Chapter 115

Early in the morning, Ye Yu got up early to see how far his Megatron had evolved.

The brand-new silver white metal shell, when you look at it carefully, has gorgeous patterns, and has a sense of science fiction.

Looking from the front, it's all screens. We can't find the existence of cameras and earphones.

There's no charging jack at the bottom.

In general, Megatron is much higher than the ordinary mobile phones before.

Light up the mobile phone, Ye Yu operates it for a while, and finds that the fluency is just like a pop watch, and there is also the existence of smart Megatron. Ye Yu feels that it is more advanced than javis of tonestak.

Megatron is real life!

Put away the mobile phone, Ye Yu is now concerned about today's theft.

"Human race: Ye Yu (first level Taoist)"

"physique: spirit sword body"

"stealing times: 1"

"Avenue value: 350 / 1000"

"talent: flying card skill, super mental arithmetic, language master, ghost thirteen needles, masked singer king, guard aura, curse aura, Kitchen God"

"skill: the 36th set of broadcast gymnastics, master level eight pole boxing"

"items: Zhenyan potion, Conan's same glasses, Longmen jade carving, flame beads, luminous cup, Aztec gold coins"

"subordinate: Megatron"

"lottery times: 0"

looking at the system panel in front of him, Ye Yu's eyes coagulated, now there is an additional subordinate block, Megatron.

Is it possible to steal and extract life from another world in the future?

Under the doubt in his heart, Ye Yu begins to steal today.

······It's the best textile factory in the city, but it's worn out by the war.

In the round open hall, a circle of people stood together against the wall, pointing their guns at each other, and no one dared move a cent.

An old man with gray hair stood on the stairs. He was the leader of Assassin League, the controller of destiny weaver, Sloan.

Sloan said, deadpan, "he's right! My name appears on the weaver of fate. "

Sloan paused, looked down at the pieces of cloth in his hand, and then scattered them all on the ground. "Similarly, Brad's name appeared on the loom! Gareth's name! Garcia's name "

every time the old man says a name, there will be a big change in the face of someone in the field.

"Including Fox's name." Sloan's eyes lingered on a sexy beauty for a moment, then looked around, "you all damn it! And I saved you! "

There was silence. A moment later, a young man with a gun said, "Sloan! No matter how you paint your past, at the moment when you disobey the weaver of fate, the assassin League is dead. "

"Wesley, it's over. Do you think you can destroy the assassin League by yourself?" Sloan looked at the young man, holding a wry smile around his mouth.

But the confident Sloan did not pay attention to the appearance of that sexy beauty.

Fox grew up in the League until she became the backbone of the assassin League. Her ability is absolutely second to none. But now, her firm belief has collapsed.

Desperate fox shook his arm, pulled the trigger, and a gorgeous bullet was thrown out of the muzzle.

At the last moment of his life, fox shot his peak.

Bang!

Arc ballistics!

The discharged bullet revolved around the hall in a perfect circle.

Fox closed his eyes after the bullet came out of the chamber. He was calm and everything was over!

The bullet shot from the muzzle, through the head of Assassin alliance survival killer, back to its owner's side, about to end its owner's life.

After waiting for a moment, fox opened his eyes doubtfully, surprised that he had not died.

The bullet he fired disappeared from the sky.

What fox didn't know was that when the bullet was about to kill himself, a right hand appeared out of nowhere and took the bullet, then disappeared.