In the First Military Hospital in the center of Fengcheng City, next to a bed, several doctors closed the door and retreated after checking the situation, and the robot brother pushed open the door and walked in and sat on the chair next to him, watching the ragdoll rabbit squatting on the ground with relish in front of him, watching the beautiful women dancing on TV.

"When you wake up, open your eyes! Tell me what's going on now? ”

Yang Zhe reluctantly got up and leaned on the head of the bed, seeing that the robot brother was not looking at him, knowing that he was waiting for an explanation.

"The smugglers did it, they pretended to be the 171 Mobile Unit to intercept us, conducted a surprise inspection on us, and shot us to the ground."

"It was too late for us to react, I escaped and was shot head-on, and it was these weird feet that saved my life."

The robot brother moved his gaze from the ragdoll rabbit to Yang Zhe and said.

"Miss MiG and Reis are dead, and you are not lying about the images read from their eyes."

Yang Zhe's heart tightened when he heard that the two of them had died, and he guessed that something had happened to them, but hearing the news of their deaths with his own eyes was another matter.

The robot brother frustratedly lit one and smoked it, spit out a puff of smoke and said.

"Miss MiG's father is a general, and you should know that if we can't catch the murderer, you will have to die."

Yang Zhe was a little skeptical that he had misheard, and what kind of logic was it to resist his fate.

"It's true, it started because of you, and it must end because of you."

Seeing the younger brother's stunned expression, the robot brother snuffed out the cigarette butt with his hand and continued.

Yang Zhe was speechless and angry, he almost died, and now he has to take the blame for his own life, even if he causes the death of the two of them, he has a very big responsibility, but why is he so unwilling and a little angry in his heart.

"Why, just because I secretly eliminated a smuggler-headed illegal mercenary to provoke their revenge."

Yang Zhe clenched his fists and shouted, saying that he was unfair, and the ragdoll rabbit was also affected by the sound and turned his head.

"In Fengcheng, the head of the snake is already the king here, his power is deep-rooted, and his influence implicates the large and small official camps above, so MiG's father can't take action in person, he needs a flag to replace him, this chess piece is you, you must be sharp enough."

The robot brother pulled out an alloy knife and cut a steel pipe next to the bed, warning Yang Zhe about the dangerous situation he was facing now.

Yang Zhe looked at the falling steel pipe, and had fully understood what the robot brother said, and now he was caught between the two camps, and he had become a sharp knife for others to eliminate the opponent.

If the knife is blunt or not smooth, then his own life is a victim of this incident, and the robot brother can't save himself.

"Hehe, why am I still unhappy, this feeling of being controlled by someone else."

Yang Zhe said unwillingly while sitting on the bed, looking at the robot brother, hoping that he could help him, or a little hint to get himself out of the predicament, or a little motivation to persevere.

"Because you haven't climbed high enough, today the five special students have all died in name only, and you will take their place to get their resources and rights."

Yang Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then he thought that 3 of the 5 special recruits were killed by the emerald green senior humanoid zerg in the assessment of the Aos Mountains, and now Lacey and Miss MiG also died here, and he didn't know why he suddenly became excited.

The robot saw that the little brother felt guilty because of the good idea of the team's death, and was overjoyed because he had the opportunity to ascend, and said that he hoped to enlighten him.

"You'd better not feel guilty, the higher you stand, the colder your heart needs to be, otherwise you will be pulled down by others and become his stepping stone."

"However, I still feel uncomfortable, obviously I didn't kill him, but I sit in his place and enjoy everything he has."

Yang Zhe replied that he was lying on the bed with an uneasy conscience, covering his face with a quilt and not daring to see people, he felt that he was becoming the kind of person he hated at the beginning, and he would do whatever it took to achieve his goals.

"You don't have time to be sad and sad in bed, there is not much time left for you, the above deadline is 3 days You must bring down the head of the snake, even if it is to break one of his fingers, you have the right to live."

The robot got up from the chair, walked to the edge of the bed, lifted the quilt and said without refusal.

Yang Zhe knew that the robot brother was worried about himself, so he got off the bed and started dressing, and accidentally saw the 4 big characters on the white medicine bottle on the bedside table, and read it inadvertently.

"Antibiotic II.?"

"The last time I failed to catch the infected body, I personally caught another one and handed it in, this is the latest antibiotic that can temporarily suppress the virus in your body, and the number is scarce."

The robot brother pushed open the door and explained, they now have a lot of things at hand to death, the ruins appear a pillar of light, the advanced humanoid Zerg, the alien Zerg virus, and the black snake virus found now, the brain is about to explode.

