"Otherwise, don't be tired and crooked, let's have some fierce material?" 'Lone' suddenly turned his head around and suggested.

"Let's have some surprises." Malcolm pinched his throat angrily and learned the robot's words, stunned for a long time, but rolled his eyes up and sighed, then closed his eyes and nodded, as if doing something that made him feel embarrassed.

"A minute." He said. "And don't kill." He added with a serious face.

At this moment, the blue glow on the robot's face was brighter, and although he didn't know what they were going to do, Jonny felt that Malcolm's response seemed to make 'Tuba' happy.

"It's not fun, but in the end, it's not all up to you." The robot uncharacteristically complimented Malcolm, its back turned away, but its head was looking down from top to bottom, watching Malcolm slowly put away his pistol, and a majestic music began to play in the belly of the 'tuba'.

"How many times have you said it, don't put this unlucky tune every time!" Malcolm looked up and yelled at it.

"I can't help it, boss, thanks to the unfortunate programs that are at work in my mind, you know, once a robot has a hobby, it's like a human being is addicted to drugs, and if you want to overcome it, then you must be daydreaming."

As soon as the 'tuba' finished saying this, under the gaze of Jonny and Roger, a circle of dents suddenly appeared on its smooth back, and then the acetyltitanium shell slowly opened upwards like a portal, revealing the space that emitted five-colored light points inside, which seemed to accommodate one person, and as the back gradually opened, the music played in its belly became more and more clear and noisy, as if it was entering the climax of a certain movement.

At this point, Malcolm climbed into the 'large' back with his hands and feet, and when he found a comfortable position to stand, the robot's back began to close and close.

"Oh my God, my God." Roger saw that his jaw was about to drop. "What is he doing here? This fat robot with sharp teeth can actually fit a person into it? What is it? Jonny, is it armor? Or is it a vehicle? He was so amused and excited that he hurriedly asked his friends questions.

"I don't know, Roger, I've never read anything like it in the pathway." Jonny replied to him, his eyes glued to the robot 'L' without blinking, and he was eager to see what the robot would do next after 'merging' with Malcolm.

There were several soft bangs, and in the distance of the flying car passage, the boatmen fired individual rockets again, they were obviously surprised that an electromagnetic interference bomb just now did not disable the robot, and under the order of Akatori, the soldiers simply launched all the electromagnetic bombs they were carrying around them this time.

Three rockets flew towards the robot with a sound whistle, but before they were halfway through, they were intercepted and detonated by three extremely accurate crimson beams. The robot 'Tub''s round body didn't move at all, not even moving, but at this moment, on its shoulder, a honeycomb-shaped beam weapon was slowly sinking, and then the shield slid and the dents disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"I have to let these ass worms who don't know how to give up have no idea." Malcolm's voice came from the head of the 'tuba'.

"Use the Silence Missile, boss, I've brought a few of the two specifications this time, I think this distance is just right, just one can make the opposite side refreshing and refreshing......" The 'tuba' voice sounded very excited.

"Lao Tzu said not to kill, you are farting when I say it, right?" Malcolm's voice furious.

"I've got to try, who knows when you'll suddenly change your mind?" The 'tuba' voice began to get depressed. "Pretentious, hypocritical idiot......" Jonny and Roger heard it muttering in the belly.

"I can hear anything here!" Malcolm immediately reminded 'Tuba'.

"Alright, enough fun, it's time to chase away these sleepy bugs."

Before Malcolm's voice fell, one of the robot's arms had been raised, and Jonny and Roger were both curious at this time, and the two of them circled around to the side of the 'large' one by one, and watched in amazement as the robot's palm was rotating inward and disappearing, revealing a round emitter like a cannon barrel, and with a bang, its arm emitted an invisible shockwave.

The shockwave expanded rapidly after being discharged, instantly covering the entire space of the flying car's passage, and the boatmen in the distance were prostrate on the ground in fear, but the shockwave was only far away from them, so that they had no idea what the other party was doing.

"Wake up, wake up, resurrected soldiers, I release you from the flames of hell......" 'Tuba' chanted rhythmically in its belly, Jonny looked at Roger puzzled, expecting more answers, and the blonde youth pouted and shrugged his shoulders, neither of them knowing what the hell the hell was going on with the combined guy.

There was a slight groan, followed by more, and in front of the two, the boatmen warriors who had fallen to the ground were slowly rising to their feet.

"Zombies!" Roger couldn't help but scream when he saw this, as a movie lover, he didn't let go of every horror movie, but he was only afraid of this kind of fictional film that interpreted the unique style of the previous generation.

With the strange laughter of the 'tuba', it naturally creeped Jonny at first, and these boatmen who had obviously been killed by Malcolm with an energy pistol crawled up one by one like walking corpses. But when they regained their senses and raised their guns as if they were facing a great enemy, Jonny quickly realized that Malcolm was not 'killing' anyone, but only making them faint, and that the shockwave that 'Tuba' had just unleashed was probably a device with a specific wavelength that stimulated them to wake up quickly.

"I have the sobering medicine, so I should get some back to the elixir." Malcolm's voice said at this point.

The robot's arm changed again, protruding from the inside of the wheel-like barrel, which began to spin rapidly before it could be fully extended, and then spat out a terrifying tongue of fire, and the dense bullets struck the metal floor and ejected a series of sparks.

Seeing the rapid rain of bullets coming from their front, the newly awakened boatmen were all shocked, and they all retreated in unison, but the bullets chased after them, until they ran desperately and retreated to the vicinity of the rear team, and the rat-like attack finally ended.