"Dismissed!"

"As the seventh-generation guardian biochemical bionic human, the priority of the escort mission is the highest, and when the mission objective conflicts with the three laws and does not violate the zero rule, the mission goal will be met first!"

Hamilton said mechanically, directly turned off the alarm of the light brain, kept walking, passed by the man in black, and stepped onto the bus.

At this moment, the man in black suddenly exerted his strength and rushed towards the crowd of onlookers!

Like a beast of prey, it scurried into the docile flock without hindrance!

Where did the onlookers come from and dodge, and the few people standing in front were immediately thrown to the ground by the man in black, only to see the man in black with a big mouth, regardless of how the passers-by struggled under him, he directly bit the other party's face with one bite and tore it fiercely.

Blood and scraps of flesh scattered in all directions, and the onlookers seemed to finally realize the seriousness of the matter, and began to scream and cry and flee in all directions.

There are also many psychologically fragile women and elderly people, who are so frightened that they roll their eyes and pass out directly when they see the scene in front of them, which is comparable to that in a horror movie.

If these passers-by are standing next to relatives and friends, it is fine, more or less will support each other, if they go out alone, they can only lie on the ground unconsciously.

In this chaotic scene, the only result of fainting on the ground is to be trampled to death by the panicked crowd!

Everyone is only concerned about running for their lives, and they don't even think about what they are stepping on, and in their minds, there is only one thought now.

If you run slowly, you will be torn alive by the man in black!

In the midst of this panic, there was one person who was very calm, in stark contrast to the surrounding environment.

He was Hamilton.

At this time, the biochemical android was deaf to the cries around him, and directly ignored the black-clothed man behind him who was as crazy as a beast, and stepped into the bus car calmly.

Compared with the panic and crowding on the street, the small bus was silent, the windows of the carriage, the ground was full of fresh blood, the bus driver had lost consciousness, and the blood splash had calmed down, but it was still like a small fountain, with blood spraying out.

Not far away, the black-rimmed man in glasses collapsed in a blood-soaked chair, blood soaking his body.

Compared to the bus driver, the wound on the black-rimmed man's neck was no longer bleeding, and the skin on it had been torn off in one piece, revealing the tendons and broken arteries inside.

Hamilton only glanced at it, then turned his gaze away from the bloodied man and turned to his side.

There, a girl with a bloody face was unconscious in a chair, and if it weren't for the slight heaving of her chest, the average person would have thought she was dead.

This girl is the girlfriend of the man with black-rimmed glasses, who was scared to faint.

"The mission target's life activities are stable, meet the requirements of the mission, and immediately carry out the escort mission!"

With words in his mouth mechanically, Hamilton stepped forward quickly, directly pulled away the black-framed man who was slumped in the chair at will, and stretched out his hands to slowly pick up the unconscious girl.

It was already lost

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The black-framed glasses man, who was conscious of his uncertain life and death, was pulled by Hamilton so casually, and his whole body was like a puddle of boneless mud, and he fell heavily on the floor of the carriage, and the black-framed glasses on his face slipped from the bridge of his nose to his mouth, leaving only one of the glasses leg still stubbornly hanging on his ears.

But that didn't catch Hamilton's attention, and for him now, as long as he could keep the mission objective safe, nothing else mattered.

In the posture of a princess, Hamil suddenly held the girl in his arms steadily, his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, his feet were steady, and he slowly stepped off the bus in a pool of blood formed by a large amount of blood.

When he got out of the car, the crowd around him had long since dispersed, and only a few passers-by who had fainted in fright were left on the road, as well as the man in black who was lying on the ground and constantly gnawing on the corpse.

Sirens sounded from the street in the distance, and Hamilton looked into the distance, turned around, and ran briskly down an uninhabited alley.

"The preparation is not sufficient, I should also prepare a vehicle like the man with zero Minkowski units."

Since there was no change in the surroundings for the time being, Hamilton reduced the calculation rate of the light brain in the body to 5 percent, which was only used to analyze the optimal travel route, and the rest of the judgment was left to the small part of the brain tissue of the natural person in the skull.

The advantage of this is that it can greatly reduce energy consumption, and Hamilton will behave more like a human rather than a machine.

muttered in a small voice, and the words were full of emotion, similar to the performance when they entered the bus before.

