your exchange is really valuable! Okay, I understand."

Qian Xiao grabbed the cross's shoulders and patted him.

"Man, you're going to see your son soon. Do you plan to confess to him and get to know each other?"

Cross nodded, "Yes, Wesley is my son after all, and I want to recognize him like crazy now, even if I am very bad as a father!"

"Okay, I won't say much more. But there is still one thing I have to remind you."

Qian Xiao put her mouth to the ear of the cross and whispered: "Wesley's mind is full of thoughts about how to kill you right now! Pay more attention and don't really die!"

"Don't worry." Cross gave Qian Xiao a reassuring look. "I still have some skills."

"Then just wait, the train will pull into the station soon."

With that said, Qian Xiao pressed down the brim of her hat, leaned on the back of the chair, folded her hands and closed her eyes.

"Sometimes I have to admit that fate is really magical! At least before this, I never imagined that I would reach a cooperation with someone I didn't know, and it was still in action, haha." Cross said with emotion.

"Although we don't know each other, thank you for your willingness to help me! I owe you a favor for this matter!"

Qian Xiao snorted quite proudly, "Huh! Friendship between men is so weird sometimes! No one can understand it, including the person involved, so please don't worry about it!"

Qian Xiao didn't even raise her head when she said this, and remained motionless with her eyes closed.

In anticipation of the cross, the train slowly drove into the station.

"The car is here."

Qian Xiao reminded the cross in a low voice.

"Then I'm leaving, please."

Cross straightened his clothes, then stood up and left his seat.

Qianxiao looked up in the direction of the fox and found that she seemed to want to get up and take action.

Qianxiao stood up, blended in with the crowd, and quietly approached the fox.

Wesley huddled in the narrow storage container. He had been staring intently at Pekovsky on the platform, and the gun in his hand was still aimed at him through the gap.

But maintaining such an awkward posture for a long time made his limbs very sore, so Wesley became a little distracted.

Suddenly, while Wesley was distracted, Pekovsky ran away!

"damn it!"

After regaining consciousness, Wesley rushed out of the container and chased Pekovaski.

Chasing the white-haired figure in the crowd, Wesley quickened his pace.

A figure passed by him.

Suddenly, Wesley, who was running wildly, seemed to think of something and stopped.

Did I just...see something?

Wesley quickly ran back, ran to one of the train doors, pulled the conductor out, and ran aboard himself.

That’s right, that’s right! I must have seen him just now, he was in the car, he was in the car!

Wesley took out his pistol and nervously searched car after car.

The fox in the dark saw Wesley running onto the train, and nimbly got to the front of the platform, trying to get on the train.

But the moment she approached the train, a cold wind suddenly hit her from the side.

The fox blocked her head with her right hand, but the attacker's black fist was so powerful that it hit her forearm directly, and a cracking sound of fracture reached the fox's ears.

Resisting the severe pain in his arm, the fox stepped back and looked to the side.

It was a young man with an Asian face, looking at him with cold black eyes.

"This is a meeting between father and son. Outsiders, it's best not to interfere!"