"I'm dead, dead!" No. 31 yelled as if he refused to accept the facts, glaring at her angrily: "It's all you, you lackey, a bastard who betrayed your kind......"

Looking at the angry No. 31, Xining only felt angry and funny.

It turns out that consciousness is here, and even if the physical body is destroyed, consciousness can still be preserved.

If he knew this, he wouldn't have used the data line formed by the digital to trap him, and he kicked back to the main body directly, and he was wiped out together.

Looking at No. 31 like this, there must be no way to influence each other, hug each other and understand. In order to avoid trouble in the future, she is the only one who will do it.

Since digital can control his actions, then use digital to solve him. If he is strong enough, the digital can tear him apart in a single click, and then disappear into ashes, turning into pieces and disappearing into the vast world of data.

Here, whoever is stronger will be able to control these chaotic numbers. When the data cables formed by the numbers entered the body of No. 31 in a row, she fixed these data cables, so that No. 31 could not move.

When it was brewing, No. 31, who was suddenly scolding as if he had killed his parents and cut off his offspring, suddenly shrank into a cloud of white smoke. Very small, only the size of a walnut.

Now it was Hiinen's turn to stare.

watched the small cloud of smoke swaying towards one place, and soon fell into the hands of a beautiful guy in a white shirt with wide sleeves and long hair.

Who else could it be, that guy who only showed up here once, Mo Ming.

"If you're going to die, don't waste it." Mo Ming stuffed the small ball into his mouth.

Xining didn't dare to blink, so she stared at it stunned.

Mo Ming frowned slightly, in the end, he was beautiful, and his frowning was so beautiful: "What do you see!" ”

still owes him a million like this, but he is beautiful, and it seems to have become much more beautiful when he says it.

"What about him?" Xining blinked at this time: "You were eaten like this?" ”

"It's not eating, it's melting." Mo Ming always looked impatient: "He is now in digital form, although he is weak, but it is better than nothing, be a small snack." ”

Uh, not eaten yet.

Mo Ming was angry: "It's not good to help you solve it?" If you don't dispose of it properly, you may be able to resurrect it if you leave a fragment behind. Now that his assurances have completely disappeared, all the data has been interrupted, and it has melted for me, you should thank me! ”

"Hehe, thank you." The corners of Xining's mouth twitched.

She suddenly recalled something: "In the past, the Divine Monarch used to eat two main gods like this, could it be that the main gods are also digital compositions?" ”

"The main god is different from the system, this complicated issue is better to be left until you become stronger and smarter in the future." Mo Ming's index finger nodded ahead, "What you should be concerned about now is that your doctor is going to unload the mill and kill the donkey." ”

"What!" Hienin almost didn't jump.

At the same time that No. 31 was killed, the helicopter also flew to the designated position, looked at the time, flew to the top of No. 33's head, and then "boom", a noise-like audio, overwhelmingly tilted downward.

If you stand nearby, you can see that the sound can distort the air slightly, just like when the ground is steaming on a hot day. As the sound passed, all the glass around it burst.

No. 33 is right at the center of the sound wave, and it is passed through. He jerked violently, and his whole body immediately softened.

Luckily, the flying skateboard had a protective function and immediately adjusted automatically, catching his limp body. With him, like a fallen leaf from a tree, it flickered to the ground.

Floating to the ground, surrounded by a group of elites who were sniping at him, slowly approaching with guns in hand.

From the information transmitted back from the helmet with the telescope device, it can be seen that No. 33 is lying on a pile of glass shards like broken crystals, his eyes staring blankly, while his body twitches and twitches, like a broken machine.

After receiving the order, the sniper and the ground combatants simultaneously opened fire on the 33rd. A dozen shots passed, beating his body no more beautiful than the corpse of No. 31.

The captain of the last task force, after walking in, confirmed that No. 33 was dead, and took out a small pistol and shot at the chip part. The chip, along with part of the brain, is beaten into a watermelon.

It's finally over, and the command is cheering as seen on video. And the face of the general manager is not very good-looking, and he has to find a way to report to the top of the next a lot of follow-up problems, and he needs to convince them that this sacrifice and loss is necessary.

Lawrence couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, because he knew that the biggest credit for the success was not the elite of the land and air who would only shoot and fire bombs as ordered.

He looked at No. 37, who was sitting motionless in front of the computer, gritted his teeth, and pulled out a small pistol from his waist.

This gun is used by him above for self-defense, after all, it is an experiment of hundreds of millions of knives, if the news spreads out and is heard by other countries or institutions, they will try their best to drill into it. At that time, as the person in charge, he may be in danger.

The muzzle of the gun was aimed at the head of Number 37, which was the top of the back of the head and the chip was placed. If one shot passes, No. 37 will definitely die. But apart from letting her die, the possibility of being captured alive is very small.

Her chip works while sleeping, so the anesthetic is definitely ineffective. Maybe in a coma, you can kill a few people.

Number 37 sat motionless, his eyes closed all the time. It should still be in the Internet, and it may come out at any time. As for when it will come out, it is not known. Because all the surveillance in this laboratory has been controlled by her, it is impossible to judge how much time it will take for her to come out of the Internet.

If you want to kill her, you have to be fast, and if you don't shoot, you won't have a chance......

Lawrence, who was always decisive, hesitated at this time, and after deliberation, he put away his gun.

When he put the gun away, for some reason, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the face of Number 37 appeared on the computer screen, and she was face to face as usual, gentle and calm: "Hi, Doctor. ”

It almost didn't scare Lawrence's heart out!

Hienin, of course, saw everything, and she smiled: "Your decision was wise......"

After saying this, it disappeared. And No. 37, who was sitting, immediately moved, she slowly turned around, held the back of the office chair, and looked at Lawrence with a smile sideways: "If you beat me to death just now, I can still live in the Internet." ”

Lawrence gasped: "You mean, the equivalent of soul immortality?" ”

"That seems to be an exaggeration." Xining thought for a moment and affirmed: "But yes." In a relative sense, it should be. ”

"The 31st and 33rd ......" Lawrence tensed, not wanting these two guys to be physically dead, but extreme thoughts still exist in the Internet.

"Solved." Xining stood up, picked up the unfinished potato chips from the table next to her, pinched a slice and put it in her mouth, and bit it with a click: "Why don't I still be in it?" ”