The Fall of the Brotherhood of Assassins

Night fell.

Charlotte Doyle was driving, complaining to Carlos beside her, "Man, this box of rats you've got smells really strong."

"Charlotte, don't underestimate these rats. They're all deadly weapons. If I had more time, I could have brought even more," Carlos said, patting the box.

Carlos was clearly very satisfied with his creation.

The Porsche Cayenne sped down the road towards Brooklyn. The cold air rushing in through the open windows dispersed some of the smell inside the car.

Soon, they arrived near the Textile Factory at 17 Brooklyn Avenue. Charlotte Doyle stopped the car a few hundred meters away from the factory.

Seeing the car halt, Carlos asked in confusion, "Aren't we driving right up to it?"

"Get out. It's still a distance. We'll sneak in, try not to be discovered."

"Charlotte, we can't get in without ramming the gate with the car. Are you planning to use explosives for a directed blast?"

"Or did you bring an RPG in the car?"

Seeing Charlotte get out of the car and not head for the trunk, Carlos was puzzled. He was even more confused seeing that Charlotte didn't seem to be carrying many weapons.

Carlos then took out a notebook and said, "Charlotte, this is the Wax Bath formula I promised you."

Charlotte took the notebook but didn't look at it, instead tucking it directly into her pocket. She then said, "Cross, don't worry about it. I have my own solutions. You and your rats hurry up and follow me."

The two jogged to the outside of the textile factory. They glanced at the nearly ten-meter-high wall. Calling it a wall was almost an understatement; it was more like a city wall. Although it was night, people were still patrolling the factory's walls, and searchlights on the walls occasionally swept across the dark corners.

"Charlotte, since you have a way, leave it to you." Carlos pressed himself against the wall, still holding a large pet carrier.

Charlotte said confidently, "Leave it to me. Once I break through the gate, you can immediately deploy your rat army. I'm afraid if we're too late, they won't have a chance."

The next second, Charlotte Doyle accelerated, her figure rapidly appearing at the factory's main gate. She casually stuck an Explosive Tag on it, then hid beside the wall and shouted, "Explode!"

The Explosive Tag instantly ignited and then detonated with a roar. The explosion had a diameter of three meters, and the factory's wooden gate was instantly blown to pieces.

The explosion immediately alerted the many assassins inside the factory, and the guards patrolling the walls sounded the alarm at the first opportunity.

On the other side, seeing the gate suddenly blown apart, Carlos was stunned. What did he just see? A piece of paper with unfamiliar patterns and words on it ignited and exploded less than two seconds after being stuck to the door. The power of the explosion was not to be underestimated.

Without further hesitation, Carlos rushed forward with the box. As he neared the gate, he threw the box. The next second, it hit the ground and shattered, scattering the rats inside.

At this moment, Charlotte had already charged into the factory, directly firing prepared kunai with Explosive Tags at the guards on the wall.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Explosions sounded continuously, even causing a section of the ten-meter-high wall to collapse.

Kunai with Explosive Tags were continuously shot from Charlotte's hands, flying in all directions, with explosions echoing constantly.

Carlos, now also charging in with a gun, was dumbfounded by Charlotte Doyle's actions. While shooting, he muttered, "If the Hand-to-Hand Society's ninja had this kind of skill back then, the Brotherhood of Assassins would have ceased to exist long ago."

"What is that? A talisman? Or a new type of bomb?"

Gunshots rang out. Carlos followed Charlotte into the factory, only to be met with a scene of corpses.

Charlotte, wielding kunai, fought her way through. No one in the factory could withstand her for more than a single move. Because she was too fast, the assassins' bullets couldn't hit Charlotte, and the few that occasionally came her way were deflected by her kunai.

She fought her way to the second floor, and in the next second, another explosion sounded.

This time, the explosion wasn't from Charlotte's Explosive Tags, but from Carlos's dozens of bomb rats.

The stairs leading to the second and third floors had completely collapsed due to the explosion's impact.

Entering the second floor, a bullet flew towards Charlotte. She deflected it with her kunai, splitting the bullet in half. It flew to the sides, taking down two assassins who were about to raise their guns.

The Mechanic was the one firing. Seeing that his shot was ineffective, he was about to pull the trigger again.

"Infinite Dance!"

Charlotte's figure instantly crossed ten meters, appearing before the Mechanic. One punch.

"Boom!"

The Mechanic's head exploded from Charlotte's blow, spraying red and white everywhere.

The scene shocked not only the enemies but also Charlotte herself. She had never used this move on someone before, and today she hadn't expected its power to be so great, nor the scene to be so bloody.

Charlotte silently decided that she wouldn't hit people in the head anymore. The scene of a headshot was truly disgusting.

Turning away, she looked at the collapsed stairs and then leaped, arriving on the third floor.

The third floor was a slaughterhouse, inhabited by butchers. As soon as she stepped in, a throwing knife flew towards her. Charlotte batted the blade away.

The entire room was pitch black and eerily quiet. Countless slaughtered corpses hung in the room, creating a disturbing atmosphere.

Charlotte had no intention of playing games with them. She formed hand seals.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique."

With a massive input of Chakra, a giant, ten-meter-diameter, reddish-brown fireball instantly appeared and blasted forward.

The massive fireball engulfed the entire room, instantly incinerating both the hanging pigs and the hidden butchers within, turning them all into roasted pork.

Charlotte pursed her lips and said, "Who says the Great Fireball can't kill anyone!"

Turning, she headed towards the next room.

Meanwhile.

After Carlos entered and found that most people had already been killed by Charlotte, he chose a different path, heading straight for Sloan's study.

He didn't encounter Sloan, but instead ran into Insecticide first.

"Cross, as expected, you really like my research. It seems you've brought quite a few rats this time."

At this moment, Insecticide was holding a rat in his hand, having already disarmed the bomb attached to it.

"Sorry, Insecticide!"

Carlos showed no mercy, raising his hand and firing. The bullets whistled through the air.

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