Solomon's Hunt Mark

"Heh, I really don't know who gave you that confidence."

Gao Lingze was standing there with his arms crossed, coldly watching, let out a sneer.

They're so arrogant and ignorant, coming here dressed in a tattered robe and wearing a mask just to act all high and mighty.

He was accompanied by the family's third-ranked fighting expert, Martial Arts Grandmaster with a physique level of 20!

It's really funny that so many people dare to put on airs in front of me.

Without Gao Lingze even giving a signal, several bodyguards in black, their faces contorted with malice, pulled out spring batons from their sleeves.

It bounced up in an arc, the high-elastic steel whistling through the air.

Five men in black silently stepped forward.

Seeing that the masked men in dark gold showed no intention of making way, they simultaneously swung their spring-loaded batons out at an angle.

They can't kill you, but they can leave you half-dead.

The young master brought them out today just to save face, didn't he?

Mu Fan stared in astonishment at the tall figure in front of him. Wasn't the man looking for the girl behind him? Why was he now confronting the masked man who had been hostile earlier?

"Are you looking to die?"

The masked man looked ahead, but spoke to Gao Lingze over there.

Upon hearing this, a bodyguard in black immediately swung his baton, the metal spring-loaded baton tearing open the skin and flesh upon impact.

Your language was disrespectful!

Gao Lingze watched with satisfaction as the bodyguards took the initiative to attack.

You have good taste!

Tang Nashiu and several other young nobles in the circle watched with great interest.

The most interesting thing is finding a way to cause trouble.

It looked like the masked man was about to be hit hard in the next second.

However, the right hand on the side of the robe rose up, revealing five fingers with thick, large knuckles. The masked man looked at the spring stick that was about to strike him, and suddenly thrust his right hand forward.

Uh, uh...

The spring-loaded baton in the black-clad bodyguard's hand grazed the masked man's robe before falling limply to his side, and the man began to struggle violently.

He thought those five iron claw-like fingers were firmly gripping his forehead, but now his vision was completely dark, and the excruciating pain in his head made him start to struggle frantically.

Snort!

He loosened his right hand slightly, then clenched it into a fist and slammed it heavily into the bodyguard's chest with lightning speed.

Before the bodyguard could even catch his breath, he felt a heavy blow to the chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew four or five meters away, lying on the ground unconscious.

The burly man next to Gao Lingze's eyes instantly gleamed.

The masked man on the other side is incredibly strong.

The attack was ruthless and decisive; at least half of the bodyguard's ribs and sternum collapsed.

The remaining bodyguards stopped their charge and cautiously lined up to approach.

"So you've got some skills after all. Hmph, even if you manage to get out of here, I don't believe you can beat the mechs outside!"

Mechs!?

Upon hearing those two words, everyone at the scene looked outside, including Mu Fan and his two companions. Sure enough, there were several brown Guard Mecha at the entrance, their five-meter-tall fuselages and thick metal shells standing silently.

Standing at the very back, the White Hair couldn't help but give a mental thumbs-up when he saw the mecha outside.

What a righteous person!

Is this Mu Fan's friend?

Birds of a feather flock together, as they always have!

Same kind of animals, same kind of dislike for idle chatter.

But why didn't Mu Fan speak up at this point?

Are you just going to sit idly by and watch your brother get beaten up?

White Hair was completely baffled and prepared to clear his throat and speak.

But at this moment, the masked man with the dark gold mask sneered, raised his right hand again after he had just withdrawn, his voice was cold and hoarse, yet carried a bloody smell.

"Mecha... very good."

His tone remained completely devoid of fear or apprehension, utterly flat and eerily calm.

People stared at his raised right hand.

If he were to make another move, this team of bodyguards in black would prepare to attack simultaneously.

Extend your palm to one side and gently spread it out.

The group of people dressed in black pressed forward.

The masked man looked at him as if he were already dead.

With his palm slightly open, a flat crystal disc appeared in his palm.

