Female president's private killer

The audience widened their eyes for fear of missing the once-in-a-lifetime wonderful scene. Fang Chutian, the leader of the fierce army, who once picked nine schools, finally made a shot in person!

Seeing that the Ranger's straight-line advance was surprisingly fast, many viewers couldn't help but praise it.

"That's great!"

The voice did not fall, only heard a loud noise!

Time, solidified.

In the middle of the waiting area, the blue ranger was punched through his belly

In the flicker of the electric flower, the mecha fell down with an extremely tragic attitude.

Huang Xiaolei, Hu Xingfang, Zhang Pengcheng, B15 officers, 1201 officers, masters of major genres, hundreds of thousands of audiences, all opened their mouths and their minds were blank.

That's great

The praise of all the people is still echoing in the mecha hall, but the person who was praised has fallen!

No one expected that this was the first face-to-face. It jumped out of the box, running and shouting. The noise was more lively than the new year, which attracted everyone's attention. Fang Chutian, who can be called a grand appearance and gorgeous appearance, fell down like this!

The audience on the stand were stunned, and the people in the box were blank.

Zhang Pengcheng and a group of 1201 officers clung to the handrail of the terrace, and their eyes were about to crack. Huang Xiaolei covered her mouth and opened her eyes. She was pale and couldn't believe it. Hu Xingfang clenched her teeth, looked complex and her eyes twinkled. Cheng Zhixuan showed a trace of schadenfreude.

And the most unprepared is anmeng!

In the gap between the fight against the three Rangers, he had already seen Fang Chutian's every move. When Fang Chutian rushed over, his first feeling was a serious threat!

Before the transformation, anmeng was just a level 6 mecha soldier with a hand speed of 35. In terms of hand speed, he was not even a fart compared with the abnormal man who was prone to 50 or 60 hand speed in the free port, especially in terms of mecha control skills.

He relies on a mecha control system that directly commands with his brain.

This control system turns the whole mecha into a part of his body. When he wants to move his fingers, the mecha's fingers will move. When he wants to run, the mecha will run.

The more brain exercise, the longer the running in time with the mecha, and the more convenient the manipulation of the mecha.

The same mecha action means complicated control instructions to other mechs, but it is just an idea to him.

The gap between the two is more than a thousand miles.

When he first arrived at Freeport, not only Cooper didn't believe in his strength, but even anmeng himself was uncertain about his strength.

After all, the name of mecha fighting in the free world is no stranger to any mecha fighter. They almost grew up listening to that legend.

However, when he easily defeated more than ten Thai scholars including Nakagawa Dahui in the mainland in a competition, he saw submission.

After that war, he had no doubt about himself and his mecha.

He was intoxicated with the feeling of mastering everything and looking down at the heroes.

He even had an impulse to drive the mecha, so he went out and challenged all free Hong Kong fighters.

Just like rumors, the fifty troops of the shrew are simultaneous interpreting the central city.

But he did it more thoroughly. He wanted to cross the free port alone, and he wanted to see more people submit!

Because of this, when he was forcibly blocked by three young pilots driving mecha with traditional control methods, his heart was like setting off a huge wave.

He has done his best.

But the opponent's mecha moves have gone beyond his imagination.

He can beat Nakagawa Dahui with the standard skills of mecha control, but he can't beat the three young pilots who have reached another height in skills.

What made him feel even more frightened was that he would kill one of the mecha at the first sight. In the end, there was always a mysterious force that made him lose his balance, bound his hands and feet, and let him watch the prey slip away again and again. If the ruling was not strong enough, he almost fell under the interference of this force several times.

Three blue mecha with a big belly were spinning around him quickly. The heads of the three mecha had the same metal mask. This was Fang Chutian's face with an eternal ironic smile.

This smile made him crazy in futility again and again!

When seeing the owner of this face and driving the mecha to himself, anmeng had an ominous premonition in the increasingly tight entanglement of the three mecha.

He didn't understand the power that only appeared suddenly at the critical moment, but could make himself feel the bondage. He also did not know how high the level of mecha control of the three young pilots was. He doesn't know how many such fighters and mecha are in this world.

He only knew that although he had the power to surpass this era, he fell into a big net because he despised his opponent too much.

He would like to report all this to the ruling Legion. The ruling Legion without an opponent seems to have an opponent.

No one knows how many people there are in the fierce army, but the ruling army has only more than 200 people now!

What an important piece of information this is!

However, if you can't get out of here in a few minutes, everything is just a delusion.

When the blue mecha rushed up with its stomach, he shot.

It's a way of dying together!

At that moment, he was even ready to switch his mind and get his consciousness out of the mecha.

His hand, soaked in warm nutrient solution, has been firmly grasped by the palm of his hand, which is the switch of the self destruction device of the mecha. Just rotate slightly to the right, and the mecha that can never fall into anyone's hands will become a pile of scrap iron.

The ruling designed a sophisticated self destruction device at the beginning of the design.

