Tang Lang was just one person, but he made everyone present become speechless.
Lant watched gloomily as the terrifying rotorcraft swooped down, until the person inside came over, holding a cold light in his hand. The man had already hung Hurd on the noose and was about to move the gate.
The guards also involuntarily stopped what they were doing.
"Execution, what are you waiting for?" Lante shouted coldly.
"I'll kill you." Tang Lang's voice came from the other side of the light and shadow. There were sounds of soldiers raising their guns and aiming, accompanied by the low hum of machinery.
The mecha and the muzzle of the mechanical arm were also raised, and the muzzle as big as a bowl was aimed at the young man who left a black shadow on the ground and looked particularly lonely. The white energy in the muzzle was gathering.
ready.
Any weapon here can tear the young man who steps out of the shadows into pieces.
His previous warning seemed like a joke, but several soldiers at the gate once again disobeyed the spy leader's order.
Only those involved can deeply feel the coldness of the unmistakable killing intention. It is no longer intuition, but a certainty that if they dare to take action, the young man may be torn into pieces by the energy cannon, but they will also die.
Losing their lives for a mortal man? They made a wise choice.
Then Tang Lang continued to move forward with long strides.
As he walked, the muzzles and muzzles of the surrounding guns moved at the same time.
This exciting scene made everyone's scalp numb, but Tang Lang among them remained extremely calm. Until this moment, the three people who were waiting to die did not know why the city lord's palace used such a large formation to execute them
, not because of how important they are, but because of how strong the young man in front of him is.
The Marquis de Bolai, who was even more powerful than the one in charge of tens of thousands of troops, had no choice but to use the three of them as bait and go to great lengths to lay such a trap.
Lante or Bolai succeeded, and the young man stepped into this trap without hesitation.
At that moment, the tears that Scarlett had been holding back burst into her eyes. But this time, it was not because of fear or emotion, but because she felt doubly happy.
Women are emotional after all. While dreaming about their career success, they may also have longing for love. No matter how outstanding a woman is, she may hope to have a hero in her future life, riding on colorful auspicious clouds or riding a white horse?
No, in fact, those are not important. What is important is that there was a person who, when she was in the most difficult and confused time, opened his arms and said to her firmly: Don't be afraid, I have everything.
Tang Lang didn't speak at this time, but he fell from the sky and climbed out of the wreckage of the plane. His steps were firm, and a patch of his back was bright red, showing that he had been injured just now. However, it didn't matter, Tang Lang had an alloy dagger in his hand.
, the blade length of thirteen centimeters is particularly conspicuous at this moment.
A short sword deterred so many guns.
At this moment, I don’t know how many women in Qianshan City were envious of Scarlett and envied her for having such a hero.
Although tens of millions of people have left, what kind of scene can explain this sentence? Human beings who are accustomed to enjoying peace will find it difficult to find similar scenes.
The people beside the big screen were silent. The young man with black hair and black eyes who was facing the guns and guns was already beyond the concept of the so-called enemy to them at this time.
"Haha! Are you a hero who saves a beauty, or is he willing to go to all lengths for his brothers?" Lant smiled softly, pointed at Tang Lang, and said to the soldiers around him who repeatedly grasped the front handles of their guns and the standing steel giant,
"Don't shoot, keep alive."
Then he said to Tang Lang: "Come on! You only have a knife. Will you save him or kill me?"
Lante was laughing at Tang Lang in front of him. Of course he knew that the man in front of him was the super mecha warrior who killed the two commanders and severely damaged the number one mecha warrior in Qianshan City, and now, he was facing him head-on.
However, he does not have a mecha, and his weapon is only a knife. He wants to know what else he can do in this situation?
This is a game, a game about life and death.
A knife can cut the rope above Hurd's head, and can also kill Lant who gave the order at the same time. However, he will face the consequences of watching Hurd being strangled in front of him.
Lante suddenly wanted to know, what would he choose?
He saw Tang Lang's eyes, which were very bright, but now he hated such eyes, very disgusted, because they made him very uncomfortable.
He waved his hand decisively, "Execution!"
The guard holding the gate lever gritted his teeth and tried to overcome the psychological barrier and pressed down hard. However, at this moment, the guards with guns and live ammunition all around felt an electric current rush to their brains.
The figure of the young man who was aiming suddenly blurred, as if there was an afterimage sweeping forward. Even the mecha instruments seemed to be unable to capture this speed.
At the same time, what was not captured was a cold light that cut through the space but made everyone who felt it feel like their souls were liberated.
The greedy figure appeared in the next second, and a crisp sound of gold and iron was heard in the air.
