I asked you to control beasts, but you’re making Grey Wolf craft mechs by hand?

"Mr. Morgan, you will make me look useless!"

The big white man frowned and said.

After joining the Morgan camp, he had not made any meritorious deeds for several days and had no prestige at all.

The most important thing is... he has the confidence to win Qin Mo. After all, he is waiting for work!

"Boss Zorro is right, we can take him down!"

"Let Qin Mo see the power of our bond!"

"Qin Mo fought in a battle not long ago and experienced the black whirlwind. How much strength does he still have?"

"Hehe~~~His clothes are pretty good, just think of them as a shroud!"

The others all agreed.

Compared with their large numbers and loud voices, Qin Mo, who was surrounded by people, seemed isolated and helpless.

If you don't dare to act in this situation, how can you become famous in the dungeon? Everyone cares about face!

Morgan frowned slightly.

I don't really like the thugs' self-assertion.

"Let them go, as long as I'm here, they won't be able to make waves!" The old man smiled slightly.

"Go ahead and tear off his head, one hundred thousand star coins."

Morgan stopped worrying and put one hand on the car door, signaling the thugs to take action.

The words fell.

Hear the sound and move.

Someone picked up the weapons beside them, such as laser guns, energy guns, particle cannons, and electromagnetic guns. Sparks flashed during the roar, weaving into a dense energy network, overwhelming the sky and the earth.

A slightly more advanced thug.

Take out the portable exoskeleton armor from the trunk.

They knew very well...that this level of attack alone could not kill the Moon Eclipse level powerhouse!

No matter how advanced the thugs were, the big white man at the eclipse level, the four at the meteor level, and the ten at the platinum level all took off their storage equipment in unison.

Whether it is a medal, an embellishment, or a ring, the grades are different, and the storage capabilities are also different.

"Come out! Armored Warrior!"

"My baby, it's decided to be you - the Spiked Bee!"

"GO! GO! GO! General Steel Wings!"

"..."

The firepower of the minions covers.

The exoskeleton of an elite fighter.

Various mechas/armors for high-level thugs.

Release three layers of attacks in combination with each other!

They can follow Morgan, and they still have basic fighting skills. At least they are better than those thugs without backers, or those at the bottom who can only fool around... with human lives on their hands!

There is a difference between gangsters and black people.

The target is the strong Eclipse Moon. Even if Eclipse Moon is in bad condition, we must go all out!

"Ant."

Qin Mo spit out two words.

Gently shake the luxurious black bathrobe.

Suddenly, the extremely thick black mist seeped out from all parts of the black robe. They formed the skeleton, flesh and blood, and armor. In a breath, the ferocious armor appeared in a shocking way.

The cloak is stained with blood! Blowing in the wind!

Qin Mo's gaze swept across the audience, and a sharp killing intent burst out from the depths of his eyes.

"Shadow Nail Imprisonment!"

"Shadow Torturer!"

With a wave of his hand, countless shadow nails were activated, and in the bright moonlight, like a dagger unsheathed, it quickly crossed a distance of more than ten meters, immobilizing all those with shadows.

Whether it was the fired shells, the exoskeleton warriors in action, or the mechas that were ready to go, they were all nailed to the spot, like wooden men.

If the shadow cannot be controlled by the body, how can the body be controlled by the self? !

In the open space shrouded by the white and waning moon, dozens of people were frozen in place. They still maintained the expressions they had at the last moment. Some were laughing wildly, some were proud, and some were excited.

but.

At this moment.

Their pupils have been filled with fear!

On the one hand, he was amazed at Qin Mo's sudden burst of strength, and on the other hand, he was afraid of Qin Mo's almost regular methods. Even if he was strong, his methods were still so weird, his mind was active, and his body was stiff.

suddenly.

The big white man's pupils contracted violently.

Just in front of his teammates, a monster emerged from the shadows, with a dark body and scarlet eyes.

The shadow monster slowly raised its scissor-like hands, and with a click, its head fell, like a ball rolling.

Huh? ! !

The big white man frowned.

Why is the ground getting closer and closer, almost touching my face.

And the headless corpse in the field of vision... seems to be his body!

…

"run!!!"

The old man spit out a mouthful of blood, forced open the shadow nails, grabbed Morgan beside him and ran away.

Fortunately the attack was widespread.

If it were targeted at him alone, he might not be able to escape!

"Uncle, uncle, what is going on?"

Morgan trembled and spoke, looking at the thugs in the front row who were beheaded by shadow monsters one by one. The fear climbed to the extreme, breaking through the threshold in an instant and filling the entire mind.

Is there a similar shadow monster behind him? It has sharpened its sword and is ready to kill it at any time.

The fear of waiting for death, to some extent, transcends death itself. It is the ultimate torture!

"Idiot! Idiot! You provoked a king-level armored division! You are hopelessly stupid!"

The old man cursed angrily.

Due to his lack of vocabulary, he repeatedly used the word "idiot", and he wanted to tear Morgan into pieces.

As soon as he raised his hand, a king-level ultimate move exploded. Do you think it was the eclipse rank that was in poor condition?

Just now, Fanfan's reaction was a little slower.

This would have turned into a headless corpse!

He really didn't know how to describe... what kind of mentality did the weak ants have to dare to attack the king-level boss who raised his hand to make a big move?

"Uncle, you are also a king, we don't need to be afraid of him!" Morgan said quickly.

"Okay!" The old man raised his mouth corners, and a mocking arc appeared.

"I will fight, you are on your own, I hope you can survive the aftermath of the battle!"

"Ahem~~ Forget it then, let's leave here first." Morgan smiled awkwardly, his advantage is making money, not fighting and killing.

Just at this time.

A calm voice sounded behind the two.

"Leave? Aren't you trying to rob the crystal? Why are you leaving!"

"Mr. Qin Mo, we admit defeat and are willing to pay for our lives. Please raise your hands!"

Morgan suppressed his inner fear.

Use the business methods he is best at.

Hope to save a life, but nothing will be left if you die.

"I am the director of the dungeon. If you kill me, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages."

"Besides, I am just a businessman who was pushed out. We have a huge network of relationships behind us."

"How about shaking hands and making peace?"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief. Morgan's words were well-reasoned. If he were the pursuer, he would definitely agree... Isn't it good for everyone to make money in harmony?

"Be flexible and can't let you go." Qin Mo said faintly.

There are only seven days left for me. What network of relationships, what disadvantages outweigh the advantages, are all garbage.

There is another very important point...The attraction of the king-level old man is far greater than Morgan, who is the director.

Don't forget that the Eternal Night Shadow can be swallowed and become stronger!

How can a few emperor-level corpses that have been frozen for a long time and lost their origin be as fresh as the lively old man.

"I like your smile just now. Old man, are you happy?"