Dirk.

Nestled under a folded megacity.

An unassuming and well-known city.

Derek loves this Chinese city.

Because she sounds like her own name, written in Chinese characters, it is a difference in one character, but the arrangement is a little different, but it is like the difference between coal and diamond, both are minerals composed of carbon atoms, but because the sequence is different, it is completely different.

It's like yourself and the city.

One is placed in a locker surrounded by an ionic light band, and people watch it and then take it home to please the woman.

The other can only burn out in his own fireplace and then go and get a new one.

A consumable.

Sweep the carbon ashes that have lost their function into the shell and fill the rusty garbage robot - this is one of the more valuable things in the house.

The carbon had burned out, and he needed to buy it again, but before that, he had to start another part of his life – a job after a sleepless night.

The security door was so similar to the robot's art that he thought about it every time he opened the door that provided him with some warmth.

The door slammed shut, and the adrenaline in his flesh surged into his chest after a sleepless night, making his movements a little unscrupulous.

That's what got some good guys.

The sturdy Chinese stepped forward and propped himself heavily on the scribbled English — his door.

"Hey boy." Rich, somewhat deflated, but disgusting voice.

In his black eyes, he saw a cloudy yellow, a malice that made him sick to the bone.

"Hey...... Oysters. ”

This guy is called Oyster.

He didn't know if there was a "Mu" surname in the "surname" of the Chinese - probably yes, he hadn't seen anything like a hundred family names, even if this two-meter-tall guy sounded like a seafood rolling on a plate.

In such a city, the name and nationality have long been irrelevant, and you may be able to see a couple named Jack Rose when you pass by the street.

And they are all still Chinese.

Surname Jie? Or is it the surname Luo? Hell knows.

"You look good, you're going to deliver delicious food to the rich again?" The voice of ridicule came from the mouth of the big man, and there were bursts of laughter from his companions around him.

“oh god……”

He didn't know what these big men who were more than twenty centimeters tall wanted to do today, but he just wanted to stop thinking about it and get out of the house and get his cute little sheep to start more damn work.

"Hey, did you hear what he said?" Oyster looked back at her two companions.

"He said, oh~god~ hahahaha-" The other big man laughed.

"Is he begging for mercy? We didn't embarrass him. ”

"Come on, oysters, it's morning!" With all his might, Derek pushed away the arm thicker than his thighs, and walked quickly down the creaking stairs past the two of them.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that the oyster was not customary, his companion embarrassed him and stepped forward.

"Forget it, this gringo has been taken care of by us several times throughout the day, where does Lao Tzu have so much time."

"Hahaha......"

Listening to the unbridled laughter above, Derek habitually spread his hands and shook his head, feeling a little glad in his heart.

It's good that these guys didn't want to do anything today......

The weather system hadn't been renovated for a long time, and it even had a big hole, so there was no such ethereal thing as sunlight at this point.

A thick black cloth was draped over the corner, and there were many black bags piled up next to it.

Derek stepped forward and kicked the rattling garbage bags away.

"Damn Chinese......"

A thick black cloth was torn off, and a well-maintained blue locomotive revealed a brand new look.

It's his most valuable thing.

It's worth more than a garbage robot, it's worth more than an anti-theft door, and it's not even worth a whole year's rent.

It's his baby.

The Chinese gangsters here always discriminate against people like themselves, but the good thing is that they have never done anything to the car.

“Oh S hit!!!!!”

The next second he felt like he was a fool.

On the huge locomotive, a string of twisted English was sprayed disgustingly on it.

Get out, gringos.

"Damn !!"

Hammered heavily on the locomotive, and touched the blue shell as if distressed.

The palm of his hand brushed heavily on his face, the adrenaline in his body was still secreting, and he quickly put away the frustration on his face.

"Derek?"

The machine's left arm lit up, revealing a blue screen on it, and a fat face that was almost about to poke out of the screen and spittle onto his face.

"It's work time! But I haven't seen your beautiful little locomotive appear outside my building! ”

"Sorry sir, I'm on my way ......"

"Do you want to tell me you're standing on the road?"

"No, I'll be here now, I'm sorry, sir......"

"You've got five minutes left."

The screen turned black again, and he stepped onto the blue motorcycle.

The gasoline was evaporating, and the locomotive beneath him erupted into a roar, and a blue figure sped out of the alley.

……

The speed of the car was fast, and the distance was not far, enough for him to pick up the heavy data from the building in five minutes, and then use his prosthetic leg to prop up a pile of boxes and hurried out of the gate beside the two heavily armed security guards.

What about the good XXISM?

The heavily armed security guard, on his fully enclosed mechanical helmet, projected two red dots on one side, sweeping across his dark blue coat.

