New Punisher: I am a mass murderer in Marvel

Fox's eyes were confused.

David looked up from his bowl of rice pudding. He looked at Fox and then at Cohen.

Fuck, does being handsome really mean you can do whatever you want?

Bah, you scumbag, a woman sneaked into your bedroom yesterday, don’t think I don’t know!

"But what will the brothers do if we kill Sloane?"

"The Brotherhood will continue to operate, and you will be the leader."

Fox was startled, and then fell into deep thought, seemingly weighing the feasibility of this method.

Speaking of which, Cohen has currently converted two vampires, both using Daytime Blood.

They behaved differently.

Jiu Zhu changed from a charming and poisonous woman to a virtuous wife.

Fox, on the other hand, has hardly changed. Although she also follows Cohen's orders, she seems to have retained more of her own style.

Clean and decisive, heroic and dashing.

The church doorbell rang.

David opened the door and ushered in two people, Wesley and his father, Carlos.

As soon as he entered the room, Carlos first cast a wary gaze on Fox. Seeing that she did not react much, he looked at Cohen carefully.

The two sat down.

Carlos got to the point: "Why do you know so much about the Brotherhood, Father?"

Cohen smiled and said, "Didn't Wesley tell you why?"

Of course I did, but Carlos didn't believe it.

What Knight of God? How is that possible?

Cohen saw his expression and guessed what he was thinking.

"Mr. Carlos, do you not believe that God exists, or do you not believe that I am God's knight?"

I don’t really believe it! That’s what Carlos thought.

Cohen understood it again and shook his head. You believe in the loom of fate, but you don’t believe in God?

Do you want to think about what your name means? [Carlos], which means cross. How can you not believe in Jesus or any religion?

heresy!

Cohen smiled and said, “The Assassin Brotherhood exists because of the Loom of Destiny, and you are its killers.

And I am a combination of the two. I am the police, the judge, the jury, and the executioner! "

Carlos frowned slightly and thought for a moment: "Father, do you think I am guilty?"

"Have!"

"Where's Fox?"

"Have!"

"Where's Wesley?"

"none!"

"And yourself?"

Cohen laughed: "I should have been guilty."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 44: Purification of the Brotherhood

"What do you mean?"

Cohen smiled and shook his head: "Okay, let's talk about how to get rid of Sloan and save the Brotherhood. That's the point, right?"

Carlos thought for a moment and nodded.

“Fox and I have already discussed it.

As the culprit who disrupted the faith and betrayed the brotherhood, Sloan must die to atone for his sins.

If there are accomplices, they will be dealt with in the same way.

But I believe that most people were deceived by him and committed crimes. These people can be forgiven."

Carlos was slightly stunned: "But there is already a name on the loom of fate."

"As a guilty person, atone for your sins."

Cohen looked at him and smiled: "After all, if you all die, the Brotherhood will no longer exist."

He paused and said, "After Sloan is dealt with, Fox will take over. Do you have any objection?"

Carlos glanced at Fox, who had a blank expression on his face, and shook his head.

"But how can we make everyone understand the truth and kill Sloane in the heavily guarded No. 17 Textile Factory?"

Cohen and Fox looked at each other, and Carlos sensed something was wrong.

Sure enough, the voice on the other end said with a smile: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Carlos."

……

Textile Factory No. 17.

An old building located on the seaside, after renovation, looks like a castle.

With the identities of Fox and Wesley, the four of them entered smoothly.

Seeing Carlos being tied up, all the brotherhood members couldn't help but follow.

In the hall, Sloan, with a gloomy look on his face, came forward with a large number of elite killers.

"Fox, what's going on?

Now that you have captured Carlos, you should get rid of him immediately!"

He glanced at Cohen and said, "How can you bring outsiders in?"

Fox didn't answer, so Carlos spoke up: "How can she reveal your true identity if she doesn't bring me back alive?"

Sloan's eyes turned cold: "We don't need to waste time talking to traitors, Fox, kill him!"

As everyone watched, Fox held up a document with a white cloth on it.

"Your name came up, Sloane, but why didn't you tell anyone?"

Fox took two steps forward and showed the white piece of cloth to everyone.

“Sloan’s name appeared on the loom of fate many years ago, but he concealed this fact!

He used his power to read the loom to falsify lists, massacre innocent people, and make us all sinners!"

She walked up to the repairman and said, "Your name has appeared."

She walked up to the butcher and said, "Your name has appeared."

She walked up to the Russian and said, “Your name comes up too.

The names of everyone present appeared!"

Finally, she confronted Sloan and said, "If you don't believe me, I think Sloan has the evidence."

Everyone was shocked and looked at Sloan who remained silent.

He looked around and some people looked at him with shock, some looked at him with anger, and some looked at him with disbelief.

"Do you know why I do this? Because I don't want you to die!"

He shouted, "Do you think this small textile factory can support so many people?

How many bullets do you need for training?

How much equipment do you need for your mission?

How much does a treatment pool cost after you get injured?

Do you think all this was caused by the wind?

Do you know what the death rate was for Brotherhood members on missions ten years ago and what it is now?

You enjoyed everything I provided! Now you blame me?"

The whole hall fell into silence, with only the clanging sound of the automatic looms.

Cohen stepped forward and smiled: "Everyone in this room is guilty, and you are still speaking shamelessly here?"

"who are you?"

“A person who never forgets his original intention!”

Sloan was stunned for a moment and remained silent.

Then he slowly said, “That year, I was twenty-one years old and the newest member of the fraternity.

There was another girl with me, who was seventeen years old. We trained, grew up, and carried out missions together.

We used the simplest equipment, but we assassinated the most heavily protected enemy.

Every action was a life-threatening one, and she and I just gritted our teeth and held on.

Our clothes were soaked with blood, behind us we could hear a large group of enemies approaching, and the vehicle that was supposed to pick us up broke down on the road.

In a dark alley, she said she was cold.

What should I do, what can I do? "

He faced the crowd like an orator: "From that day on!

I made a decision. I would rather bear a thousand or ten thousand sins than let my brothers and sisters die in front of me like this!

I am, that’s right!

Everyone, you have been carrying out missions for so many years. You have seen a lot of unscrupulous businessmen, politicians, and officials. Can you kill them all?

This world is always dark!

It was me who held an umbrella for you in the darkness!"

He walked up to Fox and said in a gloomy voice: "Now, if you take away this umbrella, everyone will get wet in the rain."

Cohen walked up to him and said: “A miserable life is no reason for you to inflict suffering on others!

You can take revenge, you can kill, but don't stab innocent people!

The Brotherhood once saved this world from chaos and suffering, and it is the guardian of this world.

You, have defiled it.

Not only it, but all the dead assassins in history.

They are full of passion and justice, but they are all insulted because of you!

If that girl back then saw you again, would she stab the dagger into your heart or hold her hand in yours?

All the previous Brotherhood leaders before you did not make the same choice as you. Are they too stupid, or are you too smart?"

Cohen's eyes swept across everyone's faces, finally stopping at Sloan's face, looking straight into his eyes: "After all, you are the worst one!"

Sloan and Cohen looked at each other, with a mixture of light and dark in their eyes.

Cohen turned his head and looked at the people behind him: "Everyone, you have heard what we said, now, make your choice!

It is to follow Mr. Sloan in betraying his beliefs and going down the same path to the end.

It is better to stop in time and redeem your sins in the rest of your life. Your destiny is in your own hands."

The people around me looked at each other, but no one moved.

Sloan walked across from Cohen and stood straight, making his position clear.

Cohen smiled and said, "Hurry up, time is running out!"