"...You called me out in the middle of the night for this?! Just kill her! Why leave a living mouth?!"

“…new technology? OK…let me think about it…”

"I will take a shuttle back to Persia tomorrow afternoon. You will take her to smuggle from the Strait of Malacca and meet at the base."

"...Before revenge is completed, you'd better not show what you originally looked like. Hate is the only fuel for revenge, and the rest of the feelings are unnecessary... Three days later, go to the UK to carry out the next mission...Pruto."

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The pain was like a thorn lying in her spine, causing her to spasm.

Quick memory flashback clips.

Fierce fighting on the clouds, the terrifying black mechanical demon god, and the two horns on their heads.

And, it is like a negative emotion condensed into substance!

Compared with the plane suppression in the Netherworld in the Sword and Sword Seal World, this negative emotion is stronger and more intense. The negative emotion in the Underworld is nothing more than the condensation of unconscious resentment, and the negative emotion here is actively emanating from the robot. The electromagnetic field formed by this hatred will not only Astro Boy, but even Gai Qi, who is a semi-transformed person, felt it!

Then her memory was shattered.

I only remember the strong wind and the twisted giant black corners.

And the black hatred.

revenge!

Strong revenge**!

Blood can only be repaid with the same thick blood!

All participants in that year will be sentenced!

all!

This is the price the traitor has to pay!

A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and the mechanic suddenly understood the opponent's attack method. She knew how the opponent defeated Meng Bailang and Astro Boy.

In addition to the world's first-class powerful body with the same level as Meng Bailang, this black demon uses the communication channel as a channel to continuously send black hatred and thoughts to his opponents. Although these waves are not in high intensity, they can effectively interfere with the other party's thinking. Although advanced artificial intelligence has the advantage of powerful computing performance, the extremely sensitive electronic brain will also be affected by these resentments, resulting in a temporary decline in computing power.

In this case, it is like a battle between warriors. The party who knows how to use "power" can use its own "momentum" to interfere with each other, destroy the opponent's mind, and give the opponent a head in surprise and doubt. It is in this kind of spiritual confrontation between robots that Astro Bo was defeated and was exposed by the opponent, directly penetrated his body, and then tore it apart with both corners...

Then myself...

The mechanic opened his eyes.

Haitao's voice came from her ears. The waves of erosion had a soothing magic that calmed her mood a little. She sat up with difficulty and found herself placed on a flat reef. A huge black shadow was standing in the sea, facing the rising sun.

When I saw this huge black shadow, the mechanical warlock's heart pounded. This black shadow was the mechanical demon who defeated Astro Bo, and the most suspected murderer who killed Meng Bailang... the name he heard in his semi-coma... Pruto!

Facing the rising sun, the mechanic looked at the huge robot carefully. From the professional perspective of a robot researcher, it is a perfect work of art.

The tall and strong body is more than ten meters tall. It is half a taller than Optimus Prime. The firm and slender limbs perfectly combine beauty and strength. The pure black painting brings an ominous premonition. Each design is simple and refined, and its beautiful shape exudes a kind of cruel distortion, exuding a unique charm of pure destruction weapons.

The most eye-catching thing is the pair of horns above his head. They are as sharp and elegant as the horns of a demon. Pluto - Pluto. The most powerful combat machine on this planet was born for destruction, for revenge, and for sending those equally excellent powerful robots to hell.

At this moment, the black Revenge Demon was standing in the warm sea, facing the rising sun motionlessly. The golden rising sun rose little by little until it jumped out of the horizon. The perfect golden sunlight shone the sea into a sea of ​​light. Pruto stood alone in the golden sea water, which seemed extremely unsociable.

The sea water gradually rose, and there seemed to be a large piece of traces on the beach being washed clean by the sea water. The mechanical warrior tried hard to identify them, but found that these traces looked like... like a painting.

There are countless flowers, a whole sea of ​​flowers. Using this beach as a canvas, some people painted flowers on this beach.

Did he do it? The mechanical warlock stared at the back of the black demon, but found that he was gradually entering a deeper ocean. Pruto slowly sank his huge body into the ocean as if he was about to commit suicide by storming himself. In just over a dozen seconds, he disappeared from the sea level.

