slamming his fists against his chest. His yellow spirit rings flared to life, triggering the release of his century-old soul skill.His iron-gray skin shimmered with a faint silver sheen, and even his..."Captain, it's him!" Just then, another purple-level mecha suddenly raised its hand and pointed in Tang Wulin's direction. 。Tang Zihao made a decisive decision and shouted, "Take him down!"Beside him, the purple-ranked mecha's spirit guide cannon rose, and with a deafening roar, it fired another blast. A burst of light erupted from the muzzle, rapidly expanding into a net-like attack that surged towards Tang Wulin. 。Tang Wulin took a step forward, putting Mo Lan behind him. It was definitely aimed at him. 。This is my first time in Mingdu. Who could this be It can't be a problem with the Tangmen. If there was a mole within the Tangmen, they wouldn't not know I was with the federal congressman. They wouldn't move the army so rashly. 。It's not a problem with the Tang Men, is it

In his mind, the image of that drenched figure from last night flashed quickly. Wulin had his own strengths. His physical strength was terrifying, and he had the support of his food system soul master. 。In terms of recovery, they will definitely be faster than me. As for my Neth...