He walked over to his car, and a small pink motorcycle pulled to the side.

Maybe pink doesn't work for her.

Derek thought as a voice stopped him.

“Hey，Derijck.”

The only thing that will call him in a pure American pronunciation is the pink master.

"Hi, Roshan." He squeezed out a smile and looked at the tall figure.

Shrouded in a gray checkered hood, her long hair casting a shadow that shimmered on her fair face. He wore a thick jacket of the same color, his slender legs wrapped in dark gray pantyhose, and a pair of CONVERSE black and white shoes on the soles of his feet, which were made of synthetic material at the ankles and had a blue streamer on them.

She looked cold.

The name doesn't sound like a Chinese, but she's a Chinese girl.

The girl who lives in Right Angle Lane, and she is a colleague.

Also one of his favorite Chinese.

"You look good today, get paid?" Under the black straight hair, a pair of clear black eyes are revealed, and there is a smart shimmer inside.

"Yes, it's good that today's boss is atmospheric enough today." He placed the large stack of metal boxes on the rear of the locomotive, and two black clips held them firmly in place, flashing two blue photon lines.

"Boss?" The girl's red lips curved into a crescent, revealing the thin white teeth underneath, "I thought you had been calling him a dead pig." ”

"Of course...... No. ”

Yes, definitely.

The dead fat pig.

The richest dead fat house next to Right Angle Alley.

"It's not raining today." He gestured to the girl's plaid hood.

"Just in case." The girl's voice was playful, like the bearskin bag that was carried behind her at all times.

"I've got a lot of things to solve, see you later." He raised his hand and got into the heavy locomotive, covering the graffiti of ugly Chinese characters that were born in the early hours of the morning at some unknown time.

"Me too, see you later." The girl smiled and watched the locomotive disappear.

……

Perhaps in the middle of the area, robots have completely encompassed the delivery profession, including food delivery.

However, here, out of the express package, the industry of takeaway, which provides lazy money, is still carried out.

It just so happens that those lazy people are quite rich.

The first client was a gentleman in a suit and leather shoes, and his blonde appearance made him feel a little bit of identification.

"Ele.me Express. Your takeaway, sir. ”

"Oh thanks, it looks like today's stuff came pretty early...... From the main company? The gentleman took the metal box, put down his cane, which flashed with a blue light, and opened the cold box.

A puff of hot air erupted, and Derek's throat twitched.

He forgot to eat breakfast.

"Actually, I don't order much takeout." The gentleman was very talkative, and took a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to Derek.

Taking the cigarette, he saw a blue band of light flowing through the cigarette case.

In fact, he is too, but his chest is too cold for him to not talk much at the moment.

"Americans? Speaking of which, are there a lot of foreigners who deliver food now? "His pronunciation is pure Chinese.

The same himself: "Croats. Actually, no, I'm the only crooked nut in our company. ”

The gentleman gave himself a point, and then Derek by the way: "Thank you, man, I'll give you a five-star review...... What's your name? ”

"Derek ......" An AR screen appears on his face, showing the company's user interface.

"Well, five-star review...... My name is Li De'an, and I hope next time I will be a young man like you. The gentleman playfully made a sensational throttle handle gesture and walked easily into the building behind him with the box.

But Derek didn't get on his own bike, because he still had work to do.

"I still order takeout early in the morning, so if you're hungry, come early." Glancing at the regional order, Derek leaned back on the locomotive and took a big puff.

The taste is great, this brand of cigarettes, a box can buy half of your left hand.

The black robotic arm.

A blue message was flashing on it.

"The user has canceled the order."

“……”

MMP。

Now he is starting to regret buying this car that is running too fast, who made the rule for canceling orders within fifteen minutes???

And the weather system began to convulsion again, just like his mood at the moment, dripping some gray raindrops.

Putting on his dark blue hood and tucking the boxes back into the back of the car, he prepared to rush to the next place.

Then, he saw a large hole open in the sky above, dense cracks appeared in the gray sky, and in the torrential rain that frantically poured in, violent lightning slashed wildly, and the electricity rushed down the familiar right-angled alley, making her entwined by those electric snakes.

Lightning and thunder, dark clouds rolling, the still beautiful sky changed in an instant, he was blown to the ground by the wind in an instant, and the blue locomotive.

A violent storm frantically poured into the city, howling with the wind raging in the sky above, and he propped himself up on the rain-soaked floor, and saw that in the sky where energy was surging wildly, in that large cracked hole, an object fell into the right-angled alley with a loud thud.

His eyes widened, and at this moment he clearly saw what had fallen.

Person?