Counterfeit Hero

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When the fat man walked alone to the horse farm, the guards and staff along the way all looked at him with surprised eyes, and then looked away very thoughtfully, posing as a blind eye.

It's just that this kind of consideration is obviously not very successful. Everyone has a weird expression on the face like cramps. The fat man can be sure that in a place where he can't see, these joyous guys can't help but even beat gongs and drums to celebrate.

The fat man who dared to beat someone on their site was cleaned up by Hastings, which was really popular.

The fat man stinked a face, walked between An Lei and Margaret, who bit her lip and stretched her face, lying on a white wooden fence, and said in a hateful way: "Are you funny?"

With a snap, the two girls burst into laughter like silver bells. An Lei grabbed the fat man's arm and buried his face on his shoulder, trembling. Margaret covered her mouth and her nose with one hand, and her stomach with one hand, leaning over the fat man.

An Arabian pony wandering around the fence, longing for more carrots, ran away in shock. Its slender hooves kicked up the dust on the ground, the mane on the neck flew up, the tail curled up, like a golden reed fluttering in the wind.

"Does it hurt?" An Lei carefully touched the bruises in the corners of the fat man's eyes, and the eyebrows were full of distressed and funny style.

"Is it Lao Pali or Haig?" Margaret asked with a smile on his shoulder as he hit the fat man with his shoulder.

"It hurts!" The fat man answered An Lei with a grin, grinning angrily at Marguerite: "The two of them!"

"Deserved!" The two girls ridiculed in unison, causing a burst of laughter again. It is already a miracle to dare to beat people at the Hastings home. This lawless fat man can stand here alive.

Just then, suddenly an arrogant voice came from behind.

"You are Tian Xingjian?"

Masaki has a face on his face, desperately showing that he is not as familiar as a woman, sighed and turned back. I found out that I didn't know when, a tall and sturdy young man had walked behind himself, surrounded by members of three generations of Hastings family.

The young man has thick brown long hair and black beard, his blue eyes are deeply sunken, his nose is large and thick, and he looks like a muscular lion.

The sulky Carly, the disdainful Carlyle, stood behind the youth, like two complaining children, staring angrily at the fat man.

"What advice?" The fat man raised his eyebrows.

The young man looked at the fat man with a somber face, and suddenly burst out laughing, reaching out his hand: "I am Lecht, I heard that you just beat Adolf ?!"

The young man's hearty smile was like a touch of sunlight from the dark clouds to the earth, which made people feel good about him.

The fat man reached out and gave him a firm grip, and smiled: "I was beaten too."

"Lao Fari and Hagrid's hands are moving at the same time?" Lecht apparently had heard the words between the fat men, glanced at Marguerite and asked teasingly.

"Yes!" The fat man said with a toothache in his face, angrily.

"Hahahaha!" Lecht laughed, and gave the fat man a thumbs-up: "You can be the first to beat someone at Sals Manor. You are the first. What's even more amazing is that you can make the old man Fari and Haig started at the same time! Originally, I wanted to compete with you. Now it seems that I still admit defeat! "

"Brother Lecht!" Carlyle shouted. This blond-haired teenager obviously has been sore about the arrogance of the fat man. He originally thought that Lecht could frustrate the arrogance of the fat man. Who knows, Lecht actually confessed directly. For a time, the blond kid blushed.

"Uh ..." Lecht gave a secret look to the fat man and turned his head to look at the two mechs in the distant guard: "I heard that these mech warriors under your hands are all God of War level? "

"That's right, the average hand speed is more than 68." The fat man's Yu Guang glanced at Carly and Carlyle. The two little guys opened their eyes widened and their faces were horrified, excited, and The envious expression could not be concealed.

Lecht secretly blinked at the fat man, twitching his mouth, and said: "I also heard that this rampant mecha is the most advanced twelfth-generation mecha of the Fiji League, and many of the key technologies come from Yu Gangjun ... "

The fat man waved his hand humbly: "What key technology is just some elimination technology."

Eliminate? This time, not only Carly and Carlyle's mouths were slammed, but even Lecht's was dumbfounded. Is this fat man bragging too much?

You know, for these twelve generations of mechas, the entire upper level of the Fiji League is upset. Several major arms dealers worked so hard that in the end they made wedding dresses for the bandits, but they were not as good as others. The twelfth generation of mechas launched by themselves were not interested at all. Some of them placed orders for their faces, and they just ordered a few Cars.

This has become a laughing stock among all super companies.

It is reported that several major arms dealers have recently joined forces to open their respective military laboratories and jointly build new twelfth-generation mechas, and compete with the banditry. You know, if the twelfth-generation mecha technology is monopolized by bandits, I am afraid that it will not take long for these super arms arms businessmen to close their doors.

But Lecht didn't expect that this fat man actually said that rampant technology is a knockout technology.

How does this make others live?

Lecht looked at the rampage parked on the side of the racetrack, and itchy.

This mecha, just the appearance, let him intoxicated. This industrial design capability is definitely the pinnacle of this era. It was his greatest wish to hear more rumors about rampage, watched the video of the bandits fighting Lei Fengxing and the adjudicator, and to be able to drive this mech personally.

This is not something you can buy with money. No bandit nodded, not even the Phantom Legion!

"Want to see the true strength of rampage?" The fat man turned his head to look at the rampage of Wagstaff who was slowly guiding the guards, and took out the communicator.

"Think!" It was Carly and Carlyle who screamed. After the boy and girl blurted out, they immediately realized their position and turned a red face.

"Okay." The fat man didn't visit the two little guys, avoiding their embarrassment tenderly. Nodded, turned on the communicator, and whispered something to Wagstaff.

