In the unknown hall of the black market, Ling Qianhan was silent as he watched the black market administrators around him who were holding energy weapons aimed at him.

Qian Yuan, who was standing behind the crowd, held a life detector in his hand and scanned it in Qian Kang's direction.

Qian Kang, who is a different prime minister, is naturally dead, and Qian Yuan's life detector also clearly shows this fact.

After confirming Qian Kang's death, a hint of surprise flashed in Qian Yuan's eyes, but a grief-stricken expression appeared on his face.

Glaring angrily at Ling Qianhan, who was standing next to Qian Kang's corpse, his hand trembling and pointing at her, he choked and wailed:

"This woman killed our eldest brother! Brothers! Kill her to avenge your eldest brother!"

The surrounding black market administrators are all children of the Mu Yun clan, and when they see the scenery in front of them and hear the news of Qian Kang's death, different emotions also appear in everyone's hearts.

It's just that it doesn't matter what they think.

The important thing is that when Qian Yuan, who automatically became the temporary person in charge after Qian Kang's death, gave the order to kill the enemy, they would not hesitate to carry it out if they were well-trained, even if most of the girls who were in charge of serving the wine and food were still at a loss and stood not far from Ling Qianhan's side.

Almost instantly, a dazzling light filled the hall.

The place in the center of the hall, where Ling Qianhan was, was the convergence point of these lights.

In these rays of light, several helpless girls could only watch as the scorching energy hit their bodies, leaving a scorched hole in their flesh.

Before they could react, scream and scream, the dense beams of light and energy had already overwhelmed them, and they had finally turned into a scattered and blurred mass of charcoal.

Among the women who entered the hall, only the girl from the Lu clan survived because she was pushed out by Ling Qianhan and fell to the ground.

Watching the sisters who used to get along day and night die in front of her eyes, she looked a little dazed after being hit too many times in one day, and her mind became muddy, only knowing fear, lying on the ground, whining and crying.

The light in the hall gradually dimmed, and Qian Yuan's gaze also looked at Ling Qianhan's location.

The situation he expected did not appear, Ling Qianhan did not become Ling Qianhan's sauce, but instead a black creation slightly higher than Ling Qianhan appeared in place.

The shape of this black object could vaguely discern Ling Qianhan's figure, but its outer layer was covered by thick armor, which resisted Ling Qianhan's dense energy weapon fire.

There is no doubt that this is a mech.

A low-spec portable mech specially prepared for these team members participating in actual combat operations!

This is the hole card prepared by Donghai Heavy Industries for their round of competition, and it is also the main reason why Ling Qianhan said that the organizing committee of the event did not just let them search for the location of the Yuanqingshan Research Base.

This also explains why the marching bag is so heavy for them who are not weak in physical fitness.

Because they're all carrying the main elements of a portable mech on their backs along the way!

What is certain is that this portable mecha specially made to adapt to the physical fitness of these young people has a big gap in strength compared to the portable mecha that is really equipped for national mobile suits.

However, for these improvised energy weapons, it has the essence of a portable mecha, but it seems to be an unbreakable existence.

There wasn't even a scorch mark on the streamlined body, and Ling Qianhan, who had just endured a round of fire from the people around him, looked around, and then rushed towards Qian Yuan.

Looking around is to remember everyone present, since he has exposed things that do not belong to the Heavenly Court, in order not to be surrounded and suppressed by those ancient clans, Ling Qianhan must cut the grass and eradicate the roots, leaving nothing alive.

At the moment when the light had not yet dissipated and Ling Qianhan's figure was revealed, Qian Yuan, who had noticed that something was wrong, had already turned around and ran towards the door behind him.

Ling Qianhan was thirty or forty meters away from his position, no matter how fast the other party was, it was too late to stop him from leaving here!

In just half a second, Qian Yuan had already pushed open the secret door in the hall and ran towards the door.

Seeing that Ling Qianhan was more than ten meters away from him, a mocking smile appeared on his face when he looked at Ling Qianhan, but the person stepped out of the secret door without the slightest stop.

However, this is also the last step in Qian Yuan's life.

It was true that Ling Qianhan, who had a mecha, couldn't catch up with Qian Yuan, but Ling Qianhan didn't have to be close to him if he wanted to kill him.

These black market managers have energy weapons in their hands, and portable mechs that can freely change forms are very familiar with this.

Just a pillar of scorching light that pierced the space between the two swept back and forth, and Qian Yuan's body became another ghost in this hall like those girls who served wine and food.

Seeing that Ling Qianhan killed Qian Yuan, the surrounding Muyun clansmen knew that they were invincible, and they did not stay where they were stupid and wait for death, but instead fled in an orderly manner from their respective paths.

The optical disturbance device was turned on, and Ling Qianhan, who was driving the mecha, fired several high-energy concussion bombs at the exits in several directions, causing the entire building to shake while the people rushed to the direction that was not covered by the concussion bombs.

Follow the enemy's escape exit out of the hall, similar to what she'd seen along the way, with a narrow passage outside.

More than a dozen members of the Mu Yun clan crowded into this passage and rushed towards the fork in the passage at the end of the passage, but what was waiting for them was a pillar of light that ran through the entire passage.

The pillar of light lasted for more than a dozen seconds, piercing through the layers of crowds and bombarding the wall at the end of the passage, melting it into a pool of dents.

Seeing that the detector had already displayed the message of total annihilation of the enemy, Ling Qianhan turned around and stepped into the door again and rushed towards the passage on the other side.

At this time, many people in this passage had already run to the fork in the corner and fled in different directions.

Ling Qianhan had no choice but to catch up with different paths one by one and kill everyone who saw her one by one.

At this time, in the hall where Qian Kang and Qian Yuan were killed, the girl who respected the Lu clan stood up from the ground slowly.

Different from the stupid appearance of lying on the ground with her head bowed and only muttering "dead, all dead", the girl's eyes at this moment are exceptionally clear.

She cautiously glanced at the direction in which Ling Qianhan had left, and then forcibly dug out the miniature personal terminals hidden in the muscles under her skin, recording the tragic situation of the people around her, and even the appearance of those who were bombarded by high-energy concussion bombs and could not control themselves.

She recorded it in a hurry, but systematically and clearly, recording the death methods of the black market administrators killed by the laser emitter, the melting point on the wall, the fragments of the high-energy concussion bombs and the various reactions after being impacted.

Obviously, this is a specially trained woman.

After doing all this, the girl of the Zun Lu clan was very shrewd, and did not have the luxury of recording Ling Qianhan's appearance and form at this time, or even more data, but quickly left in the opposite direction.

And when she hurried through the messy passage blown up by the high-energy concussion bomb, she didn't notice that a small detector like an eyeball was hiding in the darkness of the doorway, clearly recording her departing back and the bloodstained miniature personal terminal in her hand.

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