Volume 1 The Earth Gold Strike Chapter 1 Fighting evil is everyone's responsibility

"Lord God, repair everyone's damage, and the points will be deducted from me."

In the main god space, the light flashed, and Yongqiang, who was covered in blood, fell to the ground, and the dirty blood stained the mirror-like floor, he didn't care, he hugged the paralyzed old man in his arms, raised his head and shouted loudly.

However, the pillar of light that healed the damage did not fall.

A robot with a white ball of light head walked over on crutches.

His robotic body is bright and smooth, as if it has just been wired, waxed, or coated with zinc, which is no less bright than the floor.

Yongqiang looked at it and was silent: "At least, you should save my companions." ”

The light ball robot first looked at the soiled floor in distress, and then carefully looked at the old man in Yongqiang's arms, and was no longer silent.

Like a manic psychopath, it raised the steel cane in its hand and hit Yongqiang's head hard, again and again.

"Repair your damage, repair your injury, you have a wool point. The big-tailed wolf that pretends to be your grandfather. Who are you holding? Do we have this person here? ”

The robot beats and scolds.

Blood flowed from the cracks in Yongqiang's hair, slid across his particularly prominent and broad forehead, and dripped through a pair of large, resolute and persistent black eyes, dripping on the already dirty floor, like a blooming rose.

But his head was not lowered.

He never succumbed to violence, even for a brief moment.

At this moment, a mechanical arm fell in the air and snatched the old man in his arms with force. Countless models of firearms appeared out of thin air, forming a circle around the old man, and then blasting into pieces.

"He has changed his ways, why don't you let him go?" Yongqiang asked.

"You've broken his neck, and if he doesn't change his ways, he's just like you and you're a fool and retarded." The photosphere robot said without giving face.

"Sure enough, heroes are born lonely, and I still have to fight alone." Yongqiang no longer bothered about the old man's life and death, walked to the corner and squatted, hugged his legs and said sadly.

When the light ball robot heard it, he limped to the wall and picked up the microphone: "Hey, it's me, you're right, that man is back again, he's not dead." "Saw Horror" didn't kill him, what else do you suggest? Human Removal Program? This is good, according to his stupid nature, nine times out of ten he will be killed. ”

The light ball robot put down the phone, his head flashed, and a beam of light fell, repairing the injury on Yongqiang's body.

Yongqiang knows that whenever this happens, someone or a place is in danger and needs to be rescued.

He's tired, but as a superhero, he's always ready to take on evil conspirators, gang bosses, drug dealers, and even terrorists.

In order to fight against evil, he will not hesitate to break his bones.

Not to mention a little physical exhaustion.

"There was a world where because of the population explosion and the government came up with a policy that allowed all crimes, including murder, to be legal and emergency fire, ambulance and fire services to be shut down from 7 p.m. to 7 a.m. the next day. Therefore, during these twelve hours, all human activities can only rely on themselves. ”

The light ball robot walked up to Yongqiang and said in a deep voice.

It has been with Yongqiang for a long time and knows how to provoke Yongqiang's fighting spirit.

"It's encouraging violence." Yongqiang stood up.

"Yes, there are a lot of innocent people who will suffer this night, do you want to save them?" The robot asked deliberately.

"I'm going to stop evil from happening. The people there need me. Yongqiang really went to the road and said righteously.

"Then let's go." The light ball robot received Yongqiang's response, his head flashed again, and Yongqiang disappeared from the room.

"It's better not to come back."

The light ball robot hummed a little song, found a bucket and a rag, scrubbed the floor, polished the iron cane, glanced at the clean and bright room with satisfaction, walked to the wall and began to make porridge on the phone.

"Hey, Xiaoli? It's nothing, I just want to chat with you, by the way, a few days ago I ordered a cold and crazy bully, a fierce little fresh reincarnation, is it in stock? No, no, I don't want it now, maybe it'll be in a few days, you can help keep it for me......"