Lante's clothes and hair seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and the dagger that came towards his eyebrows was bounced back to the sky and kept spinning. When Lante smiled, the dagger that had been behind him never moved.
The mecha that passed by had stopped in front of him.
Every pair of eyes that saw this scene opened wide to express their disbelief. Is that young man really violent enough to dare to attack Lante directly?
You know, there is a mecha in front of him, and what does that young man have? A knife? Moreover, it is a knife that has lost its function.
The dagger fell to the ground, spinning and sliding dozens of meters away. The soldier beside the gallows did not press the lever in the end, because he did not dare to ignore Lante's safety, so he did not take action at that moment.
The mecha warrior in the mecha in front of Lante is named Skol. He is the bodyguard of Qianshan City's notorious spy leader. His reputation is not well known in Qianshan City, but if anyone knows, even the number one mecha in Qianshan City
Soldier A Oden also praised him highly, but maybe he didn't think so. You know, Colonel Roy, who was said to be among the top three in Qianshan City, was only lightly evaluated by Oden as "not bad!"
Because Skoll had been silent before, or there was no need for him to take action at all, people temporarily ignored his existence. However, he was able to control the mecha in the lightning and flint to block the flying knife, and everyone understood how powerful he was.
"Haha! I declare that the game is over!" Lan Te pointed at Tang Lang, as if pointing at a kitten and puppy at random, "Catch him!"
Indeed, Tang Lang's last threat was useless. Now he was unarmed. He could neither stab Lante with a short knife nor commit suicide. He had completely fallen into their hands. This was a huge victory.
Lante seemed to be able to see the reaction of the Nationalist Army after seeing the video of the super spy being humiliated and surrendered and then being tortured and killed without any suspense. Although they now have soldiers in the situation and seem to have the upper hand, they will surely understand that they still have the upper hand.
It's too early to be optimistic.
Especially when the pretty face of Duke Roulan came to mind, Lante couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. As a spy, he knew best that those ladies who had been trained by those big families were the beauties in the world.
Excellent, he has always had an ambition. What a wonderful feeling it is when he defeats the Nationalist Army and violently invades the once-high-ranking woman...
Lante ordered Tang Lang to be captured, and of course not the soldiers around him. When the soldiers went over, facing someone like him who could seize a rotorcraft with his bare hands, they were totally suspected of committing suicide.
The mecha in front of Lante stretched out a hand, and amid a burst of light but terrifying mechanical movement, it covered Tang Lang.
"It's over!" The eyes of countless people seemed to be covered by huge mechanical palms, and there was a burst of darkness!
However, at that moment, there was suddenly a harsh sound of the soles of shoes rubbing against the ground. Tang Lang retreated from the spot, only a thin line separated him from the mechanical claws. The pilot named Skoll controlled the mecha.
With a sudden change, the mechanical arm opened and closed, almost chasing after Tang Lang's clothes and grabbing him.
Tang Lang kept retreating, moving on the spot, just a mortal body, retreating in front of the steel giant. Tang Lang's appearance was not elegant, even a little embarrassed, but it made every pair of eyes look slightly dull, and they doubted themselves.
Did you see it wrong... Not even the speed of the mecha could subdue this young man instantly.
This has exceeded most people's understanding of the results of the competition between mechas and human bodies.
But when it comes to competing for speed with the mecha, this is an inevitable disadvantage. Tang Lang can only feel the tremendous pressure from the pilot in front of him. The opponent is indeed a master. Fortunately, Tang Lang does not need to hold on for too long.
.Not far behind him is the boundary of the oval sky stage.
Just as Tang Lang suddenly pushed himself to the ground, then rolled diagonally seven or eight meters away, avoiding two claw strikes from the opponent's mecha on the ground, there was a sudden roar in the sky.
Just when everyone looked up involuntarily, a black shadow fell from the sky.
Lante's eyes suddenly widened.
The mecha obviously carried flying wings specially designed for high-altitude deceleration. It dropped the flying wings more than ten meters above the stage, used the force of its fall to spin sideways, and landed with a loud bang on the stage.
The Skoll mecha slapped a palm towards Tang Lang, but was stopped by a pair of iron fists in the air. The palm hit the punch, making a huge sound that was even louder than when he landed.
Opposite the Skoll mecha, competing against him was a red mecha with a somewhat slender body.
At the other end of the oval stage, Hurd, who had narrowly escaped death, couldn't help but exclaim. You know, he was an old man who remained calm enough and mentally strong even when the guards were about to pull the gate to execute him. But now, a
The appearance of the mecha made his eyes filled with disbelief.