After pausing, the tour guide changed his mind and began to promote it: "I suggest you buy the luxury version. In addition to the mechanical and power armor itself, it also includes a chainsaw sword, energy backpack, a special version of fully automatic assault rifle and grenade launcher, and a free operation tutorial."

"As long as you have the protection of a set of mechanically powered armor, you no longer have to worry about your personal safety being threatened."

The rich man was stunned.

"The simple version costs 50 million eagle yuan? Is it too expensive?"

The follower behind the rich couldn't help but question it.

"Is it expensive? I don't think it's expensive."

The tour guide smiled unchanged, and he didn't even look at the follower, his eyes always staring at the rich man himself: "Mr. Johnson, how much does the yacht you parked in the port cost?"

The wealthy man who is quite famous in the European continent shrugged: "Seventy million."

"In terms of technological content and craftsmanship difficulty, yachts cannot compare with mechanical power armor at all. They are just toys with larger sizes, but mechanical power armor can save your life at critical moments."

The tour guide said seriously: "This kind of high-tech individual combat equipment that can change the situation of war is regarded as the most secret by countries around the world. You can't buy it anywhere except Ramadan."

The rich man named Johnson was a little moved.

"From the appearance, there is nothing special about the so-called mechanical-powered armor you call."

The suit and ties, well-dressed entourage once again showed its presence: "How does its combat role be reflected? Are there any restrictions on operation? We don't know these questions."

"Of course, I just want to confirm Mr. Johnson's intentions."

The tour guide said with great meaning: "If Mr. Johnson had the sincerity to buy, I will take you to see its function and performance in person."

The follower was still waiting to continue to question, but was stopped by a rich man named Johnson.

"Okay, then I'll bother Miss Bella."

Johnson said politely, then narrowed his eyes, his eyes meaningful: "Miss Bella seems not an ordinary tour guide, after all, an ordinary tour guide cannot know so much."

The tour guide named Bella smiled sweetly and agreed to the other party's judgment: "You are the noble guest of Maracas, and sending an ordinary guide to accompany you to play will be a negligence to you?"

Johnson couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

Inside the dome arena.

Surrounded by the Guards, Flanglica walked into the VIP private room.

This box was originally owned by Ogel. It not only faces the ring, but also has a suitable distance and distance. It is the best viewing position in the entire arena.

"His Excellency Flanglica, Ri'an."

At this moment, several people had already sat in the private room. When Flanlica came in, they all stood up to salute.

"Ellington, Archie, Fiona, Ksma, are you all here?"

Flanglica glanced and called out one by one.

Archie is a middle-aged man with mediocre appearance and mild temperament, with gray hair and brown eyes, and looks nothing strange, just like the uncle who can be seen everywhere on the street.

The wise Angel Fiona is a young woman with black hair, purple eyes and delicate facial features. She is extremely tall and close to two meters. However, her curves are concave and convex, both toned and sexy.

The angel of power, Ksma, is a thin young man, not strong at all, but rather a little weak.

He stood beside Fiona, his aura was completely overshadowed by the latter, his expression was tense and restrained, his eyes were dodging, and he did not dare to look at Frankieka.

"I received an invitation from Ogel."

Facing Flangerka's inquiry, Ellington bowed and said, "You should be the same, right? After all, you never used to patronize such occasions."

"That's right."

Flanlica waved to everyone to sit down without the airs of the God King: "Ogel came to the door in person and asked me to come and watch the battle. As his immediate boss, it is not suitable for me not to come. You don't need to be restrained, just treat me as a friend."

That being said, no one really dares to regard Flangerka as a friend.

Just listen to the politeness of the superiors, and don't take it seriously.

"Everyone, do you know why Ogel invites so many people? And he also promotes it with great fanfare, as if he is afraid that others will not know."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little cold, Archie coughed lightly and spoke actively.

"His younger brother Affredo died, died in Bigang City, Yanhuang Republic, and the murderer was a Yanhuang warrior."

Fiona's two slender and strong thighs overlapped each other, her back leaning against the sofa, and even in front of Franklika, her attitude was quite casual: "Maybe, he wants to commemorate his younger brother in this way."

Ellington sneered from his nostrils.

"Why, Lord Ellington thinks I'm wrong?"

Fiona's deep and bright purple eyes turned slightly, her eyes fell on Ellington's face, and she said with a smile: "I forgot that Lord Ellington also suffered a great loss in the hands of the Yanhuang warrior, and even the subordinates he brought were killed."

Ellington's face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

"Fiona, don't speak sarcastically in front of me."

Ellington said coldly: "If your companion, Blood Angel, had it been especially reckless and acted recklessly, and alarmed the enemy in advance, how could I have failed?"

"The problem is that Yuga is dead, you are still alive, I suspect that you actually killed him!"

Fiona's eyes were sharp and she confronted Ellington with no choice but to make things happen: "Even if you didn't kill Yuga, you would leave your companion and run away alone, which would shame the reputation of the Gods Association. If I were His Majesty the Emperor of God, I would have removed your post long ago!"

"His Majesty the Emperor of God is wise and powerful, and he knows that I am not wrong."

Ellington said in a cold voice: "Fiona, I have tolerated you for a long time. You always go against me again and again, slander me in front of everyone. Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

"What can you do to me?"

Fiona suddenly stood up and kicked over the sofa. Her black hair shawl was windless, and her purple eyes showed fierce murderous intent.

Ellington clenched his teeth, his eyebrows thumped, and slowly stood up from the sofa, staring at Fiona's delicate face: "Do you dare to follow me on the ring?"

"What's not to dare?"

Fiona raised her chin: "Direction of victory or loss, or life or death?"

Ellington decisively said: "It is both a winner and a loss, but also a life and death!"

The two people's eyes collided in the sky, as if Mars was splashing.

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight when they had a disagreement, Flanlica, who was watching coldly, couldn't help but frown and said, "It's enough."

A low and cold voice echoed in the private room.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable terrifying aura spread out around with Flangerka as the center, instantly covering the entire private room.
Chapter completed!