At this moment, in the interior of the textile mill, the atmosphere is somewhat delicate.

In front of them, a corpse was being placed.

The owner of this corpse is none other than Wesley, their exclusive tool man, who was specially produced for the cross.

Originally, Sloane's plan was to use the only remaining family affection and scruples of the cross to train Wesley, the son of the cross, and then use him to kill the betrayal of the cross.

But who would have thought.

Last night, Cross had shot his only son, Wesley, with his own hands.

This is undoubtedly bad news for them.

From now on, they will no longer have any hole cards in their hands against the cross.

And the cross that shot his only son and destroyed his last weakness with his own hands also cut off the last trace of his humanity.

Such a cross, no doubt, will become even more terrifying.

And almost certainly.

Forced by them, the cross that killed his only son will definitely launch a crazy revenge on the textile mill next.

With the strength of the other party, the Assassin Brotherhood will be in big trouble next.

"Damn."

Sloane, the leader of the Assassin Brotherhood, scolded with a gloomy face, then looked at the eight regular employees in the office who knew how to throw guns, including the repairman and the pharmacist, and said, "Has the notice been issued?" ”

Firefox Fox nodded.

"I've asked all the members who went out on a mission to suspend their tasks and return to the mill."

When the gunsmith heard this, he also said: "I have also arranged manpower in various locations of the textile factory, and once the cross dares to appear, dozens of guns will shoot together, and it will definitely be able to beat him into a sieve." ”

The butcher on the side, playing with the butcher knife in his hand, said coldly: "I'm afraid that he won't appear, but plans to consume us little by little." ”

As soon as the butcher's words came out, the other people in the room fell silent.

What the butcher said was obviously what they were most worried about.

Textile manufacturers have a big business, even if they raise a group of people for ten or eight years, they will be fine.

But they can't really hide in the textile factory for ten or eight years.

At this time, the pharmacist's mouth at the end of the crowd squirmed a few times, just as he wanted to speak.

Rumble!

With a violent explosion, the gate of the textile mill, which was like a city gate, broke down in an instant.

Boom!

The fragments of the gate popped in like bullets coming out.

Immediately, several members of the textile factory who hid behind the door were shot into a sieve.

When Sloane and Firefox Fox heard this, they instantly looked out the window.

At this time, fierce gunfire had already sounded throughout the textile factory, and tongues of fire gushed out, as if they wanted to engulf the truck that had broken through the gate.

Squeak squeak!

At this time, the cries of a group of rats suddenly reached the pharmacist's ears.

The pharmacist, who trembled in his heart, looked out the window at the rats that were frantically pouring out of the truck, his pupils shrank sharply, and then yelled: "Be careful, those rats have bombs on them······"

Boom Boom!

Almost at the same time as the pharmacist's voice fell, some of the bullets that slanted out, some of which happened to land on some of the rats with bombs strapped to them, and then detonated those bombs in advance.

The next second.

A series of explosions rang out wildly in the textile mill.

Taking advantage of the continuous explosions in the textile factory, it made a big mess.

A figure took advantage of the chaos and rushed directly into the textile factory.

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At the same time as the chaos in the textile mills.

According to the hint in the crystal ball, the address of the textile factory was found on the Internet, and the car arrived at Erin and Gwen, who were near the textile factory.

I was taken aback by the sudden explosion.

Immediately afterward, they heard the deafening sound of gunfire in the textile factory.

This intensity of firepower directly made Erin and Gwen's faces change greatly.

"Something is wrong."

Erin, who whispered, pulled Gwen back quickly.

At this time, Gwen, listening to the gunshots not far away, seemed to understand why in Erin's divination, there was a way to remove Helen's scar in this textile factory.

Such a fierce firefight is almost more than the firepower of a New York police station has firepower.

A textile factory with such powerful firepower would be such a simple textile factory?

Listening to the deafening sound of gunfire not far away, Gwen shook her head and said:

"No, I can't go, I'm going to tell my dad about here!"

With that, Gwen took out her phone and ran into the corner to dial George's number.

When Gwen made the call, Erin frowned slightly as he looked at the loud gunfire not far away, but in fact, the gunfire was rapidly weakening.

What's going on?

The speed at which the cross solves the killer in the textile mill is much faster than what Erin divined.

Go on at this rate.

The New York Police Department officers probably didn't have time to get to the scene, and the cross could have completely wiped out the entire textile mill.

Of course, it is also possible that he was counter-killed by the textile factory.

But in that case, no matter what the outcome is, Erin's plan will not be easy to implement.

"Sure enough, isn't divination omnipotent?"

Erin, who sighed faintly, looked at Gwen next to her who was still on the phone, urging George.

While she wasn't paying attention, he deliberately walked in front of her and snapped his fingers.

"Smack!"

Use the hypnotic techniques in the Mahamudra of the Mind.

After planting a psychological cue for Gwen to stay where he was and hide, Erin took advantage of Gwen's inattention and quietly ran towards the textile mill not far away where the gunfire was gradually extinguishing.

······

Through the previous divination, he found the exit of the secret escape passage hidden in Mr. X's memory, and Erin, who wore a clown mask, went the opposite way and sneaked into the textile factory from the exit.

After opening the small door hidden in the secret passage.

Erin found the inside of the textile mill filled with gunsmoke.

On the ground and on the stairs, there were corpses of people and rats everywhere, and the red blood directly gathered into pools of blood on the ground of the textile factory.

"Who?"

Within a few steps, Erin heard a low shout from outside, and then a bullet quickly shot into the cabinet where Erin was hiding.

With the Joker's agility, Erin dodged and easily dodged the bullet that burst into the fire, and his wrist flicked.

Throw the gun!

Bullets are discharged instantly!

"Bang!"

The bullet made a graceful arc in the air, directly over the obstacle in front of Erin, and then slammed into the head of the killer who shot Erin.

After being promoted to the Joker, Arryn was able to successfully perform the Assassin Brotherhood's unique skill, the Arc Ballistic.

(End of chapter)