A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 25 Whoever wins, we'll help them!

Hearing Cao Gui and Huo Hu's conversation, the father and son, Cross, peeked out from behind the cover, only to see a pile of severed limbs and a distraught Huo Hu.

They didn't know where Cao Gui had gone, but it was clear that Cao Gui hadn't left the battle.

Wesley placed a small strip of cloth and a piece of paper in front of Firefox: "This is Sloan's list, which I translated. You should be able to recognize my handwriting."

Firefox didn't speak, just silently looked at the paper. Cross's behavior had always been too strange. As a traitor, he didn't hide his name and flee thousands of miles away, but chose to stay in New York and deal with their Brotherhood. This was not something a traitor would do.

In the past, Firefox had her suspicions, but the death of her comrade filled her with such resentment that she put those suspicions out of her mind.

Cross and Wesley exchanged a glance; Firefox was indeed someone worth trying to win over.

But then two gunshots rang out in the distance, and two bullets whistled through the air.

Cross looked horrified, but he reacted quickly, shoving Wesley into the bunker and falling to the ground, trying to roll into the bunker as well.

But he was a little too slow; a bullet struck his left scapula, rendering his left hand incapacitated.

Sloan approached slowly with the remaining nine core assassins. Firefox had succeeded; she had held off Cross and Wesley, buying them time to reinforce.

However, Firefox stood up, placed the strip of cloth and paper in front of Sloan, and said coldly, "This is your name, Sloan. Explain yourself!"

The assassins brought by Sloan looked shocked. If Sloan was on the list, then who was right and who was wrong about the cross?

What are we fighting so hard for?

The assassins' eyes flickered, their minds filled with doubt; they didn't know who to trust.

Looking at the strip of cloth, Sloan fell silent for a moment. He neither denied it outright nor said that it was a forgery of the cross. The fabric woven by the Loom of Fate was very distinctive, and he could not deny it.

Sloan took out a folder, opened it, and handed a file to Firefox: "This is your name."

Then, he walked over to one of the core assassins and took out another document: "This is your name."

Under Firefox's incredulous gaze, Sloan divided the list into nine parts, and all the assassins present were added to the Loom's list.

“Everyone’s name has appeared. If I hadn’t done this, you would all be dead by now!”

"You think I'm seeking personal gain, but in reality, I saved you!"

"If you want to stick to the old ways, then put the gun in your mouth now and pull the trigger!"

"If you don't want to do this, then abandon those outdated beliefs that are good enough to be thrown in the trash, kill these three...two people, and let us stand at the pinnacle of human power and become unparalleled gods!"

Faced with criticism, Sloan's response was simple: drag everyone down with him!

This is similar to the way the young Grand Secretary helped Elder Qi argue: as long as everyone is equally rotten, then I'm not the worst one.

What's so special about Qi Laoting crying at the grave? There are still people abusing their power for personal gain, people practicing nepotism, and even people bringing the village dog to the bureau so it can also get a government job!

Why are you only targeting me?

Sloan: You're on the list, you're on the list too, why are you only killing me and not the others?

But the difference is that the young Grand Secretary has a Sha Ruijin above him, while Sloan is now the most dazzling guy on the field.

His words were a signal to choose sides. Sloan made it clear to everyone that the rules were long gone. Would you like to follow me and live a life of luxury, or follow the cross and suffer the hardships?

The answer was obvious: the remaining nine assassins all chose Sloan.

If faith is gone and beliefs are invalid, then what's the point of hard work and struggle?

Of course, it's for their own wealth and status, for a life of luxury and extravagance.

Seeing the change in the assassins' expressions, Sloan felt much more at ease. Just as he had expected, he had won this round completely!

However, he overlooked one person: Cao Gui.

puff!

Blood gushed out and splattered everywhere!

In the void, a long sword silently appeared and suddenly slashed down.

Sloan's right shoulder to left rib was split open, the cut surface smooth and clean, like a hot knife cutting butter, smooth and natural.

Cao Gui spun around, reversed his grip on the longsword, and with a soft "thud," a blood-dripping military knife pierced through Sloan's forehead and back of the head.

"Sloan, what about my list?" Cao Gui sneered, shaking the half of his body hanging from the knife.

The assassins exchanged glances and silently lowered their weapons.

They were all assassins with faith; killing one person to save a thousand was their lifelong belief. Before, they were simply deceived by Sloan.

The cross intervened, clearing away the clouds and revealing the blue sky, rescuing them from their dire straits. They were deeply grateful and even wished to venerate the cross as their leader.

"Alright, that's all done. Go home, everyone..." Cao Gui called out, preparing to leave.

