Walk alone in the abyss

The twelve-meter-long small transport ship left the belly of the pirate ship and slowly cut into the atmosphere of this khaki planet.

Yang Ming in the co-pilot's seat stared at the long yellow sand-covered land below, feeling an inexplicable sense of belonging in his heart.

He thought of his hometown, and he felt a deep nostalgia in his heart.

Although this nostalgia is quickly diluted by Mimily who is wearing a tight spacesuit and flying the spaceship.

She knows how to show off her figure.

"Here you are, Hendon."

Kolev in the back seat handed over a metal mask with a delicate air purification device on it.

Kolev laughed:

"I just checked the latest news from Port Cole and the Sherman Empire. They didn't disclose the fact that we escaped from prison, but only said that a riot broke out in Port Cole Prison, resulting in the death and injury of more than a dozen guards and prisoners.

"I'll try it out later to see if I can buy information about you. It would be interesting if your little lover made you a dead or wounded prisoner to hide it from the Sherman Empire's military intelligence."

"That's useless. Lina will continue to track my whereabouts. She just doesn't want other intelligence agencies to notice the existence of my prey."

Yang Ming put on the mask, and his voice became a little more metallic:

"From now on, don't call me Hanton by my real name, call me by my pseudonym...call me Yang Ming."

"Yang Ming?" Kolev called out.

"Uncle Yang Ming? It seems that Uncle Hanton is more pleasing to the ear."

Mimi Li's sweet voice penetrated into Yang Ming's ears, making him feel a little itchy in his heart.

'She is my niece. '

‘Still the Widow of the Starry Sky. '

Yang Ming reminded himself from the bottom of his heart, and said, "It's up to you."

A thin energy shield appeared on the periphery of the transport ship, which not only blocked the high temperature generated by friction, but also prevented the spaceship from generating too much vibration.

The gravitational acceleration of this planet is greater than that of the earth, and this will not be any burden to Yang Ming.

Stepping on the real land again, feeling the pleasure of the soles of the leather boots being surrounded by sand, Yang Ming couldn't help but whisper: "Finally stepped on the land again."

"Has Uncle Hunton sailed in space for a long time?"

Mimily asked from the side. She had already put on a metal mask, her long wine-red hair was tied into two braids and placed in front of her shoulders, and she also had a laser gun full of punk stickers on her shoulders.

"Yes, I haven't stepped on the dirt for about a year," Yang Ming said with a smile, "I always feel that this place is very friendly."

"All keep up!"

Kolev's voice came from the edge of the two masks, where a pocket speaker was hidden, which not only changed the wearer's voice, but also served as a team communication device.

Kolev muttered: "We have to leave before Kimo finds us to avoid confronting him head-on. That would push the situation to a stage beyond our control."

"Let's go."

Yang Ming walked forward with his hands behind his back, his movements were unhurried, gradually narrowing the distance with the three people in front by virtue of his stride.

And his tall and straight figure fell into Mimily's eyes;

Very elegant.

...

This planet is called Orhaf, and it is located on the edge of the middle section of the second spiral arm of the Milky Way. It is temporarily the largest black market trading center in this airspace, and it is also a temporary intelligence distribution center for pirates in this area.

Cunning pirates always like to change the location of the market, and Al Hayf is just one of the black market's footholds.

This mode reminded Yang Ming of the collective festivals he participated in when he was a child in his hometown in the countryside - the Daji, the group of hateful vendors who cheated him of pocket money with inferior dolls, also changed the trading area from time to time.

This habitable planet is populated.

When Yang Ming passed by the top of the sand dunes, he saw two cities on the horizon.

A city is in a translucent hood, with tall buildings everywhere and an excellent environment, and the aircraft travels back and forth.

The other one is exposed to the threat of wind and sand, most of which are embedded in the ground, with a high wall on the outside to block the wind and sand, and a few aircraft occasionally pass by.

The black market they are going to has nothing to do with these two cities.

Walking down this sand dune is a square, where two transport spaceships being loaded occupy the area; passing through the square, you can reach the location of the black market—the man-made canyon covered in sand.

In front of the entrance, which is only seven or eight meters wide, there is a sign that prohibits aircraft, and twenty or thirty guards in different clothes holding laser guns are joking.

