Chapter 115 Arc Ballistics

In the early morning, Ye Yu got up early to check how far his Megatron had evolved.

The brand-new silver-white metal shell, if you look closely, there are gorgeous patterns, which are very sci-fi.

Looking from the front, all are screens, and the existence of cameras and earpieces cannot be found.

There is no charging socket at the bottom.

In general, the evolved Megatron is significantly taller than the ordinary mobile phones before.

Turning on the phone, Ye Yu operated it for a while, and found that the fluency was amazing, and there was also the existence of the intelligent Megatron. Ye Yu felt that it was much more advanced than Tony Stark's Jarvis.

Megatron is real life!

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

"Human Race: Ye Yu (first-level Taoist)"

"Physique: Spirit Sword Body"

"Number of thefts: 1"

"Avenue Value: 350/1000"

"Talents: Flying Cards, Super Mental Arithmetic, Language Master, Thirteen Needles, Masked Singer, Guardian Halo, Curse Halo, God of Cooking"

"Gongfa: The thirty-sixth set of radio gymnastics, master-level Bajiquan"

"Items: Mantra Potion, Conan's Same Spectacles, Dragon Gate Jade Carving, Fire Orb, Luminous Cup, Aztec Gold Coin"

"Subordinate: Megatron"

"Number of draws: 0"

Looking at the system panel in front of him, Ye Yu's eyes narrowed, and now there was an additional subordinate, Megatron.

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

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Ye Yu started today's stealing.

This is the best textile factory in the city, but at the moment it has been baptized by war and has become dilapidated.

In the circular empty hall, a circle of people stood together against the wall, their guns pointed at each other, and no one dared to move.

A gray-haired old man stood on the stairs. He was the leader of the Assassin League and the master of the loom of destiny, Sloan.

Sloan was expressionless and said in a heavy tone, "He's right! My name appears on the loom of destiny."

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! Garth's name! Garcia's name· ··"

Every time the old man said a name, the expression of one person in the field changed greatly.

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

Everyone in the field fell silent, and after a while, a young man with a gun said, "Sloan! No matter how you whitewash your past, the moment you violated the loom of fate, the Assassin League already exists in name only. ."

"Wesley, everything is over, do you think you can destroy the Assassin League by yourself?" Sloan looked at the young man who spoke with a mocking smile on his mouth.

But the confident Sloan did not notice the strangeness of the sexy beauty in the field.

Fox grew up in the league from a young age 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 swung his arm hard, pulled the trigger, and a gorgeous bullet was thrown from the muzzle.

In the last moments of his life, Fox fired his best shot.

boom!

Arc Ballistics!

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

Fox closed his eyes as soon as the bullet popped out of the chamber, his face was calm, and it was over!

The bullet was fired from the muzzle, passed through the head of the Assassin Alliance Survival Killer, and returned to its owner, who was about to end its owner's life.

After waiting for a while, Fox opened his eyes suspiciously, surprised that he did not die.

The bullet he shot disappeared out of thin air.

What Fox didn't know was that when the bullet was about to kill him, a right hand that appeared out of thin air took the bullet and disappeared.