Chapter 149: The domineering old black

Hit head-on by the particle cannon, the fat man only had time to open the shield energy to the maximum, and then he was engulfed in white light.

It didn't explode, it didn't disintegrate, it wasn't melted by high temperatures. But the surroundings are completely plunged into a world of bright light.

At that moment, the cockpit was black, all the displays turned black, and his vision was all blinding white, and the bright light that penetrated through it was pervasive, and the wisps of ubiquitous light cut the world around him into pieces, and his mind was even blank.

He has always had a blind confidence in the "Duke", believing that in terms of mecha performance alone, the "Duke" surpasses any model in the world, and even the most advanced ninth-generation mecha will be crushed in front of him. As long as you sit inside the "Duke", it is the safest fortress in the world.

But when it is engulfed by the super-temperature world of more than 10,000 degrees of particle cannons; When all systems shut down and fails; When the "Duke" fell into dead silence; He's still scared! It's one thing to imagine, it's another thing to actually face it!

The fantasy in your mind is a hundred years and a thousand years, so it's better to experience it for a second!

Especially when the shield was destroyed in an instant by the particle cannon, and the heat that could incinerate him to ashes enveloped his body, he almost thought he was dead. I closed my eyes and didn't dare to see my body melt and instantly become a tragic image of flying ashes. Then he smiled bitterly, and they all turned into ashes in an instant, vision, pain, touch, all the five senses and six senses didn't have time to wait for the brain feedback, of course, I couldn't experience the pain, let alone see that kind of miserable phenomenon, what else to fear?

Then you still close your eyes and do hair? Open it and look at it, you will die like a man, you will die with your eyes open!

Before the ambition and pride erupted, the body was suddenly swept by an electric current, the hair stood up, and the body was crispy like chaff, and the sourness/strength could not be described in words!

The whole process is long to say, but it is actually less than a ten-thousandth of a second.

He's not dead! Not only did he not die! It looks like you're in another world!

Everything in the cockpit has not changed, however, all the systems have been restarted, not only that, because the main control computer on board has been in a self-closed state, the temporary plug-in control system has not really controlled all of the body, and some of the display screens have been closed with a black screen from beginning to end, but now, all are lit.

In addition to the bright light of the screen, the cockpit is full of flashing lights, symbols, and barcodes. Many of the system functions that are displayed for the first time, fat people don't know what they do, and they don't use them at all. The "Duke", which was originally thought to be familiar, became unfamiliar.

If the abrupt change in the cockpit has added a lot of functions that should be powerful but don't really understand, it can be reluctantly accepted. The ruffian male voice that suddenly came out of nowhere, so that the fat man couldn't accept and understand! subconsciously burst into a foul sentence of "", and then asked in surprise: "Who are you?" ”

The mysterious being who didn't see him, but only heard his voice, asked wildly: "Who the hell are you?" ”

"I'm Tang Xiaobao, nicknamed Fatman."

"Tang Xiaobao? Fatso? I don't know, who the fuck are you? The tone is fierce, and there is a tendency to do it if you don't agree with it, and you are very angry.

No one could be seen, but the sound made the fat man feel a pressure, like a big black-bearded man with a murderous face, and he put a boning knife against his throat. Murderous, if you don't say the right word, you will stab into it, and blood will splash and fly.

I was chilled, my hairs stood on end, my lips were a little blue, and I was trembling uncontrollably. The fat man's body subconsciously curled up, holding his hands on his chest. The invisible is the most terrifying, it can make people think about it, ghosts appear, and it is gloomy. And the feeling of the sharp knife against the neck is so real, there is no way to resist. Hit whom? Whose bones are you going to tear apart?

The fat man was so shocked that he was about to cry, twitching the corners of his eyes, grinning, having no place to put his hands on, no place to pick up, groping everywhere, as if he was looking for something to defend himself, and his mouth kept explaining and asking, very polite, "I am really Tang Xiaobao, that is, Tang Xiaobao!" Big brother, which one are you? ”

"Oh, Tang Xiaobao...... Hiss...... Still not impressed, boy, tell you, although Lao Tzu has a dark and rough face, his brain is not chaff, understand? Just ask you if you understand? "The murderous spirit is back, and it is even stronger than before.

"I understand, I must understand, don't worry, big brother, I definitely understand!" The fat man kept wiping his sweat, and his head was like a chicken. This scene is so weird. He had forgotten when and where he was! Where to go!

"Well, that's good! Boy, you're good! The mysterious existence seemed to be very happy, and the rich murderous aura seemed to have dissipated a lot, but the next sentence made the fat man almost collapse.

"Although you are a good boy, I have been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and I like to make friends with heroes and heroes. Can...... Who the fuck are you? ”

I don't know if it's because of the bad tone, or if this boss likes to be good when he speaks, the fat man is about to be tortured and crazy, and he is only one line away from collapse, wrinkling his face, crying, aggrieved, and said softly and weakly: "I am Tang Xiaobao." "The sound was so small that it was almost inaudible.

"Tang Xiaobao, I still don't know, but forget it, man, there's no need to mind the name, it's just a code name, it has no practical meaning, like my Lao Hei, I have been called Lao Hei since I was conscious. The little white face calls me Lao Hei, my friends call me Lao Hei, and I call it that. ”

"Yes, yes, hehe." The fat man laughed.

