A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

From any perspective, the butcher has no chance of losing.

“Let’s collect the bloodstains here for comparison first,” White Dove said. “If it’s confirmed to be the butcher’s, then we’ll go find that FBI agent.”

"Where is the owner?" the repairman asked, intending to inquire with the owner first.

White Dove thought for a moment and said, "The Butcher's plan doesn't mention this person, so I don't recommend making him the primary target."

The repairman frowned. If it were just him, the shop owner would be finished, but there were two of them, and he couldn't so blatantly break the Brotherhood's rules.

"In that case, let's go."

……

The next morning, as usual, Fatty Jeff arrived at the cold storage to prepare for the day's business. However, when he saw the bullet holes in the wall, his expression changed drastically.

Ring ring~

Cao Gui answered the phone, and the fat man's hurried voice came from the other end:

"Damn, something's happened! The bullets from the bullet holes in the cold storage are gone! Someone came here!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Gui couldn't help but smirk. Good heavens, another customer has come knocking.

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Chapter 15 When people are pushed to the limit, they're capable of anything.

No. 17 Textile Factory

Sloan frowned deeply; his already wrinkled old face was now so contorted it could trap several flies.

In front of him were the doves and the items collected by the repairman, as well as a DNA test report that clearly stated the bloodstains the repairman returned belonged to the butcher.

In other words, the Butcher is really dead, and he has lost another key assassin.

"Damn it..."

Sloan rubbed his temples. The worst news had come. He had originally thought that this junior FBI agent was just an ant that he could crush with a step, and that he only took action because he didn't like him.

But unexpectedly, this ant actually had the strength to kill a core Brotherhood assassin single-handedly.

This is really... like kicking a hornet's nest!

He had no choice but to react. If he forced himself to suppress it and didn't take the butcher's life seriously, he would have to be careful that the assassins he kept might enter his bedroom that night.

“Repairman, White Dove,” Sloan said. “Continue your operation. Capture them alive if you can, otherwise kill them and bring the bodies back.”

"But remember! Everything must be done with your own safety as the top priority. I don't want to lose any more comrades, and the Brotherhood cannot afford to lose two more core assassins."

"Yes, Chief!" White Dove and the Repairman replied solemnly.

The Brotherhood is now in turmoil, with the traitor Cross hunting down its own members from within, and the FBI watching closely from the outside. If any losses occur, it will be truly dangerous.

"Go ahead, and be careful."

……

Midtown College

Two boys walked out of the teaching building together.

"Cao, I still don't quite understand Lebesgue integration. Could you explain it again?" Little Green Goblin Harry followed Cao Gui, constantly asking questions.

Cao Gui rolled his eyes: "Buddy, Lebesgue integration isn't something that can be explained in a few words. I need to go back now, and this stuff is way beyond the curriculum. Your calculus grades aren't bad, so why do you need to learn this stuff?"

"Then why did you study it?" Harry rolled his eyes back. "And why are you better at it than me?"

"Can't I do it if I want to?" Cao Gui said irritably. If Gwen hadn't used this thing to mock me a while ago, would I have wasted so much energy?

“How about this, I’ll drive you home, you can sit in my car, and we can talk in the car,” Harry suggested.

"No, I won't ride in a Rolls-Royce, I'll get kidnapped," Cao Gui complained. "Tomorrow, I'll talk about it when I'm at school."

“…Okay.” Harry shrugged. Since Cao Gui said so, he simply put down the troublesome integral problem and stopped worrying about it. There was no point in rushing it.

When people are pushed to their limits, they'll do anything, not just math problems, but also physics problems... oh, and chemistry problems too.

After watching Cao Gui get into a taxi, Harry got into his own Rolls-Royce.

“You seem to have a good relationship with him,” Norman Osborn said, looking at his son.

Norman Osborn is currently just a businessman and scientist, known for his refined manners and easygoing nature; he has not yet evolved into the villainous Green Goblin.

“Not bad,” Harry said. “His name is Cao. I don’t know what’s going on, but his grades have become exceptionally good lately, leaving everyone else far behind.”

“Oh? The best one?” Norman asked. His company was a technology company and valued top talent.

"No, the best one is Gwen."

“I know this girl. She’s Chief George Stacy’s daughter. I’ve met her once before.”

"Yes, it's her."

"..."

The father and son chatted casually about school as the car gradually drove towards their villa.

On the other side, in the rental car, Cao Gui's eyes were like lightning as he carefully observed the driver's every move. Only after confirming that the driver posed no threat did he slowly relax.

The reason he didn't want Harry to take him back to his apartment was simple: the Brotherhood's threat was still there. On the one hand, he wasn't sure he could protect the Green Goblin; on the other hand, what if Harry's bodyguards were strong enough to steal his life?

