New Staff of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Chapter 22
"Poop" stabbed the butcher in the thigh. He screamed. Then he waved his knife and cut into Wesley''s feet. It was too late to draw the knife. Wesley jumped up and hid directly. Then he pulled out his pistol and fired continuously. The butcher did have one hand. He lay on the ground and waved his knife and sharpening stick, which were the two most used by him at ordinary times.
"Jingle jingle" blocked three bullets in a row. Wesley pressed his arm and shot directly at his legs, "Damn it, I''ll kill you." the butcher was a little crazy. His body was very fat, so Wesley came up and directly inserted a dagger into his thigh to make him unable to get up in a short time, and then shot at him, but he didn''t expect, He lay on the ground and could block bullets, so he attacked his legs again.
The butcher was fierce and wanted to get up directly. At this time, the weapons in his hand were useless. Wesley shot again, all of them hit him in the head, directly smashed his head, and scattered everything on the ground.
"Hoo" take a deep breath. Wesley breathed a sigh of relief. The butcher is not easy to kill, especially on his territory. Fortunately, he can control his heartbeat through apple and avoid the first knife of his sneak attack.
The butcher is too strong. Wesley knew during training that he would not die if a general knife pierced into his body, unless it was in the heart, and the power of the pistol is not easy to use. 9mm bullet is not enough for his lethality, unless it is an 11.43mm large caliber pistol such as M1911. A bullet can open a big hole in the human body.
Wesley replaced a new cartridge clip, then continued to push forward and opened a door in front. Here is a small corridor with neat cabinets on both sides, and on the other side is the circular archives. There are cabinets around here, which well block the windows. Carlos can''t support here, but Wesley is confident, Even if the fox doesn''t help, he can kill everyone. As for Sloan, who is afraid of death, he can''t escape.
As he walked forward, Wesley came to the other side. The door was open. He had two more steps to go in, but he stopped. "Sloan..." Wesley shouted, "come out, I won''t go in. A group of mice are afraid of the sun. They all hide here."
Sloan came out, directly opposite Wesley. "I don''t know why you betrayed us and your father. What good has the cross done you?"
"Don''t say these stupid words. You should know that your trick has been seen through. In fact, I knew from the beginning that the guy who died on the rooftop is not my father, and my father has been around me. Don''t forget my ability. I''ve been watched for more than 20 years. Will I have no feeling at all? Sloan... Your name appears on the destiny loom , you betrayed the purpose of the assassin brotherhood. You''re the damn one. "Wesley took out a cloth and threw it in. He knew no one was going to see it.
Several people flashed behind the surrounding pillars. They all pointed their pistols at Wesley. "Is it true?" the fox asked, while Sloan took it easy to take out a folder, then opened fire, took out a piece of paper and handed it to the gunner, "this is your name."
He went up to the fox again and handed her one. "It''s yours." continuing, he completely ignored Wesley''s gun. After walking around, he said, "if you think I violate the rules of the brotherhood, you can put the gun in your mouth now and pull the trigger." Sloan knew that people are afraid of death, Even if the individual is not afraid, it doesn''t matter. Now most of them stand on his side. Although Wesley''s position doesn''t come in, can he avoid such a narrow corridor?
"Sloan, the reason why their names appear is all because of you. He first violated the arrangement of fate, and they obeyed your orders under unknown circumstances. In fact, their mistakes should be counted on you."
"So what? We have power, we have great power. We can change the world and let the world run according to our intention. This is a world of the jungle."
"Yes, the world of the jungle, so you were afraid of my father and brought me. Similarly, I know the rules of the world, so I chose to come here for training and become a top assassin."
"Then why don''t you join us? If you join us, we will be stronger."
"Because you don''t understand that the world is changing. Look at the rags here. Everything is so old. The assassin brotherhood is already decaying. Otherwise, there won''t be a guy like you. The mission of the destiny loom has been completed and the world needs a new order, so I''m here. Sloan, you don''t have a chance."
"Ha ha, so many guns are pointing at you. You''re surrounded, aren''t you?"
"Are you sure?" Wesley smiled. His heart began to speed up. His gun was clenched again. His eyes swept over the target in front. Now there were three people who could attack him. The rest were cross aiming on both sides. He could hear their heartbeat.
The atmosphere began to get tense, and everyone kept quiet. Now a slight action or sound could immediately cause a fight. Sloan provoked the war. "Now it''s time for everyone to make up their mind, either kill themselves or kill this bastard." Sloan hated Wesley. Now there are not many people left in the brotherhood.
The gunner glanced at Sloan. "Of course he killed the bastard." Wesley moved. He stirred the wooden doors on both sides with his feet. The wooden door closed. Everyone in the archives immediately fired and kept pulling the trigger at the wooden door. The only exception was the fox.
Sloan retreated at the moment of firing. He ran away and left the others.
The bullets ran out. When everyone began to change the cartridge clip, two grenades were thrown in along the open gap on the wooden door, and Wesley was above the wooden door. When the wooden door closed, he jumped up high, his legs stepped on the cabinets on both sides, and then continued to go up, his whole body was considerate on the top of the shed.
When they heard the sound of changing their magazines, they directly took out two grenades and threw them in. "Boom" two loud noises. There was a scream, followed by gunfire, M1911 gunfire. Did the fox start? Wesley wouldn''t trust the fox too much. He jumped down and looked through the mottled gap in the wooden door. The assassin''s door fell down. He took a look under their bodies. The red blood flowed out. While the fox was holding his forehead with a pistol, Wesley raised his gun and rushed in.