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From time to time, you can meet the people of the security team, who unbutton their clothes and roll up their sleeves to help.

Everywhere there was a scene of harmony.

Han Youran looked at the tired sweaty people, and suddenly thought of robots, whether it was the previous false apocalypse, or the real alien invasion later, the robots never participated, thinking of the huge number of robots, Han Youran only felt terrified.

If the aliens start to control the robots, the robots alone will be enough for them to fight to the death!

Thinking of this, Han Youran turned his head abruptly to look at the hall behind him, not knowing if the seven people there thought about this problem.

Just as he was thinking about it, he only felt that something had hit his leg, Han leisurely came back to his senses, turned his head back, and looked down.

I saw a small ball of meat that had just reached her knees, and she was falling backwards in a daze, Han Youran reached out and was just about to pull the little ball of meat, when she heard a voice like a broken gong shouting, "God...... Miracles, miracles, miracles, Lord forgiveness!"

The sudden roar, the shocked Han Youran's hand stiffened, and the little ball of meat fell firmly, and the next moment, he began to cry, and the big tears slipped from the fleshy little pink face like an open faucet.

Han Youran grabbed the air with this hand, but he was amused by the crying of the little meat ball, especially the other party only left a strand of hair on the top of his head, and was tied into a pigtail with a red rope, trembling with his cry.

Han Youran smiled and stretched out his empty hand to the little meat ball, and said with a smile, "Little meat ball, you ......"

"Mistress Miracular, he didn't mean to hit you with the meat ball, please have a lot of them. The broken gong throat interrupted Han Youran's words, and also stopped Han Youran's hand from pinching the face of the little meat ball.

Han Youran's hand shook in mid-air for a moment and then retracted it, looking at the middle-aged woman with a rich figure in front of him, the other party's eyes looking at her were full of vigilance and deep fear.

Han Youran felt as if the other party regarded him as a monster.

And their situation also attracted a lot of attention, Han Youran turned his eyes to look at those people, only to see that they were all scared, and hurriedly looked away, lowered his eyebrows and continued the work at hand.

For a moment, Han Youran felt as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing on her chest, and she was a little out of breath.

"Mistress Miracle, I beg your pardon!" the broken gong opened his voice again, and his expression began to be a little hideous!

Han Youran watched her say this and hid the small meat ball behind him.

His eyes fell on the little meat ball that had stopped crying and hid behind the broken gong's throat, and the little meat ball only showed half of his face, and looked at her with his black eyes like jewels.

This glance made Han Youran's throat astringent!

"It's fine. Han Youran opened her mouth to speak, but her voice was so hoarse that she wanted to laugh at herself.

The joy in the eyes of the broken gong voice flashed, and he regained his previous vigilant look, and said to Han leisurely without gratitude, "Thank you, Lord Miracular." After that, he hurriedly left with the little meat ball.

Han stood in place, silently took two deep breaths, clenched his fists and continued to walk forward.