Hamilton had walked a long way, about two blocks from where the bus had happened, but the girl in his arms was still unconscious, her head tilted to the side, her petite body curled up in her arms, like a delicate but lifeless puppet.

After a simple analysis, after learning that the girl's vital signs were very stable, the android with the appearance of a black man accelerated his pace again, and walked towards a small residential complex called Akatsuki according to the guidance of the three generations of light brains.

Everywhere I passed, everything around me had long lost its former peace and peace, and the sound of screams, cries, the honking of police cars, the honking of ambulances, and the honking of fire trucks came intermittently from all directions, like an invisible hand, constantly dragging the world into the abyss of hell.

"Help me, please save me!"

Suddenly, Hamilton, who was moving forward, felt that the corners of his clothes were pulled by an external force, making it impossible for him to continue to walk briskly.

From behind him came a hoarse woman's cry for help.

Turning his head silently, a face covered in blood and tooth marks suddenly appeared in front of him, but the scene that would have caused people to scream did not cause any emotional changes in Hamilton.

He just glanced at the other party silently, dragged the girl's waist with his left hand, shifted his weight to his chest, stretched out his right arm, and slapped the other party's hands very roughly.

"Ahh

The woman with blood and tooth marks on her face felt the sharp pain coming from her hands, and she stumbled under her feet and was directly slapped to the ground, and several zombies chasing behind her also arrived as scheduled, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded the woman, biting and gnawing them.

This woman should have been desperate to run out of the zombie pile, and she saw it in desperation

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Hamilton with the girl in his arms.

thought that this calm man could help her get rid of the bite of those madmen, so it was like grasping a life-saving straw and sending out a cry for help.

But until the zombie bit her throat, she didn't understand why the black man didn't want to save her, when he still had a girl in his arms, and he seemed so helpful.

Looking at the zombies on the ground that were constantly biting women like hyenas, Hamilton's face still did not change a trace of expression, but turned around and continued to walk forward.

There are a lot of zombies eating women, and they are uniformly wearing blue and white striped hospital gowns, which look as if they have escaped from the hospital en masse.

One of the zombies seemed to be too thin and was squeezed out by a strong companion, and after several attempts failed to squeeze in again, he reluctantly retreated.

The emaciated zombie twitched its shriveled and stiff nose and searched the air for the breath of its prey, trying to spot a few more living humans to fill its never-ending belly.

Soon, the zombie who was squeezed out of the table by his companions found Hamilton not far away.

Biobionic humans naturally do not emit a scent that attracts zombies, just like zombies can never bite a piano.

What excites the zombies is the girl in Hamilton's arms.

"Whew!"

The emaciated zombie in the blue and white striped hospital gown howled excitedly, staggered up from the ground, stretched his arms forward, like a starving ghost who heard the bell of the meal, and staggered forward.

On the other hand, Hamilton in front of him continued to travel at his original speed as if he had nothing to do, as if he had not noticed the uninvited guests behind him at all.

"Whew!"

Zombies in hospital gowns are the lowest-level secondary infections and have no visual abilities, so they can only rely on their sense of smell and hearing to discern the direction of their prey.

And Hamilton's body naturally does not have the prey breath it wants, so in the consciousness of this emaciated zombie, the dark-skinned bionic human in front of him does not exist.

Since the other party does not exist, then it will not make corresponding evasive actions.

The emaciated zombie hit Hamilton's back headlong, and the two hands with jet-black nails naturally rested on each other's shoulders, as if they regarded the bionic human walking in front of them as a walking obstacle, and with both hands and feet, they wanted to crawl directly over each other, so as to bite the girl in their arms.

It's not that Hamilton didn't find the zombie behind him, but according to the calculation of the light brain, the probability of this zombie posing a threat to the mission target is very small, so in order to save energy, he didn't take precautions in advance.

During the execution of human tasks, as long as the guardian-type biochemical bionic human can safely protect the target from harm, it can even violate the three laws and sacrifice itself.

As the zombie climbed, the black nails cut the skin on Hamilton's back without accident, and the strange appearance from the neural sensing system made the black man frown, although he was not strictly human, but he still had all the functions that a human should have.

And that includes pain!

"It's a ...... trouble"

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