"I thought you had something special, but you're quite the expert at scaring people."

With a snort, Gao Lingze waved his hand, signaling them to surround him, and at the same time signaled the Fighting Master beside him to prepare to make a move.

But then a low, resonant hum sounded.

Suddenly, a visible ripple appeared in the hand of the masked man, and then, in everyone's sight, a small and exquisite stone door, only about ten centimeters high, appeared on the flat crystal disc as a holographic projection.

The stone door frame was entirely gray, and the hollow doorway was pitch black.

Although small, it attracted everyone's attention at that moment.

"Get them!"

"Etc!"

The Fighting Master suddenly stopped his young master, looked at Gao Lingze with a serious expression, and said urgently, "Young master, don't act rashly."

"What's wrong?"

"He is... Solomon Pilot!"

It was like a lightning bolt flashing across my back, making all the hairs on my back stand on end.

Given that Gao Lingze comes from such a family, how could he not know about this kind of interstellar super dark force?

However, in all his life, he has never actually confronted a living Solomon Pilot.

At this moment, Tang Nashiu's gaze also turned wary as he looked at Gao Lingze. "Young Master Gao Ling, do you and this... sir really have some kind of grudge?"

Compared to Gao Lingze, he clearly knew the term "Solomon Pilot"!

It is almost synonymous with cruelty and power.

Solomon Pilot possess a level of skill far exceeding that of ordinary people in both individual combat and small-scale skirmishes.

Solomon, too, was divided into different ranks, and those who possessed Solomon Crystal were the mark of official pilots!

Furthermore, it is divided into five grades: light blue, dark blue, gray, black, and doorposts!

The grading system is based on the color of the stone door frame projected by the Solomon Crystal.

The person in front of me is the Gray Robe Pilot who represents the third rank.

That means he will have at least one non-mass-produced mech of grade B or higher.

The fact that he has grown to this level means that he has taken countless lives!

He must remind Gao Lingze in time, otherwise, if a real battle breaks out, none of them will be able to escape.

How did Solomon Pilot manage to infiltrate Landu Star?

How does interstellar customs conduct its checks?

Now, Solomon's Gray Robe Pilot are right under their noses, and it looks like a mech is about to fall from the sky at any moment!

Quickly stop this madman Gao Lingze. If you want to play, play by yourself. Don't drag us down with you.

Gao Lingze shook his head stiffly. "There's no grudge... I need to arrest the woman in the back and the White Hair."

Then what are you still standing there for?

Are you still standing there like an idiot?

Finally, Gao Lingze realized what was happening and immediately displayed the demeanor of a young master from a prominent family. He quickly put on a smile, dismissed the men in black, and hurriedly stepped forward to bow. "Sir, I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry. It was all a misunderstanding. Here is one million Star Coin, just a small token of my appreciation."

A golden, anonymous Star Coin card appeared in his hand.

"Snort."

With a flick of his left hand, the Star Coin Card vanished from Gao Lingze's hand instantly, while he put away the crystal round card in his right hand.

The man in the dark gold mask didn't even glance at Gao Lingze before walking out of the hall with his hands behind his back.

Phew~ That was close!

I almost messed things up today.

So you guys weren't on the same side after all? Then why are you standing in front of them?

Gao Lingze gave Tang Nashiu a grateful look, then turned around and glared fiercely at Mu Fan and the other two. This time, without that evil spirit blocking their way, none of you will escape today.

Seeing those murderous gazes, Bai Guyue shrank back in fear. This scene was far beyond her imagination. How could this be? Should she call him grandfather?

At that moment, no one noticed the tiny Mechanical Ant appearing in the palm of the masked man who had just left the crowd. With a casual wave of his hand, the Mechanical Ant, which was only one-third the size of a real ant, quietly slid to the ground and then quickly crawled backward.

Hmph, nothing can escape Solomon's Hunt Mark...

A mysterious smile appeared on the face behind the dark gold mask.