A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

"Of course, it's wonderful."

Wesley couldn't suppress his smile, but a gust of cold wind cooled him down somewhat.

"Wait here, I'll go find a car." Firefox kissed Wesley on the cheek again, making his blood boil once more.

Watching the Fiery Fox depart, Wesley chuckled to himself, "Oh my god, that was so exciting, I need to rest for a bit."

Wesley staggered and sat down on a trash sofa by the roadside. Looking at the two mice playfully fighting on the floor, Wesley couldn't help but recall the scene from earlier, and he couldn't help but chuckle again.

However, at that moment, a feeling of unease welled up in his heart; someone was watching him!

Wesley looked up and saw a figure standing quietly under the light rail bridge. But in the flickering light, Wesley clearly recognized that it was the middle-aged bearded man who had tried to kill him in the supermarket, his "father's killer" Cross!

"Shit!"

Without thinking, Wesley raised his hand and fired a shot.

boom!

Cross reacted extremely quickly, firing the same shot at Wesley. The two bullets collided in mid-air, deformed, and finally fell helplessly to the ground.

Cross gave Wesley a deep look, then turned and ran.

"FCUK!"

Without a second thought, Wesley gave chase. With his father's killer right in front of him, how could he let him leave unharmed?

Inside a black sedan on the road, the gunsmith stared grimly at the two pursuers; the cross had indeed appeared.

However, what he didn't notice was that not far away, someone was also watching him from inside a Ford 150 pickup truck.

You stand on the bridge admiring the scenery, while someone else admires you from a building.

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Chapter 21 The Cross: It's over, I've become a substitute!

Bang bang bang!

Wesley chased after the cross and arrived at an abandoned building, but after firing a magazine, Wesley immediately realized something was wrong: the cross had disappeared.

The other side was clearly luring us in deep, and we foolishly fell into their trap!

"Shit!"

Wesley cursed under his breath, found cover and hid, frantically took out his "father's" handgun, removed the magazine and checked the bullets.

However, after the adrenaline subsided, his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

At this moment, he was possessed by Lu Ziqiao, and he couldn't aim properly no matter what he did. He couldn't even complete the simple action of inserting the magazine into the magazine well.

"Damn it... hurry up..."

As the shadow loomed closer, like the threat of death approaching, Wesley trembled even more, but at the last second, he managed to complete the action.

With a click, the bullet was chambered, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief as he gripped his weapon. However, the approaching shadow had vanished without him noticing.

Wesley, filled with doubt, suddenly peered out with his gun, but the cross was indeed gone.

beep, beep...

Just then, a series of footsteps approached. Wesley was startled, but upon closer inspection, he saw Gunsmith and Insecticide—his men had arrived.

The three exchanged a glance and nodded silently. They had come at the perfect time; they would seize this opportunity to strangle the cross!

Gunsmith and Insecticide advanced one after the other, providing cover, while Wesley turned his gun around to cover their rear, covering the firing line behind them.

However, the moment he stepped out of the cover!

Swish!

Blade flash!

A dazzling display of sword light flashed before his eyes!

Dazzling, beautiful, yet utterly deadly.

"Do not--!"

puff!

In the reflection of Wesley's pale blue pupils, a long knife pierced through the insecticide's heart from behind.

Dark red blood slowly dripped down the tip of the knife.

Thump thump thump!

In an instant, Wesley entered bullet time, his right hand holding the gun flashing as he raised the muzzle directly at Cao Gui's brow.

However, Cao Gui was not about to let him have his way. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he instantly abandoned his knife and turned it into a claw. He grabbed Wesley's wrist with one hand and Wesley's elbow with the other, and then twisted it forcefully.

With a sharp "crack," Wesley's right hand was dislocated instantly, and the pistol he cherished fell limply to the ground.

All of this happened so fast; while everyone's attention was focused on the cross, a skilled knife user suddenly appeared.

It not only instantly killed the insecticide, but also subdued Wesley in an instant.

boom!

The gunsmith reacted extremely quickly, raising his hand and firing a curved bullet that whistled and spun, its target Cao Gui's temple.

However, Cao Gui neither dodged nor avoided the bullet, showing no reaction whatsoever, seemingly unaware of its approach.

The gunsmith was puzzled. This guy... seemed to be an ordinary person. Could he be the bait for the cross?

