Chapter 294: Solomon Hunts the Target

"Hehe, 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 the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, so I came here to pretend to be wearing a ragged robe and a mask.

With him is the family's third-ranked fighting master, a martial arts master with a physique level of 20!

It's really interesting that so many people dare to pretend in front of me.

There was no need for Gao Lingze's eyes to signal, several black-clothed bodyguards pulled out spring sticks from their cuffs with grim smiles on their faces.

An arc bounced, and the high-elastic steel made a sound of wind in the air.

Five of the men in black stepped forward silently.

Looking at the man in the dark gold mask who had no intention of giving way at all, the spring sticks in their hands were thrown out at the same time.

It can't be killed, but it can be beaten half to death.

Isn't the young master pulling them out today just to save face?

Mu Fan looked at the back of the tall man in front of him in surprise, didn't the other party come to look for the girl behind him, why did he confront the masked man who was not good just now?

"Are you courting death?"

The masked man looked ahead, but his tone was speaking to Gao Lingze over there.

When a bodyguard in black heard this, he directly pulled out a stick. The metal spring stick hit the human body, and the skin was torn apart.

Let your language be disrespectful!

Gao Lingze looked at the bodyguards over there with satisfaction.

Have vision!

Don Naxiu and several other noble youths in the circle watched with interest.

Finding a place is the most interesting thing.

In the next second, the masked man will be drawn firmly.

But the right hand on one side of the robe was raised, revealing five thick fingers with wide joints. The masked man looked at the pogo stick that was about to be drawn on him, and suddenly thrust his right hand.

Uh, uh...

The spring stick in the hand of the black-clothed bodyguard brushed against the masked man's robe, and then hung down feebly, and the whole person began to struggle violently.

He thought that the five fingers like iron claws 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 start to struggle crazily.

snort!

The right hand loosened slightly, then clenched into a fist and slammed heavily on the bodyguard's chest like lightning.

Before the bodyguard had time to catch his breath, he felt a heavy blow on his chest, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. He flew four or five meters away, and lay unconscious on the ground.

The eyes of the majestic man next to Gao Lingze flashed brightly.

The masked man on the opposite side is amazing.

The attack just now was so fierce and straightforward that at least half of the bodyguard's ribs and sternum collapsed.

The momentum of the remaining bodyguards stopped, and they carefully stood in a row and approached.

"It turns out that there are two tricks, hmph, 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. Sure enough, there were several brown guard mechas at the door. The five-meter-high fuselage and heavy metal shell were silent.

Bai Mao, who was standing at the back, couldn't help giving another thumbs up when he saw the mecha outside.

Righteousness!

Is this Mu Fan's friend?

Sure enough, people are divided into groups!

The same animals, the same dislike of nonsense.

But Mu Fan didn't speak at this time?

Sit and watch your brother get beaten?

Bai Mao was puzzled, and was about to clear his throat and speak.

But at this moment, the man in the dark gold mask sneered, and raised his right hand that had just been withdrawn, his voice was cold and hoarse, but it smelled like blood.

"Mecha...very good."

There was still no fear or fear in the tone, there was still no fluctuation, it was flat and scary.

People stared at his raised right hand.

This time he was going to do it again, and this team of bodyguards in black were going to attack at the same time.

Extend your palms to one side and spread them gently.

The crowd in black pressed forward.

The masked man sees the dead in his eyes.

Spread the palm slightly, and a flat crystal disc appeared in the palm.

"I thought you had something, you are an expert at scaring people."

With a snort, Gao Lingze waved his hands to signal to surround him, and at the same time signaled to the fighting masters around him to prepare to fight.

But at this moment, there was a hum, a low tremor sounded.

A circle of ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly flashed in the hand of the man with the dark gold mask, and then in everyone's sight, a small and exquisite Shimen holographic light shadow with a height of about ten centimeters appeared on the flat crystal disc.

The frame of the stone door is gray all over, and the inside of the empty door is as black as ink.

Although small, this moment attracted everyone's attention.

"Gimme-"

"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's wrong?"

"He's... Pilot Solomon!"

Like a flash of lightning across the back, the hair on the back completely exploded.

Gao Lingze was born in this kind of family, how could he not know about this kind of interstellar super dark force?

But he has never really confronted the real Solomon pilot in his life until now.

At this time, Tang Naxiu's eyes on the other side also became jealous, and he looked at Gao Lingze over there, "Master Gao Ling, what is the difference between you and this... lord?"

Compared to Gao Lingze, he clearly knows the term Solomon Pilot!

Almost synonymous with cruelty and power.

Solomon pilots, they have a level far beyond ordinary people in individual battles and small-scale encounters.

Solomon is also divided into three, six, and nine ranks, with a Solomon crystal in his hand, which is the symbol of an official pilot!

And it is divided into five grades: light blue, dark blue, gray, black, and doorpost!

The grading is the color of the border of the gate projected by Solomon's crystal.

The person in front of him is a gray-robed pilot representing the third level.

That means that he will have at least one non-mass-produced mecha above grade B.

And being able to grow to this stage means that the lives in his hands are countless!

Now he had to remind Gao Lingze in time, otherwise they would probably not be able to escape if they really fought.

How did Lan Duxing get in with Pilot Solomon?

How does interstellar customs check!

Now Solomon's gray-robed pilot appeared helplessly under their noses, and it looked like a mecha would fall from the sky in the next second!

Hurry up to persuade this lunatic Gao Lingze, if you want to play, you can play by yourself, don't drag us to death.

Gao Lingze over there shook his head stiffly, "There is no festival... I want to catch that woman and that white hair in the back."

Then why are you still in a daze?

Still standing there stupidly?

Finally Gao Lingze came to his senses, and immediately showed his demeanor as a son of a big family, with a quick smile on his face, he dismissed those men in black, and quickly stepped forward to bow, "I'm sorry, sir, I'm really sorry, it's all a misunderstanding, it's a million dollars. Xingbi, a small heart is not a respect."

A golden anonymous star coin card appeared in his hand.

"Humph."

With a flick of his left hand, the star coin card disappeared instantly from Gao Lingze's hand, and the crystal round card on his right hand was put away.

The dark gold masked man walked out of the hall with his hands behind his back without even looking at Gao Lingze.

Huh~ What a danger!

Almost played off today.

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 Mu Fan and the three of them. This time, none of you can escape today without the evil spirit standing in front of you.

Seeing those devouring gazes, Bai Guyue retracted her head in fear. Now this kind of scene is far beyond her imagination. How could it be like this? 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 his inadvertent swing of his hand, the mechanical ant, which was only one-third the size of a real ant, slipped quietly to the ground, and then Climb quickly to the rear.

Hmph, there's nothing to escape from Solomon's hunting...

An unpredictable smile hung on the face behind the dark gold mask.