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Chapter 177 Blazing! Gunpla! (5000 words)(1/3)

Wisps of smoke and dust swam between the black wreckage scattered everywhere, flashing red light from time to time, and drifted away towards the void beyond this large piece of rubble.

And at the beginning of this wisp of smoke, on top of the numerous black wreckage that had peeled off, there was a Gunpla, whose body was mainly white and carried a light wheel on his back. He slowly stood up straight, making Iori Makoto

He Lingsi could clearly see its appearance.

"Click!"

I saw the mask of this white Gunpla suddenly opened, revealing a face that was somewhat similar to a human face. During this period, bursts of fire appeared at the joints of this white Gunpla and at the edge of the body.

The faint golden light.

"Sorry! Makoto, Reiji. Before I start, I should probably apologize."

Iori Makoto's vision was very accurate. The moment the white Gunpla appeared, he could see what the power of the white Gunpla was about to explode. However, before he could open his mouth to remind Reiji, he was struck by Leiji.

It was interrupted by Ming Kai's sudden apology.

"What? Kai. What the hell are you doing?!"

Although Iori Makoto's reminder was interrupted by Lei Mingkai, Reiji, who had always been at odds with Lei Mingkai, was keenly aware of what conspiracy Lei Mingkai seemed to be up to.

"What the hell?"

Lei Mingkai was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Haha! Reiji, Makoto, that's right! I'm just doing something! From the beginning of this finals, I've been plotting! In order to complete the commission of an irresponsible father!"

As soon as Lei Mingkai said these words, a certain man sitting in the audience immediately felt like something was wrong all over his body. Even his wife sitting next to him cast suspicious eyes on him, who had not been home for a long time.

Once, a man left the entire store to himself and his son.

"Erin-chan, no, that's not what you mean? No, that's not what it is?" Iori Yi was stunned, subconsciously trying to explain something, but no matter how much he tried to talk, he couldn't tell the reason.

At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly came from behind them.

"Hahahaha! I didn't expect that the famous Iori Yi would see such a day! Boss wife Yi did this for a reason. Please don't blame him."

After Iori Yi smiled a few times, the visitor defended him. Then, the visitor also sat down on Iori Yi, and while watching the changes on the field, he said with a serious face:

"Yi. Although your idea is correct, it seems that the person you are entrusting is not the kind of person who would treat Gunpla as a real battle!"

"General Lal."

Although Iori Yi was surprised by Rambaral's appearance, he still nodded in response to Rambaral's answer.

"Yes. It's my fault. However, judging from the current situation, there may be another result."

"Haha! Maybe! After all, in this Gunpla Battle World Championship, the Gunpla Battle will be planned as a real battle, and the only ones controlling it will be the brothers from Britain. Other than that,

Even Lei Mingkai, a warrior who has experienced life and death on the battlefield, is addicted to the Gunpla battle."

The corners of Lar's mouth turned up slightly.

"Let me guess. When you first started, you definitely wanted Lei Mingkai to beat your sons Iori Makoto and Reiji in a cruel fighting way, right?"

Enduring the cold breath coming from beside him, Iori Yi nodded with twitching lips, reluctantly admitting his plan.

Lal secretly glanced at the "volcano" sitting next to Iori Yi that was about to erupt, and mused: "Logically speaking, Lei Mingkai, who has experienced life and death on the battlefield, is indeed the best candidate for this task. But.

, Yi, you missed a little bit."

"Did you miss a little bit?" Yi Zhiyi suddenly felt a stab of pain in his waist. While suffering from the pain, he tried hard to maintain his facial expression and not let it twist in the sudden severe pain.

After Lal showed an expression that he was not surprised, he raised his finger and pointed at Lei Mingkai and said: "The thing you missed is that Lei Mingkai himself is also a Gunpla battle enthusiast. So, everything

All without saying anything.”

"Yes, really?"

"Yes."

Lei Mingkai's voice was smooth and bright.

"Is it because of a certain irresponsible father that you are standing here fighting with us in a Gunpla battle?" For some reason, Reiji suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it.

He went down and shouted sharply:

"Kay! I just want to ask you one question! Will this Gunpla battle continue?"

"Reiji. Wait!"

