The morning sun shone through the steaming morning mist above the primeval forest, and a hazy halo swirled over the red roof.

The mining rig in the distance stopped, the sound of insects and birds was particularly clear, the fresh smell of the forest flowed everywhere with the breeze, and time seemed to slow down.

But it's a rare quiet and beautiful time, and for some people, they don't want to appreciate it at all.

The miners, led by Woolf, all stayed in a small house not far from the red-roofed house.

The atmosphere of the room was quiet and a little depressing.

Most of the miners were sleeping with their eyes closed, with only two people standing in front of the windows.

From time to time, I glanced through the gap in the window of the hut and looked at the red-roofed house in the distance, or kept looking down at the personal terminal screen in my hand, as if I was watching and waiting for something.

Woolf sat at the only table in the cabin, slowly wiping down an armed gun in his hand.

He wiped it very carefully, not letting go of a trace of dust and stains.

After wiping it again, apply the special maintenance oil again, and then change to another handful.

He had been repeating this process all night.

At some point, the personal terminals of everyone in the hut suddenly sounded at the same time with the rapid sound of "Dididi".

Suddenly, all the people in the room stood up.

No one spoke, and everyone walked up to Woolf quite consciously, and on the table beside him picked up his own armed gun, held it in his hand, or carried it around his waist.

Once everyone had their guns, Woolf picked up the last of the guns left on the table and glanced blankly at everyone in the room.

Then he clicked on a communication on the terminal and said, "How about the people are coming soon, what are you preparing?" ”

A lazy, rough voice came from the terminal, as if it was still yawning.

"Don't worry, we're more professional than you."

Woolf's eyes flickered, as if he wanted to confirm something again, and then asked, "What if that guy is more than level five?" ”

Two loud laughs came from the other end of the room, and the laughter was unbridled and harsh in the quiet cabin.

A group of miners, including Woolf, showed shame under the laughter, but they also looked a little helpless.

It was easy to wait for the laughter to stop, and the previous voice spoke again.

"Don't worry, since we have received your money, we will naturally solve the problem to you perfectly.

Even if the other party has a master above level five, we have a way to deal with it."

After speaking, the voice didn't seem to want to talk nonsense with him anymore, and directly cut off the communication.

Woolf's face relaxed slightly when she received the other party's promise.

Putting down the terminal in her hand, Woolf gave the person next to her a look.

The latter immediately rushed out and walked out of the hut, all eyes fixed on the sky.

Everyone's mood is a little nervous.

Although this is not the first time for them to do this, what they have done before is just ordinary people who act as acting for the mine owner.

This time is different, the target who is ready to do it is the real mine owner's own son, the noble heir of the child.

In the Priesthood, murdering a nobleman is a felony.

If they are traced, not only them, but also their relatives will be unlucky.

Therefore, today's ambush can only succeed, not fail.

Once that happens, as long as all the blame is put on the Fat Thief, there will be no problem.

That's why they're determined to scrape together the money to bring in the notorious Fat Thieves.

First, because the identity of the person who is going to do it this time is special, and the protective force around him is not comparable to ordinary people.

The second is to clear oneself of suspicion.

After all, on the planet Lilva, the star robbers rob and kill. It's not unusual.

A group of miners, led by Woolf, stood in the shadow of the house, staring up at the sky with their heads up.

Finally, a few dozen seconds later, they saw a familiar small flying machine flying unhurriedly into the distance.

As the aircraft approached, someone in the crowd muttered something in a low voice.

"Actually, it's good that we can give them a shot here, and we can disguise it as a shipwreck afterwards.

It doesn't have to cost so much money."

"Idiot!"

Woolf reflexively scolded the past, "Are you a human flying machine made of paper shells?" Can you just let you shoot down?

What if someone runs away in a spaceship? Everybody's all over together! ”

The man scratched his head and closed his mouth in embarrassment.

Woolf finished reprimanding his men, squinting at the approaching aircraft.

When the aircraft arrived and was about to land, he quickly changed into another face on his face, and took the initiative to greet the aircraft with a courteous gesture.

"Whew-"

The aircraft lands and the hatch opens.

