"Come again!" Fisher wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned over and stood up, picked up the mechanical arm in his left hand and smashed it at Angela.

Angela flashed to the right, and Fisher violently unfolded the photon shield, and the "Black Dragon King"'s anti-frequency photon shield could not only resist the fire of live weapons, but also effectively neutralize the damage of lightweight beam weapons. The anti-frequency photon shield looks like two layers of circular shields that rotate slowly in opposite directions, and no longer looks like the vector photon shield of the "white lion", but looks like the current police explosion-proof shield.

I am not very happy about Fisher, after all, although the small round shield has a retro beauty, but after all, it protects not from calves and feet. He didn't want to be the one who would shout "Shoot him in the foot!" when he looks at the enemy! The man.

As soon as he unfurled the photon shield, he smashed it at Angela, and at the same time pulled out the concussive dagger on the mechanical arm with his right hand and sliced it into her leg.

Angela hurriedly retreated, let go of the dagger at her feet, leaned forward, and reached out to block Fisher's small round shield. The strength of the "Black Dragon King" was far greater than that of the "White Lion", smashing Angela to a stumbling side, and the upper half leaned back, revealing a wave on his chest and a slender neck.

As soon as Fisher put away the photon shield, his left hand had fallen behind Angela, and he used his left foot in front of him as a support, turned back, and at the same time ejected the concussive blade that was long in his left arm to cut Angela's waist, and at the same time, his right hand flipped the dagger to cut Angela's long legs.

"Interesting, isn't it!" Angela squeezed, but only since Fisher handed her the ring the day before yesterday, she has been in a good mood, although Fisher played all kinds of tricks at night, but the next day it was not Fisher who couldn't walk with his waist?

Fisher grinned and froze halfway through his body, his mechanical arm grabbed by Angela, the dagger in his left hand still an arm's length away.

"Hey, you're not ...... funny" Angela grabbed Fisher's mechanical arm with both hands and slammed it up, directly lifting Fisher, flying over her head and smashing it to the ground.

Fisher, who was dizzy, had Venus in his eyes and lay on the ground and could not find North. "I don't even know how you got this strange power......

Angela leaned down and pulled him up with a smile, "Because I love you!" ”

Since the day before yesterday, this phrase has become Angela's mantra.

You're holding on too tightly. "Because I love you!"

"You tap." "Because I love you!"

"Be quiet." "Because I love you!"

"Why are you so beautiful?" "Because I love you!"

Yes, yes, I love you too.

Fisher retracted the weapon and pressed his whole body weight on Angela, but Angela didn't care.

Regarding Angela's strange powers, she herself doesn't know how it came about, from the perspective of emotional sharing, Angela's memories when she was a child are not complete, but that may also be related to her immature brain development at that time. When children grow up, many of them don't remember what happened to them at that time, do they?

Master Craftsman Moore sat on a sliding chair on the edge of the field, hanging his legs, leisurely eating popcorn, shaking his head, "It might be more practical to separate the concussion sword at the elbow, but I didn't expect the photon shield itself to be used as a melee weapon." Behind him were staff members operating various instruments, one of whom stood behind him with a small notebook.

"It should be more flexible, but as long as Angela pushes hard, as long as the robotic arm is caught, there is nothing I can do." Fisher took a towel, put it on his head, and lay down on the chair next to him.

Angela sat beside him with two bottles of water and handed him one.

"If she catches you, you can break free if you open the photon shield." Moore took a drink and took a sip.

Fisher rolled her eyes in annoyance, "Didn't that cut off her hand?" He took Angela's little hand, "These hands can do a lot, and they are very useful."

Angela punches him lightly, and the water in Fisher's hand flies out.

Moore snorted, "Lao Tzu, this is to open your mind." You must know that there are many kinds of specifically strengthened mechanical prosthetics, and the 'Black Dragon King' is relatively mediocre and practical, do you really think that there is no grip strength equivalent to industrial peeling forceps or a prosthetic that can emit lasers? The prosthetic leg was once made to be a prosthetic that could fire gas bombs from the soles of the feet. ”

...... with the soles of the feet

Fisher's cheeks twitched, this must have been done on behalf of him, right? I don't know how much enmity there is with my employer.

"You have too little experience in fighting the 'Prosthetic Man'. Nowadays, more and more prosthetics mean that there is an endless stream of black technology. You don't know if the opponent's mechanical arm, when you open it with your wrist, it's an anti-wolf spray or a star-destroying cannon. ”

"Hah! Can you also install a Star Destroyer cannon?! Fisher was shocked.

"Why don't you have any brains, is there still someone who puts anti-wolf spray in the mechanical arm?" Enraged, Moore threw a wrench at him, which was bounced off by Fisher with a photon shield. Immediately, a staff member ran over to pick it up.

Moore took a piece of information handed over by his subordinates, and he glanced at it, "It seems that the balance of power needs to be adjusted, as well as the range of motion of the joints." ”

"Yes, yes, I wanted to say that!"

Moore threw a wrench again, "You know a fart!" Fisher was bounced off again, and the hard-working staff rushed over to pick it up again.

Did you throw the one you just thrown?

In the middle of a few people's arguments, Harrison, who had finished the call, walked in, and he interrupted several people: "I want to eat bison." ”

"Find it yourself!" X3, Angela couldn't help but shout.

Harrison scratched his bald head and folded his hands helplessly, "That's a protected animal of the city-state, and I don't want to go to court." ”

"Then it's time for me to go!" X2, this time only Fisher and Angela, Fisher turned around and found that Moore also had a look of fascination on his face.

……

"You can just experiment with the effects of high-explosive bombs, and a bison with rough skin and thick flesh is a good choice." Moore wiped the corners of his mouth and egged on Fisher, "You won't try it on Angela anyway." ”

"Of course it's impossible to try it on her? That's Lao Tzu's heart, if you want to try, try something else! Fisher was furious, and Angela, who had heard the last sentence, was beaten to the ground with a blank face.

"Then forget it." Harrison pursed his lips, and Fisher seemed to hear a "╮(╯_╰)╭" feeling in his tone.

Moore waved his hand, "You two go to rest first, little Fisher will come to me later, and I have to sort out the data first." The staff behind him began to pack up their instruments, and Fisher and Angela looked at each other and walked out of the training room.

The staff members who picked up the instruments nodded at Harrison and Moore, and walked out together, and for a moment, the huge training room became empty, and only two people remained.

Harrison walked over to Moore and sat down, lit a cigarette, "How's the preparation?" ”

Moore frowned, "It still needs to be debugged, after all, it involves something that is not on one level." I don't know how the pioneers did it, but I'm sure they were even more gifted than me. ”

Harrison didn't speak, just reached out and pointed upward.

Moore nodded, "It's entirely possible." ”

Harrison patted him on the shoulder and said lightly, "Hurry up, even if little Fisher can buy us a lot of time, the world is getting weaker and weaker every day." With that, he turned and walked away, leaving the pensive Mohr behind.

"Hey...... What is this called, but let Lao Tzu stand up. Moore shook his head and muttered to himself, jumped off the chair, and followed him out of the training room.