Because we have to perform a variety of tasks, we often encounter the detection of scanners. Therefore, this self destruction device is not explosive, but a combination of mechanical violence and high temperature. Once turned on, the device will completely destroy the key systems inside the mecha in an instant.

While destroying the mecha, the human control module will also be incinerated at high temperature. All opponents can find in this coffin are ashes and melted metal.

However, the development of things was beyond anmeng's imagination.

At that time, the other three mecha were covering and containing the mecha's charge. Both the left and right sides of the ruling were shrouded in enemy attacks. At that moment, Amun had no time to think. He just stepped forward instinctively. While avoiding the attack of three mecha, he forced the oncoming cyan mecha to dodge in the way of dying together.

The cyan mecha didn't seem to expect anmeng's determination. On the way of charging, he changed several fake movements one after another. Finally, when he finally found anmeng's tough, it was too late to dodge.

A blow pierced his lower abdomen.

The spark flashed brightly. The cyan mecha fell down. There was a loud bang. It seems to move the solidification time.

The picture changes from stagnation to vividness.

Three blue mecha attacked the purple mecha like crazy. Every move is a fierce melee fight!

The previous one touch back tactic has been thrown out of the sky. They have lost their mind.

Ammon smiled.

Challenge the entire free port front army with one person's strength. What he is afraid of is not killing, but entanglement! The grand debut and easy fall of Fang Chutian gave him a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

God, take care of yourself again!

The ruling, dressed in an engine shell, began to give full play to its advantages.

As the first driver to complete the transformation, anmeng drives the first generation of judges. This kind of machine armor is more powerful than the known 11th generation of Chinese machine armor.

In terms of long-range attack system, the ruling is slightly worse than the 11th generation of Huaxia mecha. But the gap is almost negligible.

The emergence of the brain controlled operating system is enough to give the ruling an overwhelming advantage over the Chinese mecha.

Overwhelming advantage, that is the gap between the first generation of mecha!

It's right to call the ruling the 12th generation mecha!

Lightning speed, solid mecha structure, enough to supply the engine power of warships, more advanced electronic equipment

These, how can these free world mecha compete? Even the Chinese army here is mostly equipped with nine generations of heavenly punishment and ten generations of divine gifts!

Once these players lose their reason and give up their entanglement, they can no longer pose a threat!

In the grimace, amundy moved faster and faster.

The purple mecha attacks like the tide and guards like an iron gate. It only moves and flashes around the blue mecha lying on the ground.

He won't give up such a good cover. The belly of the fallen mecha is punctured. The cockpit of the mecha may be squeezed and deformed or penetrated by the parts of the mecha. However, the survival rate of the pilots in the cockpit is at least 50%. The three cyan mecha have tried several times to force him away and get the mecha on the ground out of his control.

They are so naive.

Amun is getting easier and easier.

Although the enemy was one against three, with the progress of the battle, he had gradually gained the upper hand. The three blundering cyan mechas began to move disorderly. There was almost no cooperation with each other. They were working hard only by a stream of blood and gas.

Anmeng sneered that this is the difference between brain computer control and hand computer control. When you are just tired because you use your brain too much, your opponent's hands can no longer adhere to high-frequency movements. Their control power has declined much faster than themselves.

Amun fought calmly.

Three irrational Rangers gave him too many opportunities. He didn't miss these opportunities. Every time he shot, he brought a little harm to one of the Rangers.

He's waiting, waiting for the damage to accumulate enough.

The purple mecha's arms were horizontal, blocking Baz's flying kick in the front. With a kick under his feet, his body somersaulted in the air in a rapid retreat, and an upside down gold hook kicked on Longtai's mecha arm.

In the loud sound, the Ranger's already deformed arm became more distorted. A broken auxiliary transmission rod poked out the hole in the shell. The mecha staggered back.

Anmeng didn't pursue either. He decided to roll sideways with one leg, and his right foot went straight to the head of another Ranger who rushed up.

Kozmo crossed his hands to protect his head. There was another loud noise. The mecha was kicked back more than ten meters by this foot. The solid platform is pulled out by both feet with two deep cracks.

In the front, Baz drove the scarred Ranger crazy up, and the machine armor iron fist, like a speeding train, entered the tunnel, with a huge roar, went straight to the face of the ruling.

An Meng snorted coldly. The mechanic who just used the trick of monkey stealing peach is really annoying! He seemed to forget that at this moment, there was no contact and cooperation between the three mecha.

Anmeng looked around. Dozens of heavenly punishments surrounded the waiting area. At the far end of the channel, some Chinese soldiers were driving away the audience near the front of the stand. Overhead, the tilted and dilapidated box 1 is landing on the bleachers not far away in the creaking sound of the telescopic manipulator.

It's almost time. An Meng's mouth showed a proud smile. The verdict flashed past Baz's attack, a high leg and went straight to the Ranger's head.

"Boom!"

The Ranger driven by buzz, although he had raised his hand to protect him, was still kicked in the head. The whole mecha, like a top whipped by a whip, rotated and crashed into the group of heavenly punishment mecha.

There was a loud cry in the stands.