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Chapter 83 Crossfire (First Order)

At this moment, inside the textile factory, the atmosphere is somewhat delicate.

In front of them, there was a dead body at this time.

The owner of this corpse was Wesley, their exclusive tool man specially produced for the cross.

Originally, in Sloan's plan, they wanted to use the remaining family affection and scruples of the cross to train the son of the cross, Wesley, and then use him to kill the betrayed cross.

But who would have thought.

Last night, Cross himself shot and killed his only son, Wesley.

This is undoubtedly bad news for them.

From now on, they no longer have any hole cards against the cross.

And the cross that killed his only son by shooting and eliminated his last trace of weakness with his own hands also cut off the last trace of his humanity.

Such a cross, without a doubt, would become even more terrifying.

And almost certainly.

Forced by them to kill his only son, Cross, he will definitely launch a crazy revenge on the textile factory.

With the opponent's strength, next, the Assassin Brotherhood will be in big trouble.

"Damn."

After Sloan, the leader of the Assassin Brotherhood, cursed sullenly, he looked at the repairman and the pharmacist in the office and the eight regular employees who knew how to throw spears, and said, "Have you been notified?"

Firefox Fox nodded.

"I have asked all the members who went out to perform tasks to suspend the tasks in hand and return to the textile factory."

The gunsmith also said after hearing the words: "I have also arranged manpower at various positions in the textile factory. Once the cross dares to appear, dozens of guns will shoot together, and it will definitely smash him into a sieve."

The butcher at the side played with the butcher knife in his hand, and said coldly: "I'm afraid that he won't show up, but he intends to consume us bit by bit."

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.

The textile manufacturers have a big business, even if they keep them in vain for ten or eight years, they will be fine.

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

At this time, the pharmacist standing at the end of the crowd moved his mouth a few times, just as he was about to speak.

boom!
Accompanied by a violent explosion, the gate of the textile factory, which was like a city gate, broke down in an instant.

Boom!
The fragments of the gate were flung in like a bullet being ejected from the chamber.

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

Sloan, Firefox Fox and others heard the sound and looked out of the window instantly.

At this time, fierce gunshots were heard from all over the textile factory, and the gushing flames seemed to want to engulf the truck that broke through the gate.

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

The trembling pharmacist looked out the window at the rats rushing out of the truck, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he shouted: "Be careful, those rats have bombs on them..."

Boom boom boom!
Almost at the same time as the pharmacist's words fell, some of the bullets slanted out just landed on some mice with bombs strapped to their bodies, and then detonated the bombs in advance.

next second.

The successive explosions sounded crazily in the textile factory.

While the textile factory was bombed one after another, it was in chaos.

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

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Just as the textile factory was in chaos.

According to the tip in the crystal ball, I found the address of this textile factory on the Internet, and arrived at Aylin and Gwen near the textile factory by car.

He was startled by the sudden explosion.

Immediately afterwards, they heard deafening gunshots from the textile factory.

This level of firepower directly changed the faces of Ayrin and Gwen.

"Something happened."

Ayrin whispered something, and pulled Gwen back quickly.

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

Such a fierce firepower confrontation almost surpassed the firepower of a New York police station.

How can a textile factory with such powerful firepower be a simple textile factory?

Hearing the deafening gunshot not far away, Gwen shook her head and said:

"No, I can't go, I want to tell Dad what happened here!"

Speaking of which, Gwen took out her mobile phone, ran to the corner and called George.

When Gwen made the phone call, Aylin frowned slightly as he watched the gunshots not far away, but in fact, the gunshots were rapidly weakening at the textile factory.

what happened?

The speed at which the cross eliminated the killers in the textile factory was much faster than Ayrin's divination.

Go down at this speed.

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

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

But in that case, no matter what the result is, Ayrin's plan will not be easy to carry out.

"Sure enough, isn't divination omnipotent?"

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

While she was not paying attention, he deliberately walked up to her and snapped his fingers.

"Clap!"

Utilize the hypnotic techniques in Mahamudra.

After planting a psychological hint for Gwen to stay in place and hide, Aylin took advantage of Gwen's inattention and quietly ran towards the textile factory where the gunshots were fading away not far away.

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Through continuous divination before, he found the exit of the secret escape passage hidden in Mr. X's memory. Ayrin, wearing 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.

Aylin found that the interior of the textile factory was filled with gunpowder smoke.

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

"Who?"

After walking a few steps, Aylin heard a low shout, followed by a bullet that quickly shot into the cabinet where Aylin was hiding just now.

Relying on the agility of the clown, Ayrin dodged and easily dodged the bullet that exploded, and his wrist flicked.

Throw the gun!

The bullet was fired instantly!

"boom!"

The bullet drew a graceful arc in the air, directly crossed the obstacle in front of Ayrin, and then blasted into the head of the killer who shot Ayrin.

After being promoted to the Joker, Ayrin can already successfully use the unique skill of the Assassin Brotherhood, the arc ballistic technique.

(End of this chapter)