However, the gunsmith's expression changed drastically the next second. Cao Gui's speed increased strangely, but he did not dodge. Instead, he conjured a Tokarev pistol out of thin air and fired three shots at the gunsmith.

boom! boom! boom!

In bullet time, the gunsmith clearly saw three gleaming yellow bullets hurtling towards him.

puff!puff!puff!

The gunsmith's body trembled violently, three blood blossoms bloomed on his chest, and he collapsed to the ground with an expression of disbelief.

What just happened?

How did that gun end up?

How does this person know bullet time?

However, he would never get the answers to these questions. The 7.62mm Tokarev pistol bullet instantly tore through his heart muscle, taking his life in a short time. The bullet he fired at Cao Gui's temple inexplicably missed, grazing Cao Gui's nose and embedding itself in the wall without causing any damage.

Hey~

[The host has killed the Brotherhood assassin, Insecticide, completing a "Eliminate Evil" mission. Reward: 600 Merit Points, 300 Experience Points]

[Host has killed the Brotherhood assassin Gunsmith, completing a "Eliminate Evil" mission. Reward: 1000 Merit Points, 500 Experience Points]

Ignoring the system's notification, Cao Gui suddenly bent down and pressed Wesley's head down.

Snapped!Snapped!

Two bullets, grazing his scalp, struck the wall, sending countless pieces of cement flying and hitting the back of Cao Gui's head.

It's a Firefox and a cross!

"Cross, come find me after you've dealt with Firefox!"

There were too many people: Gunsmith, Insecticide, Wesley, Firefox, and Cross—a total of five. Cao Gui couldn't handle so many people by himself.

Taking down three people through a sneak attack is already a pretty good result.

After leaving behind a single sentence, Cao Gui quickly escorted Wesley away from the unfinished building.

However, just as they reached the bottom of the stairs, a series of gunshots rang out from above, followed by silence.

Cao Gui raised an eyebrow, immediately losing his hurry. He helped Wesley behind a pillar and waited quietly for the result.

"Bastard! Let me go!"

Upon hearing the gunshot, Wesley instantly lost his composure and began to struggle violently. The cross was so fierce and strong; what if Firefox got hurt?

"Humph!"

Unlike his father, Cao Gui didn't indulge his temper. He raised his hand and smashed a gun into his head, making him see stars.

Just as Cao Gui finished knocking on Wesley's door, Cross staggered down the stairs, his left arm hanging limply, drops of blood falling from it.

It seems he paid a considerable price to quickly eliminate Firefox.

"Cloth." Cao Gui pulled Wesley out from behind the cover.

Cross was startled and raised his hand to fire, but when he saw Cao Gui's Tokarev pistol pressed against the back of Wesley's head, his hand froze in front of him.

"Who are you?" the cross gasped.

“A private first class,” Cao Gui said with a smile, “I’d like to make a deal with you.”

"Say!"

“Give me Sloan’s recovery bath formula, and I’ll give your son back to you.”

“You two bastards, let me go!” Wesley struggled desperately. “I’m not his son. He killed my father.”

Upon hearing this, Cao Gui couldn't help but chuckle. "Cross, you've become a substitute, haven't you?"

Cross's face darkened; he was clearly angered by his foolish son.

“I promise you, but this isn’t the place to talk. Come with me,” Cross said, putting down his weapon and leading Cao Gui into a car before driving away.

The vehicle sped along, and Cross's driving skills were quite good; despite having an injured hand, he could still drive so smoothly.

Before long, Cross led Cao Gui and Wesley to a factory. Then, he went to a bookshelf and searched through it. Finally, he pulled out a yellowed parchment scroll and threw it to Cao Gui.

Regardless of the gun still being pointed at his son's forehead by Cao Gui, he took off his shirt and lay down in the medicinal bath.

This series of actions made Cao Gui's eyelids twitch: "Kross, you seem to trust me a lot?"

"I don't believe it." The cross gently pressed against the wound on his left shoulder, removing a bullet:

“You killed the Brotherhood members, but didn’t hurt Wesley, so there’s a possibility of us cooperating.”

Cao Gui nodded silently. As expected of an old assassin, he could see clearly who was the enemy and who was the ally.

Cao Gui held Wesley's shoulder, ignoring his screams, and reattached his right arm. Then he took out a rope and tied him up tightly before finally pushing him into the medicinal bath.

“You’re right, I do have a grudge against the Brotherhood.” Cao Gui unwrapped the parchment scroll and began to read it slowly: