The End of Marvel's Seraph

At the beginning, the fox and the cross were evenly matched, and every bullet they fired was a curved bullet. The bullets followed strange trajectories and collided with each other.

But Cross's sophistication and power far surpassed that of the fox. Even when he was shot in the abdomen by the fox, Cross suppressed the fox within a few moves.

For example, now, Cross seizes the opportunity and raises his hand to take a shot.

A stream of blood burst out from the fox's arm, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

The cross moved neatly to eject the empty magazine and load a new one.

Fox jumped out from behind the seat and tried to retrieve the gun. But Cross fired again, two more shots hitting Fox in the arm, forcing her back behind the seat.

The next second, Cross stood up, swung his arms, and drew a large semicircle with the gun in his hand.

A bullet with a strange shape was shot from the muzzle of the gun, turned into a big "S" in the narrow car, and hit the fox huddled behind the seat.

Even though the fox turned on bullet time and tried to dodge, he was still shot in the shoulder by the bullet and let out a cry of pain.

The fox's cry of pain woke up Wesley, who had been huddled in the corner. He had been confused since he was pulled up by the cross.

Why do your enemies try so hard to save you? Why?

Is it like the fox said, the cross just wants to disintegrate his own genius that can kill him?

Or is it like the Cross said, is the Assassin Brotherhood really hiding something from itself?

what exactly is it?

The fox's cry of pain woke Wesley out of his dazed state. Wesley looked up and saw the gun in his hand, ready to fire the second shot to kill the fox's cross.

what should I do?

Wesley asked himself in his mind.

Am I going to save the fox?

But what if the Assassin Brotherhood really deceived me?

Am I going to kill the fox by looking at the cross like this?

But what if all this is really the conspiracy of the Cross?

what do I do? How should I choose?

Bullet time was turned on unconsciously. Wesley raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at the cross, but he delayed pulling the trigger.

"What should I do!"

"Oh!"

Wesley roared, then pulled the trigger.

Blood exploded on the cross's chest and he fell.

Cross didn't fight back, he just lay bloody on the ground, looking at Wesley with a glint in his eyes, as if he was a little sad.

Wesley ultimately chose the fox.

Next, Wesley fired continuously until the gun in his hand was empty. Then he put down the gun in a daze and gasped for breath.

Flowers of blood exploded on the cross's chest one after another, and the light in his eyes began to fade.

"Wesley..."

The cross reached out to Wesley with difficulty, but Wesley, who fired the shot, had already made the choice in his heart. He stepped forward and put the empty gun against the chin of the cross.

"To shut up!"

When Wesley said this, his tone and expression were very fierce.

"You have no right to talk to me!"

But the cross still opened his mouth and uttered a sentence with difficulty:

"Wesley, listen to me, everything they told you is a lie."

"Shut up, you liar! Shut up!" Wesley yelled.

But the cross still didn't stop. He took out a photo from the inner pocket of his jacket and handed it to Wesley. Then he raised his head with difficulty, leaned into Wesley's ear and said:

"You are my son!"

After saying this, the cross seemed to have fulfilled his wish, and he died with a smile on his lips.

"What did you say? What did you just say to me?"

Wesley asked loudly to the cross, but the cross would never answer him again.

Hearing the thundering words in his ears and watching the light dissipate from the eyes of the cross, Wesley felt unbelievable.

He held up the photo he took from the cross, and was surprised to find that it was his childhood self.

Shock, panic, and emptiness, followed by a tsunami of regret and sadness...

Tears flowed silently from Wesley's eyes and dripped onto the photo. Looking at himself laughing in the photo, Wesley felt that the smile was so ironic.

Suddenly, Wesley heard footsteps coming from behind him. He didn't look back because he knew who it was.

"really?"

Wesley asked the fox without looking back.

The fox nodded, "Really."

Wesley sniffed, "Do you know about this?"

The fox was silent and didn't speak.

"Don't lie to me!" Wesley yelled.

The fox nodded again, "I know."

"Hehe~"

Wesley suddenly laughed, so ugly.

He laughed that it was all his own choice.

It turns out that I made the wrong choice after all~

"Haha!" The laughing Wesley suddenly stopped laughing and looked back at the fox, "Why do you want me to do this!"

The fox explained calmly: "Because you are the only person he will not kill."

Wesley raised his hand to wipe away his tears and said sadly: "Oh my god, it turns out you knew it a long time ago, damn it! You always knew it!"

Meeting Wesley's eyes, the fox's face remained as calm as ever.

"His name came up."

The next second, the fox raised his gun.

"So are yours."

Wesley subconsciously raised his gun and fired. After pulling the trigger, he found that the gun was already empty.

While dodging, the bullet hit Wesley in the abdomen. Wesley tried to rush forward to grab the gun, but Fox raised his hand and shot Wesley twice in both legs, causing Wesley to fall to the ground.

Fox moved the muzzle of the gun upward and pointed it at Wesley's head.

"From the day we joined the Assassin Brotherhood, our lives have been dedicated to fate! We must act according to the instructions of fate! This is the rule of the Assassin Brotherhood!"

But Wesley was not convinced by the fox's few words. He glared at the fox unwillingly.

"Accept your fate!"

The fox's finger tightened on the trigger.

"Oh!"

At the same moment as the gunshot, there was the sound of the car window glass breaking, and a black shadow rushed in front of Wesley at a speed faster than a bullet.

A cold light flashed in the carriage, and the bullet fired by the fox was split into two by the cold light.

After splitting the bullet, Qian Xiao turned to look at the cross in Wesley's arms. This powerful man had fallen down forever. His chest was full of holes and his body was bloody.

Sighing, Qian Xiao knew that she was still late.

But what surprised Qian Xiao was that there was a smile on Cross's face at the moment, and he smiled so contentedly.