Chapter 171
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Guide fate? See through fate?
Stop kidding!
The future is ever-changing, and any choice now may affect the future.
The future that that person sees is only one of countless kinds of future.
Mike looked at the dark figure screaming in the cage of his heart and shook his head.
In addition to maintaining her existence, sealing her weaving shuttle has another important function, which is to expand her soul over time.
Because the founders of the assassin alliance hope that one day in the future, the shadow can be reborn.
Her soul has been nourished by the weaving shuttle made of special materials for hundreds of years, which is no longer comparable to ordinary people. When she meets most people in the world, she can be reborn successfully. Unfortunately, she meets Mike unfortunately.
Mike's mind moved and directly wiped out the dark shadow in his mental cage.
Since you have been dead for hundreds of years, don't come out again.
After thoroughly checking with the power of the soul to make sure that the other party didn't leave anything in his mind, Mike came out of the spiritual field and gently kissed his mouth.
"What's that? What happened to you just now?"
Looking across, Mike resumed his action and couldn't help asking, but his eyes were looking at the broken finger on Mike's hand.
Only in a short time, the white broken finger has rotted and become shriveled.
"You like it!"
Mike said to cross, put the broken finger into cross's hand and said, "here you are."
The cross froze, pinched his broken finger and asked again, "what is this? Why is it in there? What's the matter?"
"Why is it in there? How can I know? What's the matter? Who am I going to ask?"
Mike asked a second consecutive question and answered the other party's question.
Cross: "...."
Looking at the broken finger in his hand and Mike, he looked helpless.
He believed that Mike must have known something, but if Mike didn't say it, there was nothing he could do.
Mike rolled his eyelids, grabbed his severed finger and threw it to the ground with a strong step.
"Dong!"
With a dull sound, a footprint with cracks appeared on the ground, and the broken finger turned into slag.
The corners of his eyes jumped.
What terrible force is this?
Suddenly, a gunshot appeared in the textile factory, and then a large number of gunshots appeared.
Cross was surprised.
It's Wesley!
Without hesitation, he strode out.
Mike looked at the back of the cross and gently pinched his chin.
Did Firefox and Wesley find the truth from Sloane?
Assassins of the assassin League, can you stop these three people?
Also, many years ago, he seemed to owe Sloane a favor because of Raven.
Anyway, he has to repay the other party's favor. He doesn't like to owe others.
The embodied power can be maintained for a period of time.
When my mind moved, the power of my heart surged outward, and in an instant it enveloped the whole textile factory, and then I saw the current situation.
Firefox and Wesley are fighting with the assassins in the textile factory. Their situation is a little bad now, because they are surrounded by a large number of assassins. At this time, the cross joined the battle, and the two sides temporarily maintained balance.
As for Sloane, it seems that he is injured and will soon escape from the textile factory.
Human feelings
Now seems like a good opportunity!
Mike's heart moved, his step disappeared, and the next second, he appeared in front of Sloane.
According to his chest, Sloan, who was running at an age-old speed, looked at Mike who appeared inexplicably and almost hit him.
"Why are you here?"
Sloan's eyes widened violently, and then he stepped back and said, "are you with the cross?"
Mike shook his head and said, "I just came to repay the favor."
"Human relations?"
Sloane was stunned and frowned.
It seems that there is such a thing.
Mike pointed at Sloane and said, "your blood is going to drain."
Sloane twitched at the corner of his mouth and said forcefully, "it's okay. I can hold on for a while."
"Haha!"
Mike smiled and said, "you're still the same."
With that, a card appeared in his hand, which dissipated, and a green energy wrapped around Sloane.
Sloane was surprised and clenched the gun in his hand.
Immediately, he felt that his wound stopped bleeding quickly, and then healed under his gaze until it disappeared.
"Is this? Are you a mutant?"
He looked at Mike unexpectedly and released his hand on the wound.
Mike didn't explain. He waved his hand and said, "now, I'm clear with you."
Sloan chuckled, looked up and down at Mike, and said, "you haven't changed a bit over the years."
Mike stretched out his hand and pointed to his temples. "Touch your conscience and say it again."
"Conscience, do you have a conscience in this industry?"
Mike reached out and gave a thumbs up and said, "I admire your frankness!"
Sloane was silent and said, "are you and cross together?"
Mike thought for a while and said, "before, not now."
Sloane looked at Mike with eyes open.
What the hell is this answer?
Looking at Sloan, Mike suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "I have a business, do you want to do it?"
Sloane pointed to the textile factory behind him with gunfire. "At this time, are you talking business with me?"
