Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

When Mu Fan noticed that someone had begun to walk in, he closed his hand and walked away. The backstage of the tester recorded this number and then returned to calm. He didn't know the meaning of the set of numbers, let alone the power of level 17 How much shock the people here brought, he just felt that he could add more strength.

　　 Well, try again when no one is left. Mu Fan thought.

　　……

"Okay, we're assembled. Now that everyone is gathered, we will divide today's venues, No. 2 on the third floor of Jeff Old Rules, No. 7 on the third floor of Kemo..." Man Kun appeared on time at the appointed time and ordered a series of After the name, he continued shouting, "In the afternoon, make an appointment for sparring on the second floor No. 3, Polly, you go; make an appointment for sparring on the second floor on No. 6, and you will go...well, make an appointment on the second floor for No. 9, Mu Fan. There are four people left. Stand by at any time, waiting for temporary notice."

　　 After arranging the training mission in the afternoon, Man Kun glanced at everyone, "Let’s start working!"

　　 A group of people walked away according to their distribution. Mu Fan remembered that the training room No. 9 on the 2nd floor was in the northwest corner, and he could go up from the step ladder in the corner of the hall.

　　The antique decorations on both sides of the corridors are impressive after seeing many things about urban machinery and electronics.

　　 walked to the room marked VIP room No. 9, Mu Fan looked at the black metal door glowing with blue gloom, and inserted the work card into the identification device on the side.

　　 "Dip, identification is effective, sparring partner-Mu Fan, please enter." An electronic female voice came from the door lock, and the alloy door was retracted from the middle to both sides, and closed again after Mu Fan stepped in.

　　 is really different! Mu Fan looked at the neat and orderly training room, with shiny metallic equipment on the side, which was divided into functional areas of different sections. There were several rows of clean training suits and wipes in the lounge. He even watched When they arrived, several packages of obviously food were neatly stacked on the plexiglass table.

　　 This closed training room is about the same size as the No. 5 training ground on the first floor! Mu Fan was a little surprised.

　　 Seeing the sign of strength training written in the first room on the right hand corridor, Mu Fan walked in.

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"Father! I know, okay! Don't talk about it, your son is not the one who expected me to go to school, can I get into the military academy? How good is business with you, you think we are all the same size! In the future! It is absolutely suitable to pick up your company's class!"

"What? No discussion? If you don't go, you will cut me off for one month's pocket money, ah, my real father, do you have the heart to watch your son fall into a circle of fat a month? I have been very behaved recently, okay, don't let me go I won’t go racing when I didn’t let me go to the casino and said that I would lose my studies. I also ate three more meals a day and played PO battle. I’m not good enough. Your old man hasn’t realized it. The wish must be with me...Hey! Dad!? Dad? Father! I’ll go..." A fat man with a little gray suit and white shirt, a bow tie and a slightly immature face is sitting in the back seat of the floating car. , Frowning at Tianxun who was hung up in his hand.

　　 "Uncle Wu, okay if you don't go to the martial arts gym, let me get off when you pass the HL square over there, and my friend and I have an appointment to go there today for activities. I would have no integrity if I don't go there."

"I'm sorry, the master told me to send you to the martial arts gym, and then take you home in 4 hours." The meticulous man in front of me wearing a red waiter's suit, although his hair was white, answered, his words were very clear. Obviously speaking to the little fat man behind.

　　 The fat man’s little suit could only be held open with his arms wide open, and at this moment the wrinkled corners were walked under his body and it was pitiful.

　　 "Uncle Wu~" The pitiful voice in his voice had a hint of crying.

　　 "I'm sorry, master, you know his temper, please don't embarrass me." Uncle Wu remained unmoved, still driving the car intently.

　　 "Oh, okay, when it's time to call me", the cry in the voice disappeared in the blink of an eye, then the fat man pulled his face back and started to browse and watch the battle video on the PO Battle.net forum.

"Well, fantasy, reality? It's definitely fantasy. Fat brother, I don’t want to see the **** ones, or brother’s "Lemon Balloon" is the most coquettish. Let’s see what skills they have developed recently, huh Humph, not being diligent and hurrying can't guarantee the leading position in the class." The fat man happily poked his finger at the three-dimensional image played by Tianxun, and muttered quietly.

Harry, the young owner of the Fuwen Consortium of Planet Loga, there will be rich people no matter how dilapidated. When the power is suppressed, the gap between the rich and the poor will only be greater, even though the Fuwen Consortium has not yet entered the planet’s top rich circle . He advertised himself as a pacifist since he was a child, and then naturally grew into a peaceful fat man. He laughed cheerfully like his father, and was more suitable for the daily necessities style of the Fuwen Foundation, kind! The price is close to the people! From cosmetics and skin care products to stationery, the brand is not the highest grade, but the huge sales volume also makes the wealth of the Harry family rise rapidly.

"Well, this trick is handsome, let me see what its name is, Lianhualuo? The name is too ordinary, not domineering at all, at least it's a name such as Big Dark Sky·Five-petal Lotus Falling and so on, but The moves are really good." When the fat man turned to a platinum 5-star fantasy master video, he couldn't help but be attracted by the picture. A red and white mecha flashed from the ground into the air, and then suddenly produced four phantoms, and then the five planes combined. He hugged another mech and fell from the sky, and the ground was blasted into a radial pit. Fatty's saliva almost came out when he saw this picture. He was the least resistant to this dazzling skill. A major feature of the fantasy system was all kinds of non-human actions.

"Let’s take a look at this setting. The fantasy system has modified the RG-II ejector x5. The cockpit needs to reduce the simulated human level by at least 30%. The driver’s load-bearing capacity is 9 times the gravity, um, 9 times. Let me reduce it by 40%. Although it can’t be used for PK, it’s at least handsome!! Then the engine is replaced by the 9th generation. This is OK. The 7888 star coin gift package can have a chance to get the 9th generation engine fragments. I will buy a few more later... …Two-thirds probability, UUreading www.uukanshu.com7888 multiplied by at least 15.. Ah! This month's pocket money is gone again, ah ah ah!" The fat man counted his fingers, as if he was going to be tragedy, he caught Go crazy! !

　　 "Master, the martial arts hall is here, please prepare to get off."

　　 From the extreme speed, the suspended vehicle steadily stopped at the Xingluo Budokan. The body was all black and surrounded by red. The large retro U-shaped air intake grille has a visual impact. Seeing this luxury car, I don't know where the martial arts hall is. When the fat man reluctantly puts away Tianxun and gets off the car, the four brawny men in black clothes at the martial arts hall have been divided into two rows to greet them.

　　 "Master, the martial arts hall has made arrangements for you. When the time is up, there will be someone who will notify you. I will wait for you to come out here." Wu Boli bowed and said.

　　 "Angen..." Looking at Uncle Wu, who was standing aside with his head down, the fat man with a listless face replied with a long tone through his nose, he had already cut off the little thought of sneaking away.

　　 "Hello Master Harry, the appointment for you is the VIP training room No. 9 on the second floor, please come with me." A curvy waitress in a hip-wrapped skirt came from the side and reminded her softly.

　　 "Well, lead the way." After agreeing casually, the fat man stared at the hips in front of him with rhythmic movement left and right, and walked into the martial arts gym.

At this time, in the strength training room of VIP9 room, Mu Fan's hands burst into blue veins, and he was holding a unidirectional long-handled strength training hammer and swung it up and down, sweating like rain, and a string of feet hanging in the opposite direction of the alloy handle. There is a weighted hammer block more than one meter thick...

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