When two familiar figures appeared at the exit of the aircraft, one after the other, Woolf's heart was half relaxed.

"Mine Master!"

His eyes flashed, and then he smiled all over his face, and ran towards the two of them with great enthusiasm.

Woolf seemed surprised to see a handsome young man in rich clothes who had just disembarked from the aircraft, and seemed to be quite surprised that he had taken the initiative to greet him.

But in the end, he nodded at himself, and walked towards him.

Fifty meters.

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

Woolf measured the distance between the boy and herself, and her heart beat faster.

Why don't you do it yet?!

Why don't you do it yet!

Hurry up!

Seeing that she was about to run into the two teenagers, Woolf was so anxious that she even wondered if the two fat thieves had played tricks on her.

That's when it happened.

Woolf saw the man who looked like a bodyguard next to the young man not far in front of him, his face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed urgently: "Young master, be careful!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Woolf felt as if something "swished" against the top of her head.

A dazzling red light flashed in front of him.

"Boom!"

A thick beam of energy accurately hit the two young men who were close at hand.

The huge shock wave generated by the explosion directly lifted Woolf's whole person upside down and flew out.

Woolf flew more than a dozen meters before falling heavily to the ground.

But he looked embarrassed and couldn't care about the pain coming from his body, and couldn't wait to raise his eyes and look in the direction of the front.

As he wished.

I saw that where the two young men were standing, a huge pit appeared.

A translucent blue protective shield is erected inside the pit.

Inside the protective light shield was the young man who had been frightened by the sudden attack, and the bodyguard with a solemn face beside him.

The two were huge and rugged, holding a super-large caliber energy cannon in one hand and a black mecha similar to a mace weapon in the other, one on the left and one on the right, just sandwiching the two teenagers in the middle.

On the two mechs with similar styles, an identical red cochineal finch pattern stands out.

"Why wasn't you killed directly?!"

A hint of regret flashed through Woolf's heart.

Then, after a little deliberation, he quickly made a panicked expression on his face and shouted: "Star thief! ”

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"This guy pretends to be a bit like. Huh"

Inside the black mecha, the woman with a scar on her face glanced at Woolf, who was on the actor's upper body for a second, and laughed twice.

His gaze turned back to the target in front of him, and his eyes instantly locked on the middle-aged man who was exuding a trace of invisible spiritual power fluctuations among the two.

"The strength of this consciousness fluctuation"

"It's really level five."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can't wear a mecha, what can you do even if you are a fifth-level pilot?"

The scarred woman's eyes twitched fiercely.

In the next second, she and another mech, almost simultaneously, attacked again.

Two thick maced maces covered with spikes tore through the air, slamming into the pale blue energy shield with a low, sharp cracking sound.

The shield shook violently, and a large number of fine cracks appeared on the surface.

The body of the aristocratic boy inside the protective shield also trembled.

He was obviously frightened, and shrank like a quail, not daring to move.

The bodyguard beside him, the middle-aged man with a fifth-level spiritual power, quickly said a few words to the young man with a calm face.

The boy shook his head in fear.

But when the next round of attacks fell fiercely again, he was pushed hard behind the middle-aged man's hand, and the whole person passed under a mecha with an energy shield and rushed towards the primeval forest not far away.

"Want to escape?!"

Inside the mecha, the scar woman raised her hand and knocked on the communicator beside her, and said, "You entangle this guy, I'll go and get rid of that little white face first, and then come back to help."

"Don't play too long."

"Yes."

A hideous and cruel smile appeared on the Scar Woman's face, and then she controlled the mecha and chased unhurriedly in the direction of the boy's escape.

One person and one mecha, one escaped and one chased, and soon entered the forest.

The intricate terrain of the woods is really not friendly to the huge mechs, but Scar Woman doesn't care at all.

She put away the energy cannon in her right hand, which held a mace cold weapon in both hands.

The arms of the black mecha danced, wielding a huge mace and rampage through the forest, and the thick and tall ancient trees broke like straws under the terrifying destructive force.

The scar woman was not in a hurry at all, her mental power locked on the fleeing teenager, and slowly chased each other like a cat and a mouse.