But suddenly!

Sloan, who died with his eyes wide open, suddenly turned sharp and swung his remaining left arm, delivering a rising dragon punch to Cao Gui's chin.

Snapped!

Cao Gui flew backwards and fell flat on his back.

The distance was too close and the speed too fast, so Cao Gui didn't even have time to use paper drawing.

"Damn it!"

Sloan, his face grim, pulled the knife out of his forehead and tossed it aside. He then reached out his left hand to pull half of his body back, and then pressed the two sides of his body together.

Instantly, countless granulations sprouted from the incision, swaying and shaking, eventually binding the two sides of the body together.

This scene, beyond comprehension, sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

How is this possible? Someone can be resurrected after being cut in half, someone can be resurrected after having their head pierced.

What kind of monster is Sloan?!

“A filthy and despicable creature, how dare it make God so embarrassed.”

Sloan's voice was chilling, as if it came from the depths of hell, sending shivers down one's spine.

"A black man who served 40 years in prison for sexual harassment dares to call himself a god?"

Cao Gui chuckled, picked up his military knife that was lying on the side, bent his arm to hold it, slowly pulled it out, and wiped away the blood and brain matter on it.

Sloan didn't understand the sarcasm in his words, but he could tell it was an insult. He reached behind his waist and grabbed two gleaming daggers: a Cold Steel Counterattack TAC-1 and a camouflage Tiger Saber.

Seeing this, the assassins silently retreated; it was best they didn't interfere in the battle between the two monsters.

At the same time, everyone gripped their weapons tightly, ready for battle.

They didn't have the guts to fight one of the monsters one-on-one, but they had the guts to take advantage of one monster killing or crippling another to collect kills!

Simply put: they help whoever wins.

On the other side, Wesley winked at Cross, preparing to slip away, but Cross shook his head.

He knew in his heart that if Sloan won, he and his son would be killed by Sloan no matter where they fled.

Therefore, there is only one option: to fight, and only to fight.

Suddenly, Cross raised his hand and fired at one of the killers who was standing there dumbfounded. Wesley saw this and fired back, fighting alongside his father.

Bang bang bang!

As gunfire erupted, the battle between Cao Gui and Sloan also began!

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Chapter 26 Navy Petty Officer

despair!

Cao Gui stomped his foot and charged forward with the force of the momentum, like a tiger unleashed from its cage, unstoppable.

Then he raised his long sword high and brought it down with a sudden slash.

Amidst the jumbled rocks and chaotic ruins of the No. 17 textile factory's second floor, a dazzling flash of blade light slashed towards Sloan.

Clang!

Sloan raised his Tiger Saber and accurately blocked Cao Gui's slash.

Cao Gui's eyes turned cold, his heart pounded violently, and he instantly entered a bullet-time state.

"drink!"

With a soft shout, the force in his hand instantly increased dramatically, and with a soft "thud," the longsword slashed into Sloan's neck.

"Hehehe. Not bad strength."

Sloan let out a strange laugh, ignoring the sharp blade cutting into his flesh, and charged towards Cao Gui along the blade. The sound of blade against blade and blade against bone rang out, sharp and piercing, making one's teeth ache.

At the same time, he gripped the dagger in his left hand and thrust it toward Cao Gui's throat.

Cao Gui stepped forward diagonally, and at the same time, his long sword changed from a vertical slash to a horizontal slash. With another soft "thud," the sharp blade sliced ​​through flesh, and the two passed each other.

Behind him, Sloan's neck, including the cervical spine, was cut open with a large wound, and at the junction of his body and head, there was only a thin strip of skin and flesh.

However, Sloan braced himself with his left hand, pressing the head back into place as it was about to fall off. Granulation grew, and all the injuries were completely healed.

"Heh heh, I am an immortal god, you can't kill me with that knife," Sloan laughed and shouted.

Cao Gui frowned. It was actually immortal. This was a bit troublesome. Sloan could risk his life and death to fight him, but Cao Gui couldn't. He was still an ordinary person and couldn't do that.

If this drags on, Cao Gui will surely die.

But where did this bastard get his immortality from? Are there any beings in the Marvel universe that can grant immortality to others?

Could it be Dormammu?

Impossible, the Ancient One didn't die.

"Hehe, it's my turn next!"

Sloan didn't wait for Cao Gui to figure things out; he took a step and sped over.

One dagger was aimed at Cao Gui's heart, and the other at his eye; the attack was extremely ruthless.

However, Cao Gui's figure flickered, and he activated the power of the Transparent Fruit, instantly disappearing from sight.

Sloan's fierce attack only struck air.

"You bastard, come out here!"