The Big Devil

Chapter 130

Chapter 130

"Where's Sloan? Where's the other guy?"

Sloan hid in the room where the Loom of Destiny was kept, the brotherhood's sanctuary, and saw no one.

The rules of the brotherhood, once it comes to the loom of fate, are like a religious creed, lofty and absolute!

Without the permission of the leader, no one dared to trespass into that holy place.

Even if Sloan is suspected of betrayal, no one has the courage to stand up and break the creed.

Even Cross and Firefox dare not.

Of course Wayne didn't have this taboo, but he was afraid of being sprayed all over by five hundred strong men, so he decided to keep silent and let nature take its course.

Soon, this group of people of high faith negotiated a solution.

The two groups of people who supported Sloan and those who supported Firefox each selected representatives. One side sent out [-] people, a total of [-] people. They were divided into two rows and stood on both sides of the corridor at the entrance of the Holy Land. Firefox knocked on the door and asked Sloan to come out and say understand.

Others scattered around the holy place to guard against accidents.

dong dong dong~

Firefox raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door of the Holy Land.

Soon, footsteps were heard in the house.

creak~

The door of the Holy Land opened, and Sloane stood at the door.

Thirty people immediately paid attention to Sloan.

Sloan was wearing a long black dress, holding a thick folder in both hands, his spine was straight, and his demeanor was calm and majestic, like a pious pastor holding a Bible.

He raised his head and looked at the members of the fraternity standing in two rows in the corridor, his eyes were calm, he swept from the beginning to the end, even when he saw a Firefox and a cross, he treated them equally.

Then, he saw Wayne standing at the back of the line.

With a teasing look, Wayne reached out to touch the back of his buttocks, and took out the holy flintlock, aiming the gun at Sloan.

"boom!"

Wayne mouthed a smile.

Sloan couldn't help shivering from fright.

It's done!

Wayne: Let you pretend!

When they met for the first time, Wayne put a lot of pressure on Sloan.

Sloan looked at Wayne's strange face, and saw the cross standing next to Wayne. He didn't understand that Wayne was the cross's foreign aid.

Considering the fact that the cross is one-tenth, Sloan has reason to believe that it is Wayne who is behind the Firefox mutiny, today's news events, and the scene that is unfolding in the textile factory.

Sloan immediately regarded Wayne as an unprecedented enemy and stared at him.

Being stared at by Sloan like this, Wayne felt a lot of pressure.

Sloan's own strength is not a threat to Wayne. A gray-haired old man, even if he had enough adrenaline to hit eight in a night when he was young, but now that he is old, he is not even an appetizer for Wayne. .

It was actually Sloan's face that put Wayne under a lot of pressure.

That swarthy face looked ordinary, but Wayne knew that he had been a criminal, a detective, a soldier, a scientific researcher, and a senior official by the way.

This is still in the category of normal people, and the abnormal category starts when he helps Batman design battle suits and chariots...

In the end, he not only practiced to become a mysterious wizard, but even advanced to become a god in one fell swoop!

Terrible person.

Luckily here, he's just an aging killer boss.

It was Wayne who had the courage to insist on facing him face to face.

As you get older, your eyes tend to dry out. Sloan and Wayne's gaze ended with Sloan's sore eyes.

Sloan couldn't help but rubbed his sore eyes, squeezed out a drop of tear to moisten them, and the great image he worked so hard to create plummeted.

Firefox took the opportunity to pull out the white cloth from the cross, and waved it in front of Sloan's eyes:

"Sloan, this list is your name, how do you want to explain it? Don't you say it's a forgery?"

Hearing this, the [-] representatives of the fraternity all cheered up and wanted to hear Sloan's answer.

Thirty representatives had checked long ago, and the cloth in Firefox's hands was exactly the same as the one Sloan used to assign mission objectives to them.

If Sloan really insists that the cloth is fake...

Then these thirty representatives are too disappointed!

You really take us for fools, don't you?

rushed you!

Of course Sloan understood this truth, so he did not defend the authenticity of the white cloth.

He coughed, straightened his back, held a thick folder in his hand, and turned back into the appearance of a devout priest holding a Bible. He looked up at Firefox with pity, and said:

"The truth is, Firefox, your name has appeared."

While speaking, Sloan pulled out a piece of paper from the folder and handed it to Firefox.

A piece of cloth was stapled to the paper, which represented a target. After deciphering a set of fraternity codes, the target's name was Firefox.

Firefox took the paper, glanced at it twice, and was stunned. Sloan didn't lie.

"Your name also appeared."

Sloan pulled out another piece of paper and handed it to a killer standing behind Firefox on his right.

"And your name."

Sloan took out another piece of paper and handed it to the assassin on the left.

"your name……"

"your name……"

"your name……"

"..."

Just like that, Sloan handed out papers one by one, and none of the thirty frat killers fell, including a cross.

Finally, Sloan walked up to Wayne expressionlessly.

"Do you have mine?" Wayne asked interestedly.

"No."

Sloane shook his head and smiled,

"Young child, you don't have blood on your hands like us. We are guilty, but you don't. God thinks you should have a good future."

"Hehe... I think it's because you haven't had time to forge my list, right?"

Wayne sneered, and suddenly changed his voice,

"No, you have already faked it, you just can't match my name with my face."

"Sloan, think about the killer Reiser, think about that phone call, you listen to my voice, isn't it familiar?"

Hearing Wayne's reminder, Sloan immediately thought of Wayne's identity, and his expression changed drastically.

He knew he couldn't pretend anymore, his heart was beating wildly, he barely entered the bullet time state, and he reached out to pull out the pistol at his waist.

As a veteran gunman who has been shooting for 60 years, he draws his gun very fast. He pulled out the gun in the blink of an eye and pulled the trigger right at Wayne's forehead.

Kacha~

But at the moment when the bullet ejected from the chamber, Wayne raised his hand to hold the muzzle of the gun, and bent the barrel with his five fingers.

bang~

The bullet exploded, and a bloodstain was drawn on Sloan's face.

"..."

"Ding: Negative emotion value from Sloan +99"

Wayne stretched out his other hand, grabbed Sloan by the collar before Sloan had time to react, and lifted him high with one hand.

Sloan yelled: "Fack, let me go!"

But Wayne's palm is like cast steel, no matter how much Sloan struggles, he will not move.

At this time, Wayne shouted:

"My name is Wayne. A week ago, Sloan sent the killer Reiser to assassinate me. You can check the mission records. My name is definitely on it."

"And just now, Sloan actually said no! Don't you understand such inconsistent words?"

"Sloan has been playing you for fools!"

"Firefox, cross, don't be fooled by him, since he can forge my list, he can forge your list, and he can also forge everyone's list."

"He is using your belief in the loom of fate to make you self-doubt and let you kill each other. Only in this way can he survive the chaos and even brainwash you in reverse to make you support him!"

"And all of this is wrong!"

Wayne waved Sloan as a flag, pointed at the house where the loom of fate was located,

"Today, let us boldly walk into this holy place and see what dirty things Sloan has done in such a sacred place!"

(End of this chapter)