Someone recognized Kolev and called out Kolev's name in surprise, Kolev raised his hand and waved.

Like the old leader of the pirates.

Soon, the news of Kolev's appearance spread throughout the canyon, and many elderly people even appeared on both sides of the straight street to greet Kolev.

Yang Ming also heaved a sigh of relief.

Kolev's reputation is very high, which will be of great help to his next spaceship project.

Yang Ming saw many children and teenagers here.

They were of all colors, and the ambition and desire in their eyes was completely undisguised.

The sparse buildings on both sides of the street are actually spaceships with their tail cabins opened. Their main bodies are buried in the sand. If a dangerous situation is found, they can blow the sand away as soon as possible and take off to escape.

These cunning pirates.

Not long after walking, Kolev found a familiar old man in front of a shop with revolving light cabinets that looked like a barber shop, and hugged him vigorously.

This is a bloated shop owner with a sand-proof towel wrapped around his head and a thick protective suit on his body. There is still a sauce similar to ketchup in the corner of his mouth. Kolev started to complain when he caught him.

"Oh, Kolev! I just heard that you escaped, but I didn't expect you to appear here! I knew it! The bird cage of the interstellar court can't hold you at all!

"However, Kolev, it is not a wise choice for you to hand over the black dragon to Kimo. Kimo is too eager for quick success and is too cruel. He even tried to change the contract that we have implemented for more than 20 years, saying that we earned too much Already!"

Mimi Li next to Yang Ming pouted lightly, seeming a little disdainful.

"Hahaha!"

Kolev smiled heartily:

"That can't be helped. Kimo just likes to take advantage of small things. Handing over Black Dragon to Kimo is the most suitable candidate I can think of! Come, let me see what new tricks you have here!"

"If other people come, of course I will only use those flashy things to deal with them, but you are different, Kolev, you saved my life!"

The shop owner said exaggeratedly: "Anything I have here, as long as you take it away if you like it, I will give you a 50% discount on other things!"

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows, the owner of this shop is quite good at doing business.

He looked at the display of this store and found that it was an exhibition of individual weapons. The first floor was filled with all kinds of firearms and protective clothing. There is also a layer for each, and I don't know what kind of treasure is hidden inside.

"According to the rules," Kolev patted the shop owner on the shoulder, "Take out your best individual equipment and have a look, I want to give my little friend a little gift."

Yang Ming took advantage of the situation and showed a little white smile to the shop owner.

The shop owner smiled and said, "Is this your new student? He's a handsome guy. Fortunately, my precious daughter is studying in the New Federation, so she hasn't been with me recently."

"No, he is not my disciple, he is my partner," Kolev said seriously, "currently the most trusted partner."

"Oh, what a compliment, come on this way, sir! You needn't spend any thought on these ordinary things."

The shop owner took Yang Ming's arm affectionately, and dragged him to the locked silver counter in the corner.

A few seconds later, Yang Ming looked at the neat row of 'flashlights', and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Men must operate the most powerful lightsaber!

"Can I try it?" Yang Ming asked softly.

"Of course! Oh, my robot with a watery brain, hurry up and get the target!"

The shop owner roared, and a humanoid robot in a small skirt in the corner trembled a few times, and ran towards the lower floor with heavy small steps.

Yang Ming asked, "What range are the prices of these lightsabers in?"

"We use the new federal credit currency as the standard here, and accept the top ten currencies with transaction volume at the real-time exchange rate. These are good things of five or six thousand credit coins."

Five or six thousand new federal credits? That is, 30,000 to 40,000 Sherman Empire Emperor Star Coins?

Oh, and that's more than Hanton's salary in three years.

He also can't use Hanton's account now, otherwise it would be easy to expose his position.

As if seeing Yang Ming's hesitation, Mimi Li laughed: "Uncle, you can choose whatever you want, and treat it as a gift from me with pocket money."

"Compared to you, I am more able to accept your father's gift." Yang Ming picked up a brand new lightsaber and played with it through the glove, "How can I ask for a gift from a junior?"

Mimily shrugged, leaned against the door frame and said nothing more.

Hum——

Yang Ming pressed the button on the hilt of the sword, the confined magnetic field trapped the gaseous plasma into the shape of the blade, and the hilt itself produced a slight vibration.

