The End of Marvel's Seraph

"Hi! How are you?"

Qianxiao looked at Wesley and asked.

Wesley also recognized Qian Xiao in front of him and nodded blankly.

When the fox saw Qian Xiao suddenly appearing, he was stunned for a second, then he aimed at Qian Xiao and pulled the trigger in his hand.

Qian Xiao didn't panic and quickly poured spiritual energy into her eyes.

In an instant, Qian Xiao's eyes turned dark blue, and the high-speed bullets also slowed down in his eyes.

Waving the Ajuramaru, Qianxiao danced a dense sword light in front of her, blocking the fox's bullet.

Then, Qian Xiao swung the knife and rushed towards the fox without hesitation.

Fox looked at Qian Xiao who was rushing towards him, and raised the gun in his hand to block it in front of him in slight panic. But Qianxiao turned around and moved sideways to the fox's side when she reached the fox.

The fox turned to look at Qianxiao. Qianxiao raised the knife in his hand expressionlessly, then swung it down and cut off the fox's gun-holding arm.

"Ahhh!"

The fox covered the wound of his broken arm with a painful look on his face and backed away.

"You see, fate is not invincible! I have always believed this."

Qianxiao walked towards the fox with a knife, intending to cut off her head completely.

"You know? In fact, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The fox suddenly raised his head, looked into Qian Xiao's eyes and said something without thinking.

"what?"

Qian Xiao was stunned for a moment when the roar of a helicopter engine suddenly reached Qian Xiao's ears and expanded rapidly.

"not good!"

Just as Qian Xiao was about to take action, a dense rain of bullets shot into the carriage, followed by a violent explosion, and a large hole was blown out of the side of the carriage.

Taking advantage of Qianxiao's opportunity to dodge, the fox suddenly jumped out of the gap and grabbed the rope ladder hanging under the helicopter.

"You are strong! But you still have to die here today!"

The fox drill hanging on the rope ladder shouted to Qianxiao.

"You still can't resist fate! And this is fate!"

Listening to the fox's speech, Qian Xiao spat in displeasure, "Tch! So when you were planning the cross, did you also plan for me early in the morning?"

Unwilling to be reconciled, Qian Xiao rushed to the gap and waved out a black blade, flying towards the fox in mid-air.

But the attack launched by the helicopter made the entire carriage tremble. Qianxiao's attack was deflected at the critical moment, and it just touched the fox and made a gash in her abdomen.

The door of the plane was opened, and the [Gunsmith] carried an individual missile and aimed it at the train.

In the violent explosion of the missile, the train made a heart-wrenching twisting sound. Then, the entire carriage fell directly off the cliff.

Qianxiao kept rolling in the falling car and kept hitting the wall of the car.

But fortunately, the cliffs on both sides under the railway bridge were getting narrower. After more than ten seconds, the falling carriage was caught by the narrow cliff and stopped in mid-air.

Only then did Qian Xiao get a chance to get up and take a breath, but hearing the sound of the helicopter gradually growing in her ears, Qian Xiao knew she couldn't stay long. Looking down from the gap, there seems to be water at the bottom of the cliff. Qian Xiao grabbed the cross body and the dazed Wesley and threw them out from the gap.

Looking at the approaching helicopter, Qian Xiao hesitated several times while holding the knife, and tried it eagerly several times. But thinking of the machine guns on the helicopter and the individual missiles in the opponent's hands, Qianxiao finally suppressed her anger and decided not to fight them head-on.

Giving a strong middle finger to the rapidly approaching helicopter, Qian Xiao also jumped out of the gap.

There was a small river below the cliff. When she first entered the water, the cold water made Qianxiao shiver.

After finding the two people who fell into the river first, Qian Xiao dragged the cross and the unconscious Wesley ashore.

"Come out! I know you're here!"

After hearing Qian Xiao's words, a white-haired old man came out of the hiding place. It was Pekovsky who Wesley was looking for at the beginning.

The old man didn't seem to be surprised by Qian Xiao's sudden appearance. He just walked up to Qian Xiao, took off his hat, bowed, and saluted Qian Xiao.

After rubbing her hair that was still dripping, Qian Xiao pointed to the two people at her feet.

"The cross can't be saved! This is Wesley, his son. Take him back! Teach him what to do."

Pekovski bowed again, "Thank you again for saving Wesley, and thank you for your help with the cross. Thank you, sir."

"no!"

Qianxiao waved his hand, "I just happen to have a conflict with the Assassin Brotherhood. If I hadn't promised this bastard's father, I would have cut off his head with a knife right now."

After that, Qian Xiao also kicked Wesley who was lying on the ground.

Pekovaski took away both the cross and Wesley.

After sitting there for a while, Qian Xiao also stood up and left.

Enduring her exhaustion, Qianxiao returned to her restaurant in New York overnight. Standing at the door of the restaurant, looking up at the big plaque above her head, Qian Xiao smiled, and her heart was filled with a feeling of relaxation.

This should be... the feeling of going home, right?

not bad!

After washing and resting, Qian Xiao's restaurant opened as usual the next day.

Qianxiao's restaurant now has a certain reputation in the neighborhood, and customers will soon come to the door. Qianxiao stood in the open kitchen, skillfully cooking various dishes for the diners, and then happily looked at the satisfied smiles on their faces.

Occasionally when there was no one in the store, Qian Xiao would sit on the bar, make herself a pot of tea, or open a bottle of wine, sipping from the cup while looking at the busy traffic outside the store in a daze.

The days passed like this, if you don't count Qianxiao wandering around the city at night fighting criminals. Then he is a standard heartless ordinary boy who lives happily.

This morning, when Qian Xiao just opened the door of the restaurant and turned the sign hanging on the door handle to "Open", a domineering and extended Rolls-Royce parked in front of the restaurant.

"Dad! This is what I told you. My classmates all said it was delicious when they came here, so I wanted to bring you to try it!"

The car door opened, and a handsome teenager jumped out of the car and pulled a middle-aged man out of the car.

"Harry, how many times have I told you, don't be so fussy."

Although the middle-aged man looked a little cold, his eyes were very gentle when he looked at his son. The words he spoke were lessons, but more like a joke between father and son.

"I can't wait any longer! Harry, why are you still in the car? Come on down, we're going to eat!"

The handsome boy named Harry poked his head into the car and urged the people in the car.

After more than ten seconds, a boy with fair skin but thin body and timid appearance walked out of the car. It seemed that he was not used to being in public. As soon as he got out of the car, he shyly hid behind his father.