Everyone stared blankly for a long moment at the robots that had abruptly dropped their attack stances.
Lao San scratched his head. "Lao Da, is this some kind of pre-battle courtesy? Like shaking hands before a fight?"
"Well... it doesn't really look like it?"
"Say, does the boss let his underlings take on underlings of their own?"
"Uh..."
Meanwhile, Goldtooth was losing his mind again.
"Bastards! Can someone fucking tell me what's going on?! Where are those technicians? Drag them up here! This time, I'm shooting ten of them!"
Golden Fang's voice was thick with fury and fear.
He had no idea why his trump card had also been so easily "turned" by the enemy, but recalling his chief technician's earlier "betrayal" made Golden Fang even more uneasy.
Could these Destroyers have been part of their setup all along?
Hey, hey! I'm just a small-time pirate ranked outside the top hundred on the Shattered Star Rankings! What kind of grudge could justify spending this much to take me down?
This is total overkill!
Clearly, the misunderstanding had only deepened...
"B-Boss, they're coming!" Just then, one of his underlings spoke up, trembling.
Golden Fang looked fearfully at the surveillance screen. Sure enough, the intruders had walked straight past the motionless Destroyers and were racing toward him again. At this rate, they would arrive in just a few minutes.
"Quick! Shut the door!" Golden Fang hastily ordered.
Boom! The room's metal blast door slammed down, followed by a faint blue glow of energy flashing through the patterns on its surface.
Golden Fang had paid a fortune to have this premium door custom-made on the Black Market. The energy circuits inscribed within it could generate a distortion field, giving it incredible defensive strength.
Even heavy construction machinery would take quite a while to