So it's best not to let him get involved in this mess.

The taxi drove on, and soon took Cao Gui to his destination. Cao Gui was a little dazed. If the other party wanted to kill him, then that stretch of road was definitely the best opportunity.

Cao Gui was prepared for a street shootout, and he had even mentally prepared himself to ask the FBI for help, but... where is he? Could he have chickened out?

Cao Gui went upstairs with a heart full of doubts. In any case, the Brotherhood had not made a move.

Since they didn't come, he could continue cultivating. Anyway, with the paper drawing in hand, those assassins wouldn't be able to end his life immediately, so he, Cao, wasn't worried about a sudden attack.

Thinking this, Cao Gui had already arrived at his door, but just as he took out his key to open the door, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Cao Gui's hair, which had been caught in the crack of the door, has disappeared!

Someone has been in his apartment!

"System, exchange and equip character card: Bucky."

[To exchange for the Bucky character card, the host needs to spend 150 merit points. Please confirm.]

"confirm!"

[Host equipped with character card: Bucky, effective for 300 seconds]

That mysterious feeling spread throughout his body again. Cao Gui flicked his finger, and his finger detached from his body, floating in the air, bending and curving with Cao Gui's thoughts.

He hadn't lost control of his fingers; it was a strange feeling. This was the first time Cao Gui had exchanged for a character card with a Devil Fruit.

But now is not the time for sentimentality. Cao Gui flipped his hand, and a military knife appeared. He swung it horizontally and slashed it across his own head.

Instantly, a piece of "head" as thin as a cicada's wing fell off. Cao Gui raised an eyebrow, swung his knife again, and sliced ​​off several more pieces of "head."

Under Cao Gui's control, these "head pieces" moved slowly, passing through the small gap between the door and the floor, and entered the room.

Before long, all the "head pieces" gathered in the room, floating 1 to 2 centimeters off the ground, looking like an automatic sweeping machine.

But if you look closely, you'll see that this "sweeping robot" has a pair of human eyes.

Cao Gui blinked, moving cautiously to search the room for any potential dangers.

Sure enough, at the corner between the living room and the kitchen, there were two people standing on the left and right, a man and a woman.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be someone from the Brotherhood!

……

Half an hour ago!

The repairman and White Dove easily pried open Cao Gui's door; the simple lock was no match for the two assassins.

The two exchanged a glance and began searching Cao Gui's apartment. To their shock, apart from a large amount of food scraps, the repairman and the white dove found nothing unusual, not even any weapons.

"This guy... is he really an FBI agent?"

The repairman flipped through Cao Gui's book, looking puzzled. The entire layout of the room suggested that the owner was a middle school student, who didn't seem like the expert who could take down the butcher.

"It is indeed a bit strange." Bai Ge frowned, her gentle face showing the same puzzled expression.

"Never mind that, let's get started." The repairman said, unpacking his large bag and beginning to prepare himself.

The Glock 18, a submachine gun, is a high-powered close-combat weapon. In such a confined space, the high-precision, long-wind-recognition gunfighting technique is not suitable.

In addition, the repairmen also brought out a huge net gun. Their primary objective was to capture Cao Gui alive, and their secondary objective was to kill him.

On the other side, White Dove carried a Benelli M4 combat shotgun on her back, but in her hand she held a modified Taser stun gun.

This was specially prepared for butchers; once electrocuted, even a butcher's physical strength would not be able to withstand the simultaneous discharge of feces and urine.

All preparations are complete; now it's just a matter of waiting for the prey to come to us!

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Chapter 16 Combat power is inversely proportional to hair volume

Click, click, click.

The sound of footsteps grew louder as they approached.

Clang clang~

That was the sound of a key rattling. The repairman and White Dove exchanged a glance, nodded silently, and tightened their grip on their weapons.

The opponent was able to defeat the butcher in close combat, so their strength should not be underestimated. Therefore, they must hit the target with one blow, or they will face a fierce counterattack from the enemy.

Thinking of this, their palms involuntarily became slightly sweaty, however...

Wait, why does it take so long to open the door?

The repairman narrowed his eyes. Had the enemy discovered him?

He reacted quickly, noticing the unusual situation. He immediately put away his net gun and picked up his Glock 18, with its extended magazine of thirty rounds, which was enough to make him invincible!

Seeing this, White Dove tacitly put down the Taser and held the Benelli M4 to her chest. Since she couldn't capture him alive, she would kill him!

But then, the clanging of the key rang out again, this time accompanied by the sound of the lock cylinder turning.

The repairman was taken aback. Had the other person not noticed him?