Mike grabbed Sloan's shoulder. Sloan breathed softly, pressed his subconscious reaction of avoiding, and was pulled aside by mcclard.
Not to mention that he was not Mike's opponent. He didn't see how Mike just appeared. Even Mike had that magical healing ability
He has no right to resist at all.
"What business?"
Sloane said faintly.
Mike reached out to Sloan's forehead and sent all the things he had just encountered and the memories he had obtained from the shadow to Sloan's mind.
Sloane's body shook, then shook, and finally shocked
He looked at Mike, his eyes from surprise to incredible, then turned into surprise, and finally couldn't help laughing.
"Fate? Bah! Fate is going to kill me? Haha! Shit!"
He danced with excitement.
Originally, he was a believer of fate, but since his name appeared on the fate wanted notice, he was puzzled, he didn't believe it, and then betrayed his previous faith with a trace of guilt.
But now, after he learned the truth of the so-called fate from Mike, he found that there was no such thing as fate at all.
The so-called fate warrant was also controlled.
"Hahahaha!"
He laughed wildly, but his tears couldn't stop flowing out.
"Shit! It's all shit! Damn fate!"
He suddenly felt relaxed.
Then he looked at Mike and said sincerely, "Mike, thank you."
Mike waved his hand and said, "pay."
Sloane said bluntly, "no problem."
With that, he took out his mobile phone, called the manager who managed the funds for him in bursts of gunfire, and said to Mike, "account."
Mike said a series of numbers. After hearing the amount Sloane said, he raised his eyebrow and said to Sloan, "atmosphere!"
Now, I can buy three or four more manors like X College.
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Guide fate? See through fate?
Stop kidding!
The future is ever-changing, and any choice now may affect the future.
The future that that person sees is only one of countless kinds of future.
Mike looked at the dark figure screaming in the cage of his heart and shook his head.
In addition to maintaining her existence, sealing her weaving shuttle has another important function, which is to expand her soul over time.
Because the founders of the assassin alliance hope that one day in the future, the shadow can be reborn.
Her soul has been nourished by the weaving shuttle made of special materials for hundreds of years, which is no longer comparable to ordinary people. When she meets most people in the world, she can be reborn successfully. Unfortunately, she meets Mike unfortunately.
Mike's mind moved and directly wiped out the dark shadow in his mental cage.
Since you have been dead for hundreds of years, don't come out again.
After thoroughly checking with the power of the soul to make sure that the other party didn't leave anything in his mind, Mike came out of the spiritual field and gently kissed his mouth.
"What's that? What happened to you just now?"
Looking across, Mike resumed his action and couldn't help asking, but his eyes were looking at the broken finger on Mike's hand.
Only in a short time, the white broken finger has rotted and become shriveled.
"You like it!"
Mike said to cross, put the broken finger into cross's hand and said, "here you are."
The cross froze, pinched his broken finger and asked again, "what is this? Why is it in there? What's the matter?"
"Why is it in there? How can I know? What's the matter? Who am I going to ask?"
Mike asked a second consecutive question and answered the other party's question.
Cross: "...."
Looking at the broken finger in his hand and Mike, he looked helpless.
He believed that Mike must have known something, but if Mike didn't say it, there was nothing he could do.
Mike rolled his eyelids, grabbed his severed finger and threw it to the ground with a strong step.
"Dong!"
With a dull sound, a footprint with cracks appeared on the ground, and the broken finger turned into slag.
The corners of his eyes jumped.
What terrible force is this?
Suddenly, a gunshot appeared in the textile factory, and then a large number of gunshots appeared.
Cross was surprised.
It's Wesley!
Without hesitation, he strode out.
Mike looked at the back of the cross and gently pinched his chin.
Did Firefox and Wesley find the truth from Sloane?
Assassins of the assassin League, can you stop these three people?
Also, many years ago, he seemed to owe Sloane a favor because of Raven.
Anyway, he has to repay the other party's favor. He doesn't like to owe others.
The embodied power can be maintained for a period of time.
When my mind moved, the power of my heart surged outward, and in an instant it enveloped the whole textile factory, and then I saw the current situation.
Firefox and Wesley are fighting with the assassins in the textile factory. Their situation is a little bad now, because they are surrounded by a large number of assassins. At this time, the cross joined the battle, and the two sides temporarily maintained balance.
As for Sloane, it seems that he is injured and will soon escape from the textile factory.
Human feelings
Now seems like a good opportunity!
Mike's heart moved, his step disappeared, and the next second, he appeared in front of Sloane.
