Thinking about the advantage, my Sloan didn't notice any anomalies in his weaving mill at first.

He is still immersed in his world.

It wasn't until he got to the inside of the textile mill, or even the butcher's ground, that he couldn't see anyone that he finally realized what was going on.

But how is that possible?

Sloane couldn't have imagined anything that could happen to his group of Assassins with more than ordinary skills, let alone so many at once.

But he was cautious by nature and decided to withdraw first.

However, just as he was about to retreat, a cold tube pressed against the back of his head.

Sloane's form froze in place for a moment.

"Cross?" Sloan asked, seemingly convinced of his guess, and he continued, "I didn't expect your strength to be so unexpected. ”

"Not a cross, Sloane." A cold female voice came from behind, "It's me"

“…… Firefox? Damn, don't make such jokes, it's easy to scare people, where have they all gone? ”

Sloane breathed a sigh of relief, his tense body relaxed, and a smile spread across his face. He asked as he prepared to turn around.

"Don't move." The barrel of the gun slammed hard against the back of Sloane's head, and Firefox said, "It's not a joke, they're all dead, and now, the only members of the League of Assassins here are you and me." ”

"What? How is this possible? Sloane was completely stunned, and for a moment he thought that Firefox was still lying to him, which was an explanation that he had subconsciously found in his mind.

"It's a cross, right? He did all this, what did he say to you? Don't take his word for it, he's definitely cheating on you! ”

"No, the cross didn't come." Firefox said.

"You killed them?" Sloane's heart was half cold.

"Not me, but now I wish it was me." Firefox snorted his gun, "Tell me, why are you doing this?" ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Sloane still had luck in his heart, no matter what Firefox knew, he couldn't reveal the secret because of such a sentence.

"Then let me help you remember." Firefox's tone tipped cold, and Sloane had just a bad feeling in his heart when he noticed the muzzle of the gun leave the back of his head.

will wait until he reacts, uses skills to counteract, and the gun goes off.

The sharp pain tore through his thigh, causing him to fall to the ground with a thud and a howl of pain.

"You're too old, Sloane, so old that you can't fight back when I've given you enough chance," Firefox put down his gun and took two steps back, "Come on, how did you tamper with the list given by the Loom of Destiny, and when did it start?" I advise you to tell the truth, or ...... You know my methods, and you know the effectiveness of tissue repair solutions. ”

“…… You, don't believe what others say, it's all someone else's lie, it's a scam! Sloan said, clutching his wounds.

"I deciphered your name on the fabric woven by the Loom of Destiny, and not long ago I saw it weaved." Firefox pulled a piece of cloth out of his pocket and threw it at Sloane's feet.

"Loom...... Not credible. "It's possible that someone has tampered with its internal structure......

"Enough!" "Bang!"

The sound of the firefox, impatient and full of anger, accompanied by the sound of the gun.

Sloane's choice to use this direction as an excuse was definitely a mistake, because, with Firefox's loyalty to the Loom of Fate, such a blasphemy could not be tolerated.

In Firefox's view, this is blasphemy.

Don't try to reason with people of faith, everything that involves their beliefs, what they believe in is the truth, if you can still listen to the truth at this time, it can only show that the faith is not strong enough.

"I'm not here to listen to your rhetoric, Sloane, I'm just asking for a process, and as for the result, I've already got a definite answer." Firefox said, "This is your only value now, if you have any follow-up means you want to use, then this is your only chance, if you don't say it, I will let you have no chance." ”

“…… Ha, haha, hahaha......" Sloane was silent for a moment, and then began to laugh, laughing gradually louder and more presumptuous, even if the wound was involved and there was a sharp pain, but it did not affect his laughter.

"You think you're noble? Wise? Follow the command of a loom, find the base 01 from it, and translate the corresponding person's name...... Yes, everyone seems to be someone who should be killed, but there are so many people in the world, how many have the same name? ”

Sloan asked, "How can you be sure that what you kill is the one you should kill?"

"That's not a reason for you to tamper with the list." Firefox shook his head.

She hadn't wavered in the slightest because of Sloane's words, which sounded so reasonable, and it would be ridiculous if she was firm enough to kill her fanatics without hesitation, to shake her faith so easily.

"You're wrong, that's why I'm tampering with the list, I don't want to surrender to a soulless loom, I don't want my life to be dictated by a few random names, even though I've wasted most of my life because of this, I still want to enjoy what I deserve in this last period of time!"

Sloane's face grew pale, but he still chattered.

He understood that this was his last chance.

"The Assassins of our League of Assassins are supposed to be supreme, we have marksmanship far more powerful than those of those high-ranking killers, and we have bloodline abilities beyond ordinary people, but what have we done?

Huddled in a textile factory, every day relying on the name given on a loom, mechanically completing tasks, even paying with his life, but getting nothing, not even the most basic wealth. ”

"So, it's for the money." Firefox said.

"Yes, money, this world, if you have power, you should have money, and if you have strength, you should have money, this is the truth! Instead of following a loom to do that pointless assassination! ”

Sloane gasped, although he had used means to stop the bleeding from the beginning, it was certainly impossible to stop it completely, and the continuous blood loss caused him to now have some white eyes, and what he saw began to shake, and his head was dizzy.

"And you? Firefox, what are you for? Is it really for that ridiculous faith, or something else? ”

Sloan forced himself to say a few words at the end, he knew that this was his last chance, all the foreshadowing before, not rotten, that is, for this moment.

"You should have your name on the list too, and you're still standing alive in front of me, I guess that says something enough, doesn't it?"