All gone.

It was the first time in Manlo's life that he experienced a zero-casualty battle, not only his own, but none of the enemy died!

Of course, he wouldn't make up the knife one by one. His original intention was to let the children kill people, and it was even more unnecessary to see them kill people.

It can only be said that this group of people is lucky, and their ancestors have accumulated virtue.

Qilu has already trotted all the way upside down, without driving the flying motorcycle, showing his physical fitness a little bit.

Yes, that's the little guy's plan, to show he's strong enough to impress the Mando, but not so powerful that the Mando suspects him of being a Jedi or a Sith.

In this way, it is convenient for his follow-up operation.

It's just that what Xie Zhi and his father don't know is that Mando doesn't know anything about Jedi or Sith at all.

In fact, with the passage of time, not many people in the galaxy know about the Jedi and Sith, and even the legends are gradually disappearing.

"Uncle, how are you? Are you qualified to hang out with you?"

Speaking of Qilu, he exchanged the rifle for the Man, but seeing that the Man didn't make any comments, but just stared at him blankly, he couldn't help wondering... It's broken, is it too much pretentiousness?

The man said: "Actually, you don't need mine."

"Huh? I don't understand."

"Son, if you want to take risks or experience the life of a bounty hunter, just register yourself as an identity, there is no need to find me and pay such an exaggerated high price.

So why approach me? "

Well, it looks like we've gone too far, so...backup plan!

Qirou Ang put his head on his hips and said, "Uncle, have you heard a word?"

"What?"

"I'm rich and willful, so do I need a reason to come out to play? It's such a simple matter.

Of course, I can understand your doubts, after all, not all children have the opportunity to misbehave like me, children like me are rare, normal..."

"No." Manlo shook his head: "No matter how rare it is, it's not normal, because no matter how mischievous it is, there is no need to follow me, you can play however you want.

Maybe there is such a possibility as you said, but no matter how likely it is, I... don't believe it. "

Chilu scratched the funny expression hood, and sighed secretly, what's the matter? Come on, backup plan, backup plan...

"Okay, okay, I admit, I followed you because you are a Mandalorian, uncle, Mandalorians are legendary, don't you know that?"

"Just because of this?"

"Of course, the Mandalorian is very powerful, okay?"

The man spread his hands: "You say that, I feel like I'm a fake Mandalorian.

You have also seen that my ability... is incomparable to yours, not at all great, I am disappointed. "

"Don't be disappointed. Besides, I paid for it. If you regret it, uncle, why don't you take off the armor and return it to me? Not to mention, it's so shiny and cool, I like it."

As soon as these words came out, the man fell silent.

Qilu was satisfied, and thought that his uncle was still cunning, so he urged him to quickly turn the metal ingot into armor, and the nature was really different.

It's very simple, because according to the commandments of the Mandalorian, if the armor is strayed outside, it must be recycled at any cost!

Although the recent times are different from the past, and they don't even care about the pursuit of Mandalorian iron, but Xie knows very well that there is still a difference between the two. One is due to strength, and the other is the commandment of iron. The meaning of The Mandalorian and the raw material are two different things.

So there's no way the Manlo would treat the armor as a refund.

In desperation, Manlo sighed and tilted his head: "Go and see the target."

The gate of the building where the target was located was locked. Faced with this situation, Manlo decided to open the gate violently with the bandit's blaster machine gun.

Qilu rolled his eyes, but it's really okay, there are children inside, although he sensed the opponent's position, not directly facing the gate, but in case he was shot by a stray bullet, it would be a fart.

So secretly activated the force to control things, creaking, the door opened.

The man was surprised: "You did it?"

Qilu pretended to be puzzled: "What did I do?"

Manlo shook his head, maybe it was a coincidence.

The two stepped into the building, which was a cargo warehouse, and what the tracker pointed to was an egg-shaped cabin placed on sundries.

Qilu naturally sensed the little passengers in the container, but he didn't show off, and let the man walk over to activate the switch. Suddenly, the egg-shaped cabin was suspended, the door opened, and one big and one small stared inside.

The blanket in the cabin squirmed, slowly offering a small head, staring at the two **** eyes, blankly looking at the two... monsters in front of him.

Yes, in Mengwa's eyes, these two are monsters, with a tin head and a weird emoji.

And this little guy is Glogu.

Qilu has seen Glogu's holographic projection from his uncle, so he recognizes it. It's just that decades have passed, and this little baby doesn't seem to have grown much, at most two laps.

"Ah, baby, cute, hello, my brother's name is Qilu."

Glogo: "Huh?"

After finding it successfully, Chirrut was very happy, and couldn't help stretching out his fingers to tease the little guy, and the little Glogg also stretched out his little claws, probably thinking that the other party wanted to play with him.

"Uncle, the target is a little doll, how do you decide?"

The man watched for a moment in a muffled voice, then stepped forward and said, "Let's go first."

When leaving the camp, Chirrut did some tricks with the force, nothing else, he knew that these guys who looked like gangsters were really not good birds, they were villains and villains.

Although he abides by the requirement not to kill with his own hands, Chilu also knows the principle of eliminating evil and doing everything, which destroys their ability to move, and they can't move for a day or two.

Putting the egg-shaped cabin on the flying motorcycle, the two rushed to the station all the way.

Everything seemed to be going well, but when it was driving, Qilu suddenly turned around, pointed to the back and said, "Uncle, there is a flying motorcycle chasing us, what are you doing?"

The man took off the N-fold scope on the rifle and looked behind him, and found that the one driving the flying motorcycle was a robot.

And the model of that robot is quite well-known in the Force World. The IG series robot, this one is IG11 type, a real combat robot, deadly and efficient!

Man's heart tightened, the other party was not easy to deal with, and he was planning to cover himself and let the child go first, when he suddenly realized, I am stupid, this little boy is more dangerous, okay!

"Safety first, fight!"

"Okay! Uncle, look, how obedient I am, I will definitely obey the command, and it will definitely not get in the way if I take you with me..."

Muttering in his mouth, Chirrut drew out his pistol and fired at the rear.

The robot has chased into the range and opened fire with a gun.

It has to be admitted that this kind of professional killing robot is indeed far superior to conventional elites in terms of shooting accuracy and rate of fire.

It's a pity, UU reading www. uukanshu.com It ran into Qilu today.

In an instant, the explosive shells of the two sides collided in the air, and Qilu's rate of fire was faster. Although IG11 is powerful, it still uses the ability to shoot bullets, and it seems that it can't dodge bullets, so the rest is to suffer. The gun is gone.

As a result, IG11 was knocked into the air by the blaster, lay on the ground and crashed, and the flying motorcycle also hit the mountain and exploded.

After solving one, Chiru said something else, nothing else, he felt that there were other beings moving in this direction, and judging from the movement trajectory, it was obvious that the direction was adjusted according to his own movement.

Qilu couldn't help but said: "Uncle, I remember the old man who sent out the task, he didn't say how many rewards he sent out, right?"

The man looked at the little guy: "You mean... that robot also took the same task? How do you know?"

"I don't know, my IQ is that of an ordinary kid, and I just make ordinary guesses..."

"parking."