The End of Marvel's Seraph

"I don't agree!"

Sloan was obviously unwilling. As Qian Xiao gradually approached, his expression became distorted.

"I once loyally obeyed the guidance of fate and worked conscientiously to deal with those who were rejected by fate, but why? Why did fate tease me like this? Why was it me in the end!"

Sloan angrily threw the empty pistol to the ground and roared to Qianxiao:

"Do you know how painful it is to be personally rejected by the fate you follow!"

"Then I'm really sorry, I didn't know!"

Qianxiao couldn't understand Sloan's mood, and he didn't bother to understand it. Instead, he felt like teasing Sloan.

"But maybe this is fate?"

"You want to say it's ironic? It's ironic indeed! But that's fate, isn't it?"

Sloan knelt on the ground in despair, his expression dull and his eyes dull.

Qian Xiao held the knife and walked up to Sloan.

"Is there really no second option?" Sloan murmured.

"How could it be possible?"

Qian Xiao sighed, "Hey, let me tell you, you are the leader of an ancient organization after all. Can you have some courage? You..."

Suddenly, while Qian Xiao was speaking, Sloan pulled out the dagger from his sleeve and stabbed Qian Xiao suddenly.

But Qian Xiao reacted, raised her leg and kicked Sloan's arm, knocking the dagger away.

"It's useless."

Qian Xiao stepped on Sloan's face and raised the knife to stab him.

Suddenly, Qian Xiao's hair suddenly exploded! A warning of danger appeared in Qian Xiao's heart. Qian Xiao quickly put the knife in front of her and released her spiritual energy to create a barrier in front of her.

A violent explosion exploded in front of Qian Xiao. Qian Xiao flew out, fell to the ground, and rolled several times.

In the sky, a helicopter hovered.

In the cabin of the helicopter, armed men of unknown origin threw away their empty rocket launchers, turned a machine gun, and poured out a dense rain of bullets towards Qianxiao.

At the same time, a team of people descended from the helicopter and brought back Sloan, who was knocked unconscious by the explosion.

"Don't even think about leaving!"

Qian Xiao really didn't expect that someone would come to save Sloan, and she immediately wanted to rush up and kill Sloan. But the dense rain of bullets was like the whip of death, hitting the ground hard, forcing Qianxiao to defend with all her strength.

The helicopter carrying Sloan turned around and evacuated quickly. Qian Xiao slashed out a sharp blade, but it was dodged by the helicopter pilot's emergency maneuver.

Seeing the helicopter getting smaller and smaller in her field of vision, Qianxiao suddenly felt regretful that she shouldn't have talked nonsense with Sloan.

When Qian Xiao was irritable, a sound breaking through the air suddenly came from the distance. A missile came out of the helicopter's blind spot and hit the helicopter.

A huge fireball suddenly rose from the sky, and the shock wave of the explosion shattered a large area of ​​glass in the surrounding buildings. The firelight reflected in Qianxiao's eyes, and the wind stirred up by the shock wave even blew onto Qianxiao's face, messing up his hair.

Just when Qian Xiao was half surprised and half confused, his phone rang.

"Good morning! Man, do you look like you need help?" As soon as Qian Xiao answered the phone, an angry voice came from the phone.

"Tony?"

Qian Xiao was very surprised by this call.

"Did you do that... just now?"

"Ah~ha! Surprise?"

Listening to the suppressed pride in Tony's words, Qianxiao could even imagine his expression at this moment. However, Qian Xiao still said sincerely: "Of course! It's really a surprise. You were a big help! Man."

"It's okay, just remember that you owe me two meals."

"Why two meals?"

"Nonsense, of course it has to be two meals! The cutie who just rescued the scene with outstanding performance is my personal belongings. It has been specially treated and will never be found out. One meal is not worth it." Tony was on the phone. He said cheerfully.

"Okay, deal! You greedy guy! You make it sound like you paid for dinner at my place." Qian Xiao laughed and cursed into the phone.

"Oh, that has to be calculated separately."

"By the way, Tony, do you know who those people were just now?"

After Qian Xiao raised the question, Tony's originally triumphant voice suddenly turned cold, "I don't know yet, and I can't find out."

Qian Xiao frowned slightly after listening to Tony's words.

"Okay, I understand. Let's talk when we get back."

In less than a minute after Qian Xiao hung up the phone, a luxury sports car drove from a distance and stopped smoothly in front of Qian Xiao.

The door opened automatically, but there was no one in the driver's seat.

But Qian Xiao was not surprised. She patted the dust on her clothes and sat directly in the passenger seat.

"Jarvis?"

"I'm here, Mr. Qianxiao." A magnetic mechanical electronic sound sounded in the car, "Do you need me to take you home now?"

Lying on the comfortable leather seat, Qian Xiao gave the instruction, "No need for now, find me a supermarket. There are not many things in the restaurant refrigerator."

"Understood, we have planned a route for you."

The sports car drove onto the road, blended into the traffic, and gradually drove away, leaving only the mess on the ground of the old castle behind it.

From now on, there will be no Assassin Brotherhood in the world.

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In a large office, the lights are dim.

In the silence, the door of the office was opened, and a strong figure walked in, walked to the desk, and said respectfully:

"The operation failed!"

Behind the huge desk, the chair with its back to the room turned around, and an almost majestic black figure stood up.

One of the shadow's arms stretched out from the darkness. The giant hand was almost as thick as an ordinary person's waist. He pressed the smoking cigar held in his fingers into the ashtray on the desk.

"Ok?"

With a cold snort, the temperature in the office suddenly dropped several degrees out of thin air, and even the air seemed to become heavier.

"Someone intervened! They destroyed our plane with a missile." The standing figure explained nervously.

"Who?"

A brief syllable sounded from the darkness.

"No...not found. There is no trace of that missile."

"what!"

The half-retracted hand suddenly made a fist and hit the tabletop of the desk. The thick desk was suddenly smashed in half.

The standing figure wanted to explain something, but the tall figure behind the desk just waved his hand to stop him.

"get out!"

The men opened the door and left as if fleeing. The black shadow walked out from behind the desk and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window is the bustling New York City. The bright lights at night illuminate the city even brighter than during the day. The neon lights and shadows densely scattered throughout the city release an eerie light, reflecting between the high-rise buildings and illuminating the tall people in front of the window. Mountain-like figures.

A white suit, an elegant cane, a bold and huge ring, and the ferocious muscles faintly visible on his neck.

As the neon reflected on his bald head, the figure stepped back and walked back into the darkness.