"You're the fat guy sitting on top of me?"

"Sit, sit, sit, sit on you? What does it mean? Where are you? At this moment, he was dumbfounded! The fat man was completely hairy, fluttered and stood up, bang, the top of the brain melon hit the roof of the alloy shed, the body did not stand up straight, and the brain melon knocked up a bag the size of an egg. Instantly reddened and swollen.

The body shook violently, and the fat man swayed left and right inside, and quickly sat back down. As soon as I buckled up my seat belt, I heard the black man's voice sound again, "Do you understand now?" I just praised you, why did you become stupid after a while? Humans are indeed enigmatic creatures. ”

The fat man was shocked and speechless, and his expression was sluggish. It dawned on him. In the onboard center of the "Duke", the self-closing system of the main control computer is unlocked! Lao Hei is the central program of the main control computer! You can communicate freely with people, and your simulated personality is almost perfect! Comparable to real artificial intelligence! One level with the ball!

At this time, the main screen in front of the fat man suddenly changed, and a burly black-faced man with a majestic expression full of ruffians and a powerful expression appeared with a cigarette in his mouth. Dressed in a black trench coat, crumpled and fluttering, he wore a black felt top hat that was also crumpled and crumpled, with the brim pressed down to cover his forehead. Old-fashioned long-barreled field boots with whitish toe and uppers close to the heel. Two twenty-round box guns of no date of age were pinned to the wide, faded pure cowhide belt.

Stretching out his hand, a solid wooden chair appeared out of thin air, with a thick back, strong and rough armrests, and a thick seat, and the whole chair style was wild and rough. It goes well with the style of the black-faced man.

The big lama sat down in his chair, crossed his legs, pinched the cigarette with his fingers, and took a beautiful puff, the smoke covering his face. He said arbitrarily: "What time is it now?" Is the battle over? Has Roland been destroyed? ”

In the face of such a mysterious, magical and inexplicable existence, the fat man does not know what attitude to use, not a man, not a machine, between a man and a machine? Or an alternative life?

In short, the fat man doesn't dare to treat him lightly, just treat it with his seniors. And the tone of their speech also makes it clear that they are seniors.

"It's the year 2607 of the new calendar, and the war between the alliance and the empire is still fighting, and it's hard to say whether the empire can be destroyed. If we win, we may be able to destroy them, but if we lose, we don't need to talk about anything...... Hey, uncle, what I said is true, I didn't lie to you. ”

The black-faced man was losing his mind, and the cigarette in his hand didn't react, and it seemed that he had only breathed a sigh of relief for a long time, and the whole person seemed to have become much more decadent, and there was a taste of vicissitudes and pathos all over his body. At this time, he feels as if he has been forgotten by society for many years and abandoned by the world for a long time.

Covering his face with both hands, he let go suddenly, lying on the chair with his body on all fours, looking up at the sky, letting out a leisurely sigh, and waking up from a big dream: "It's been forty years!" ”

His voice suddenly became cold, his eyes were like electricity, and he asked the fat man, "Where did you find me?" Who else but me? Is there a guy who is so young and handsome that people can't wait to kick him in that little white face a few times? ”

"Trash Star, there's no one but you." The fat man replied quickly, as he felt a pressure pressing directly on him through the screen, and it was almost impossible to breathe. This is the essence of the invincible aura of the god of war. Invisible and existent. Who was this back then......

The fat man didn't dare to imagine his invincible and brilliant record, this kind of aura made him awe. His eyes gradually became hot, and his heart became hot. Now he is driving the "Duke", the old blade is bright, and the domineering reappears!

"Also, he can't be here, before the big battle started, he was already seriously injured, I persuaded him, but he didn't listen, he was even stronger than my old black, and he had a seemingly smart little white face, but he was actually very stupid, stupid to death. Stupid, stupid to death. If the Immortal King had been defeated so easily, Roland's stupid birds would have been wiped out eight hundred times ago. Little white face, you're gone, but I'm still there. In the future, will you let me be lonely and drift away like this? ”

The fat man's throat is itchy, he scratches his ears and cheeks urgently, he wants to speak, he wants to shout, he wants to scream.

Me, me, me, and my uncle!

But he didn't dare, the black-faced uncle was too domineering, he didn't have the courage to be the master of others, although he was driving.

The black-faced man backhanded, and a basketball-sized wine jar appeared in his hand. Fan Fei wine head, holding the jar with both hands and leaning up to drink, drinking heartily and overflowing. Although it was a virtual picture, the fat man seemed to smell the rich aroma of wine, and the atmosphere infected him. I wish I had such a jar of wine around me at this moment. In this way, the two sides will drink each other, and the matter may be completed.

The black-faced man wipes his mouth, snap! smashed the wine jar, the body became incomparably taller, the wide black trench coat was windless and automatic, the demeanor was arbitrary, the pride was flying, and the rough voice suddenly echoed in the cockpit.

"Vertical and horizontal opening and closing are unparalleled, and the smile is flying. The horses are single-handedly annihilated, and the gods are mighty in all directions! ”