"Span!"

The supermarket at the service station, T-X, the two shelves, blocked the only gap in the place where they could be freely accessed.

Zhao Qian sat on the cashier with a newspaper on it, looking at the empty supermarket. He had taken the newspaper from the dusty shelf, and he unfolded it, pressing the dusty side against the table.

The things in this place, even if they are expired, have already been taken away. People who are carried away by hunger are never good men and women, and sometimes they are beasts themselves.

The small door at the back of the supermarket, which has long been removed, makes this clear.

"Don't you say something?"

Zhao Qian picked up the little girl who had a little cold, and he gave her some medicine in the ticket, but it looked more like a side effect of strong radiation. He didn't trust this uninvited guest, even if she saved herself, anyone who was cheated by so many plot characters would become somewhat suspicious.

"You're suggesting we're coming out."

The voice was very low, but Zhao Qian believed that the female robot in front of him would be able to hear clearly.

Without speaking, T-X shook her curly figure and walked towards the supermarket, her feet stepping on elegant and beautiful catwalks, but there was no sound, leaving only a shaking hip for the person behind her. Even the little girl, who was a little embarrassed, couldn't help but take a few more peeks, she was at the age of learning, and she was curious about anything that appealed to human instincts.

Silent, Zhao Qian looked at the woman and walked into a small warehouse that had already been emptied, and he took the little girl and followed.

There were no other items, and the little dimly lit storeroom, a few plastic bands scattered on the floor seemed to tell something. This place was once perhaps one of the places where humans in the neighborhood used to gather supplies.

T-X stood there expressionless, unconcerned about the dust and inactive cobwebs.

She stared coldly at a fist-sized black hole at her feet. A high-heeled boot that was popular in the '80s was bordered by a few pieces of cement crumbs that her hands had brought up. Let people who don't know the truth even wonder if this floor building is a tofu slag project.

"What is this?"

Zhao Qian looked at the hole where there was no light below, and his fist smashed down again between his questions.

"Boom! Click! ”

The middle finger-thick cement and the floor shattered again, making a tooth-aching sound.

The opening of the cave is enlarged.

The rusty steel frames in the floor are clearly visible.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Collapse! ”

A piece of cement was about to collapse and slammed into the floor below, and it smelled of rancid uninhabited for a long time.

T-X stood silently at the edge of the hole, not making any further moves.

Zhao Qian looked at it, took out the cigarette shell paper in the cigarette he bought in the downstairs community from the ticket, and lit it with a lighter for one dollar in his hand.

After burning a little hot, he half-squatted and threw it down.

Scraps of paper were light, fluttering like butterflies in the dark basement, and the faint light of the fire lit up all around.

In mid-air, extinguished. Lack of air.

Frowning, Zhao Qian looked at the pitch black, and he seemed to vaguely see a metal machine tool just now.

The robot on the side is obviously able to analyze it.

Without speaking, he got up.

In the supermarket behind him, there was the sound of a metal shelf falling to the ground.

Turning around, Zhao Qian walked a few steps, and along the gap in the shelves, he saw clearly what it was, a spider with a body the size of half an anti-theft door. The pile of metal shelves that T-X used to block the doorway looked like they had been knocked down. The shelving looks more like it's for that kind of thing.

The spider crawled this way.

The movement is indescribably swift. Agile and bulky.

As if noticing his footsteps, the compound eyes on the thing's forehead looked this way. High perception is indeed one of the talents of insects in a sense, especially when compared to humans.

"Lee!"

There was a cry of a little girl Liao Sha in the warehouse, and there were no words that had been said but had stopped abruptly. She was covered in the mouth.

A slight misfortune flashed in my heart, and I thought about the abnormalities of the robot just now, and suddenly understood.

Turning around and running is almost a knee-jerk action.

There was a muffled sound of heavy objects falling from the black hole in the small storeroom.

Running, Zhao Xiang walked forward, a few steps away.

The hole that had been smashed by the T-X Terminator was now blocked by a dark steel plate.

day, was played.

scolded secretly, now anyone can react, it seems that he has been calculated again, this time it is simply a robot.

The other party probably knew that there was such a big thing a long time ago, and then used it to get rid of himself. As for why he didn't do it last night, it is estimated that this guy has been looking for an opportunity, a time when his defense line is the weakest. It just so happens that this place is estimated to be in her profile.

Damn, I'm a sperm, robots can do human psychology.

"Boom!"

He kicked on the steel iron plate that blocked the entrance to the hole, leaving a concave shape. The steel plate did not fall down as I had hoped.

Blunder.

This thing definitely didn't belong to them, but it achieved what T-X wanted to achieve, dragging Zhao Qian. And at no cost. She is very clever to calculate the psychology of both sides.

This is not the main thing, the most important thing is that the wind behind it is coming, and the attack of the sound of breaking the air.

The arthropod's two forelimbs stabbed like two spears, and the sharp, pitch-black cobnail glistened coldly in the less well-lit room.

Zhao Qian turned around and drew his sword, he behaved very calmly, and he was pulled out by him.

His eyes became sharp at this moment, and he looked at it, but the other party did not enter the room, only two long feet to deal with the prey in front of him that he had long since known how much he had hunted.

The two spears were close, Zhao Qian's eyes widened, the bloodshot spread, and the dynamic vision lv1 was turned on.

It was as if he saw every spider hair as thin as a moxibustion needle.

The recognition flicked over, and the sword began to move.

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