[Comprehensive] The Last Assassin

"……What did you say?"

Warren's expression was a little blank for a moment: "I don't seem to understand?"

Shen Qiong didn't seem to need Warren any better, she sighed: "I said, I heard the news, I may be your cousin." After a pause, she asked: "If it is confirmed, Worthington Do you have my shares?"

Warren subconsciously said: "Uncle Sean is my father's cousin, who owns about 5% of the shares. Since he is missing and has no other immediate family members, this part of the shares will also be inherited by me."

After understanding what he explained, Warren frowned and said, "My uncle disappeared when I was very young. Where did he give birth to you?"

"How do I know." Shen Qiong frowned, "He seems to have joined the secret service organization, and it was his colleague who told me about it."

Warren looked at Shen Qiong's expression filled with "this story is well made".

Shen Qiong also felt that this explanation was too far-fetched, so she just kept her own blood: "I also know that this sounds like a story, but there are so many coincidences that I have to believe it. That's why I suggested that we go to Redo a dna test, I even have my blood ready."

After a pause, Shen Qiong said again: "I know this will bother you, and so do I. After all these years have passed, I already have a name, and suddenly I'm telling you about this matter, compared to 'fate' or' Hoax' easier to believe, right?

"I was going to pretend I didn't know, but someone said to me: I can fool everyone but not you.

"You have a right to know.

"So here I am."

Shen Qiong felt that what she had said was already detailed enough, so she got up and planned to leave.However, before she could take two steps, Warren grabbed her hand.

He grasped so hard that Shen Qiong could almost hear the creaking of her wrist bones.

The young man with the same green eyes stared at her: "I believe in 'fate'."

Warren asked, "Do you want to be Elizabeth Worthington?"

Shen Qiong was silent for a long time, and finally said softly: "I don't know."

—I don't want to be Elizabeth Worthington, but I like calling you brother.

—Because you have green eyes similar to mine.

Shen Qiong felt kind when she saw Warren's eyes, so when she faced him, she hardly had much defense, and got along naturally and happily.She guessed that Warren was the same, from strange to familiar, the speed with which his attitude towards Shen Qiong changed was enough to surprise anyone who knew him.

They are very special to each other, and this specialness may have proved this bottle of blood.

Therefore, Shen Qiong probably would not be able to say these words for the rest of her life, because she felt that it was too unfair to Warren.I don't want to take on my past, but want to enjoy the extras that the past has brought me?There is no such good thing in the world.

Warren stared at her, then suddenly let go.

He clenched the bottle of blood tightly in his hand, and Shen Qiong's heart seemed to tighten with the strength of his palm.

However, in the next second, Warren threw the bottle of blood into the trash can.

He stood up, looked at Shen Qiong and said arrogantly: "Isn't the previous report still there? Then it will still be like this."

Shen Qiong was stunned.

Warren is already thinking about other issues: "But Uncle Sean's shares can't be given to you. If you want it, you have to bring the real blood identification report."

Shen Qiong thought about it for a while and thought it made sense.The Worthington family is not listed, so each share appears precious and expensive.To take 5% of the shares from the Worthington family, there is no real report, and it is impossible to go through the procedures.

So Shen Qiong asked: "Can I enjoy the dividend?"

Warren: "...do you have anything else to ask besides that?"

Shen Qiong tilted her head to look at him: "What else can I ask?"

a lot!For example, do you want to be called brother in the future, do you want to move back to live, and do you want to change your name?

Warren looked at Shen Qiong's indifferent face, and finally couldn't say a word, he could only grit his teeth and said: "I think your news is not accurate, you look like a complete Joan Frye, how could it be Uncle Sean?" daughter!"

Shen Qiong said tactfully: "But I told you your uncle's name, you only found out the name by asking someone to check the genealogy."

Warren was so blocked that he couldn't say a word, he was convinced by Shen Qiong, and he completely gave up competing with her on tongues.

Shen Qiong looked at Warren, who was very annoyed by his rude tongue, and pressed the corners of his mouth so as not to make it more obvious. After a while, he thought about another thing.

"By the way, brother, I'm going to Boston to go to school starting next week, do you want to consider going to Boston to practice boxing?"

Warren: "Wait, what are you talking about?"

He couldn't believe it: "Go to school in Boston?"

"What school will accept you?"

Shen Qiong answered seriously: "The seminary."

Warren: "..."

Warren walked away with a blank expression, as if he hadn't seen Shen Qiong.Shen Qiong stood behind him and shouted: "Brother ~ brother ~, remember to pay the bill!"

Master Worthington was about to leave the coffee shop, but he had to turn back because of this sentence, and went back to the cashier to take out his wallet to pay.Shen Qiong looked at him with a dark face that almost scared the cashier lady, and his wings hidden under the windbreaker seemed to be full of impatience.

Shen Qiong stood there watching for a while, and when Warren finished paying the bill and was about to turn around to find her with the bill, she pushed open the window of the hotel without hesitation and jumped out to escape the bill.

Just kidding, just don't stay and pay!

