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Chapter 383: Dalei Xiao's Secret Mission

When I saw Ji Shu Bing's violent step and heard the bang in Donahue's hand.

Gao Lingze and all the Landu military personnel behind him felt that the hairs on their bodies were exploding. The almost destructive aura on Donahue's body was simply too terrifying.

Absolutely no one takes the initiative to speak now, who would be stupid enough to hit the muzzle?

However, this is only what their own people think. For those reporters, this is the best news.

Of course they heard the loud bang and the glass breaking, so they rushed over to ask the person how he felt.

The mechas and pilots of Landu Military Group have been wiped out. How does Mr. Tang feel now?

No, this kind of question is too harsh...

But being so mean can arouse the interviewee's emotions even more!

The eyes of a group of media people showed green light.

Some people are afraid of Donahue, but there are always some who are not.

Then the reporters suddenly rushed forward.

"Mr. Tang!"

"Your mecha has..."

"I would like to interview Mr. Donahue..."

The security personnel of the Landu Military Group showed excellent qualities at this moment. They immediately stopped these reporters who wanted to rush forward.

Several reporters were caught off guard and bounced to the ground by these strong bodyguards.

Donahue still didn't look back, and his right hand was still clutching the glass residue.

Bright red blood began to drip down the palms of his hands.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

The person next to him grabbed a handkerchief and wanted to rush over, but then Donahue's left hand suddenly raised.

The noisy scene stopped instantly, and everyone looked at the back of the figure with his left hand raised.

A gloomy and plain voice came from the front:

"Tang needs to hold an internal meeting of the company, so I can only trouble my media friends to arrange another time."

After the words fell, the security personnel who had been passively blocking them straightened out the reporters who were still pushing them, and then forcibly took them away.

Only then did those fanatical reporters realize that this man was a descendant of the seven major families in Landu.

Although he was unwilling to do so, he had no choice but to leave.

Seeing that the media had completely left, Gao Lingze and others saw Donahue turning his head with a sinister look on his face.

"From now on, I want...him to die! Ah!!"

He flicked his right hand violently, and the bloody palm finally spread out.

Donahue's crazy roar echoed within the protective shield.

He would never forget the look that the other party raised his head to look at him.

Cold and lifeless, he knew it was just an electronic eye.

But he also knew that behind the electronic eyes, there was a pair of real eyes.

There must be ridicule in those indifferent eyes.



"Okay! You really deserve to be my disciple!"

In the mecha special training room, Ruan Xiongfeng slapped his thigh suddenly, his face glowing with excitement.

After the bald man finished shouting, he found that there was silence behind him, and then grinned at the group of young lecturers behind him who were frightened and speechless.

"Isn't it wonderful, huh?" The last word came from the nasal cavity of the veteran ruffian.

"Wonderful!"

"You are indeed a disciple of Instructor Ruan. He has the same violent style."

"Famous teachers produce great disciples."

"Yes, he has the same demeanor as instructor Ruan did back then."

A group of young lecturers trembled with fright, then nodded desperately and offered all kinds of nice words for free.

"Hahahaha! You know nothing about my demeanor back then. But when you hear these words, your heart feels enlightened. Okay, you can go back if you are fine. Today's meeting is cancelled, and I have to prepare for a mission."

Ruan Xiongfeng stroked his bald head and laughed. Although these young people have average abilities, their speaking skills are very high.

The bald man said he found it very useful.

After hearing Ruan Xiongfeng's words, these young lecturers left the room in panic as if they had been granted amnesty.

Being with this humanoid monster is really stressful. Not only is he moody, but he is also quite powerful and a pervert.

There is also the dean above who has been protecting him, which is really unreasonable.

Forget it, just pretend that I came here to watch a video with the veteran ruffian.

But then again, is the pilot of that mecha really a direct disciple of Bald Ruan?

etc……

It can’t be the freshmen of this class!

The group of young lecturers looked at each other and realized that there was no Ruan Xiongfeng around.

There was horror in his eyes.

I was just trying to resist the pressure brought by the bald man, but now that I think about it, I think about it... I'm so scared!

When he was alone in the special training room, Ruan Xiongfeng sat back on the sofa.

He picked up the Tianxun in his hand and dialed a number, still staring at the black mecha on the screen.

"I'm Ruan Xiongfeng. I'll go there tomorrow, but I'm just driving the Thunder Owl to watch the battle. And remember, if my apprentice is in danger, I will definitely take action regardless of the rules of the Mecha Association."

The submissive part of Tianxun seems to be saying something.

Then Ruan Xiongfeng impatiently raised Tianxun, his face facing the microphone position and said: "Okay, don't make the ink look like a girl, that's it."

He casually hung up Tianxun and threw it aside.

Ruan Xiongfeng clasped his hands behind his head, his bald head shining brightly in the light.

Thinking of the request received from the top military officials last night, the Mecha Martial Arts Competition starts from the Throne Competition in order to avoid some accidents. Extremely powerful Mechas are needed to cooperate with military warships to maintain order.

Of course, this maintenance is not just for those unknown possibilities, but also for the Mecha Association to use a deterrent.

"They are still bargaining on such a trivial condition. Now the armies of these peaceful planets are getting weaker and weaker. They are as cowardly as an egg on their own territory. Damn it~"

"Hehe, but cheap apprentice, your cheap master is here to help you fight. Let me fight with peace of mind in the next battle, hahaha!"

After muttering to himself, Ruan Xiongfeng smiled proudly again.

There is no way, who made this kid Mu Fan his disciple!



As for Mu Fan's friends, they were all so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

Especially the fat man, his face was red, and his expression was as if he had been having an orgasm for a long time. He was so happy that he could hardly breathe.

His mouth was open but he couldn't shout a word. He could only pat the gauntlet with his hands to express his inner excitement and shock.

However, at this moment, a buddy next to the fat man who was similar in size to him, wearing a pair of small round sunglasses, suddenly threw the popcorn in his hand onto the chair.

"Idiot, you're such a pervert, you're going to hit a geoduck!"

The excited roar accompanied by popcorn made Fatty Harry turn his head in confusion.

"Brother, what do you mean, I don't understand..."

"Illiteracy is really scary, just light up your brain and search it yourself." The fat man in sunglasses and jacket had a disgusted face.

When Bai Mao noticed the moment he turned around, he even saw the tears of excitement in Fatty's eyes.

The damn fat brother is actually considered illiterate.

Why……

Bai Mao patted the fat man on the shoulder. He understood what he said, but he couldn't explain it.

Alas, it is really difficult to be a pure person.

Fatty saw Bai Mao's constipated and guilty look, and turned to comfort Bai Mao.

Only Li Xiaoxi, who had been watching here silently, was left thinking carefully about what the geoduck was.

I have to say that since the beginning of the competition, Jishu Bing has left a very deep impression on people.

No one could imagine that a mecha that was considered only an A-level robot would continue to defeat its opponents with various exaggerated and violent gestures.

No, it’s to completely kill the opponent!

From the beginning of the battle to now...

Not a single one of that mecha's men survived.

Looking at the black mecha that was designed to crush its opponents, all those watching felt chills in their hearts.

This mecha actually made it all the way to the throne competition.

Tomorrow, I wonder what kind of visual feast this mecha will bring them?

(To be continued.)


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