Chapter 16
Under normal circumstances, Russell is a gentleman who cares about others.

But this is only limited to normal circumstances.

If you have already become an enemy, and let her go because the enemy is beautiful, then it is not pity, but a brain flood.

At the same time as the fox's neck was twisted, black tentacles sprang out from Russell's left hand, wrapping around the last two fraternity killers like a python.

Click!

There were two crisp bones breaking sounds.

Without hesitation, Russell ended the lives of the two frat killers.

So far, in the entire factory building on the first floor, only him and the cross are left standing.

If it is counted as a person who is still alive, then Wesley who is seriously injured and unconscious is also added.

After throwing away the fox's body casually, Russell looked back at the cross.

During the siege, although the cross suffered some injuries, it was not fatal.

Apart from looking a bit embarrassed, he still retains most of his fighting power.

But he is very clear that even if he is in his prime, he is absolutely impossible to be Russell's opponent.

Russell, who is still in the human state, can already resist bullets physically.

After the whole body is venomized, there is no problem with resisting bullets, even shells.

The cross pretended to be sobbing that everything was right and wrong, and scanned the factory building full of corpses.

Although his movements were very subtle, Russell still noticed it. When he glanced at Wesley, his gaze stayed for a few tenths of a second longer.

Although Wesley seems to be dead now, there is obviously still some time before his real death.

As long as he was treated before he lost too much blood, it wouldn't be long before Wesley was alive and kicking again.

Cross can become the brotherhood's ace killer, relying on that superb spear throwing technique.

The operation of being injured without dying is not difficult for him.

After scanning the messy factory building, Cross threw away the pistol as if accepting his fate, spread his hands, and said very calmly: "Mr. Russell, my life is yours!"

Russell didn't kill the cross immediately, but manipulated the symbiote on his head, revealing half of his face.

"You're so sure I killed Sloane?"

"Crazy traveler, you must pay your debts! Sloan's life should not be enough for you to break the principle!"

Cross looked calmly at Russell who only showed half of his face.

"Yes! Crazy traveler, you must pay your debts!" ​​Russell said with a smile.

Just when the cross was about to close his eyes to face his own death, Russell's voice sounded again.

"Since you know this sentence, you should be very clear that I never leave potential enemies for myself."

The expression of the cross changed, and the calm expression disappeared.

Before he could say anything, Russell stretched out his right hand, and black tentacles flew out like ropes, wrapping around Wesley's body.

Wesley, who was injured and unconscious, was brought over like a marionette.

"In order to save your son's life, you don't hesitate to seriously injure your only son with your own hands. You can be considered a good father."

While speaking, the black tentacles wrapped around Wesley's body began to fuse with Wesley, possessing a certain degree of possession.

Russell had just tested it with Sloan.

Although he can't split an independent symbiote to possess other people, as long as he doesn't completely cut off the connection, he can control the symbiote to possess other people to a certain extent.

It's a bit like a puppeteer manipulating puppets.

As long as he controls the symbiote to possess others, he can control these possessed people like a puppet.

When the symbiote on the tentacles attached to Wesley, Wesley, who was shot through the chest by the bullet, quickly woke up.

The injuries on his body were also completely healed by the symbiosis.

The moment he opened his eyes, Wesley's first reaction was to raise his gun and shoot.

However, he, who was firmly bound by the black tentacles and possessed by the symbiote, couldn't even move his fingers freely, let alone raise his right hand to shoot.

"I'm not a good person, but I'm not a devil either."

"Before you die, I don't mind giving you a chance to recognize your father and son."

…………

boom!
The Destiny textile machine placed in the core area of ​​the textile factory ushered in the end of destruction, and was blown to pieces by Russell with a bomb.

After disposing of the Loom of Destiny, which was regarded as a sacred object by the Brotherhood, Russell left the textile factory through the secret passage in Sloan's study.

Cross and Wesley were dead, as were all the members of the Brotherhood, and the Loom of Destiny was blown up.

The Brotherhood of Killers, an organization that existed for thousands of years, was officially destroyed.

Hell's Kitchen.

The Octopus Detective Agency has been burnt to ruins.

Looking at the firm that accompanied him through his first years as a detective, Russell sighed slightly.

After leaving the textile factory, he took a taxi back to Hell's Kitchen.

On the textile factory side, there will naturally be police to deal with it.

When he came out of the secret passage, he saw a lot of police cars rushing to the textile factory with their sirens blaring.

After recovering the blackened safe from the remains of the burnt bookcase, he began typing in the combination.

Fortunately, he chose a safe with a mechanical combination lock instead of an electronic combination lock.

Otherwise, he might consider dismantling the safe violently now.

click!

Perhaps because the fire did not last very long, the cash and gold coins in the safe were safe.

As soon as he took out the cash and gold coins, the landlord came to the office anxiously.

The landlord is a white man in his 50s named Sean. He is unemployed and earns his living by collecting rent. This building belongs to him.

Unlike other landlords, he is a very interesting guy.

Other landlords will set aside fixed days every month to collect rent.

Sean is different. From the 1st to the 31st, he will collect one or two rents every day.

How much rent is received on the day, and how much is spent on the day.

Repeat the next day.

In his words, it gives him the feeling that he is at work and that every day is a payday.

"Oh my God, this is so bad! I told Susan yesterday that your office is as beautiful as my grandmother's butter cake! I bet she has never seen anything bigger than your office. A better looking detective agency!"

Sean said in his usual exaggerated tone.

By Susan he was referring to his wife.

A Russian woman with a good figure like a Victoria's Secret model when she was young, but a strong figure like a wrestler after she got married.

"Look for someone to redecorate here. Is there any spare room upstairs?"

Russell took out three stacks of cash and put them in Sean's hands.

Sean looked at the cash in his hand, then at Russell, and nodded.

"Before the decoration was completed, I worked on it, and the excess was considered the rent of the room upstairs."

Russell patted Sean on the shoulder, and left the ruined office with the remaining cash and gold coins.

(End of this chapter)

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