Master Worthington, who was holding the change and the receipt, looked at Shen Qiong's back in shock.He couldn't help but ask, "Who is the one with wings?"

Having said that, Warren walked to the window and saw that Shen Qiong had landed safely, with her hands in her sweater pockets, crossing the road happily.After hesitating for a moment, he still walked towards the dark street.

Caliban's secret stronghold is on the way.Warren casually glanced at the faltering incandescent lamp above the man's head, tossed a scroll and said, "I want a reliable Boston fight bar."

The shrewd businessman smiled happily. While counting the banknotes, he asked, "Is it an honor for Caliban to know what's wrong with this bar now?"

"You know." Caliban opened his eyes with thick dark circles, and smiled treacherously: "Boston is not comparable to the complicated New York."

"Because where my sister is going." Warren raised his chin. "The rest is not your question."

Caliban counted the banknotes and said cheerfully: "Of course, I have also received some news about Master Worthington's sister."

"I almost forgot to congratulate you. I accidentally found your uncle's daughter."

His smile was a little mysterious: "However, it seems that on the face of a regular customer, Caliban still reminds you: Your sister is not a simple person."

Suddenly he changed the subject: "But that's why she is worthy of Worthington, isn't she?"

"——The Worthington family has an angel, so naturally there should be a god of death."

Warren lifted his toes off the ground, and his huge wings obscured the light that fell from the man's head.

Caliban squinted and looked up at the angel in flight.

Then the angel looked down and sneered, "Death, are you talking about me?"

Caliban smiled.

After seeing off Warren, a woman came out behind Caliban's checkout counter, and she tossed a box full of cash at the man.Caliban inspected the goods and was very satisfied.

His eyes did not deviate from the colorful banknotes, and he casually said to the female knight: "You can go back and tell your Lord Mordred that Worthington and Joan Frye are indeed blood-related brothers and sisters, and Worthington cared deeply about her."

"I don't understand what this lord wants to do, but this relationship should be enough for him to move around."

Caliban raised the corners of his mouth, finally looked away, and chanted pointedly: "Look, 'Angel' also wishes her to degenerate into 'Death'."

The mutant broker opened and closed his lips silently, smiling nervously and excitedly.

The Cavaliers recognized the Latin line he had spoken silently—"demons."

I don't know if it means Joan Frye, or Warren Worthington--or the mysterious Mordred?

Probably only God knows.

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Once born and twice cooked.

This time, Shen Qiong felt that the journey to study was much easier than last time.Rejecting the help of Steve Rogers, under the remote guidance of the AI ​​housekeeper Jarvis, Shen Qiong successfully disguised herself as a foreign student who was lucky enough to be admitted: Elena Frye.

Shen Qiong praised Jarvis' ability from the bottom of her heart, but Jarvis only responded to Shen Qiong's gratitude very calmly, and expressed her gratitude for the memory stick she gave.

"I downloaded some household tips in this area, hoping to provide sir with better services."

Shen Qiong said: "Next time I will give you a few, why don't you download some cooking knowledge, I want to eat biscuits."

Jarvis said: "I've never done it before, but I can try it. Thank you for your suggestion, Miss Fry."

Seeing that Shen Qiong had successfully completed the enrollment and was only waiting for class tomorrow, Jarvis, who was temporarily loaned out, said, "Miss Frye, if there are no other questions, I will go into hibernation. If you need help, call me immediately , I'm in your phone."

Shen Qiong and Jarvis arrived.She looked around her single dormitory, lay down on the bed and read the Bible for a while.Until she was sure that she couldn't understand this thing, Shen Qiong followed her own mind and planned to visit the campus, at least to find out where the cafeteria was.

The seminary and the business school are on the same campus, so monks can often be seen passing by students in jeans on the campus.Shen Qiong thought this scene was fresh and interesting, but when she turned her head, she saw a familiar face.

The owner of the face seems to be a famous figure, he is being stopped by his bold schoolgirl, flipping the pages of a brand-new macroeconomics book and asking strange questions.This student was well-bred, but even so, he still maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, answering these questions that even Shen Qiong, a finance student who graduated without a passing mark, found it ridiculous.

Probably because she couldn't think of any more questions, the blond girl simply asked, "Senior Grayson, do you have a girlfriend? What kind of girl do you like?"

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man smiled, and said softly, "I haven't thought about this yet. Mr. Wayne has high expectations of me, and I don't want to disappoint his expectations of me."

As he spoke, he quietly raised his eyes and looked around, looking for a suitable excuse to get out.

So his eyes saw Shen Qiong standing at the intersection.

Instead of her robes, the young Assassin wore a beige hoodie.

With her hood on and her hands in her pockets, she was just about to carve "Eat melon in the front row" into her emerald eyes.

Suddenly, her emerald eyeballs turned and met the young man's blue eyeballs accurately.

The assassin paused.

Before the young man could move, Shen Qiong turned around and ran away!

Shen Qiong: ...What's the situation?Tiaozi chased him to school? !