The noisy mountain suddenly calmed down. The guards, who were learning dodge techniques, all retreated. Feeling the anomaly over there, members of the Hastings family drinking tea and chatting also stretched their necks and looked intently at the hilltop where Wagstaff was.

Accepting the fat man's instructions, Wagstaff was not eager to perform.

At the age of forty, he no longer has the victories and vanity of young people, but this does not mean that he has lost his passion. On the contrary, when he held the universal joystick tightly and tapped the virtual keyboard with his finger, every movement of him carried the king's calmness and domineering.

He was originally a three-level mech warrior of thousand military.

Before meeting the fat man, he thought that in his life, he could not touch the throne of the first-level mech warrior. With the increase of age, the physical energy is irretrievably walking up and down the road, and it is already extremely difficult to expect to be able to break through to the second-level Mech Warrior.

However, at this time, Qianjundao was lucky to join the bandit army. And he, afterwards, really touched the manipulative manipulative technique that was a thousand times more perfect than the core technique of their lord's precious life. Since then, he has followed the fat man to the south, and he has been tempering his skills every day.

Looking back today, the standard of God of War in the previous genre era is like the speed of a car thousands of years ago. Some things will always become history unconsciously.

Thousand Army Road, in the name of sweeping the Thousand Army, the technique is strong and fast, and the attack is extremely fierce. At this moment, I will use my own skills to conquer all the people here!

In the most intuitive way, tell everyone the strength of the bandits!

Turning his gaze to the fat man near the fence of the racecourse, Wagstaff flipped his left hand, and the universal joystick was like a living spirit snake. Roaming between the bits, pushing the roar of the engine smoothly to the apex.

boom! A loud noise, an invisible shock wave, appeared with the hair of the surrounding crowd, the corners of the clothes and the grass on the ground. The black mech, like a missile, came straight out of the mountain, skimming across the horse farm, He turned over in the air and stepped **** the ground.

As the rampage fell like a demon, the ground was suddenly stepped out of two huge potholes by huge steel mechanical feet.

When the dirt turf splashed up, he punched fist.

A punch, in the air filled with dust, suddenly appeared a twist, countless dust and dirt swirled in a sudden gust of wind, and suddenly exploded.

Two punches, three punches .... Countless fists broke out of the air, making people unclear. I only heard countless sounds exploding with the high speed of the mech, and the surrounding grass and grass scraps were not as good The floor was blasted again and again. Flying wildly around the mech.

Sonic booms, screams, mechanical movements, engine sounds, intertwined, like a rolling thunder that never stops, flying across the hillside. Wherever I passed, the wind went away.

After a while, the mech changed abruptly, adding the leg method.

Two long whip-like iron legs alternate back and forth in the air, and you can only see a phantom that is constantly rotating. The wind was torn, the dust was torn, the leaves flying in the vibration were torn, and even the sunlight seemed to be torn.

The whole farm was dead.

Lechter's breath unknowingly accelerated with the movement of the mech.

Beside him, the young but obsessed with mechas Carly and Carlyle had flushed faces, glowing eyes, and dense sweat beads on their noses and foreheads.

On the hillside on the other side, many members of the Hastings family had stood up, staring dumbly at the mecha in the sun. In the horror that was roaring, the heart shook for a while.

Landing on the ground and turning around, the mech body is like a football vigorously volleyed, spinning wildly in the air, bending an arc, from the left side of the hillside, the volley swept across the mountainside and fell to the right side of the hillside.

"Turn fast!" Lecht looked at the fat man with horror.

This is a theoretical action in the mecha control specification. Like small disk maneuvers, it is theoretically feasible, but no one can do it in reality.

He knew the horror, but he didn't know the name of the advanced technique of attacking the mech before this rampage mech, but he was familiar with this action. You know, in theory, this is a nine-level action that requires more than 80 movements per second to complete!

As Lecht yelled, a burst of exclamation broke out all over the racecourse.

No one can believe their eyes. This legendary action actually appeared in front of my eyes. And so smooth and so easy.

I didn't wait for the cry to fall to the ground. I saw the left foot running on the ground a little. With the speed of lightning, the body suddenly pulled out an arc and flew forward less than 20 meters, just like a boomerang. Slammed back.

While smashing a large tree into flying flakes of wood chips, phantoms one after another swayed from the mech like ghosts.

One, two, three ... all nine phantoms, flickering on the hillside.

In the warm winter, everyone present suddenly felt a bitter chill. No one has the confidence to stand in front of this devil without breaking his bones. The guards on the scene couldn't even imagine what a scene would be when this black mech rushed into their mech group.

Lecht swallowed hard and asked, "How many gangsters are there for such mecha fighters?"

Carly and Carlyle raised their ears almost simultaneously.

"Wagstaff is one of the top warriors of the bandit army." The answer to Lecht was Margaret. "Like this super-standard mech warrior, there are about one hundred bandits."

"One hundred ?!" Lecht felt that he couldn't keep his composure at all. Carly and Carlyle were stunned and their eyes straightened.

"But ..." Margaret smiled faintly: "There are about three thousand bandits who can perform such actions as fast-forward and small-spin .... .. "

Looking at the wonderful expression on the face of the companion who grew up together, Margaret glanced at Carrie and Carly, who looked more dull, and then looked at the members of the Hastings family and standing In the distance, Adolf, who looked straight, felt that leaving half of the talk was not what a lady should do.

"If there is another year, the mech warriors of this level will have more than 20,000 bandits!" In response to Lecht's incredible look, she raised three fingers with a smile.

"Three divisions!"

Lecht shook his head and quickly turned his gaze to the fat man. He decided that Margaret, who always loved to deceive people, must be deceiving himself this time.

Turning his head, the fat man with swollen nose and blue face smiled reservedly, seemingly modest.

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