Pirate's Mechanic

Qiu He considered himself a high level, he should be able to do this kind of attack of Pluto. Why bother to grab the design drawings and try every means to build this ship.

But Qiu He's words, in Klockdal's view, have a different meaning.

In his opinion, Qiuhe's organization probably knows where the real Pluto is, and naturally there is no need to bother to get Pluto's design drawings.

"It looks like you didn't tell the truth!" Krokdal stretched out his sandy right hand, trying to catch Qiuhe.

The well-prepared Qiu He jumped back and avoided Krokdal's sudden attack.

From the very beginning when he planned to run the train, Qiu He had already considered the possibility of being seen through by Krokdal.

Although it is not clear which sentence was seen by Krokdal, this did not prevent Qiuhe from carrying out the evacuation plan he had prepared.

At this time, a few people wearing sand yellow cloaks suddenly surrounded. As the sand sank a little after the iron ingot was taken away, Qiuhe and Krokdal stood in the middle of the basin. The people wearing sand yellow cloaks happened to be condescending. Surround them.

Chapter One Hundred

The five people wearing sandy yellow cloaks pulled apart their cloaks together, revealing the five people who were different in height and weight under the cloak.

Standing directly behind Qiu He was a perverted man dressed like a ballet dancer.

Standing on Qiu He's left hand were a tall thin bald man and a short fat old man with a dog.

Standing on the right hand side of Qiu He is a tall and thin woman with a beautiful figure with a blue explosive head and an old woman with a chunky red explosive head.

If anyone standing on both sides of Qiuhe appeared alone, Qiuhe might not recognize it, but Qiuhe could definitely recognize the abnormality behind him.

The pervert who would wear such a bag in the first half of the Great Route, except for Mr.2 that dead ladyboy, Qiu He couldn't think of anyone else.

Then, the identity of the rest is easy to guess.

The people standing on the high ground were all senior agents of the Baroque Working Society. Together with Krokdal standing in front of Qiuhe, the six people just formed an encirclement and surrounded Qiuhe.

Glancing at the few people around him, Qiu He finally turned his gaze on Krokdal. There was no anxious expression on his face because of being surrounded, "It seems that from the beginning, you were not at ease. !"

"This is just a precautionary measure. If you tell the news honestly, they would never show up."

Krokdal grinned, took a cigar from his pocket, held it in his mouth, and lit it in a way that he considered handsome.

"It's not too late for you to tell the news, I will naturally let you make a living." Klockdal took a cigar very comfortably, his face looked like he was holding the winning ticket.

"Unexpectedly, Qiwuhai is such an untrustworthy person. I have said it. I have told you all the information I know. As for believe it or not, that's your business."

Qiu He looked at Krokdal with contempt, as if saying, ‘I saw you wrong’.

"It looks like there is no more talk."

Krokdal sanded his hands and prepared to launch an attack on Qiuhe, but the five high-level agents standing on the high ground did not move.

In Klockdal's view, he was enough to deal with Qiuhe. He called this group of men just to prevent Qiu He from escaping.

Of course, if Qiu He had any hole cards he didn't expect, he could also let these men help in time.

"Hahaha..." Qiu He suddenly hid his face and laughed, causing Klockdal to stop the movement of his hands.

"Do you think that if you still have these few small fishes and shrimps under you, you can keep me?" Qiu He's laughter stopped abruptly, and he removed the hand covering his face, his face has become serious and arrogant. .

"Tell you the truth, Uranus, the heavenly king, is in my hand. Since you like ancient weapons so much, I will let you see it today!"

Qiu He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers, but in fact he secretly used the skill'Air Machine: Storm'.

In the gazes of Krokdal, the space behind Qiuhe suddenly became distorted, and a huge robot with full sense of power flew out of the distorted space.

This is the king? Looking at the storm robot in front of him, Krokdal was taken aback. This thing is very different from what he thought.

While everyone was in a daze, Qiu He hurriedly jumped several times and jumped into the groove on the back of the storm robot's neck.

Seeing Qiu He's movements, Krokdal realized, where is the king of heaven, it is obviously this kid who wants to run away.

"Stop him!" At the same time as he reminded his subordinates, Krokdal raised his left hand and prepared to attack.

However, Qiu He was faster than them. At the same time he jumped on the Storm Robot, Qiu He had already ordered the Storm Robot to launch an attack.

The improved Storm Robot fired three rounds of missiles in a row, and the six missiles drew different trajectories to attack everyone present.

The sudden attack of the missile caused everyone present to switch from offense to defense.

Although they all successfully avoided or blocked the missile attack, they missed the best time to attack Qiuhe.

Qiuhe, who had been disguised for himself and the Storm Robot, had already flown to nowhere.

Klockdal looked at the empty sky, his face turned very ugly, and he felt that his IQ had been insulted.

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Even the cloud can't see a single flower in the sky. When others can't see it, the storm robot carrying Qiuhe is rising rapidly.

Suddenly, the rising storm robot decelerated rapidly, and within a few seconds, its speed was reduced to zero, and it remained suspended in the air.

This is not a malfunction of the storm robot, but an intentional control by Qiuhe.

Because he was eager to escape the encirclement and overestimated his physical fitness, Qiu He was controlling the storm robot to ascend at full speed.

Without any cover, he moved quickly in the air, which placed too much burden on his body, and he had to control the storm robot to stop.

However, this was another misoperation. Accelerating rapidly, and then decelerating rapidly, Qiu He's body finally could not bear it.

He was airsick.

Feeling the tumbling of his stomach, Qiu He quickly clasped the groove with his feet, leaning his body and vomiting violently under him.

Not only the breakfast in the morning, but also the dinner yesterday also poured out of the mouth and spilled into the air.

As for which lucky person will receive these things, this is not something that Qiu He should consider.

When the contents in his stomach were emptied, Qiuhe finally felt better, and took out water to rinse his mouth and wash his face.

After counting the time, I transferred to another storm robot that only strengthened the existence of time, took out the record pointer that had been prepared, and controlled the storm robot, slowly drifting to the island.

Between the two points, the straight-line distance is the shortest. The Qiuhe sailing in the ‘airplane’ is much faster than before.

Unfortunately, with the first experience, Qiuhe didn't dare to increase the speed of the Storm Robot too fast, plus the short flight time every day.

In fact, the distance that Qiuhe travels every day is not much faster than taking a boat.

After all, staying in the sky for a long time is inactive, and the body can't stand it. Especially when sleeping, Qiuhe's current strength can't allow a single Storm Robot to exist for too long. If it is blown into the sky while falling asleep, it will be really sad.

Lessons from a long time have taught us that fatigue driving is not advisable, so Qiuhe only travels in the air for six to eight hours a day, and rests on the unmanned island that he encounters on the road for the rest of the time.