She enjoyed the feeling of teasing her opponent like this.

Especially the other party is still a little white face with fine skin and tender flesh and an aristocratic identity.

"Don't run, baby

The more you run, the more I can't help it."

The scarred woman's eyes were fixed on the back of the young man fleeing in the forest, and her breathing couldn't help but become rapid at the thought of being able to ravage the other party immediately.

But just when the scar woman's emotions were about to climax.

Suddenly, the young man in front of him flashed into the back of a big tree surrounded by several people, and suddenly disappeared from her spiritual power lock.

"Huh?!"

The scarred woman, who was in high spirits, frowned, and was about to expand the detection range of her mental power.

The figure of the boy reappeared.

It's just that the appearance is a little different from the original.

Behind the thick ancient wood surrounded by several people, a slender and straight steel body quietly walked out.

It was a dark blue mech, standing quietly in the middle of the forest, just as a beam of morning light hung down overhead and fell on its not-so-ornate fuselage.

The mysterious and profound temperament that appeared in an instant was as beautiful as an oil painting.

The scar woman looked stunned.

Next second.

A perverted flush rose from the sides of her dark and ugly cheeks, and her whole body was so excited that she was about to fly.

"Blue Falcon IV mecha.

Pilot"

"Baby, I didn't expect you to be a first-class pilot!"

"Really. It's so wonderful! ”

"I will, I will love you well!"

The scarred woman's eyes lit up, and because of the excitement, the scars on her face seemed to come to life, wriggling disgustingly like a centipede.

"Whoop—whoa—"

Her breathing became extremely heavy, and she finally couldn't hold back when her excitement reached a certain peak.

With a strange roar, he controlled the mecha, vigorously brandished his mace, and pounced fiercely at the dark blue mecha in front of him.

The rugged black mecha soared into the air, its limbs stretched out, like a fierce and terrifying beast.

Compared to it, the dark blue mecha in front of it was more than inferior in size and momentum.

It's as if the prey that is about to fall under the claws of the beast has been frightened and stupid, and it has stood there and forgot to move.

"Ha-ha-"

The Scar Woman's mouth was slightly open, and she saw the rapidly approaching mecha in her field of vision, and thought of the pleasure of tearing off the steel cloak in a while, so excited that saliva unconsciously flowed from the corners of her mouth.

And just as the mace in her hand was about to fall on the top of the dark blue mecha's head.

suddenly

The scar woman saw the dark blue mecha that had been standing still, and suddenly raised her head and looked at her coldly.

This glance penetrated the protection of the two mechs, and accurately met the scar woman's gaze.

The coldness, indifference, and condescension in his gaze are there.

made the scar woman like a pouring of ice water for a moment, and the whole state of excitement to the extreme actually subsided directly.

didn't wait for her to react from this sudden inexplicable emotion.

In the next second, the pupils contracted suddenly.

She saw a scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life-

The slender, well-proportioned, dark blue mecha stood quietly in place, and the mace giant mace in his hand was about to knock it off.

Suddenly stretched out his arms.

The two arms delicately passed through his attack at an uncanny angle, landing left and right on his mech's shoulders.

And then

"Boom!"

The two arms swelled abruptly, and grew up like balloons.

Pieces of living metal squirmed like muscles under the alloy arm, and dark black catheters appeared densely like bulging green tendons.

The scar woman's mental strength sank suddenly.

I felt a terrifying force that was almost unstoppable fall from my mech's shoulders.

Her fuselage, which had originally jumped into the air, was forced to the ground under the suppression of this force.

"Boom!"

Even if the terrifying concussive force is protected by the mecha and the special concoction liquid, it still makes the scar woman tremble.

However, before she could recover from the force of the shock.

Immediately after, he found that his entire fuselage was grabbed and lifted up.

When the whole person was thrown into the sky like a cannonball along with the fuselage, the scar woman seemed to hear a calm and cold voice piercing through the obstacles in a trance, and it sounded low in her ears.

"Grandmaster Divine Elephant Flow"

"Wind Demon Heaven and Earth Return!"

(End of chapter)

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