"All standing behind me." In front of the faintly swaying figure in front of him, Malcolm said lightly to the trio, and Jonny and Roger glanced at each other, and hurriedly did as he asked.

At this time, they were in the middle of a hub in the Flying Car Passage, and a metal approach bridge not far away connected to the entrance to the upper passage, and outside the guardrail of the passage, the Four Seasons ship docked with flashing guiding lights could be clearly seen below.

"Stop, or we'll shoot!" One of the boatmen who had first chased them shouted at them with a gun.

"Stop, or we'll shoot." Malcolm learned his tone in a strange tone. "Then what do you call Lao Tzu's current state...... You're such a fool. He laughed and cursed, and the 'tuba' immediately burst into laughter, making hundreds of voices in its belly, laughing and applauding, as if it were doing a famous GNC media 'The Bolcon Show'.

"You're looking for death, boy!" The boatman at the head of the boat was denied by their ridicule, and he turned his gun on Malcolm's calf, trying to give him a hard blow, but before he could pull the trigger, he was hit by a beam of light. Blue waves of light began to spread in all directions from the point where his body had been hit, and the boatman rolled his eyes before falling straight backwards.

Unable to see him pull out any of his weapons, Malcolm still stood there smiling, his hands in his pockets, his whole body unchanged from what it had been before, except for the slight swing of the placket of his fur coat. But the sharp-eyed Jonny caught the moment when the gun flame erupted at the hem of the leather coat, this Malcolm, the pocket is just an ornament, it seems that there are really a lot of famous names under the leather coat.

"He's got a weapon!" Several people shouted in front of him, and the boatmen who followed him were all pointing guns at him.

"Nonsense, can someone who can do this be empty-handed?" Malcolm didn't move, but the blue light in his shirt flickered again and again, and his marksmanship was so accurate that the boatmen in front of him fell four in an instant.

"Kill him, kill him!" A large number of boat warriors rushed up at this point, and the fall of their companions made them indignant, and they rained down bullets and energy balls on Malcolm's side with desperate shots.

"Bastard! I told you not to hurt that child! Akatori had seen that something was wrong, but Malcolm's attack was so fast that it was too late for him to stop it.

With the sound of the Dang Clan, 'Lone' took a step to the side, its round body blocking all the attacks that hit the four, and the bullets bounced off its body, and even the lethal energy weapon could not leave a trace on its thick body.

Seeing that the attack was fruitless, several angry warriors ignored Akatori's warning, and after firing a new one, they quickly replaced it with a new one and began to shoot at the robot's head.

"Hit people without slapping in the face! You smokers! Oilman! ! Crappy third-rate gunslinger! "The powerful impact of the bullet made the 'large' head shake slightly, and although it was unscathed, it still used its slender arms to protect its flat face, as if it was afraid of being broken.

It cursed loudly as it stretched out its remaining arm, raised it flatly, and the front palm ejected like a cannonball, sending one of the warriors who was shooting at him backwards and flying far away, and its arm was as slender as a metal rope, and it shook slightly, as if swinging a long whip, grabbed the calf of the other warrior and threw him far away.

The gunfire continued, the boatmen retreated, and almost all of their weapons continued to fire, but to no avail of any effect on the robot, while Malcolm pulled out his oddly shaped pistol from his pocket, hid behind the 'large' and fired steadily, killing seven or eight of his shots.

"All stand back, all stand back for me." Akatori shouted from behind, and the remaining boatmen immediately retreated sharply, and in the blink of an eye, the 'large' withdrew his arms, and his wrists and fingers rotated slowly at the joints, and at this time in front of him, the boatmen retreated far away, leaving only a dozen boatmen who were still lying on the ground.

"Dead boat people, stinky boat people, there is a kind of fighting again." The sound of the 'tuba' was like a bell, and the tone seemed triumphant.

While~

When~When~

With a soft sound, several glowing green balls were tossed by the boatmen from afar, and they rolled on the ground until they were not far from the robots.

"What the hell is this?" 'L' looked down at the ground curiously.

"Not good!" Malcolm's complexion changed slightly. "Tuba, silent force field! Fast! ”

The sonic bomb emitting a glowing green light exploded instantly, and around the robot 'Tub', a looming force field barrier opened in time, and Jonny only felt a tingling pain in his ears, as if a sharp sound was tearing his eardrums, and then the sound suddenly disappeared, and the symptoms of discomfort in the ears began to gradually improve.

"These poor devils can get something like this." Malcolm squeezed his eyes and pinched his ears with his fingers, while the robot 'L' had no idea what was happening, and turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees to look at the four behind him, his face flashing as if he was blinking curiously.

'Tuba, be careful! Jonny pointed behind the robot to warn it, only to see a flash of red light in the distance, and a rocket dragging a long flame towards the 'large'.

"Eggless thief!" The robot didn't move, its head turned back instantly, he crossed his arms to protect against the oncoming rocket, but Jonny, who reacted quickly, had already pulled Roger and Cornell to the ground.

The ground trembled slightly, and rockets exploded between the robot's arms, not surging flames, but bursting with azure intertwined pieces of electric light. At this moment, the silent force field surrounding the robot was disintegrated by this attack. The silence of the previous moment was broken, and the whistling of the four-man magnetic storm faded away.

"Okay, individual electromagnetic bombs, these poor ghosts have simply opened a grocery store, and there are more all kinds of things than in Lao Tzu's shop." Malcolm half-crouched on the ground and said with a strange expression.

"Hey, I'm talking boss, these ninth-rate smokers know what they're doing, the electromagnetic pulse is now numb all over my body, like a drugged chick, the mute force field can't be turned on, and I can't save you with a few more sonic bombs." 'Lone' reminded Malcolm loudly.

"Otherwise, don't be tired and crooked, how about we just have some fierce material?" It suddenly turned its head around and suggested.