Lord of the Heavens Fate

"Get 2000 Fate Points."

Click!

Fang Mu got into the car.

"Drive, Tru."

The engine rang and the car drove up.

Truu hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help speaking.

"Boss, why don't we take the snake charm into our own hands?"

"Not necessary."

Fang Mu shook his head.

The twelve charms are the most important thing for him is the legendary skills on them.

As for the charm itself, except for a few, such as the Ox charm, other spells are not very useful to him.

more importantly.

"It's the greatest benefit for us to let go of the spell!"

Fang Mu looked up to the sky outside the window, and the blue sky was cloudless.

The eight undead gods stared at the twelve spells, and now gather the spells in their hands, that is, they are attracting their attention.

"Oh."

Tru replied dumbly, he didn't really understand Fang Mu's idea, but since Fang Mu had a layout, he just had to obey his orders.

the other side.

Wesley woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the opened barrel in front of him, and a gun was lying quietly in it.

"Huh? How did it open?"

"Uh. I just had a quick stop, it might be a bit weak."

Photographer Eisen's eyes dodged a little.

"Quick brake?"

When Wesley's eyes were cold, raising his hand was a slap.

"I said it felt a little dazed, it turned out to be a good thing you did!"

"sorry Sorry."

Eisen bowed his head and apologized blindly.

Wesley slammed several times in a slap.

It took a while for his anger to drop a little.

"What about my stone, millennium antiquities?"

"Yes, next to your seat."

Wesley quickly picked it up and took a closer look, only to find that there was no damage before he was relieved.

"Fortunately it's okay, otherwise you're done! Do you know?"

Eisen dared not refute, his head lowered even lower.

"Not driving yet!"

"it is good."

The car started again.

It didn't take long for them to drive, and they were forced to stop again.

Huh?

Why is ‘again’?

Wesley frowned, and he always felt that something had been ignored by him, but no matter what he thought, he never remembered it.

And the scene in front of him did not give him more time.

Two cars appeared, directly blocking their way.

A few people who were not easy to provoke at first glance came down from the car.

"What do you want to do? I tell you, I'm not annoying!"

Wesley's pistol was taken out calmly, indicating that he was not without resistance.

A cool man with sunglasses came over, and he threw out a certificate directly.

"Fbi."

"Fbi?"

Wesley swallowed.

He just ‘taken’ a stone, do n’t he need to alarm fbi?

Could it be that what he did before was discovered?

That's not the level of fbi!

"What do you want to do? I tell you, but I am a well-known presenter of a TV station. If you dare to enforce the lawlessly, be careful that I expose you!"

The cool man looked at him without saying a word, but the ironic meaning was extremely clear.

Wesley was angry.

"What's your expression? Do you look down on me? I tell you! I have a deep relationship with the wife's uncle, the TV station's husband!"

As soon as he had finished speaking, Wesley was lucky.

Fortunately, fortunately I didn't tell the secret.

His character, and the ability to mix with a host on TV, all rely on this secret!

"I know, you have an affair with your wife, the director."

The cool man said flatly.

Wesley's face stiffened, pointing at the cool man, angrily.

"You, you, don't talk nonsense! Be careful I sue you for slander! Do you know slander!"

He tried hard to calm himself down, but there was a little panic in his heart.

How could they know this?

Did they come because of this?

They want to deal with the wife or the director, so they want to find him as a breakthrough?

If it is the level of their director, they can really alarm fbi.

But it's not right!

Their wife, the director, would be able to play. He was just one of them being played, and he has already been "out of favor", otherwise how could he be reduced to the present level, there is a photographer next to him.

What is the use of finding him in his current identity and status?

But in case?

What if they fancy his unparalleled strength?

Wesley's eyes flickered, thinking about how to profit from it, but the next sentence of Cool Man made him fall into the ice cellar completely.

"We are here for that stone!"

"stone?"

Wesley stared for a second, then said nothing if nothing happened.

"What stone? I don't know what you are talking about."

With the help of the door, he put the ‘stone’ in his pocket without any trace.

"Let me come!"

A sturdy black woman came out, without a word, pulling the car door.

Really pull away!

The car door was like a thin layer of paper in her hand, and when it was gently pulled, the door was opened directly!

Wesley and Eisen, who watched this scene with their own eyes, came down in cold sweat.

What the **** is this monster?

How can normal people have such strange power!

The two were terrified, especially Wesley, who was terrified.

Because the pair of hands that opened the door of the car, he was grabbing him!

"What do you want to do? The United States is legal! I tell you, if you dare, ah! Ah! Ah!"

Eisen shrank himself into a quail. He didn't even look at it, closed his eyes, and prayed to his God in his heart.

Can't see me, can't see me.

In addition to every scream that came from his ear, it made his body tremble subconsciously.

Everything is actually very harmonious.

I don't know how long it has passed, the screaming finally stopped.

"Okay, things are ready."

"You know that the thing is on him, just take it out or not, just do so much!"

One of them has fiery red hair, and looks more like a young man on the street, unable to resist the vomiting.

The sturdy black woman glanced at him.

"I just want to beat him, do you have any opinions?"

"No! How dare I!"

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"he?"

The sturdy black woman glanced at Eisen and spit.

"It's enough to beat this kind of spicy chicken! More, dirty hands!"

"What about these two people?"

A middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses, who seemed to be gentle and gentle, came out with a gentle smile on his face.

"Otherwise, shall I deal with it?"

A cold wind blew directly from Eisen's head to the soles of his feet.

These people are really fbi?

Too cruel!

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