The End of Marvel's Seraph

After hearing the fox's words, Sloan finally reacted.

"The truth is actually this."

Sloan took out a stack of papers from somewhere, pulled out the top one, and handed it to an assassin beside him.

"Your name appeared."

The assassin took the paper with a look of disbelief and stared at his name on the paper.

"Your name appeared."

"Your name appeared."

"Your name also appeared."

"your name."

"And your name."

Sloan walked slowly while distributing the paper in his hand to every assassin present.

The assassins recognized it as the organization's task list. What appears above will only be the targets they need to assassinate.

In the end, everyone present got a task list with their names on it.

The crowd was silent...

Sloan waved his hand and threw a large stack of task lists that had not been sent out into the air. Among the white papers, Sloan opened his arms and announced loudly and solemnly:

"Congratulations! All of our names are up!"

"If it weren't for me, you would all be dead! I saved your lives!"

Sloan's voice was filled with confusion.

"Everyone, look at us now, we are stronger than before! We can change the trajectory of history according to our own wishes! We can freely choose our goals and allocate power reasonably..."

Wesley looked around nervously, and he found that the eyes of many assassins present had strange fire ignited.

Sloan's seduction continues.

"You know, rulers are wolves! Not sheep."

"Now, if any of you still want to abide by the Brotherhood's code to the letter, then! Please pick up the gun in your hand, put it in your mouth, and pull the trigger! Because this is what Wesley wants !”

Sloan waved his hand, "Does anyone want to do this?"

In the library, someone's breathing became heavier, and the air became no longer quiet. But none of the assassins moved, their guns still pointing straight at Wesley.

Seeing this scene, Sloan laughed and pointed at Wesley, "Otherwise, beat this bastard to death! Let us work together to bring the Brotherhood to an unprecedented new height designed for God!"

"Come on! Everyone, make your own choice."

After that, Sloan left gracefully, and the remaining group of assassins looked at each other in shock.

Amidst the heavy breathing, someone finally couldn't bear it any longer.

"Fuck the code!"

The trigger was pulled and the bullet was ejected from the muzzle.

"Oh!"

Amidst the roaring gunfire, suddenly, a louder sound came from the direction of the door of the room, even covering up the gunfire.

The huge door exploded into pieces, carrying a wave of air and rushing towards the crowd, knocking everyone in the room off their feet.

"Don't be distracted, boy!"

A whisper rang in Wesley's ears, and at the same time, a cold light emerged from the smoke and crossed to his eyes, blocking the bullet for him.

Then, a figure wearing a ghost mask walked out of the smoke, exuding terrifying energy fluctuations.

The assassins who were close subconsciously raised their guns, but before they could pull the trigger, their arms were cut off in a blinding cold light.

Qian Xiao's movements were so fast that an afterimage almost appeared. When he raised his hand again, the blade had already passed through the throats of several assassins.

When a gap appeared in the assassins' formation, the fox also raised his gun. With a wave of his hand, a bullet shot out, drawing a beautiful arc in the room and penetrating the vital points of the remaining assassins.

The fox dropped the gun in his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and stood there with a calm expression, waiting for the fate he chose.

"Oh?"

Seeing the fox's actions, Qian Xiao raised her eyebrows and put down the knife that was originally intended to block the bullet.

"No!"

Wesley let out a desperate roar, and as his heart rate increased violently, adrenaline quickly spread through his blood through his body. Under the influence of adrenaline, the world slowed down in his eyes. He ran toward the fox like crazy, picked up a gun on the ground, and fired at the flying bullet.

The bullet hit, but the angle of the hastily fired bullet was not enough to change the trajectory of the other bullet.

Wesley stretched out his hand, and just as the bullet was about to hit the fox, he reached out and caught the bullet in flight.

With splashes of blood, the bullet penetrated Wesley's palm.

But finally, this time it worked. The deflected bullet flew past the fox's face. The bullet that originally represented death only left a shallow blood mark on the fox's face.

The weak Wesley fell in the direction of the fox, and the somewhat dazed fox subconsciously opened his arms and hugged Wesley.

"Eh~"

Qianxiao whistled teasingly.

Realizing that there was an outsider present, the fox wanted to push Wesley away, but Wesley hugged him hard with his backhand. The fox pushed a few times, but couldn't move, so he let the young man in his arms take advantage of him.

"Isn't this great?" Qian Xiao said.

"I don't like him!"

The fox curled his lips, turned his head to the side and said.

"You say no, but your body is so honest!"

Fox, the sexy female killer, rarely blushed.

Wesley lay in the fox's arms, turned his head and looked at Qian Xiao behind him, with a silly smile on his face. It looked very funny against the blood on his face.

Ignoring the two people who were throwing dog food away, Qian Xiao stepped over the corpses and debris on the ground to chase Sloan.

After coming outside, there was no sign of Sloan. Qianxiao climbed up to a high place with a few dexterous jumps. Standing on the high place and looking into the distance, Qianxiao saw Sloan running towards the parking lot.

"run?"

Qian Xiao raised her eyebrows, "Can you run away?"

In an instant, psychic energy covered her legs, and Qian Xiao jumped directly from the roof of a building more than 20 meters high, jumped to the wall of the old castle, and smashed a huge crack in the wall. Afterwards, Qian Xiao quickly stood up without being affected and ran along the city wall to the parking lot area behind the castle.

Sloan changed from his previous calmness when facing Wesley in the library. Knowing Qianxiao's strength, he did not have the confidence to fight against her, so he hurriedly started the car.

When Qian Xiao arrived, Sloan was driving through the back door of the textile factory.

Qian Xiao didn't hesitate, jumped up, and struck with his sword.

The blade slashed down and cut off the trunk of the car, but the car was still running away.

"Ajuramaru!"

Qian Xiao shouted, and the blade of the sword was suddenly filled with the power of a black ghost curse. Qian Xiao raised the long knife in her hand and slashed a huge black blade in the direction of the car.

The sword light swept across the ground and hit the car driven by Sloan from the middle. The car was split into two, and the wreckage came to a complete stop after sliding for a distance.

Sloan climbed out of the car with only half of it left in embarrassment, pulled out the pistol from his waist, and shot Qianxiao. But Qianxiao swung the knife neatly and deflected the bullets one by one.

"It's over! You have no way out!"