Chapter 117: The Brotherhood Goes Crazy
A Textile Factory with Ancient History
From a thousand years ago, when the Fraternity was established by several weavers who glimpsed fate, they have always been inseparable from the textile industry.
In normal times, they earned money by weaving cloth, and in special periods, they could use their identity as textile workers as cover.
Therefore, even after Sloan took power, he still didn't abandon this textile factory and continued to use it as the Fraternity's headquarters.
However, the current headquarters was in a state of panic, and even ordinary workers doing logistical work couldn't find peace.
The reason for this situation was entirely due to the super assassin, Cross.
Sloan watched the situation inside the factory with a grim expression; he knew he couldn't let it continue like this.
"Have you confirmed any news about Fox yet?"
Thinking that his plan had died before it even started, and he'd even lost a capable operative, Sloan was so pissed his jaw was clenched.
Hearing Sloan's question, the assistant quickly replied, "No, but what we can confirm is that Fox's chances of survival aren't very high. Her sports car was blown to smithereens, and even her target disappeared with it."
Sloan closed his eyes upon receiving the reply. Although he hadn't received proof of Fox's death, just looking at those explosion photos, he no longer held out hope that Fox was alive.
Such a horrific scene—someone who didn't know better would think these photos were taken in Iraq.
However, seeing that Wesley was also missing, Sloan could confirm that this wasn't Cross's doing, and his attitude toward Cross instantly changed.
"Notify the members in the field to terminate their missions, and recall all the Brothers sent to hunt Cross. We need to talk to him."
"This..." The assistant hesitated slightly; he didn't know whether to follow Sloan's instructions, as it clearly went against the guidance of fate.
But Sloan was prepared. He took out a stack of photos and handed them to the assistant, saying in a grave tone, "This is a new revelation from fate, an unprecedented guidance.
I have a premonition that the sins this person may commit will equal the sum of all the sinners we've eliminated over a thousand years.
In the face of such a great enemy, the threat posed by Cross is insignificant. We even need to use his strength to kill this unprecedented villain together."
The assistant looked at the image printed by the Loom of Fate in the photos, wondering how the loom could possibly print such an image; it seemed completely illogical.
However, as a senior member of the Fraternity, he had unwavering faith in fate, and naturally also trusted Sloan, who was in charge of interpreting fate's guidance.
So, without much hesitation, he took the photos and turned to leave, preparing to find a way to communicate with Cross.
Watching the assistant he'd convinced leave, Sloan pressed his temples in distress.
The threat of Cross, the whereabouts of the mysterious kid, the mandate of fate, and the whereabouts of Fox and Wesley.
These challenges were laid out before him, making Sloan feel like his head was about to explode.
Fortunately, he didn't have to face all these things at once, otherwise, he might really drop dead on the spot.
People's Joys and Sorrows Are Not the Same
While Sloan was in extreme distress, Chris was having a blast.
The beautiful woman teaching marksmanship in person greatly improved the learning efficiency of the Griffin brothers.
Chris, watching from the side, swung his gun, and the bullet shot a perfect arc, hitting the bullseye.
Stewie, seeing this, refused to be outdone and also swung his arm forcefully.
Then, with a 'crack', Stewie's slender, short arm twisted into a weird shape.
"Ah! Fuck! Bitch!"
Stewie furiously cursed at Fox, resentful that she hadn't taught the technique clearly, causing his arm to dislocate.
But anyone with eyes could see that it was all Stewie's fault for overestimating himself and rashly attempting the technique without fully understanding it.
Therefore, Chris watched Stewie wail indifferently, and Wesley pretended not to notice Stewie's situation, practicing his marksmanship on his own.
However, the grin that kid couldn't suppress showed how happy he was deep down.
Meanwhile, Fox, who was about to help Stewie set his arm, paused, raised an eyebrow at Chris, and her eyes asked if she could 'teach' this foul-mouthed baby a lesson.
To this, Chris gave a look that said 'do whatever you want', and then Stewie let out an "Ah!" and immediately passed out from the pain.
Noticing Chris's surprised gaze, Fox explained, "The arm's been reset. This method is the fastest, but it hurts like hell."
Chris understood her meaning; she simply wanted to use this to discipline Stewie's potty mouth and make him shut up.
So Chris wasn't surprised by Fox's rough handling, but rather by how much humanity this act restored in Stewie.
The emotional reaction generated in that instant of violent bone-setting immediately made Stewie's previously flat emotions surge, and his weakened feelings were instantly maxed out, directly curing that baby's problem.
Examining the unconscious Stewie, Chris maliciously thought that if Stewie ever fell into such an emotionally low state again, he could try this method to awaken his humanity.
Thinking this, Chris stealthily crouched down, then extended his two thick fingers.
"Ah ah ah!"
The prone Stewie instantly woke up in pain, opening his mouth to curse, "What the fuck are you doing!"
Chris sensed Stewie's boiling emotions, released his fingers expressionlessly, and slowly moved his body, trying to get out of Stewie's line of sight.
But Stewie wasn't an idiot, and Chris's massive figure couldn't be ignored.
So Stewie glared fiercely at Chris, ceaselessly scolding, "Are you insane? Why did you pinch me? What are you doing now? Copying that moron Peter and dodging a scolding? Is he brain-damaged, and so are you? Fuck you!"
"Hahaha."
Fox looked at this pair of lively brothers and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Then, realizing her mistake, she suppressed her laughter and said, "Sorry, please continue."
Hearing this half-assed apology, Stewie instantly shifted his anger, fixing his gaze on Fox, who had made him look like an idiot.
"Ahem. Continue? Which kind of continue do you want me to do? Continue cursing out Chris to perform a circus act for you? Bitch!"
Stewie huffily stood up and quickly walked in front of Fox. Just as he was about to retaliate, he was then stunned by the unique view before him.
"Holy shit! I've never experienced this angle before, it's absolutely magnificent!"
Those smooth, mile-long legs made Stewie think of a skyscraper, and those round, perfect spheres were like the prize after reaching the top floor.
Coupled with the extraordinarily beautiful face of this smoking hot woman, Stewie couldn't help but curse enviously, "Chris, you lucky bastard!"
However, Stewie's infatuated look appeared particularly adorable in Fox's eyes.
It was like a sleepy baby, making one want to pinch his cheeks at first glance.
It was only because Fox was an assassin who killed without batting an eye that she asked, not quite understanding, "What's wrong with this little baby? Does he want a nap?"
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