Xue Nanmu stood under the mecha, moving his hands slowly on the mecha's legs. "I will take you to fix it." "

Wen Jinsu stood at the foot of the mecha. This mecha was bigger than the general-purpose mecha that he saw during the mecha competition. It should be heavier. I don't know if it will be very difficult to put it down.

Guns, cannons, swords...weapons are spread all over the mech, both open and in the dark. Wanting to open it up and have a look, Wen Jinsu thought secretly, wondering what it looks like inside.

"How about it, isn't it beautiful?" Seeing Wen Jinshun staring at him, Xue Nanmu couldn't help but speak up, "This is designed by my teacher. It is a rare S-level. It must be stained with the blood of the enemy. I will make a better mech."

Wen Jinsu touched the seams of his trousers, as if he was infected by Xue Nanmu's rhetoric. He suddenly thought that maybe he could also design a mecha suitable for Rong Eyin, so that Rong Eyin could escape the danger of driving.

The author has something to say: Maomao: Don’t stop me, I’m going to do something bold!

It will be really sweet in the end to do all the people who say bad things about Mao Mao.

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