Counterfeit Hero

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No. 66 Duke Avenue, Center City of Mars, this white baroque building located at the corner of the crossroads is the main sect [Gryphon Rider] Mecha Fighting Headquarters.

The main door of the fighting hall is an arched stone door, and above the door frame, there are six eagle reliefs carved with eagle heads and lions. On top, there is a mecha sculpture with a shape very similar to that of a Griffon. The sculpture curves are gorgeous, and the thick and steady limbs and the flamboyant feathers of the war eagle complement each other. This is a sign that the Griffon Knight has stood in the free world for centuries.

At the moment, outside the gorgeous hall, it was cold. The huge fighting hall signboard has stopped flashing neon, and the thick black gate is tightly closed. Pedestrians pass by in a hurry, and occasionally, a low sigh will be heard in the crowd.

[Gryphon Knight] Although not as famous as other schools, many skills have been lost. However, this low-cost, peaceful fighting hall is a place in the Freeport, a world full of blasphemy against faith and morality, and everything supreme with money and rights, where many young people dream of starting.

Now, this building belonging to civilians has finally come to an end. Everyone knows that in a short time, here, it will become the branch of Tailiu. The honest and kind old knight Smith will lose everything.

At the moment in the hall of the fighting hall, the atmosphere was dull and depressed.

Old Smith's eyes turned slowly. Dozens of core members of the Griffon Knight Pavilion have gathered in front of him.

The three elders standing at the front, one tall, two short and three short, are the three elders in the Griffon Knights Hall.

They are the pillars of the Griffon Knight's Pavilion. Also his own brother. Growing up as a classmate together, also supporting the phantom flow together. Just like myself, the three elders who are over sixty years old have already shown their old age. Recalling that decades ago, they were all talented young men.

They have paid too much for Phantom Stream.

Behind the elders, stood the core disciples of thirty Griffin Knights. The leader is his son Kozmo.

The faces of young people are not heavy and lonely. Although they already knew what was happening, they still held their chests and stood upright as usual.

This is the most valuable asset of the Griffon Knight Pavilion. These disciples from the civilian class are young, talented to endure hardship, loyal and brave. If the core technique of Phantom Stream still exists, if you give them a little more time, in time, they will become the best of all the genres in the genre.

Unfortunately, now, there is no time.

A heart-wrenching grief struck Old Smith. Just now, the [Just Kill] Liu and [Broken Mountain] Liu have closed the door to themselves. Not only that, from the situation I understand, many schools and forces have already merged with Tailiu.

For them, the phantom flow is already a genre destined to be completely erased. This is not a big deal.

I feel that it is just myself and the elders and disciples in front of me.

This has to be said to be sad.

"The situation, everyone already knows." Old Smith's voice was heavy and haggard: "The Griffon Knight's road in Freeport has come to an end. Freeport is no longer the former Freeport. In the battle of major forces, we Being cleared is actually just a matter of time. "

There was a commotion in the hall, and the three elders only looked at each other with a long sigh, and the disciples below were already passionate.

"Big deal, we fight with them!"

"That's it! We are people of phantom flow, and death is a ghost of phantom flow. In Freeport, we can also bring together thousands of brothers who dare to desperately. It is nothing more than a dead net!"

"Curator, let's go. Let's leave it to us here. See how Tailiu's debris can do us!"

Old Smith waved his hands and waited for the disciples to calm down and smiled slightly: "This matter has already reached this point, there is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices. The industry of our Mecha House has already been mortgaged. These years The hard-supported operation cost almost the same. I betrayed by Tailiu! "

"And today, I want to take advantage of this cheaper price." There was a sly smile on the old man's face: "From now on, you are no longer disciples of the Griffon Knight."

With a loud bang, the whole hall suddenly fry with the words of old Smith.

"why?"

This is everyone's problem. And everyone actually knows the answer.

"I have signed the withdrawal document. They can take it away ..." Old Smith stood up, lovingly looking at Kozmo's tragic eyes: "It's just my life."

"Father!" Despite squeezing his fist, he clenched his lips. Tears still burst into Kozmo's eyes.

"This time the Thai out of the game is the first-class mech commander Monroe. This man is a leader in the young generation of Tai Liu. I heard that his hand speed has exceeded 65 moves. Before that, he represented Thai out In all the battles of the war, there is no defeat. "

Old Smith said, walked in front of Kozmo, patted his son's shoulder, and looked up at the disciples: "However, I'm not afraid of him! For me, winning is gaining. Losing, I also No loss. As long as you can carry the banner of phantom flow, let this genre continue to go on. Until we find our core skills, stand up again! "

"Father!" Kozmo begged hoarsely: "Let me go!"

"No!" Old Smith turned his head and stared at Cozmo, "You have something more important than this game! Take them away and find that person. This is what you should do!" Instead of letting your father grow old in sorrow and despair. "

Turning his head away from Kozmo's heartless eyes, Old Smith said to his disciples: "I have carried my life for Mirage, now, this burden, I give it to you. I can die in the arena, and Not a bed. You should be happy for me! "

Old Smith's words just fell, and suddenly the door was kicked open. A group of people swaggered into the fighting hall lobby.

"Tai Liu's people!" All the disciples were furious and clenched their fists.

The grumpy, can't help but shout out: "What do you want to do?"

