New Staff of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Pfft" stabbed the butcher's thigh with a knife, he screamed, then slashed at Wesley's foot with the knife, before it was too late to draw the knife, Wesley jumped up and ducked, then pulled out his pistol for a row. When firing, the butcher did have one hand, lying on the ground constantly waving the knife and sharpening stick in his hands, which were the two things he used the most.

"Ding dong ding dong" blocked three bullets in a row, Wesley pressed his arm and shot directly at his legs, "Damn, I'm going to kill you." The butcher was a little crazy, his body was very fat , so Wesley came up and directly inserted the dagger into his thigh, making him unable to get up for a short time, and then shot and attacked him, but he did not expect that he could block bullets while lying on the ground, so he attacked him the next time. legs.

The butcher was fierce and wanted to get up. At this time, the weapon in his hand was useless. Wesley shot again, all of which hit him in the head. one place.

"Huh" took a deep breath, Wesley breathed a sigh of relief, the butcher is not easy to kill, especially in his territory, but fortunately, he can control his heartbeat through the apple and avoid the first knife of his sneak attack.

The butcher is too strong. Wesley knew this during training that he would not die if a normal knife pierced his body, unless it was the position of the heart, and the power of the pistol was not easy to use. 9mm bullets His lethality is not very sufficient, unless it is a large-caliber 11.43mm pistol such as the M1911, a bullet can open a large hole in the human body.

Wesley replaced a new magazine, and then continued to push forward, pushing open a door in front. This is a small corridor with neat cabinets on both sides, and the other side is the circular archive room. , There are cabinets in the circle here, which block the windows very well. Carlos can't support here, but Wesley is confident that even if the fox doesn't help him, he can kill everyone. As for Sloan, the guy who is afraid of death, he escaped. not going out.

Stepping forward, Wesley came to the other side, the door was open, and he had two 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, so they all hide here."

Sloan walked out and was directly opposite Wesley. "I don't know why you betrayed us and betrayed your own father. Did the 'cross' give you any benefit?"

"Don't say these stupid things, 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 was not my father, and my father was always around me, don't forget My ability has been watched for more than 20 years, will I not feel the slightest? Sloan... Your name appears on the loom of fate, you betrayed the purpose of the Assassin Brotherhood, and you are the **** The one." Wesley took out a piece of cloth and threw it in, knowing no one was looking at it.

A few people flashed from behind the surrounding pillars. They all pointed their pistols at Wesley. "Is it true?" Fox asked, while Sloan took out a folder unhurriedly, and then opened it. He took out a piece of paper and handed it to the gunsmith, "This is your name."

He walked up to the fox again and handed her one, "This is yours." Continuing on, he completely ignored the gun in Wesley's hand, walked straight around and said, "If you think I violated my brother The rules of the meeting, then you can now put the gun in your mouth and pull the trigger." Sloan knew that everyone is afraid of death, even if a few are not afraid, it doesn't matter, now most of them are on his side It's enough, and Wesley's position has not entered, but can he hide in 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. Their mistakes should actually be counted on you."

"So what, we have power, we have great power, we can change the world, let the world run according to our intentions, this is the world of the weak."

"Yes, the strong eats the weak, so you are afraid of my father, so you brought me here. I also know the rules of this 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 at all, look at the tatters here, everything is so outdated, the Assassin Brotherhood is already decaying, otherwise there will be no guys like you, the mission of the loom of destiny has been It's done, the world needs a new order, so here I am, you don't have a chance, Sloan."

"Haha, so many guns are pointed at you, you are surrounded, aren't you?"

"Are you sure?" Wesley laughed, his heartbeat began to quicken, the gun in his hand clenched a little again, and his eyes swept over the target in front of him. Now there are three people who can attack him, and the rest are in Aiming at the sides, he could hear their heartbeats.

The atmosphere became tense, and everyone kept quiet. Now a slight movement or sound may immediately cause a fire. Sloan provoked the fire, "Now is the time for everyone to make up their minds, or kill themselves, Either kill the bastard." Sloan hated Wesley, and there weren't many left in the Brotherhood now.

The gunsmith glanced at Sloan. "Of course he killed the bastard." Wesley moved, and he used his feet to move the wooden doors on both sides. The wooden doors closed, and everyone in the archives shot at once. Holding the wooden door, he kept pulling the trigger, the only exception being the fox.

Sloan backed away the moment he opened fire, and he ran away, leaving the others behind.

The bullets ran out, and when everyone started to change the clips, two grenades were thrown in through the opened gap on the wooden door, and Wesley was above the wooden door. The moment the wooden door closed, he jumped high, The legs stepped on the cabinets on both sides, and then continued upward, the whole body was attached to the ceiling.

Hearing the sound of them changing the clips, he took out two grenades and threw them in. There were two loud bangs, and screams came from inside, followed by gunshots, M1911 gunshots, did the fox make a move? ? Wesley wouldn't trust the fox too much. He jumped down and looked in through the mottled gap in the wooden door. The assassin's door was down. He glanced under them. With the pistol on his forehead, Wesley charged in with the gun raised.