Vol 2 Chapter 361: Solomon in the Shadows

Looking at the dark blue mecha that turned around and walked towards him, there was an unspeakable pleasure on Donald Xiu's face.
Raider, this is his Raider!
Just waiting to take over Rocky Heavy Industries, you can master the ability to mass produce this mecha, hold an order from the Interstellar Mecha Association, and then sit back and collect a large amount of money and prestige.
Everything is moving in a better direction, isn't it?
As for the mecha that Rocky Heavy Industries was struggling with, he just heard the report from his subordinates, and the kid entered the hangar with his arm.
How many more battles can I repair by myself? ridiculous!
Now how much Donald Siu wants to see Rocky Heavy Industries appear on his roster.
Then he crushed him to death when the other party thought that hope was coming.
Unfortunately, the Interstellar Mecha Association is really not where he can operate.
I hope he can survive the next round, that level of outbreak, he doesn't believe that the mecha is not damaged.
Humph……
Seeing that media aircraft appeared around him, Donald Xiu put on a standard smile again.
That's the decent and elegant smile of the nobles. To treat these uncrowned kings, you must show your best sincerity, and then show your perfection, right?
With a smile on his face, the spokesperson of the Landu Military and Military Group walked out with an impeccable attitude, calmly welcoming this highly anticipated moment.
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In the space about 300,000 kilometers away from Landu Star, a fleet is quietly floating in the shadow zone of the unmanned planet. The appearance of these warships seems to be extremely uncomfortable at a glance.
Because removing the hideous twin plasma guns, a special mark is painted on the shells of these warships
A stone gate coiled around a giant python.
This is the mark from the Dark Lord Solomon.
And it is not the ordinary Solomon's mark, this is a high-level mark with superimposed symbols!
In other words, this represents the exclusive fleet of goalpost knights.
When such a marked fleet appears, its true owner is often on it.
Among them, the size and firepower of that ship is obviously beyond that of other large warships, the command room on the top of the bridge.
The mottled walls are full of yellow-brown interlaced patterns, and the light in the command room is darker, looking very strange.
But there was a huge seat in it, and a huge figure wrapped in brown armor sat quietly on it.
The moment I raised my head, I could see the eyes covered by the mask revealing yellow eyes that were not like human beings.
The command room is quiet, and the top floor is his rest room, and more often he likes to be alone.
At this moment, the fingers of this huge figure are tapping the metal handrail rhythmically.
At this moment, a shadow quietly appeared behind him, then bowed his head and walked to him respectfully, and said in a respectful and pious tone:
"Master Andumari, our inquiry has made new progress."
"Oh?" The huge figure moved, and the tapping action of his right hand stopped. When he opened his mouth, the temperature in the entire room seemed to drop a few degrees.
"You're going to be an hour late, and we're going to jump to another star area, and tell us all the information we found."
The reporting officer stood only to the shoulder position where Andumari was sitting, and pressed his body lower in fear.
"Solomon's hunting target monitoring system has no abnormalities during this period of time, indicating that the other party did not seem to invade our system and can rule out our deadly enemies. Soashlie did indeed die of Lan Duxing, and his last appearance was at an auction. According to some clues, he finally accepted an assassination mission at the Assassination Club. After that, he received news of his death."
The faint yellow light beating in his eyes, Andumari's huge body remained motionless, like a steel fortress.
"Who killed it? I only care about this."
"It is very likely that it was the target of the assassination, but the Assassin's Association refused to provide information." The reporting man lowered his head.
"Did you mention the name of the organization?" An indifferent question came from behind the steel mask.
"I mentioned it, but everyone rejects what the slain hand will be in Landuxing. This is Landuxing, the administrative star of the fourth sector. The killing hand will seem to be involved with the Federation, so it is trying to put aside the connection with the dark organization. "
"So..."
The huge Anduma sighed with faint emotion. He made a sound of metal rubbing all over his body and stood up straight, like a small mecha standing in the command room.
The subordinate who reported next to him stood beside him as weak as a baby, and the heavy airflow caused by the terrifying power all explained Andumain's powerful strength.
"Then go to Landu Star... we really haven't been to the Executive Star before, maybe these people are about to forget Solomon's status." The faint yellow light in the eyes looked extremely cold and cruel at this moment.
"It must be a very interesting thing to be in the safe place he thinks, and then pinch him to death like an ant, hehe..."
Twisting his neck, Andumari stood in front of the huge circular ship glass, looking at the quiet scene in space with his back hand.
"Yes, my lord."
After a while, the silent fleet suddenly turned on its engines and slowly pulled out of the shadows.
Goal, Blue Star.
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Landuxing, the land of shining stars.
Since the splendid opening of the mecha that stunned people's attention, the pilot and mecha have never been seen again.
Many people have already started to inquire about this mecha. At the same time, the comments on the Internet have also been maxed out, half of which are praise and half are scolding.
Because this mecha suddenly turned defeat into victory, countless people lost their money.
No one thought that an a-level mech would eventually blow up a 3a-level opponent.
However, the fans who formed spontaneously after the battle are reluctant. They have been scolding dimly with these red-eyed gamblers on the Internet.
It's a pity that Mu Fan doesn't know these messages, but even if he knows Mu Fan will grin ~EbookFREE.me~ Because he has now received the black news, the first batch of funds has been put in place.
Not him, but Wang Nuonuo.
When the time approached 1 pm, Wang Nuonuo's excited and unbelievable voice sounded in the sky news.
"My lord, in just a few hours, the funds almost doubled! I can't believe it now, now I have more than 1.2 billion liquid funds in my hands..."
Mu Fan had sat there quietly for three hours, and the special medicine from Bai Guyue had once again played a miraculous effect. After taking another melted berry, Mu Fan's physical strength and state had been restored quite well.
He grinned at Wang Nuonuo's words.
This is just the beginning!
"Nuo Nuo, is it time to draw lots."
"Yes, by now the first round of the elimination round is over, we need to change the venue for the second round of drawing and matching, my lord, you come out and we go together, I ordered some lunch... Sorry, I still have no way to meet with the company. get in touch."
Nuo Nuo's voice is filled with endless self-blame. There is no specialized nutritionist, and even just got his own news, Rocky Heavy Industry's lunch needs to be solved by himself.
I'm afraid they are the only company that needs to order takeaways.
"It's okay, I have eaten, let's go draw lots first." Mu Fan raised his head and glanced at the extremely special soldier with sword marks and depressions on his body.
Carried out the repair of dark wounds and replaced vulnerable parts, which is the limit that can be achieved at present.
By the way, the weapon was also changed, a same Akabot alloy epee.
The extremely special soldier with scars is about to usher in its second battle.
Mu Fan got up and stepped out of the hangar, a cold flash in his eyes.
Lan Du Junwu...
You must not think of it.