Vol 2 Chapter 66: Solomon Hunter

"Hehe, I really don't know who gave you the confidence. (..
Holding his arms, Gao Lingze, who looked at each other coldly, sneered.
I don't know how high the sky is, so I put on a torn robe and a mask and just came over to pretend.
With him is the third-ranked fighting master in the family, a martial arts master with a physique level of 20!
It is really interesting that so many people dare to pretend in front of themselves.
There was no need for Gao Lingze's eyes to beckon. Several black-clothed bodyguards had grinning smiles on their faces and pulled out spring sticks from their cuffs.
A radian bounced, and the high-elastic steel made a sound of wind in the air.
Five of them in black came forward silently.
Looking at the dark golden masked man who had no intention of giving way in front of them, the spring sticks in their hands were simultaneously thrown out diagonally.
It can't be beaten to death, but it can be beaten to death.
Today, the young master pulled them out, isn't it just for face?
Mu Fan looked at the tall figure in front of him with a look of surprise. Didn't the other party come to find the girl behind him? Why is he now confronting the masked man who just was bad?
"Are you looking for death?"
The mask man looked at the front, but said to Gao Lingze over there.
When a black-clothed bodyguard heard this, he drew it with a stick, and the metal spring stick was drawn on the human body, and the flesh was broken.
Let your language be disrespectful!
Gao Lingze looked at the bodyguard who directly attacked with satisfaction.
Have a vision!
Donald Siu and several other aristocratic youths in the circle watched with interest.
Things like finding a place are the most interesting.
In the next second, the masked man will be drawn firmly.
But the right hand on the side of the robe was raised, exposing five thick and thick knuckles. The masked man looked at the spring stick that was about to be drawn on him, and his right hand jerked.
Uh, uh...
The spring stick in the hand of the black-clothed bodyguard rubbed the masked man's robe and slashed across it, and then dropped weakly, and the whole person began to struggle fiercely.
Thinking that the five fingers like iron claws were firmly clasped on his forehead, now his vision was dark, and the pain that was about to burst in his head made him start to struggle frantically.
Humph!
His right hand was slightly loosened, and then clenched into a fist and thumped the bodyguard's chest like lightning.
Before the bodyguard could catch his breath, he felt a heavy blow on his chest, a puff of blood spurted out, and the whole person flew out four or five meters away, lying on the ground and fainted.
The eyes of the majestic man next to Gao Lingze flashed instantly.
The strength of the masked man opposite is amazing.
The shot just now was fierce and crisp, and the bodyguard's ribs and sternum collapsed at least halfway.
The forward momentum of the remaining bodyguards stopped, carefully standing in a row and approaching the past.
"It turns out there are two things, huh, you can get out from here, I don't believe you can beat the mecha outside!"
Mecha! ?
The people on the scene heard these two words and looked directly out, including Mu Fan and the three people. Sure enough, there were several brown guard mechas at the door, the fuselage more than five meters high, and the heavy metal shell were silent.
Standing at the back, Baimao couldn't help but put a thumbs up in his heart after seeing the figure of the mecha outside.
Righteousness!
Is this Mu Fan's friend?
Sure enough, people are divided into groups!
The same animal, the same nonsense.
But at this moment Mu Fan still doesn't speak?
Sit and watch your brother get beaten?
Bai Mao was puzzled, ready to clear his throat and speak.
But at this time, the dark golden mask man sneered, and the right hand that had just been retracted was raised again, his voice was cold and hoarse, but with a smell.
"Mecha...very good."
There is still no fear or fear in the tone, there is still no fluctuation, and it is plain and terrible.
People stared at his raised right hand.
This time he wants to do it again, and the black bodyguards of this team are ready to go on at the same time.
Stretch your palm to one side and spread it out gently.
The black-clothed crowd pressed forward.
The eyes of the masked person look like a dead person.
The palm was slightly spread out, and a flat crystal plate appeared in the palm.
"What do I think you have? It's an expert to scare people."
With a snort, Gao Lingze waved his hand to encircle him, and at the same time he signaled the fighting master around him to prepare to do it.
But there was a buzzing sound at this time, and a low vibration sounded.
Suddenly a circle of visible ripples flashed from the hands of the dark gold masked person, and then in everyone's sight, a small and delicate stone gate holographic light and shadow appeared on the flat crystal plate about ten centimeters high.
The border of the stone gate is gray, and the hollow gate is as black as ink.
Although small, but this moment attracted everyone's attention.
"Give me up"
"and many more!"
The fighting master suddenly stopped his young master, looked at Gao Lingze solemnly, and said eagerly: "Master, don't act rashly."
"what happened?"
"He is... Pilot Solomon!"
Like a flash of lightning across his back, the hair on his back was completely blown up.
Gao Lingze came from this kind of family, how could he not know this kind of interstellar super dark power?
But until now, he has never really confronted the living pilot Solomon.
At this time, Donald Xiu's eyes on the other side became jealous, and he looked at Gao Lingze over there, "Master Gao Ling, what are you really having a holiday with this...sir?"
Compared to Gao Lingze, he clearly knows the term Solomon Pilot!
Almost synonymous with cruel and powerful.
Pilot Solomon, they are far superior to ordinary people in individual combat and small-scale encounters.
Solomon is equally divided into six or nine grades, with 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 goal posts!
The grade division is the color of the stone gate frame projected by Solomon's crystal.
This person in front of him is the gray robe pilot who represents the third rank.
That means that he will have at least one non-production mecha of Class B or higher.
And being able to grow to this point means that he has countless lives in his hands!
Now he must remind Gao Lingze in time, otherwise they will not be able to run if they really fight.
How did Lan Duxing get into Solomon's pilot?
How does Interstellar Customs check!
Now Solomon's gray-robed pilots appeared under their noses, and in the next second there was a mecha falling from the sky!
Hurry up to persuade the lunatic Gao Lingze to play by yourself and don't drag us to death.
Gao Lingze over there shook his head stiffly, "It's not a holiday...I want to catch the woman behind and the white hair."
So what are you so stunned?
Still standing stupid?
At last Gao Lingze reacted, and the demeanor of the big family came out immediately, with a smile on his face quickly, he backed off the people in black, and quickly stepped forward and bowed, "Sir, I'm really sorry, it's all a misunderstanding, this is a million Star coins, be careful not to be respectful."
A golden unregistered star coin card appeared in his hand.
"Humph."
With a flick of his left hand, the star coin card disappeared instantly in Gao Lingze's hand, and the crystal card in his right hand was put away.
The man with the dark golden mask didn't even look at Gao Lingze, and walked out of the hall with his hands in his hands.
Phew~ Real risk!
I almost played off today~EbookFREE.me~? It turns out that you are not in the same group, so why are you standing in front of them?
He cast a grateful look at Don Naxiu, and then Gao Lingze, who turned his head, looked fiercely at the three Mu Fans. This time, without the evil spirit in front of him, none of you can run today.
Seeing those desperate gazes, Bai Guyue retracted her head in fear. Now this kind of scene is far beyond her imagination. How could this happen? Should she call Grandpa?
At this moment, no one noticed that a very small mechanical ant appeared in the palm of the dark gold masked man who had just left the crowd. With his inadvertent swing, the mechanical ant, which was only one-third the size of a real ant, slipped to the ground, and then Climb back quickly.
Hmph, there is nothing to escape under Solomon's hunting mark...
An unpredictable smile hung on the face behind the dark golden mask.
(To be continued.) ()