Chapter 626 (2/2)

Then why don't you leave the gate.

”Look at that, where the bird is falling!” It seems that someone found something wrong, suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed to a direction.What's the falling direction?

The body of the White has become old, after the head exploded completely has no original beauty.

This mecha will soon fall heavily on the rock. Maybe it will fall to pieces?

However, people saw a very fast black figure running along the outside of the canyon, and at the end of the line was the falling Schizothorax.

An Earth Dragon composed of dust and gravel rolled up behind, and Jishu suddenly jumped forward to meet the falling Schizothorax, and the two fell together.

The Schizothorax is accurately resisted to the shoulder by extremely special soldiers.

Bang!

A circle of smoke and dust, extremely special soldiers even then fell to the ground safely.

The mecha also avoided being smashed.

How could this mecha have such martial virtues?

What a compliment!

It seems that in the first place, a very special soldier did not attack the cockpit.

Now obviously will fall to death, but will the other side next.

It's rare that this extremely special soldier has a trace of humanity.

However, in the heavily rented independent observation room, Donahue's eyes were as grim as a snake, and his deep voice was hoarse: ”absolutely impossible He would never have been so kind, absolutely impossible

People quietly watched the extremely special soldier fall to the ground, gently shrugged their shoulders and threw the bird to the ground.

Mu fan's eyes cold looking at the battle light curtain, no one knows what he is thinking.

And the outside world can't even see it.

Just when people are curious.

Extremely special soldier left hand high, but only erect a forefinger, that dark black finger straight toward the sky.

People looked at the black mecha which suddenly made such a change.

What is it going to do?

Jishu soldier's left index finger did not move, but his head was slowly raised and looked straight up into the air along the direction of the index finger.

Some of the audience on the sky carrier are cold on their back, because the mecha is looking at them!

Extremely special soldier is really looking at them, to be exact is looking at the sky carrier. Because Mu fan knows that there must be a pair of eyes on the ship looking at him.

And this is exactly what Mu fan wants.

He just wanted to let the eyes see his posture, because he wanted the owner of those eyes to see a wonderful picture.

This posture lasted about ten seconds. The head of Jishu soldier was lowered slowly and looked at the half useless mecha beside his feet.

The left hand is also put down, and then a grasp of the lost head of the fuselage, suddenly raised in front of the eyes.

The right hand inserts the flame rain frost blue into the rock, clenches into the fist, hits two fists heavily.

The hind knee joint of Schizothorax became smashed and the metal support was completely destroyed.

Mu fan's face shows a trace of sneer, when all this is completed, extremely special soldiers let go again.

The cleft bird, which lost the support of its back knee, knelt straight on the ground.

There was no head, only a broken fuselage, and three pairs of wings were completely broken.

This incredible mecha knelt on the rock wall in such a bleak appearance, kneeling in front of everyone. The empty head is facing a very special soldier!

When all this is done, Mufan looks at the mecha kneeling in front of him in silence. He knows that the pilot in that mecha must be full of discontent and even panic. He knows that there must be a furious young man in a room in the sky.

Now, however, it's just interest.

Mu fan's blood red eyes reveal a cold and ferocious look, which is fierce and cruel.

Extremely special soldier step back half step, and kneeling in front of the machine armor opened a little distance, hanging in front of the left hand slowly folded back.

A sneer floats in the corner of Mu fan's mouth.

I know that the next scene, you will look at it with all kinds of eyes.

But ha-ha.

What's the point of measuring good and evil?

Right or wrong, what's the use of thinking more!

I'm tired of doing things just because I like it!

This is me, Mu fan -

born fanaticism!

So

From now on, nightmares come.