"Get out!"

Ignoring the fiery eyes of dozens of disciples in Griffin Knight Hall, Cooper, who was at the forefront, clapped his hands and said: "It's so lively, I didn't expect that when I came, I saw a performance of the father and the son. My tears burst into tears. "

As Cooper clapped his hands, everyone behind him applauded sarcastically.

"Mr. Cooper is here ..." Old Smith stopped the excited disciples and smiled, "I don't know what to say."

"Don't dare to see the teaching." Cooper smiled slightly: "Anyway, a few days, this belongs to me. I passed by today, by the way, take a look at his own industry. Isn't that too much?"

This is not excessive, what is excessive?

The eyes of the disciples in the Griffon Knight Hall were red.

"Good, good." Ignoring all the phantom stream disciples present, Cooper held his hands, led six elite men and seven or eight Thai stream disciples, and turned around the hall with great interest: "The house is still good, just These griffin carvings are too annoying, and I asked people to knock them all back. "

"Knock your mother!" Thomas, standing behind Kozmo, wanted to rush to his hands in anger.

"Stop!" Old Smith yelled, "Don't move!"

"How?" Cooper not far away looked at Thomas with a smile on his face. "Want to hit me?"

"The comer is a visitor." Old Smith laughed haha: "Mr. Cooper looks casually."

With that said, Old Smith turned his head and lowered his voice: "Cooper is deliberately provocative. What I think is that there is conflict with us. You have to leave Freeport. At this time, there must be no problems. Once you start, he will be enough. Reason for you all to stay here! No one can speak for us by then. "

"Old is not dead." Cooper walked slowly to the phantom stream and looked at the old Smith: "You are very cunning. Challenge me, find the way back first." Said, suddenly turning his head, spitting. Spit on Thomas' face: "Don't you want to hit me, come on."

There was silence in the hall.

Humiliation and anger burned the nerves of every member of the Griffon Knight Hall. Old Smith, Kozmo, and all the elders and students looked sallow.

Everyone knows that as long as they start today, the genre federation and the major forces will immediately limit the exit of all members of the Griffon Knight. Cooper came here to provoke, just want to uproot the entire phantom flow, hands-on, just as he intended.

But, don't do it ... Looking at Thomas, who was spitting on his face, everyone's teeth squeaked ... How could it be swallowed?

Cooper and the arrogant expression of Tailiu were squinting. They waited, waiting for the dozens of phantom stream disciples who had shivered all over before them. Six elite thugs are ready. Without mechs, these fighters are just a bunch of native chickens and dogs in their eyes.

"Excuse me ..." A timid voice came: "Do you accept students here?"

The atmosphere was so tense that it almost burst, as if suddenly opened, and suddenly deflated.

Everyone looked back, and a white and fat man moved from the door step by step, walked in carefully, nodded and said: "I want to learn mecha, do you accept students?"

Seeing this fat man, Kozmo only felt a burst of blood rushing straight over his head. The whole person shivered uncontrollably. He turned to look at Thomas, but he saw that Thomas, who had wiped his spit, was looking at himself. Between each other, they found each other's eyes, revealing unbelievable ecstasy.

"Learn what mech!" A fat man standing next to Cooper was disturbed by the fat man and could not help scolding: "Get out."

"Are you the curator here?" The fat man winked timidly.

"You don't care who I am, do you hear me?" The thug squinted, his eyes cold.

"I'm sorry, this gentleman." Old Smith said: "He's not a member of our Mecha House. I'm the curator here. However, we have some things that are inconvenient for recruiting students. You can go to other Mecha House to see Right. "

"Oh." The fat man suddenly realized, glanced at the thug, and said with a lip: "Pretending to be quite like, I thought he was the curator. It turns out that even the students are not ... what kind of large cloves of garlic?"

"You ..." A thug who has been trying to scare away the fat man. He didn't expect how he would be arrogantly put on his face. Instead of being afraid, the silly fat man muttered in contempt. For a time, he felt dizzy.

"Haha." The disciples of Griffon Knight couldn't help but laugh when they saw that Tailiu was speechless.

"Don't you know that the phantom stream is almost gone?" A Tailiu disciple stared at the fat man fiercely: "Offended our Tailiu, I can guarantee that no genre in Freeport dares to take you!"

Although the words of this Tailiu disciple are exaggerated, no one can refute it. At this time, Tailiu is covering the sky with one hand. Ordinary schools, no one dares to accept the students they want to block. The two schools ranked before Tailiu, the students they received, would not be such a well-dressed civilian fat man who could not fit in the cabin a little smaller.

"If you know each other." The disciples of Tailiu sneered with a stern expression: "Hurry up!"

"What is Tailiu?" The fat man was confusing with a sly head.

Sneered and condensed on the faces of all Tailiu disciples. Even Cooper's forehead couldn't help jumping.

The fat man scratched his head and said, "What a junk stuff, I don't know what you're talking about. It's hurry, don't delay my registration."

What a junk stuff!

The faces of all Tailiu disciples were blue. This is perhaps the biggest insult suffered by Tailiu over the years.

"You say one more thing!" Cooper walked up to the fat man, gritting his teeth.

"Are you **** inattentive?" The fat man looked at Cooper in surprise: "You want to listen to what you said a few times. Are you guilty?"

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