The roar was accompanied by a shock wave, kicking up thick dust on the empty floors.

The initiator of all this, the figure who suddenly appeared at the top of the stairs, was holding a laser gun in a standard stance, staring at the flying dust in front of him, and kept pulling the trigger.

A series of purple light bombs formed a straight line.

Dust weakens the power of laser guns.

Ripples of earthy yellow halo appear constantly in the dust.

A black shadow like a high wall suddenly appeared in front, and the black shadow jumped up violently in the dust!

Yang Ming rolled forward, passing up and down the black shadow. After completing the roll, he knelt down, held the gun, and quickly pulled the trigger!

This dark shadow is Kimo.

Kimo's whole body was covered with an energy shield and he was able to bear the concussion thunder without any damage!

Kimo clenched his fists tightly, with two long ion knives extending outward from the armor on the back of his hands. He glared angrily at Yang Ming, who had shot and killed several of his men in a sneak attack.

"You damn pig!"

Kimo roared:

"You can't break my shield at all! I'm going to kill you! Twist off your head and hang it on the flag on the bow of my ship!"

Yang Ming stood up unhurriedly, and the laser gun continued to spray purple light bullets.

"You're mute? Aren't you very good at speaking?"

Kimo charged directly towards Yang Ming, shouting continuously.

The booster of the armor on his back shone with light again, and the whole figure seemed to be flying close to the ground. The ion knives held high in his hands were crisscrossed and slashed towards Yang Ming's head!

Yang Ming kept retreating, his legs gathering strength, and his retreat speed was almost the same as Kimo's advancement speed.

Kimo's ion knife continuously cuts into the air.

The retreating Yang Ming left several nearly standard semicircles on the ground, like an elegant matador in a bullring, and the series of light bullets were like the reins of a leading bull.

He always kept a distance of two meters from Kimo.

At this moment, Kimo did not realize the seriousness of the matter and had no intention of picking up the laser gun.

Kimo has confirmed the power of the laser gun in Yang Ming's hand.

Kimo will use his favorite method to carry out a bloody beheading on this pig who has humiliated him!

Da da da.

The laser gun in Yang Ming's hand emptied the energy storage magazine.

Kimo's mouth showed a sinister smile: "Your death has come! Bastard!"

Yang Ming curled his lips slightly.

This krypton metal monster equipped with high-level warrior equipment!

The money that should have been used to upgrade their pirate ship's shipboard system was all spent by Kimo on upgrading personal equipment?

Kimo roared and rushed over again.

Yang Ming jumped low and easily dodged the opponent's plasma knife. He raised his right hand at the bottom of the backpack. Four concussion grenades flew out from the mouth of the backpack and were firmly grasped by Yang Ming's hands.

Kimo subconsciously wanted to protect himself.

But Yang Ming quickly threw these grenades in all directions.

Amidst the roar, shock waves hit back and forth, causing the floors to tremble.

Kimo smiled evilly: "You want to blow up the floor and die with me? That's a wishful thinking! I can't fall to my death even if I jump from hundreds of meters in the air!"

Yang Ming reached into his arms with his right hand and took out the slightly worn black sword hilt.

"Light saber?" Kimo shook the big ion knife in his hand, with a bit of crazy fighting intent in his eyes.

"Look at what's around," Yang Ming said as a reminder.

Kimo glanced everywhere.

dust.

Due to the impact of several concussive bombs just now, the sand and dust accumulated on this abandoned floor were completely swept up.

"No one will ever know how you died, Kimo."

Yang Ming said calmly.

Buzz——

A sad red light shone on Yang Ming's face.

Is this ridiculous lightsaber provoking his top-notch armor?

Kimo's nose trembled, and the four ion streams sprayed from behind were like unfolding wings of light!

His majestic body wrapped in exoskeleton armor charges again!

He is the strongest being in the Black Dragon Group.

And now, he was going to crush the young man in front of him to pieces and let him go down to accompany that old bastard Kolev!

The ion knife held high by Kimo was even more dazzling, and the roar was completely like the roar of a wild beast.

Yang Ming, holding his lightsaber straight, took half a step forward. The dust flying in all directions seemed to be hovering for a moment.

Kimona's ferocious expression suddenly froze, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

He saw deep footprints on the concrete floor where Yang Ming had stepped.

This, what kind of explosive power is this!

It was too late for Kimo to change his slashing action. He could only watch helplessly as this young warrior rushed straight in front of him at a speed that was beyond normal!

The blood-red lightsaber drew a figure-eight trajectory!

Yang Ming almost ran into Kimo's arms!

The blood-colored lightsaber abruptly cut off the energy wall that had not been completely filled, and cut through the gap under Kimo's armpit that was not covered by the exoskeleton.

Shoulder bump!

The energy shield flashes violently!

Yang Ming didn't take a step back, and large cracks appeared on the floor beneath his feet.

Kimo's huge body flew backwards, falling to the ground and still sliding more than ten meters.

His arms were shaking constantly, wisps of blood spurted out from his armpits, his waist was obviously misaligned, and the nerves in his legs were unresponsive.

"Ah! Ah——"

Kimo howled miserably, and the sound was transmitted to the ears of three-fifths of the pirates through the communication.

"Monster!" Kimo yelled, "you monster! Ah! My arm!"

Suddenly a figure appeared in front of Kimo's eyes.

Yang Ming, holding a lightsaber, appeared above Kimo's head.

"I have a passively triggered full-body shield! You can't kill me!" Kimo shouted tremblingly, "Let me go, I'll give you Kolev's treasure, if you want the money... it's all yours...

…”

Yang Ming knelt on one knee, slowly brought his palm to Kimo's ear, and turned off Kimo's headphones.

"Captain Kimo, do you know what soldiers are most afraid of with their passive trigger-type full-body shields?"

Yang Ming murmured in a low voice, and his voice fell on Kimor's ears and also reached Kolev's ears.

"The passive trigger shield can detect metal, detect sharp objects, detect high-energy rays and kinetic energy weapons. It is actually distributed all over your body and only completes the energy distribution and deployment when someone else pulls the trigger.

"But it doesn't respond to gentle physical contact."

Yang Ming's left thumb pressed the nail of his middle finger and very slowly moved it to Kimo's forehead.

Kimo was trembling all over, but at this moment he could only tremble, twitch, stare, and listen to the other person's voice that sounded like a devil's whisper:

"It won't reject its companions like it's a joke."

Yang Ming's fingers suddenly flicked down.

boom!

Kimo's eyes protruded outward, a semicircle collapsed in the middle of his head, his skull made a faint cracking sound, and black blood flowed from his nostrils and ears.

The humming sound of the exoskeleton armor's operation gradually disappears because its user has lost his vitality.

A laser pistol appeared in Yang Ming's hand, and the muzzle was pointed at Kimo's head.

Phew! Phew!

On Kimo's forehead, white smoke curled up from three bloody holes the size of his thumb.

"Your men are so weak, Kolev."
To be continued...