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Chapter 78 Falsehood(2/2)

"Broken to me!"

clang!

......

Looking at the burly figure standing on Wu Honglei's head, the Red Light Warhammer was silent.

He is heroic and savory, and his eyes are even brighter. He had known that the high black flag was invincible in close combat, and he was the number one expert in the entire D8 area.

But I didn't expect that I was so strong.

With just a few tests, I grasped the flaws of the scarlet mecha.

The straight line accelerates fast enough, but the turn is stiff and not flexible enough.

The coordination between the human body and the mecha is delayed.

Even a third-level body extraordinary person like Wu Honglei can only barely do it like an arm.

But this is really flawed in front of Gao Black Flag, which is invincible in melee combat.

If this is a fight between people, the previous kick can directly split the person's shoulders in half.

And now this kick can smash the head.

"Not enough, this is not enough!" The young man next to Wei Ran shook his head contemptuously.

Although he disliked the young man's contempt for Gao Heiqi, Weiran also believed that Gao Heiqi's attack intensity was still a little less.

......

"This is a crystal titanium alloy armor that is not broken by aviation bombs!" The mecha controlled by Wu Honglei couldn't help but turn it over, but turned it back, "How could it be broken by human power!"

Buzz!

The blue tail flame jumped out from behind, accelerating instantly, causing the mecha to rush into the sky.

Gao Han stepped on his back, like a bird floating on his back, slowly landing on the ground.

The scarlet mecha circled in the sky, agile as if it were a dragon.

Holding a laser knife, Wu Honglei was in the cockpit, suddenly frowned, and then looked firm and locked the other person's figure with electronic instruments, from top to bottom, from heaven to earth.

A desperate knife!

Looking at the giant figure adjusting his body in the sky and then rushing towards him like a meteorite, Gao Han suddenly raised his mouth.

On that cold face, this expression appeared, and it felt a terrifying and ferocious feeling.

The wind is blowing, and the sleeves are flying.

The right hand drooped, as if weak.

What surprised everyone was that the blood-colored air flow that had been shrouding Gao Han's body was thinning, fading, and even approaching nothing!
Chapter completed!
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