2024-04-25
By: Pencil Dancing
Insecticide tumbled, dodging the attack, then threw a rat and hid behind a pillar, cursing, "F***, Cross, I taught you this thing, and you used it to kill me."
"Bastard!"
Carlos showed no mercy, flicking his gun. The bullet traveled in an arc, bypassing the pillar the opponent was hiding behind, and instantly killed Insecticide.
At this moment, a gunshot rang out from behind. Gunsmith, holding a pistol, immediately pulled the trigger at Carlos.
Whether he sensed it or had a premonition of danger, Carlos lunged forward, dodged the shot, and turned to fire back.
Gunsmith was not to be outdone, moving and shooting at Carlos.
Their bullets occasionally met in mid-air, colliding.
Meanwhile, Charlotte Doyle arrived at a study. The room was enormous, with massive bookshelves lining the walls, filled with countless books.
At this moment, Sloan and three assassins suddenly appeared from behind four different bookshelves, raising their guns and firing simultaneously without hesitation.
"Bang!"
Four bullets shot towards Charlotte from four directions at the same time. Charlotte suddenly flipped in mid-air, dodging all four bullets at an unbelievable angle.
Simultaneously, before the opponents could react, four shuriken were thrown, instantly killing the three assassins excluding Sloan. Sloan, though not dead, had his palm pierced through, and his gun dropped.
Charlotte, landing on the ground, saw that the crisis was resolved and spoke to confirm, "Sloan?"
Sloan, covering his bleeding palm with one hand, pretended to be calm and said, "Charlotte, how much did Carlos pay? We'll pay double, no, triple the price, please help me."
Charlotte looked at Sloan, a hint of mockery on his face, and said, "Sloan, you can't afford this price."
"Besides, after you die, the factory's assets will be mine!"
This was no joke from Charlotte. Sloan truly had nothing comparable to the wax bath, nor any other sacred loom.
Upon hearing that Carlos had used the entire textile factory as a bargaining chip and given it to Charlotte, Sloan immediately broke out in a sweat. Then, thinking of something, he spoke:
"Charlotte, if you let me go, I'll cancel the bounty on your Charlotte Agency, how about that?"
"At the same time, this textile factory is your spoils of war, I'll hand it over to you."
Seeing that Charlotte was unmoved, Sloan continued, "Charlotte, if you don't let me go, this bounty will remain active at The Continental Hotel, and countless assassins will swarm you like locusts. You won't be able to trust anyone."
Hearing Sloan's threat, Charlotte kicked him to the ground, stepped on him, and said, "Sloan, you'd better cancel the bounty on my agency. That way, I can let you die a quicker death."
Sloan, pinned under Charlotte's foot, did not show fear. Instead, he instantly calmed down and looked at Charlotte, saying, "Charlotte, if you refuse to let me go, then this bounty will be carried by all five members of your agency until they are all dead and the bounty is claimed."
"Perhaps you are not afraid of assassination, but what about the others? Living constantly under the shadow of assassination, can they really hold on?"
Seeing Sloan still threatening him with the bounty, Charlotte applied force to his foot, stomping down hard and crushing Sloan to death.
"I, Charlotte Doyle, cannot stand being threatened in my life. You still want to rely on those unknown killers to force me to let you go? Sloan, you underestimate me."
Then, with another kick, he sent Sloan's corpse flying to the doorway.
At this moment, Carlos, having just dealt with Gunsmith, walked in, clutching the wound on his arm. He looked at the dead Sloan and then at Charlotte, who was unharmed.
Carlos's pupils contracted, and he thought to himself: This man is too terrifying.
"Charlotte, is the bounty situation resolved?"
Charlotte didn't reply, indicating the matter was not resolved. Instead, he asked, "Are there any other survivors in the textile factory?"
Seeing that Charlotte didn't answer, Carlos didn't dwell on the question and said, "They've all died."
Glancing at Sloan's corpse on the ground, Charlotte said, "Take me to see your so-called Fate Weaver."
Hearing Charlotte's request, Carlos gave him a deep look. He didn't refuse but led Charlotte into a factory building.
The factory building was large but very empty, with only one operating loom inside.
Looking at the loom before him, Carlos said with a complex expression, "Charlotte, this is the Brotherhood of Assassins' Fate Weaver."
Charlotte walked forward and circled the Fate Weaver, especially looking at its back, wanting to see if it was connected to a network cable as netizens joked.
As it turned out, the Fate Weaver was not connected to a network cable. Charlotte examined the loom carefully, trying to find something special, but after a long time, he found nothing.
He gently touched the loom with his palm, and the next second.
The system, which had never successfully charged, suddenly reacted, and a message appeared:
Ding·Special energy detected, charging is possible. Proceed with charging?
Hearing the charging notification, a smile appeared on Charlotte's face. The Fate Weaver was indeed extraordinary, capable of charging the system.
Without any hesitation, Charlotte Doyle mentally commanded, Charge.
The next second, the loom in front of him seemed to have its power drained. The machine instantly aged.
The loom, which had suffered no damage for over a thousand years, suddenly seemed to be eroded by time, turning into dust and scattering on the floor.
Carlos was instantly stunned by this sight, somewhat bewildered. He couldn't understand why the thousand-year-old, indestructible loom had instantly decayed into dust upon Charlotte's touch.
However, after his eyes darted around, he muttered, "The Fate Weaver, like the Brotherhood of Assassins, has decayed and been destroyed together after betraying their faith."
At this moment, Charlotte merely raised an eyebrow at Carlos's words, paying him no mind. His attention was focused on the Naruto System interface in his mind.
Ding! Recharge successful!
On the system interface, the gold coins column began to spin wildly from 50, 100, 500, 1000.
The numbers kept changing, finally settling on 1730.
1680 gold coins had been recharged, and the VIP level also changed from 0 to VIP1.
Seeing these changes, Charlotte didn't linger on the system interface. He exited directly, planning to study the rest later. After all, Carlos was still standing beside him.
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