According to his chest, Sloan, who was running at an age-old speed, looked at Mike who appeared inexplicably and almost hit him.
"Why are you here?"
Sloan's eyes widened violently, and then he stepped back and said, "are you with the cross?"
Mike shook his head and said, "I just came to repay the favor."
"Human relations?"
Sloane was stunned and frowned.
It seems that there is such a thing.
Mike pointed at Sloane and said, "your blood is going to drain."
Sloane twitched at the corner of his mouth and said forcefully, "it's okay. I can hold on for a while."
"Haha!"
Mike smiled and said, "you're still the same."
With that, a card appeared in his hand, which dissipated, and a green energy wrapped around Sloane.
Sloane was surprised and clenched the gun in his hand.
Immediately, he felt that his wound stopped bleeding quickly, and then healed under his gaze until it disappeared.
"Is this? Are you a mutant?"
He looked at Mike unexpectedly and released his hand on the wound.
Mike didn't explain. He waved his hand and said, "now, I'm clear with you."
Sloan chuckled, looked up and down at Mike, and said, "you haven't changed a bit over the years."
Mike stretched out his hand and pointed to his temples. "Touch your conscience and say it again."
"Conscience, do you have a conscience in this industry?"
Mike reached out and gave a thumbs up and said, "I admire your frankness!"
Sloane was silent and said, "are you and cross together?"
Mike thought for a while and said, "before, not now."
Sloane looked at Mike with eyes open.
What the hell is this answer?
Looking at Sloan, Mike suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "I have a business, do you want to do it?"
Sloane pointed to the textile factory behind him with gunfire. "At this time, are you talking business with me?"
Mike grabbed Sloan's shoulder. Sloan breathed softly, pressed his subconscious reaction of avoiding, and was pulled aside by mcclard.
Not to mention that he was not Mike's opponent. He didn't see how Mike just appeared. Even Mike had that magical healing ability
He has no right to resist at all.
"What business?"
Sloane said faintly.
Mike reached out to Sloan's forehead and sent all the things he had just encountered and the memories he had obtained from the shadow to Sloan's mind.
Sloane's body shook, then shook, and finally shocked
He looked at Mike, his eyes from surprise to incredible, then turned into surprise, and finally couldn't help laughing.
"Fate? Bah! Fate is going to kill me? Haha! Shit!"
He danced with excitement.
Originally, he was a believer of fate, but since his name appeared on the fate wanted notice, he was puzzled, he didn't believe it, and then betrayed his previous faith with a trace of guilt.
But now, after he learned the truth of the so-called fate from Mike, he found that there was no such thing as fate at all.
The so-called fate warrant was also controlled.
"Hahahaha!"
He laughed wildly, but his tears couldn't stop flowing out.
"Shit! It's all shit! Damn fate!"
He suddenly felt relaxed.
Then he looked at Mike and said sincerely, "Mike, thank you."
Mike waved his hand and said, "pay."
Sloane said bluntly, "no problem."
With that, he took out his mobile phone, called the manager who managed the funds for him in bursts of gunfire, and said to Mike, "account."
Mike said a series of numbers. After hearing the amount Sloane said, he raised his eyebrow and said to Sloan, "atmosphere!"
Now, I can buy three or four more manors like X College.
