The Father of Superheroes Chapter 171: businessman mike

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guide destiny? See-through fate?

Do not make jokes!

The future is ever-changing, and any choice made now may affect the future.

The future that that person sees is only one of countless futures.

Mike looked at the black shadow screaming in the prison cage and shook his head.

In addition to maintaining her existence, the weaving shuttle that seals her also has an important function, which is to grow her soul over time.

Because the founders of the Assassin League hope that one day in the future, Sombra will be reborn.

Her soul has been nourished by the weaving shuttle made of special materials for hundreds of years. It is no longer comparable to ordinary people. She can be reborn successfully when she meets most people in the world…

With a thought of Mike, he directly wiped out the dark shadow in the cage of his soul.

Since it has been dead for hundreds of years, don't come out of Hoho.

After a thorough inspection with the power of the mind, after confirming that the other party did not leave anything in his mind, Mike came out of the spiritual realm and pouted slightly.

"What is that? What happened to you just now?"

Cross saw that Mike had resumed his action, and couldn't help asking, but his eyes were on the severed finger on Mike's hand.

I saw that in just a short period of time, the white severed finger had rotted and become shriveled.

"You like it!"

Mike spoke to Cross, put the severed finger in Cross's hand, and said, "I'll send it to you."

Cross was stunned for a while, and asked again with his severed finger: "What is this? Why is it in there? What is going on here?"

"Why is it, how do I know? What's going on, who do I ask?"

Mike came for a second question and answered the other party's question.

Cross: "…"

He looked at the severed finger in his hand and Mike, with a helpless expression on his face.

He believed that Mike must know something, but if Mike didn't say it, he had nothing to do.

Mike rolled his eyelids, grabbed the severed finger and threw it to the ground, stepping on it hard.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, a cracked footprint appeared on the ground, and the broken finger turned into slag.

The corner of the cross jumped.

What terrifying power is this?

Suddenly, a gunshot appeared in the textile factory, followed by a large number of gunshots.

Cross was shocked.

It's Wesley!

Without any hesitation, he strode out.

Mike looked at the back of Cross and squeezed his chin lightly.

Did Firefox and Wesley find the truth from Sloan?

Can the assassins of the Assassin League stop these three people?

Also, many years ago, because of Ruiwen, he seemed to owe Sloan a favor.

No matter what, he has to repay the other party's favor, he doesn't like to owe others.

The embodied power can last for a while.

As soon as his mind moved, the power of the soul poured out, and it only covered the entire textile factory in an instant, and then saw the current situation.

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Firefox and Wesley are fighting the assassins of the textile mill. The two are in a bad situation now, because they are surrounded by a large number of assassins, and at this time, the cross joins the fight, and the two sides temporarily maintain the balance.

As for Sloan, he seems to be injured and is about to escape from the mill.

Favorite…

Now seems like a good opportunity!

Mike's thoughts moved, his footsteps disappeared, and the next second, he appeared in front of Sloan.

Pressing his chest, Sloan, who was running at an inappropriate speed for his age, looked at Mike who appeared inexplicably, and almost collided with his head.

"Why are you here?"

Sloan's eyes widened sharply, and then he stepped back and said, "Are you and Cross together?"

Mike shook his head and said, "I'm just here to repay the favor."

"Humanity?"

Sloan froze, frowning.

It seems that there is such a thing.

Mike pointed at Sloan and said, "Your blood is about to dry."

The corner of Sloan's mouth twitched, and he said firmly: "It's okay, I can last for a while."

"Ha ha!"

Mike smiled and said, "You're still the same."

Saying that, a card appeared in his hand, the card dissipated, and a green energy wrapped around Sloan.

Sloan was startled and clenched the gun in his hand.

Immediately, he felt that his wound had stopped bleeding quickly, and then healed under his watch until it disappeared.

"This is? Are you a mutant?"

He looked at Mike unexpectedly and let go of his hand holding the wound.

Mike didn't explain, he waved his hand and said, "Now, I'm clear with you."

Sloan laughed softly, looked up and down at Mike, and said, "You haven't changed at all over the years."

Mike stretched out his hand and pointed to his temples: "You touch your conscience and say it again."

"Conscience, do you have a conscience in doing this?"

Mike stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up, "I admire your confession!"

Sloan was silent for a while and said, "Are you and Cross together?"

Mike thought for a moment and said, "It was counted before, but it is not counted now."

Sloan looked at Mike.

What the **** 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?"

Sloan pointed to the spinning mill behind him: "At this time, are you talking about business with me?"

Mike grabbed Sloan's shoulders, Sloan breathed lightly, pressed his subconscious dodging reaction, and was pulled aside by Mike.

Not to mention that he was not Mike's opponent in the first place, he couldn't see how Mike appeared just now, and even Mike had that magical healing ability...

He has no right to resist at all.

"what business?"

Sloan said lightly.

Mike reached out and nodded to Sloan's forehead, and sent all the things he had just encountered and the memories he got from that shadow to Sloan's mind.

Sloan shook, then shook again, and finally shook violently...

He looked at Mike, his eyes changed from surprise to surprise, then to surprise, and finally he couldn't help laughing.

"Fate? Bah! Fate is going to kill me? Haha! Shit!"

He danced with excitement.

He was originally a believer of destiny, but since his name appeared on the wanted list of destiny, he was puzzled, he didn't believe it, and then betrayed his previous belief with a trace of guilt.

But now, after he learned the truth of the so-called fate from Mike, he discovered that there is no so-called fate at all.

The so-called Destiny Wanted Order was actually controlled.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

He laughed wildly~www.mtlnovel.com~ but the tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Shit! It's all shit! Damn fate!"

He suddenly felt relieved.

Then he looked at Mike and said sincerely, "Mike, thank you."

Mike waved his hand and said, "Pay me."

Sloan said cheerfully: "No problem."

As he said that, he took out his mobile phone, and in the sound of gunfire, he called the manager who managed the funds for him, and said to Mike: "Account."

Mike said a series of numbers. After hearing the amount Sloan said, he raised his eyebrows and said to Sloan: "Atmospheric!"

Now, I can buy three or four more manors like X Academy.