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Firefox Fox entered the office and immediately closed the door.

The gunsmith and the others who were working not far away glanced at this in surprise, and then lowered their heads and said:

“It seems that our Miss Killer mission has failed!”

“Shh, whisper!”

The fat butcher poked his probe and whispered a reminder

“If you want to find death, don’t hold me! And this matter concerns the entire mutual aid society, watch out for the cross to find you first! ”

“Cut, who is afraid of whom! I’m a logistician anyway. ”

The gunsmith retorted with dissatisfaction.

But his voice was obviously much smaller, obviously without confidence.

The name of the cross is like the sword of Damoli.

If this person is not eliminated for a day, all of them will not be peaceful, but it is a pity that they do not even have the courage to do it.

In the entire mutual aid association, only Firefox Fox can deal with Carlos.

Firefox is second only to Carlos in the Mutual Aid Society.

And, of course, their leader, Sloane.

None of them had ever seen Sloan’s true strength, and those who had seen it were three meters tall.

“Oh, believe you a ghost!”

The butcher smiled disdainfully and mocked

“When you die, I will push you into the stove with my own hands, and then don’t just have a mouth that has not been burned to ashes.”

“You bastard!”

The gunsmith was so angry that he almost fought the butcher on the spot.

This guy is still so disgusting to talk.

But before he could act, the office with the closed door in the distance suddenly opened, and Firefox walked out of it with an indifferent expression.

The gunsmith paused and subconsciously turned his head to look at Firefox Fox.

But he didn’t see the slightest difference in the other party’s face.

“Hey, Firefox, you…”

The weak-hearted gunsmith smiled and wanted to say hello.

He was afraid that what he had just said would be heard by Firefox, and then he might wake up one day and ‘accidentally’ missing a part on his body.

The butcher also squeezed out a smile, and his heart was no less than that of a gunsmith.

But Firefox Fox didn’t look at them.

She walked straight down to the second floor, quickly left the mutual aid base, and rode her motorcycle towards New York City in the night.

In the name of reporting on a mission, she tempted Sloane.

In the face of some of the questions she asked, Sloan’s answer was seamless, which once made her suspect that she was a gentleman’s belly with a villain’s heart.

If it had been before, she would definitely feel ashamed and then strengthen her mind.

But today she was aware of Sloan’s abnormality.

The overly perfect answer is Sloan’s biggest flaw!

Firefox Fox, who felt more and more confused, decided to find Lin Fan again, and the other party definitely had a lot of things to tell her.

Maybe from Lin Fan!

She can find the truth behind it all!

[Ding, Firefox Fox favorability increased, current favorability: 19%! ] 】

Second floor, inside the office.

Sloane, who was full of gray hair but in good spirits, stood silently by the windowsill.

He looked at the departing back of Firefox Fox.

“Hey, why bother?”

After a long time, Sloan let out a long sigh.

A killing intent quietly emerged.

As the leader of the mutual aid society, Firefox’s small movements were all seen by him.

Even he knew very well that Firefox was testing him just now.

Obviously, something happened during the party’s mission this time, and all this may be related to the King of Assassins.

“Carlos, Carlos, you really deserve to be the king of assassins!”

Whispering, Sloan walked slowly back to the couch.

He casually picked up the phone he was sitting on and dialed it.

“Come to the Holy Land!”

Hanging up, Sloan walked straight out of the office to the deepest part of the textile mill.

There’s an old loom running quietly.

Looking at the loom, Sloan flashed a different color in place, and then picked up the quill and cloth pieces on the table next to him.

He leaned over and fiddled with the silk cloth on the loom, like a diligent old farmer.

With one hand fiddling with the silk cloth, he recorded something with a pen in the other.

Not long after, two men walked back and forth, looking at Sloan with reverence… Loom next to it.

As members of the Mutual Aid Society, this loom was regarded by them as a symbol of God!

The prophecy of the loom was also taken as an article of faith by them!

Whoever prophesied by the loom, whether the other party is a powerful or a celebrity, even the head of a country, they will destroy each other without fear of death.

Because those people will all endanger the security of the world and must be eliminated in advance!

Kill one, save hundreds!

This is their faith, and this is their faith!

Squeak!

Squeak!

The sound of the loom was faint, but it was clear in the silence of the room.

Sloan didn’t seem to notice the arrival of the two men.

He fiddled with the silk cloth until a series of letters were recorded on the cloth, and then stood up and looked at the two.

“Chief, are you looking for us?”

Meeting Sloan’s gaze, the two spoke in unison.

Their bodies couldn’t help but tense, and their expressions of reverence became solemn.

These two are the elite members of the mutual aid society.

Sniper drunkard!

Fighter Moritsu!

Don’t look at them as the top assassins in the Mutual Aid Society.

But when they faced Sloane, they still felt a death threat, and the other party was like a hidden bullet.

As long as they dare to make any changes, they will be greeted by a thunderous blow!

“The prophecy of fate has come again!”

Sloan didn’t respond, but instead raised the cloth to himself.

His tone was like the devil with demagoguery.

But to the ears of others, it is like the voice of God, guiding the direction of confused believers.

“Firefox Fox!”

Sloan spat out a name lightly and said in a deep voice

“The name of Firefox appears on the loom! She has betrayed the Mutual Aid Society, departed from the Assassin’s Creed, and betrayed her faith! ”

“This is blasphemy against God!”

“I hope you can take action to eliminate rebellion and maintain the majesty of God!”

At the end, Sloan’s tone was unassailable.

“！！！”

The drunkard and Sentai looked shocked, and said heavily:

“In the name of God, purge rebellion!”

….