Yang Ming shook his hand lightly, and the lightsaber made a buzzing sound.

The shop owner laughed: "You can use it to cut through any hatch that tries to block you!"

"The energy level is too low," Yang Ming shook his head.

The shop owner's smile froze: "The higher the energy, the more difficult it is to control a lightsaber, especially in the near-earth environment and simulated gravity environment. The external magnetic field will have great resistance to the confinement magnetic field of the lightsaber."

"This is a problem with the sword wielder," Yang Ming said seriously.

"I see! Try this!"

The shop owner was picking up the light red and slender 'flashlight' placed in the corner, on which two words were laser engraved: Zhan Mo.

"This seems to be a second-hand item," Yang Ming said.

"Yes, but this is indeed an excellent lightsaber, it depends on whether you like it or not," the store owner pushed the power switch to the maximum, and handed it to Yang Ming with both hands.

When Yang Ming stretched out his hand to hold it, he felt that the weight of this lightsaber was a bit too heavy.

He took two steps back and turned on the switch, and the lightsaber dyed the entire cabin blood red.

The vibration feedback is really strong.

Yang Ming simply swung it a few times, and his heart was full of joy. This lightsaber was more powerful than the one he used to fight the Valkyrie.

It happened that the robot brought a dummy wrapped in an alloy skin and placed it behind the shop owner. The shop owner was so angry that he yelled, "Your agreement to protect human beings was eaten by dogs, right?"

Yang Ming stared at the dummy, feeling an inexplicable destructive desire in his heart.

He slashed forward with a sword lightly, and the dummy's shoulder was cut off directly.

"Oh!" Kolev laughed, "Great baby!"

"Do you like it?" The store owner squinted and smiled, "I haven't seen a warrior who can easily control it. Your muscle fibers seem to be different from ours, young man. Take it if you like it. I gave it to Ke Lie Husband's gift."

Kolev smiled and said, "That's not okay. I can't just waste the share of the gift so easily. How much credit is a lightsaber? Not to mention it's a second-hand product."

"Hahaha! Sly Kolev, what's wrong with me giving you a few more? As your release gift!"

Yang Ming turned off the lightsaber, put it on the shelf beside him, and walked back to the side with a smile.

His stuff is just an addition, Kolev has a big purchase plan today.

Suddenly, Yang Ming heard the noise coming from outside the door.

"Isn't this the number one pirate beauty Mimi Li? It's the head of the pirate group who was expelled from the pirate group by his subordinates and was almost stripped naked?"

Yang Ming turned his head and looked over, and saw Mimi Li who was standing by the door frame at the moment, and more than a dozen men and women passing by outside.

A big-breasted girl in hot pants and a small jacket puffed up the pride of her chest, and made a double mockery of Mimily's back:

"I heard that your father escaped from prison to help you? He must be in his late 70s or 80s. He could spend his entire life in prison, but he still has to worry about you."

Kolev pursed his lips slightly, and continued to chat with the shop owner in a low voice, ignoring outside matters.

Mimi Li remained silent, because she found that the group of people outside had an absolute advantage in numbers, and she would not suffer such a disadvantage.

"What, Mimily?"

The big-breasted girl smiled eagerly: "You can't even speak Galaxy language? Are you stimulated? Wow, you only bring these two or three followers when you go out now?"

Mimily snorted.

"Cut," the big-breasted girl sneered and waved her hands, then turned and walked towards the more lively neighborhood, "Cowardly guy."

Mimily clenched her fists tightly and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, she felt that there was a tall figure in front of her eyes, and said in a low voice:

"If you have enough pocket money, give me that lightsaber, and I'll help you take down those followers, and give me a protective suit, and I'll turn them into human centipedes."

Mimi Li looked up at the young uncle who was close at hand.

"I can give you three pieces!"

She said in a fixed voice, then turned her head and ran two steps away, threw the laser gun aside, took out the paralysis stick hanging from her waist, threw out the metal stick, rushed up quickly and silently, and ran straight to the Among the group of people.

"Hey!" Mimily yelled.

The big-breasted girl turned around angrily. Before the dozen or so pirates beside her had time to react, Mimily's swinging stick had already hit the big-breasted girl's face.

"Bichi!"