Iori Cheng shouted quickly and turned to look at Lei Mingkai.

"Kay. Is that the irresponsible father you are talking about?"

"Yes. It's your father, Takeshi Iori. Makoto. The reason why I refused your invitation is because at that time, I had already accepted your father's commission to become your opponent in the World Series.

The purpose is to participate in this Gunpla Battle World Series!"

Lei Mingkai's answer made Iori Cheng stunned and almost speechless.

"It's actually like this! Kai, you refused my invitation because of my father's request!? Is this, is this an arranged Gunpla battle?"

Gradually, Iori Makoto, who began to be shaken by Lei Mingkai's simple words, slowly fell into the vortex of self-doubt.

"Cheng! Why are you dazed! This, this guy, this bastard is disturbing your vision! Cheng!"

Unlike Iori Makoto,

Reiji, who had been aware of Lei Mingkai's intention from the beginning, stared intently at the white Gundam standing on top of the black wreckage on the ground.

at this time,

Originally only wandering around the joints, the golden light around the body has extended inwards. In just a short conversation, the whole body of the white Gunpla was almost covered by the golden light.

"Sincerity!"

Reiji gritted his teeth and reached back suddenly. After some groping, he grabbed Iori Makoto's shoulders and shook them vigorously.

"Makoto! What are you thinking! This is the conspiracy of that bastard Kai! Even if it is your father's commission, is the Gunpla battle we have experienced together so far all arranged by your father?

"

"Cheng, please open your eyes and look at that Gunpla!!! You have been deceived!"

"Wha, what?"

"Gunpla?!"

Under Reiji's shaking, Iori Makoto, who was still a little confused, raised his eyes and looked over.

In an instant, when Iori Makoto saw clearly the white Gunpla that was almost enveloped in golden light, his confusion was immediately swept away.

"Kai! You're lying to me!"

Iori Makoto understood.

He understood.

What Lei Mingkai said just now was a trap set for himself.

"Haha. Have you come to your senses? Cheng, you are indeed what your father said. You are still a little too young! Compared to Reiji, who was aware of my intentions from the beginning, you are not even the slightest bit worse!"

Lei Mingkai smiled softly and slowly pushed the control ball forward with his right hand.

The white Gunpla, already shrouded in golden light, then walked out of the black wreckage and slowly walked towards the Star Creation Strike Gundam.

"Yes. I'm lying to you! Makoto. But, this is also a thing. The reason why I am standing here is because of the entrustment of your father Iori Takeshi."

step,

two steps,

As the golden gunpla approached, Lei Mingkai's voice kept ringing in the ears of Iori Makoto and Reiji.

"Before the finals, your father Iori Yi came to me and asked me to use the cruelest way to let you, his beloved son, Iori Makoto, see what a warrior walking off the battlefield should bear.

The cruelty that should be experienced.”

"Warrior? Cruel?"

Reiji's eyes narrowed, and he seemed to have understood the meaning of Lei Mingkai's words. Compared to Iori Makoto, who was born and grew up in a peaceful era, what Reiji has been burdened with and experienced is unimaginable to Iori Makoto.

of.

"Oh? Reiji, you are indeed the prince of Aryan. It's just a simple word, have you already heard what I meant?"

Lei Mingkai's words made Reiji suddenly chuckle.

"Tch! What's the big deal? I don't care what you are talking about. I only know that now is the finals of the World Series! And my opponent is you, Lei Mingkai!"

Reiji pushed with his right hand, and the Interstellar Strike Gundam stepped up and walked towards the opponent step by step.

"Reiji?!"

"Cheng. Don't pay attention to what that bastard Kai said. He is just disturbing your vision! Now, what we should do is to use our best to win this game!"

A rare and extremely serious expression appeared on Reiji's face, which made Iori Cheng couldn't help but put Lei Mingkai's words behind him.

"That's right! What we should do now is to win this game! Reiji! Let's go!"

"That's it!! Kai! You bastard! Just wait and see!"

At the moment when Reiji and Iori Makoto reached a new level of tacit understanding, the Star Creation Strike Gundam suddenly rushed forward, swinging its iron fist and heading straight towards the opponent.
To be continued...
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