Super Manufacturing Force

Under the excited gaze of Matthew Fox, Zhao Xu twitched his fingers several times in a row: "Ka Ka Ka!"

In an instant, there was a strange silence in the hall, and the excited expression froze on his face. Matthew Fox yelled in his heart in disbelief: "No, this is impossible. How could it be possible that he was not killed by five shots in a row?"

"It's your turn!" Zhao Xu said with a smile: "Hehe, you also have a chance, try it, it's very exciting, maybe you won't die either!"

Try a fart!

All five shots were fired, and the bullet must have been in the last shot. Now whoever shoots will die!

Matthew Fox was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, shaking his head like a rattle: "No, I don't want to die, please let me go, Zhao Xu, please let me go!"

"It's boring, the helmsman of a dignified family doesn't even have the guts!" Zhao Xu shook his head disdainfully. .

"Yes, yes, I am a coward, I have no courage at all!"

Matthew Fox cried bitterly in fear: "Please let me go, I will never dare to offend the people around you in the future, and I will definitely obey you in the future, the Fox family has a huge influence in the United States Li, my family and I can do many things for you, as long as you don't kill me!"

"Really?" Zhao Xu smiled inexplicably, and put the revolver on the coffee table.

"Yes, it's all true. I mean what I say, and the Fox family can do anything for you in the future!" Matthew Fox nodded obsequiously, but a hidden sternness flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, he grabbed the revolver and pointed it at Zhao Xu: "Hahahaha, you idiot, how dare you put the gun down, go to hell!"

He pulled the trigger fiercely: "click!"

Empty gun!

The last shot was actually empty!

What about bombs?

Matthew Fox was dumbfounded. He turned on the revolver in disbelief, and saw that it was empty, without a single bullet: "No, that's impossible. I clearly saw you put the bullet in the gun?"

"Hehe, it's just a little magic trick, just to tease you!" Zhao Xu smiled and spread his hands, only to see a yellow-orange bullet in his palm.

"Clang!"

He casually threw the bomb on the coffee table,

He sneered and said: "You are still a little bit courageous, and you dared to take up a gun to kill me in the end. From this point of view, I can promise that as long as you plead guilty and go to prison, I will not kill you!"

"No, I don't want to go to prison, I am the helm of the Fox family, how can I go to prison?"

Matthew Fox shook his head desperately, as if he was crazy, grabbed the bullets on the coffee table and tried to stuff them into the gun, but he became nervous, and hurriedly swept all six bullets to the ground.

He rushed over to pick up the bomb, but suddenly, a cold voice came from outside the house: "You are wrong, starting today, you will no longer be the helm of the Fox family!"

"Who, who dares to say that I am not the helm of the Fox family?" Matthew Fox raised his head with a grim expression on his face.

At this time, the door was opened, and two Western men walked in one after the other.

The man walking behind had brown hair, was in his teens, and looked somewhat similar to Matthew Fox, making it obvious that they were brothers.

The man walking in front has blond hair, is tall and handsome, and is one of the judges of the Freedom League, the mechanically modified Jester.

Zhao Xu was a little surprised. Why did this guy suddenly appear?

Matthew Fox was stunned, and suddenly ran to Jester, begging, "Master, why are you here, please help me, this Zhao Xu is going to kill me!"

"Then you can die!" Jester said indifferently.

"What?" Matthew Fox was dumbfounded, and could hardly believe his ears.

"Didn't you hear clearly?" Jester sneered, "I'll say it again, Mr. Zhao Xu is my good friend, if you offend him, you offend me, so if he wants you to die, I have absolutely no objection!"

"No, master, you can't do this, I have never disobeyed you, I am your most loyal servant!"

Matthew Fox screamed in horror: "Yes, master, I am still useful, I am the helm of the Fox family, I can do anything for you, please don't abandon me!"

"As I said, starting today, you will no longer be the helm of the Fox family!"

Jester sneered and pointed to the brown-haired middle-aged man beside him: "From now on, your brother Wil Fox will take over the rights of the Fox family!"

"This is my honor, thank you master!"

Wilfox stood up, bowed gracefully, and then looked at Zhao Xu with a smile on his face: "Honorable Mr. Zhao Xu, now Matthew Fox is completely up to you. If you want him to die, he will definitely live." But next second!"

Zhao Xu raised his eyebrows: "There's no need to die. I think it would be a happier ending if he spends the rest of his life in prison!"

"As you wish, honorable sir!" Wilfox bowed gracefully again.

"thump!"

Matthew Smith sat down on the ground, his whole body limp and listless, the poor man at the helm of a big family, his future life was decided in just a few words, it's really sad!

Jester strode towards Zhao Xu: "Haha, dear friend, we finally meet again!"

"Yeah, I'm really surprised to see Mr. Jester here!" Zhao Xu smiled slightly, but was secretly shocked in his heart.

Matthew Smith actually called Jester his master, what does that mean?

This shows that the powerful Fox family is likely to be an outlying organization of the Freedom Alliance, and judging from the change of the helm of the family after just a few words from Jester, the Freedom Alliance has absolute control over the Fox family.

And how many outlying organizations like the Fox family, the Liberty League, are there?

Zhao Xu didn't know about this, but he was sure that there was definitely more than one. From this, we could see how powerful the Freedom Alliance was.

"I came here specially to invite Mr. Zhao Xu!"

Jester sat opposite Zhao Xu: "The Freedom Alliance's battle for the succession of the Prophet is about to begin. I hope that Mr. Zhao Xu can go to the headquarters of the Freedom Alliance with me. I believe that as long as the two of us work together, we will be able to successfully seize the succession of the Prophet!"

"Hehe, I've been looking forward to this for a long time!" Zhao Xu nodded happily, and then asked, "Mr. Jeste, I wonder how your current combat power is?"

"very powerful!"

Jester clenched his fists immodestly: "The intelligent monitoring system has made my ability to predict battles and the speed of program operation at least five times stronger than before. Now even if the other five judges join forces, I have confidence Beat them!"

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