Guide fate? See through fate? Stop kidding! The future is ever-changing, and any choice now may affect the future. The future that that person sees is only one of countless kinds of future. Mike looked at the dark figure screaming in the cage of his heart and shook his head. In addition to maintaining her existence, sealing her weaving shuttle has another important function, which is to expand her soul over time. Because the founders of the assassin alliance hope that one day in the future, the shadow can be reborn. Her soul has been nourished by the weaving shuttle made of special materials for hundreds of years, which is no longer comparable to ordinary people. When she meets most people in the world, she can be reborn successfully. Unfortunately, she meets Mike unfortunately. Mike's mind moved and directly wiped out the dark shadow in his mental cage. Since you have been dead for hundreds of years, don't come out again. After thoroughly checking with the power of the soul to make sure that the other party didn't leave anything in his mind, Mike came out of the spiritual field and gently kissed his mouth. "What's that? What happened to you just now?" Looking across, Mike resumed his action and couldn't help asking, but his eyes were looking at the broken finger on Mike's hand. Only in a short time, the white broken finger has rotted and become shriveled. "You like it!" Mike said to cross, put the broken finger into cross's hand and said, "here you are." The cross froze, pinched his broken finger and asked again, "what is this? Why is it in there? What's the matter?" "Why is it in there? How can I know? What's the matter? Who am I going to ask?" Mike asked a second consecutive question and answered the other party's question. Cross: "...." Looking at the broken finger in his hand and Mike, he looked helpless. He believed that Mike must have known something, but if Mike didn't say it, there was nothing he could do. Mike rolled his eyelids, grabbed his severed finger and threw it to the ground with a strong step. "Dong!" With a dull sound, a footprint with cracks appeared on the ground, and the broken finger turned into slag. The corners of his eyes jumped. What terrible force is this? Suddenly, a gunshot appeared in the textile factory, and then a large number of gunshots appeared. Cross was surprised. It's Wesley! Without hesitation, he strode out. Mike looked at the back of the cross and gently pinched his chin. Did Firefox and Wesley find the truth from Sloane? Assassins of the assassin League, can you stop these three people? Also, many years ago, he seemed to owe Sloane a favor because of Raven. Anyway, he has to repay the other party's favor. He doesn't like to owe others. The embodied power can be maintained for a period of time. When my mind moved, the power of my heart surged outward, and in an instant it enveloped the whole textile factory, and then I saw the current situation. Firefox and Wesley are fighting with the assassins in the textile factory. Their situation is a little bad now, because they are surrounded by a large number of assassins. At this time, the cross joined the battle, and the two sides temporarily maintained balance. As for Sloane, it seems that he is injured and will soon escape from the textile factory. Human feelings Now seems like a good opportunity! Mike's heart moved, his step disappeared, and the next second, he appeared in front of Sloane. According to his chest, Sloan, who was running at an age-old speed, looked at Mike who appeared inexplicably and almost hit him. "Why are you here?" Sloan's eyes widened violently, and then he stepped back and said, "are you with the cross?" Mike shook his head and said, "I just came to repay the favor." "Human relations?" Sloane was stunned and frowned. It seems that there is such a thing. Mike pointed at Sloane and said, "your blood is going to drain." Sloane twitched at the corner of his mouth and said forcefully, "it's okay. I can hold on for a while." "Haha!" Mike smiled and said, "you're still the same." With that, a card appeared in his hand, which dissipated, and a green energy wrapped around Sloane. Sloane was surprised and clenched the gun in his hand. Immediately, he felt that his wound stopped bleeding quickly, and then healed under his gaze until it disappeared. "Is this? Are you a mutant?" He looked at Mike unexpectedly and released his hand on the wound. Mike didn't explain. He waved his hand and said, "now, I'm clear with you." Sloan chuckled, looked up and down at Mike, and said, "you haven't changed a bit over the years." Mike stretched out his hand and pointed to his temples. "Touch your conscience and say it again." "Conscience, do you have a conscience in this industry?" Mike reached out and gave a thumbs up and said, "I admire your frankness!" Sloane was silent and said, "are you and cross together?" Mike thought for a while and said, "before, not now." Sloane looked at Mike with eyes open. What the hell is this answer? Looking at Sloan, Mike suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "I have a business, do you want to do it?" Sloane pointed to the textile factory behind him with gunfire. "At this time, are you talking business with me?" Mike grabbed Sloan's shoulder. Sloan breathed softly, pressed his subconscious reaction of avoiding, and was pulled aside by mcclard. Not to mention that he was not Mike's opponent. He didn't see how Mike just appeared. Even Mike had that magical healing ability He has no right to resist at all. "What business?" Sloane said faintly. Mike reached out to Sloan's forehead and sent all the things he had just encountered and the memories he had obtained from the shadow to Sloan's mind. Sloane's body shook, then shook, and finally shocked He looked at Mike, his eyes from surprise to incredible, then turned into surprise, and finally couldn't help laughing. "Fate? Bah! Fate is going to kill me? Haha! Shit!" He danced with excitement. Originally, he was a believer of fate, but since his name appeared on the fate wanted notice, he was puzzled, he didn't believe it, and then betrayed his previous faith with a trace of guilt. But now, after he learned the truth of the so-called fate from Mike, he found that there was no such thing as fate at all. The so-called fate warrant was also controlled. "Hahahaha!" He laughed wildly, but his tears couldn't stop flowing out. "Shit! It's all shit! Damn fate!" He suddenly felt relaxed. Then he looked at Mike and said sincerely, "Mike, thank you." Mike waved his hand and said, "pay." Sloane said bluntly, "no problem." With that, he took out his mobile phone, called the manager who managed the funds for him in bursts of gunfire, and said to Mike, "account." Mike said a series of numbers. After hearing the amount Sloane said, he raised his eyebrow and said to Sloan, "atmosphere!" Now, I can buy three or four more manors like X College.
