"Hey, Nineteen, what are you doing!" A slightly deep voice buzzed in Bian Cheng's ears.

She blinked blankly and saw Fan Hua's incomparably magnified face. He doesn't seem to be resting well lately, and he has a pox on his nose!

The cobwebs in the sky had completely disappeared, the small puddle of powder and the corpses of a few robot bodyguards were gone, and the only evidence of existence was the group of swords lying on the ground like mud.

The man's method doesn't work, and he doesn't have amnesia!

This also makes sense, his method should be useful for the robot's memory, but his own thinking is human, so he can't control it.

Still, there are too many mysteries!

Who is this man? Why did he make a move?

Before leaving, what did he mean by that strange mark?

There are two types of robots in the Empire, one is directly under the control of the Empire, and the other is private by humans.

Robots that are privately owned by humans will be branded with their owners to prove their ownership. However, when the robot is discarded, this brand will also be removed.

And in the repair shop just now, Feng Wei also specifically mentioned whether his mark had expired, and urged Fan Hua to go through the procedures as soon as possible to avoid trouble.

But just half an hour later, the mysterious man said that he had a mark on his body!

Bian Cheng was puzzled, frowned and asked Fan Hua: "How long have you been here?" Did you see anything strange? ”

From the point of view of time, from the time he fainted to Fan Hua's appearance to wake him up, there was only a short 38 seconds in the middle, and Fan Hua might still be able to catch some tails!

The man nodded: "Yes!" ”

Bian Cheng was overjoyed, and was about to ask, but the man continued: "You just like a dead machine, I thought the repair shop was going to put it."

You've broken it, and you're thinking that you can make them double the compensation, and I can make a windfall! ”

Bian Cheng doesn't want to talk to this man anymore!

While the two were talking, the unconscious group sword also woke up, his eyes were dazed for a moment, and then he fixed on Bian Cheng's body.

He didn't seem to know why he had suddenly reached the ground, and he forgot that the bodyguards had been killed, and he said proudly and arrogantly, "Quick, take off your clothes first!" I will not lose any of the energy I promised you! ”

Fan Hua stared at Bian Cheng with a very strange look.

Bian Cheng really wants to slap the sword to death, take off it, take off your whole family!

But she only has to endure!

If you do it now, you will be caught by the law enforcement unit.

She took a deep breath and raised a brightest smile: "Mr. Zu, I think you should go for a physical examination first!" ”

"What?"

Bian Cheng smiled: "You just peed your pants on the street, and then fainted!" ”

The air froze!

Kumiken looked down and saw his wet pants with an inexplicable smell and two small even holes on them.

No wonder he just felt a little cold!

How did this damn hole come about, and why did I ......

He realized it later, let out a high-pitched cry, and ran away!

It's a shame to pee your pants in front of the girl you want to soak!

He needed to be still.

Looking at his back as his footsteps disappeared messily, the corners of Bian Cheng's mouth rose slightly!

It's still a little hairy head, and you want to fight with me!

Fan Hua followed and watched the figure disappear before he said, "The successor of the Zu Group,

Your luck is good, follow him, you can eat and drink spicy food in the future, and you don't have to worry about ......"

The smile on the corner of Bian Cheng's mouth was frozen, and he glanced at the man coldly: "I don't need to rely on anyone, especially men, and I won't sell my body!" ”

Fan Hua stared at her inexplicably for a long time before he pressed what he wanted to say back into his stomach.

On the rest of the road, both of them had their own concerns and were silent.

Fan Hua took Bian Cheng along Sunset Street, turned to Huaihai Road, bypassed Xiangsheli Street, and finally stopped at a small Huaihai Road No. 188.

These street names, which mix together famous roads all over the world, made Bian Cheng speechless.

"Where is this?" Bian Cheng looked at the small courtyard in front of him and asked.

This house covers an area of 50 square meters, there are 10 square meters in front of it to make a small yard, planted a wilting plant, with seven flowers of different colors in the moon, and the back 40 square meters is the living space, with a total of two floors.

Compared to Ah Jin's birdcage-like house, it is definitely a heaven-like existence.

"My family!" The man raised his chin, and there was a bit of pride in his tone that couldn't be concealed: "This is my family's ancestral business!" ”

Bian Cheng was vigilant: "What are you bringing me here for?" ”

"You can't live in Ah Jin's house all the time, there is no extra place in his house at all, I am reluctant to make it difficult, take you in first, and the rent can be owed first!" The man had an expression of not being too grateful to me.

However, in response to him, it was Bian Cheng's sentence "I don't want to live with you!" ”

After all, this man once proposed to sleep with him, and he didn't want to stay under the same roof with him!

"Whatever you want, if you live on the streets, after 24 hours, you will be dealt with uniformly!" Fan Hua shrugged, looking indifferent.

After his reminder, Bian Cheng suddenly remembered that no matter which street he walked through just now, he didn't see any "homeless people", and the whole city was terrible and tidy.

With her own strength, it is obviously a dream to compete with the security system of the entire empire!

Rather than dealing with the ubiquitous law enforcement units, it is obviously easier to deal with vanization. Bian Cheng gritted his teeth and followed the man into the courtyard.

The corners of Fan Hua's mouth raised a smile: "This is good!" ”

It's like training a little girlfriend.

Bian Cheng's face was cold, and he had beaten him thousands of times in his heart.

The moment she entered the door, she felt a strange energy fluctuation, and outside the courtyard, there was also an induced magnetic field.

It was Fan Hua who turned on this magnetic field just now, and Bian Cheng could see the one inside, otherwise, what appeared in front of people's eyes here was just a cold wall.

The 40-square-meter house also belonged to the pigeon cage 200 years ago, but after Bian Cheng entered the door, he didn't feel too crowded.

Perhaps it's because of the light and design, or maybe Ah Jin's residence is too oppressive, but Fanhua's house has a small and open feel.

The man pointed to the flaxen-colored wooden sofa: "You sleep here, the range of activities is limited to the first floor!" ”

He sat down on the stool across from the sofa, took out a fingernail-sized object from his trouser pocket and threw it on the plain black coffee table: "This is for you, implant it in your body!" ”

Implanted in the body?

Listening to this term, Bian Cheng felt a little hairy.

"What is this?" Bian Cheng stared at the man vigilantly, and quietly took a few steps away from the chip.