Seeing the smiling boy's fingertips burning with flames, James' heart burst into tears, but when the smiling boy poked his fingertips somewhere, James' heart was not fluctuating, and he even wanted to laugh:

It's terrible to be uneducated!

If the smiling boy poked his finger at the operating table, no matter which button it was, James would sweat in a cold sweat.

However, there was nothing in the place where the smiling boy poked it, and as far as James knew, no line passed by there.

Could it be that the smiling boy can poke a hole in the mecha with his finger? James smiled: This is a mecha!

But the next second he couldn't laugh. With a slight sound of "sneer", the index finger burning with golden flames actually penetrated the safety inner membrane, isolation layer and armor shell of the mecha cockpit!

"My God..." James couldn't help but breathe: This is unscientific! Are you a devil?

Even armor-piercing bullets cannot penetrate the armor shell of the Samsung mecha. Why can this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes?

Why!

"I... fuck..." James' friends were all stunned, and even stopped unconsciously, staring at the fingertips of a smiling boy's fingertips that penetrated the mecha in a daze!

No!

Not just penetration!

I saw a trace of cracks appearing on the mecha shell around the fingertips of the smiling boy, which was burning with golden flames! As the smiling boy sneered and pulled out his index finger, the cracks suddenly spread in all directions. Cracked like spider silk were densely covered with cracks, as if the mecha had been trapped by a spider web!

"My mecha!" James just rushed to his mecha at this time. His fingers had just touched the surface of the mecha. With a "slam" sound, the whole mecha shattered into a full of subway slag...

"Hiss..." James' friends took a breath of air conditioning: Is this a fucking human?

Their mechas are not made of paper, even if they are made of paper, they can't poke them into pieces with one finger!

"Mom..." Feeling someone poking him behind his back, James turned around like crazy, cursing while rolling up his sleeves and trying hard, but the golden fire was blinded by the gilded dog eyes!

The finger burning with golden flames was pointing at the tip of his nose. The scorching breath made him feel as if he smelled the burning smell of nose hair. James was so scared that he was almost flying!

"Don't be impulsive!"

At the critical moment, Simona is still a woman who is reliable, after all, she also has to run for the role of the fifth deputy commander.

Simona raised her hands and signaled that she was just saying fair words: "We puppets and you hunters have never been in trouble. This hunter friend, are there any misunderstandings between us?"

Misunderstanding? Even if it is a misunderstanding, he will be an irreconcilable enemy if he pokes my mecha!

James was bleeding in his heart: Besides, what kind of misunderstanding made him poke my mecha as soon as he came up?

The smiling boy's moon was smiling and curling with his eyes, looking at Simmona: "What if it is a misunderstanding? So what if it is not a misunderstanding?"

There is still someone who asked this? Simona was stunned, looked at James who was still pointed at by Bellon, and smiled and said, "It's a misunderstanding, of course it's a relief! We don't know each other without fighting, just treat it as a friend!"

The smiling boy blinked: "Then do you think it's a misunderstanding?"

Don't you know if it's a misunderstanding? Simona's lips twitched twice, and she forced herself to smile and said, "I said it should be a misunderstanding..."

"Listen to you!" The smiling boy shook hands with a smile: "If you don't fight, you won't know each other, we will be friends from now on!"

James: "…"

Simona: "…"

Simona looked at James: What to do?

James looked at the fingertips of the flames pointing to his nose: What can I do? I am also very desperate!

"Yes! Friend!" James chose to follow his heart and held the smiling boy's hand tightly: "My name is James, her name is Simmona, what do you call him friend?"

"Since they are all friends, you don't have to be polite," said the smiling boy modestly: "Just call me Master Long."

James: "…"

Simona: "…"

"Okay, you guys are busy with you, I won't disturb you!" Beilong let go of James's hand, turned around and walked towards the cabin door as if he had been to a friend's house, and waved his hand without looking back as he walked: "I remember your names, James, Simmons, we will have a date in the future!"

God, fuck Simmons! Simmona is in a bad state. Her little head turned around and turned to the others with a gloomy face, signaling them to use their portable weapons to gather the tall, handsome and elegant bird pool!

The others were stunned as if they had been immobilized, and Simona's big head was also shocked.

It turned out that Master Long actually flashed like a ghost after waving his hand, and disappeared out of thin air!

Hallucination! It must be an hallucination! Simona subconsciously rubbed her eyes, then looked closely and still had nothing...

"Martial Immortal!" James, who had survived the disaster, shouted in a sweat: "He must be a Marial Immortal Immortal!"

"Yes! A golden flame burned on his fingers, and he even poked the three-star mecha with one finger!" Simona also suddenly realized and shouted: "He is not a hunter! He is the martial immortal of [Wu Xianxing]!

"Deputy leader, even a child of Wu Xianxing is a third-level life. Their fifth-level life and sixth-level life are as numerous as a cow's hair, and seventh-level life is not uncommon. I even heard that there are terrifying existences like level 8 life... This matter involves Wu Xianxing, which is not something that we can deal with..."

"But the martial immortals are all gods who don't see each other's heads and tails, and they have always been careless about other people's affairs. Why did they intervene in the human race this time..." James looked pale. After hesitating for a second, he finally made a difficult decision: "Don't fight anymore! Notify Christopher immediately and retreat!"

"Deputy Commander Weiming!" Simmona just patted him gently, and suddenly a loud "rumbling" sound came from outside, like thunder, the earth was trembling in the thunder, and there were shouts of killing. James and Simmona looked at each other in shock and fear: It's over!

"Deputy Commander, what should we do now?" Simona pressed the communicator, but could not get Christopher's response.

James looked back at his three-star mecha that was as broken as dumpling stuffing, and made a more difficult decision: "Christorf cannot come back, let's go back immediately!"
Chapter completed!