"Haha, I really don't know who gave you the confidence."
Gao Lingze, who was looking at each other coldly with his arms folded, sneered.
I really don’t know how high the world is, so I just put on a shabby robe and a mask and pretended to be a good person.
What he carries with him is the third-ranked fighting master in his family and a martial arts master with a physical fitness level of 20!
It's really interesting that so many people dare to pretend in front of themselves.
Without Gao Lingze's glance, several bodyguards in black pulled out spring sticks from their cuffs with sinister smiles on their faces.
It bounced up in an arc, and the highly elastic steel made a sound of wind in the air.
Five of the men in black stepped forward silently.
Looking at the dark gold masked man in front of them who had no intention of giving way, they swung out the spring sticks in their hands at the same time.
You can't beat him to death, but you can beat him half to death.
Didn't the young master just want to save face when he pulled them out today?
Mu Fan looked at the tall figure in front of him in surprise. Didn't he come to see the girl behind him? Why was he now confronting the unkind masked man?
"Are you looking for death?"
The masked man looked ahead and spoke to Gao Lingze over there.
After hearing this, a bodyguard in black drew a stick directly. The metal spring stick hit the human body and the skin was torn open.
Let your language be disrespectful!
Gao Lingze looked with satisfaction at the bodyguards who rushed to attack first.
Have a vision!
Donahue and several other aristocratic young people in the circle watched with interest.
Finding a venue is the most interesting thing.
It looked like the masked man was going to be whipped hard in the next second.
But the right hand on the side of the robe was raised, revealing five fingers with broad and thick joints. The masked man looked at the spring stick that was about to be drawn to his body, and thrust out his right hand.
Uh, uh...
The spring stick in the hand of the black-clothed bodyguard scraped against the masked man's robe, then hung down weakly, and the whole man began to struggle violently.
He thought those five iron claw-like fingers were firmly clasped on his forehead, but now his vision was dark, and the pain in his head that was about to explode made him struggle crazily.
snort!
His right hand loosened slightly, then he clenched his fist into a fist and punched the bodyguard's chest hard like lightning.
Before the bodyguard could take a breath, he felt a heavy blow on his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He flew four to five meters away and lay on the ground unconscious.
The eyes of the majestic man next to Gao Lingze suddenly shone.
The masked man opposite has amazing strength.
The attack just now was so brutal and decisive that at least half of the bodyguard's ribs and sternum were collapsed.
The remaining bodyguards stopped their forward momentum and cautiously stood in a row and approached.
"It turns out there were two moments. Humph, even if you can get out from here, I don't believe you can beat the mechas outside!"
Mecha!?
The people at the scene looked outside when they heard these two words, including Mu Fan and the other three. Sure enough, there were several brown guard mechas at the door. The five-meter-high fuselage and thick metal shell were silent.
Bai Mao, who was standing at the very back, couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart when he saw the figure of the mecha outside.
How righteous!
Is this Mu Fan’s friend?
Sure enough, people are divided into groups!
The same animals, the same lack of nonsense.
But Mu Fan still doesn’t speak at this time?
Sit back and watch your brother get beaten?
Bai Mao was puzzled and prepared to clear his throat and speak.
But at this time, the man in the dark gold mask sneered, and raised his right hand that he had just withdrawn, his voice was cold, hoarse, but smelled of blood.
"Mecha...very good."
There was still no fear or fear in his tone, there was still no wave of fluctuation, it was plain and scary.
People stared at his raised right hand.
This time he was going to take action again, and this team of bodyguards in black were ready to attack at the same time.
Stretch your palms to one side and spread them slightly.
The crowd in black pressed forward.
The masked person looks like a dead person.
Open your palm slightly, and a flat crystal disc appears in your palm.
"What the hell did I think you had? You're really good at scaring people."
With a snort, Gao Lingze waved his hand to move around, and at the same time signaled the fighting masters beside him to prepare for action.
But then there was a buzzing sound and a low vibrating sound.
A circle of ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly flashed out of the hand of the man in the dark gold mask, and then in everyone's sight, a small and exquisite stone gate holographic light and shadow, about ten centimeters high, appeared on the flat crystal disk.
The frame of the stone door is entirely gray, and the hollow door is as black as ink.
Although it is small, it attracts everyone's attention at this moment.
"Fuck me-"
"etc!"
The fighting master suddenly stopped his young master, looked at Gao Lingze solemnly, and said urgently: "Young master, don't act rashly."
"What's wrong?"
"He is... Pilot Solomon!"
It was like a bolt of lightning flashed across my back, and the hair on my back completely exploded.
Gao Lingze comes from such a family, how could he not know about this interstellar super dark force?
But until now in his life, he has never actually faced off against a living Solomon pilot.
At this time, Donahue's eyes on the other side also became wary, and he looked at Gao Lingze over there, "Master Gao Ling, what's the real problem between you and this... sir?"
Compared to Gao Lingze, he clearly knows the term Solomon Pilot!
It is almost synonymous with cruelty and power.
Solomon pilots are far superior to ordinary people in personal battles and small-scale encounters.
Solomon is also divided into three, six and nine levels, and he has a Solomon crystal in his hand, which is the sign of an official pilot!
And it is divided into five levels: light blue, dark blue, gray, black, and doorpost!
The grade division is the color of the stone door frame projected by the Solomon Crystal.
The person in front of me is the gray-robed pilot representing the third level.
That means he will own at least one non-mass-produced mecha of B level or above.
And being able to grow to this point means that he has countless lives on his hands!
Now he must remind Gao Lingze in time, otherwise if there is a real battle, none of them present will be able to escape.
How did Landus Star sneak into Solomon Pilot?
How does interstellar customs check!
Now Solomon's gray-robed pilot appeared before their eyes, and a mecha was about to fall from the sky in the next second!
Hurry and persuade this lunatic Gao Lingze to stop. If you want to play with yourself, don't drag us to death.
Gao Lingze over there shook his head stiffly, "There is no festival... What I want to arrest is the woman in the back and the white-haired one."
Then why are you stunned?
Are you still standing there stupidly?
Finally Gao Lingze came to his senses and immediately showed his demeanor as a young man from a big family. He quickly put a smile on his face, scolded the men in black, and quickly stepped forward and bowed, "Sir, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. It's all a misunderstanding. This is a million dollars."
Pentacles, it’s disrespectful to be careless.”
A golden unnamed star coin card appeared in his hand.
"snort."
With a flick of his left hand, the star coin stuck in Gao Lingze's hand disappeared instantly, and the crystal medallion in his right hand was put away.
The man in the dark gold mask walked out of the hall without even looking at Gao Lingze.
Phew~ It’s so dangerous!
I almost lost it today.
It turns out you are not in the same group, so why are you standing in front of them?
Gao Lingze cast a grateful look at Tang Naxiu, then turned around and looked at Mu Fan and the other three with fierce eyes. This time, without the evil spirit standing in front of him, none of you can escape today.
Seeing those lustful eyes, Bai Guyue shrank her head in fear. This scene was far beyond her imagination. How could this happen? Should she call her grandpa?
At this moment, no one noticed that an extremely small mechanical ant appeared in the palm of the dark gold masked man who had just escaped from the crowd. With the inadvertent swing of his hand, the mechanical ant, which was only one-third the size of a real ant, quietly slid to the ground, and then
Climb backward quickly.
Hum, there is nothing to escape from Solomon's hunting target...
An unpredictable smile hung on the face behind the dark gold mask.