“………?!”

When Pruto left his vision, Gaiqi remembered to run a self-test. When she saw the interface inside her brain, the girl almost fainted again.

My prosthesis was pulled down - fortunately, the nanomechanical is constructing a new prosthesis at any time... But the space beacon stored in the prosthesis is gone! I used the folding space technology to carry the robot with me. Without the beacon, there is no folding space, no folding space, my own Optimus Prime! It's gone! The Optimus Prime body that I worked hard and thoughtfully to snatch back from the battlefield! The five-star magic machine that took a long time to repair!!

Calm down... don't panic... There is a sender in your prosthesis, and you'll need to find it back then.

Then there is nanomechanical, and the losses here are also very serious. In addition to using nanomechanical to build brain nerve plug-ins for assistive computing, I designed and stored a large number of "construction models", which is equivalent to putting the designed mechanical drawings in my head. When I need to use them, I can just call the prepared configuration directly, without having to build them out of thin air by relying on my brain power.

Under the electromagnetic impact, his brain plug-in was almost whitewashed. The hard disk that stores information was formatted, and almost even the operating system had to be rewritten. It was really hard for several years, and I went back to the pre-liberation overnight. Even if I had a rough design idea in my head, the specific and accurate data had to be re-measured... Unless Su Jing was found with a backup, he could still find the data again, otherwise the mechanical warlock would really be in tears.

In this case, if you lose the already designed drawings, almost half of the nanomechanical has been scrapped. Just a rocket pusher without specific specifications and data, it takes at least two minutes to calculate it in your brain before rebuilding it. Otherwise, just thinking about a pusher out of thin air will be built in a sloppy way, and you will be lucky if you don’t explode yourself...

After checking again, the Mechanic now has only the equipment from the Borderland World left on its body. Two pistols, a submachine gun, and a sniper rifle. In addition, it has its own tool kit and a force field shield...

If you fight with the demon in the sea... the success rate will not exceed 1%...

Just as the girl was planning to take the opportunity to escape, a huge wave suddenly burst out from the sea. The black Pluto broke through the waves, and the sea water washed his pure black body clean. The mechanical demon walked towards the girl, gently snatched her with her black claws, held it in her hand, and then shook her whole body, two flames shot out from under her feet, slowly flew up into the air, and flew towards the west.

"Hey! Who are you?! Where are you going to take me?!"

【…Sahat. My name is…Sahat.】

A low voice sounded from the communication channel. If this sentence had not been recorded, Gai Qi almost thought it was an illusion she had.

"Sahat...isn't it Pruto?"

【…】

This time, the other party did not answer.

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"I am the Interpol prosecutor. I have a few questions to ask you, can you cooperate? It only takes about five minutes for you."

The robot wearing a black cloak looked at him expressionlessly and put down the large scissors that were trimming the bushes in his hand. The guy's face was like a mask, and there was no expression. His eyes as big as mung beans were just two small holes, like the face of an evil ghost or Rakshasa.

"…Mr. Duncan refuses all interviews. If there is an interim interview, please make an appointment with Mr. Duncan's agent first. The communication number is..."

"No, not Mr. Duncan." Su Jing made a gesture, "Will the Interpol come to interview a retired musician? I'm visiting you. Mr. North II."

"...For a person who pretends to be an international policeman, it is normal to suspect that he is a disguised newspaper reporter." North II expressed his suspicion with an elegant and slight turn of his head. Although he only held a pair of large scissors in his hand, Su Jing had no doubt that under the black cloak of this combat robot, a weapon that could kill people could be taken out at any time.

"...This is Dr. Reinhart's letter of introduction." Su Jing sighed and used his last killer move.

After reading the introduction letter written by Dr. Reinhardt, North II's attitude finally improved a little.

"That is, you can be regarded as a private detective who investigates the murderer in the Meng Bailang case?"

"He is a private detective with high combat effectiveness." Su Jing added.

North II seemed to have looked at him for a while, "...Do you think I might be a killer?"

"Do you think you can kill Meng Bailang?" Su Jing asked back.

"Mengbailang's design direction is not for combat." A concise and powerful answer.
Chapter completed!