"I have a way, now it's not me begging him, it's him begging me."

Yang Zhe confidently grabbed the medicine on the table and put it in his jacket pocket, and touched the head of the puppet rabbit when he left.

"You are waiting for me here, you can rest assured that what I promised you will be done."

The two long ears of the ragdoll rabbit flapped indiscriminately, broke free of Yang Zhe's dishonest hands, nodded slightly to indicate that he knew, and then watched the TV intently.

After walking out of the door, Yang Zhe closed the door, and was a little surprised to see the two robot guards standing outside the door, knowing that this was a private ward, and his worries about the safety here were alleviated a lot.

"Don't worry, the robot guards were specially transferred from the Military Academy, and your worries can be dispelled, but your danger has not decreased."

"Thanks, I know how."

Yang Zhe saluted the two guards at the door, and then left with the robot brother.

On the bustling streets of Fengcheng, two figures appeared in a roadside stall, ready to eat cheap boiled pho.

"You two really have a vision, the sour and hot pho I make is the only one in Fengcheng."

A 70-year-old man was cutting his own sauerkraut with his hands and feet, and was talking excitedly.

"Uncle, if there is anything interesting to talk about these days, let's hear about it."

Yang Zhe deliberately took out a 100 yuan note and resisted it.

The old man's eyes were straight, so he quickly took it and put it in his pocket, and said with a smile and two bowls of boiled rice noodles full of sauerkraut.

"I heard that the second head of the snake head fell ill early this morning, and he went to a lot of doctors who were helpless, and now he can only enter and exit any place."

"How do you know?"

The robot brother took chopsticks and took a bite of pho and said.

"Of course, we small people know all about these gossip, and there is nothing I don't know about the native Fengcheng locals."

The old man patted his chest and swore an oath, and then went back to continue his business.

Yang Zhe sat on the chair and ate hot and sour pho with relish, and did not say anything, he already knew what he wanted, and now it was time to wait patiently for others to come.

The eldest brother of the robot knew that the younger brother had a lot of ghost ideas, and he didn't deliberately kill time here, so he also waited patiently and ate pho to stunned Yang Zhe.

"Aren't you a robot?"

Yang Zhe saw the robot eating violently, and was a little suspicious of what his stomach contained.

"Some people are stupid if they don't eat it!"

The robot brother wiped the oil foam on his mouth with his hand, gave Yang Zhe a roll of the eyes and continued to eat, Yang Zhe had nothing to say, what simple and wise words.

Soon after, more than a dozen luxury convoys appeared, and a familiar figure wearing a helmet sat in a black antique classic car, rolled down the window and waved to Yang Zhe.

Yang Zhe saw it and ignored it, now it was others begging him instead of him begging others, and continued to bury his head in eating hot and sour pho, and after a while, a stranger got out of the car and walked respectfully to the table.

"Two adults, please move into the car, our master has something to discuss."

"Tell him not to be so inkblot if he wants to live, or time won't wait for him."

Yang Zhe put down his chopsticks and saluted in return, watched him quickly run back to the car, and was bending over outside the car to recount what he had just said.

The people in the car finally got down, dressed in suits and leather shoes, and weakly helped down to the table and sat down under the help of his men on both sides.

"What do you want to eat, sir?"

The old man saw a big man coming to his noodle stall, and he hurried over to serve in fear.

"Fuck off, who's going to eat this garbage stuff."

The second boss fat brother slammed his hand on the table and shouted, spilling the soup in the bowl of Yang Zhe and the robot brother, and the old man saw a group of subordinates next to him lighting up their guns, and he knelt on the ground in a hurry and trembled and didn't dare to speak, for fear of his life if he said the wrong thing again.

"You're going to become a dead person, you're still putting up a fight, risking your risk to approach us in this situation, so don't do this if you're afraid of death."

Yang Zhe fought back without showing weakness, helped the old man up, and asked him to retreat elsewhere to prevent him from getting involved, the old man kowtowed his head gratefully, and quickly dragged away the small cart that made a living, and pulled the cart away from this place of right and wrong.

The fat brother of the second boss was aggrieved, and stuck the alloy knife on the table to demonstrate.

"If I die, I guarantee that you won't be able to get out of Fengcheng alive at all, I don't believe you can try."

When Yang Zhe was still questioning his ability, a person got out of another black antique car, wearing a black leather trench coat and walked majestically, with a small snake tattooed on his forehead, as if he was alive.

"The head of the snake is coming, he's B-class."

The robot brother whispered, wiping his mouth with his fingernails to remind him.