"What are you hesitating for?" The doctor turned his back to him, and manipulated the robotic arm to remove the joints of Tang's prosthetic limb, draining the turbid blood, "There are only a few minutes left."

"I'm wondering if this is fucking something that humans can do." The killer swears.He wanted to rub his face vigorously to calm himself down, but since he was wearing latex gloves, he had no choice but to give up, "You'll know after a quick look."

The doctor turned and glanced, not much surprise on his face."I expected this to be the case. It was done by CyberRose. If you want to transform a human into a bionic, you need to start the structure from the cell level. The cost may be higher than directly producing 10,000 bionics."

"I plan to restore Rosie." The killer subconsciously played with the scalpel again, "It seems that this matter is more difficult than I imagined. If he does not check every detail of the transformation and blindly performs the restoration operation, he is likely toDied from procedural confusion."

"The chief surgeon should be Chen Wei, the young chief of the R&D center. He is very talented in the research of bionic humans." The doctor said.

"Oh, your former colleague?" The killer smiled, "Are you implying that I kidnapped him?"

"...I'm afraid he was underage when I left, not just any employee is my colleague."

"But his talent is higher than yours."

"I've never been jealous of others." The doctor has already drained the turbid blood produced by Tang's prosthetic limb, introduced anti-rejection drugs, and assembled it skillfully. "You are the one who is jealous of his technology."

"That's right, after I tie him up, I'll kill him after I ask Luo Xi about the details of the operation." The killer said.He inserted the thin, sharp blade into the opened power core, carefully clearing out a two millimeter space, so as to minimize the amount of red blood oozing out.Rosie is like a complex work carefully crafted by Chen Wei. Facing this work, the killer dare not slack off at all.

After cleaning up the space, he sterilized the signal jammer with the same size of two millimeters, and then put it into the power core and fixed it.The doctor finished Tang's work and watched him install this small machine: "Do you think the signal jammer is useful?"

The killer didn't answer for a while.Sweat dripped from his face, sliding down his jawline, staring at his hands with extreme concentration.Although the operating room had been soundproofed and shockproofed, there was a muffled sound from the moment they started talking. It was obvious that the battle outside had spread to the corridor, and the doctor's puppet did not block the invasion of the "surgery".

Time was tight, and the structure of the power core was complex and error-prone. It was not until the signal jammer was completely fixed that the killer breathed a sigh of relief and started to close the power core.

"It may not be useful." He answered the doctor's question just now, "But this is the only thing I can do now. Although the effect is set to be very weak to avoid being monitored by the main program, at least it can subtly interfere with Rosie's brainwaves.Make it less stable."

"Then you can only hope that Rosie's consciousness is strong enough to break through the shackles when the program is unstable." The doctor's tone was full of irony, and he didn't believe the killer's imagination.

After all, what this pocket-sized signal jammer can do is too limited.

"He has always been tough." The killer smiled slightly, "Since the day I met him."

The operations on both sides were over. It stands to reason that they should open the automatic door immediately and notify the two people who are still guarding outside the door to evacuate quickly.The firepower of "Shu" is too fierce, Deng Huailing and Jing Ji alone have no chance of winning.

But instead of opening the door in a hurry, the killer leisurely put down the scalpel, sat down on a clean bed, and even whistled."How many minutes?" he asked the doctor.

"Three minutes." The doctor glanced at the wall, the entire wall was emitting white fluorescence, and various data during the operation were jumping in real time, occupying the central area is time, "After you shut your mouth, your movements willIt's getting faster."

The killer smiled and untied the rolled up red hair, and stroked it with his fingers, "Listen to the sound, the two people outside are not dead. This is not what I expected."

They were silent, watching the countdown on the wall slowly decrease, feeling a slight tremor in the operating room.Dust was slowly falling down, and the operating room with shockproof treatment had reached this level, so the battle outside must have been very intense.The killer is waiting for the sound to stop. There is a secret passage in the operating room to escape from the fifty floors. After confirming that Deng Huailing is dead, he can escape with Rosie.

To restore Luo Xi to his original state, he needs to go through many surgeries, and time is essential.If the bounty hunter was alive, he would be desperate to get Rosie back and thwart their plans.

"What if they beat the 'art' back?" asked the doctor, "and come back alive."

"Impossible." The killer said immediately.He pondered for a while, and then said, "Even if there is such a possibility...so I didn't leave, and waited to go out to make up two knives."

"The heart of a snake and a scorpion." The doctor commented lightly.

The killer laughed silently and didn't speak again.The countdown gradually decreased, but the tremor in the operating room did not stop, and it became more and more intense.The killer stopped whistling, and finally lost his patience and jumped off the medical bed, kicking the door. At this time, the number on the wall changed to 00:00:00.

The sensor system detected his arrival and slowly opened the automatic door.The moment the door was opened, the mute and damping function immediately failed, and the killer suddenly seemed to be thrown into the center of the wasteland, as if all the winds from all over the world were gathering in the corridor, and the howling wind lifted his long hair.

"What's the situation!" He frowned, and hastily crossed his arms in front of his face, protecting his face and throat.Countless fragments danced wildly in the wind vortex, several of which cut his forearm, dripping blood.

The injury is not too serious, because the center of the vortex is not with him, he is only affected.The doctor also rushed to the door. They looked towards the other end of the corridor and saw two vague figures.

The strong wind and raging fire gathered in the narrow space, with the momentum of burning everything.Holding the black ring in his hand, the man in the wind actively directed the flames to his side, forming a highly lethal tornado.The bullet fired from the muzzle of the rebels was engulfed when it touched the edge, the metal casing melted into scalding liquid droplets in the high temperature, and the gunpowder inside the bullet exploded.

This was the muffled sound they heard just now. The extremely dense explosion caused tremors in the operating room. Although the power of one bullet was limited, the addition of hundreds of bullets seemed terrifying.Deng Huailing, who is in the center of the wind and fire, is dancing on the tip of the knife. While manipulating the wind to resist the "skill" attack, he must guard against the aftermath of the explosion from hurting himself.On the other hand, it is necessary to accurately calculate the angle.

Thorn obeyed the order and turned on the ballistic prediction and calculation functions that all bionics have. Once a small and high-speed fragment strays into the center of the vortex, it will block it with its body.

Deng Huailing kept his promise, and used almost suicidal means to resist the rebel attack, so that the treatment would not be disturbed.The killer guessed the devastation of the spirit in this way—the depleted energy was exhausted, and in severe cases, it would lead to damage to the cerebral cortex and neurological disorders. Only a reckless lunatic would do this.

The killer stood there, eyes shining with fire, turned to look at Rosie who was sleeping in the operating room, and said in a low voice, "I seem to have miscalculated their relationship."

"Do you still want to kill him?" The doctor saw through his wavering.

"It's not safe to kill him in the past, the high temperature is too difficult. Besides, that man named Deng Huailing, he..." The killer read the hunter's name and smiled playfully, "It's really cruel and merciless to myself."

Without concealing his appreciation, he put his hands around his mouth and said loudly, "The hunter over there—the operation is over—you can run away!"

His answer was a violent shock.At the moment when the evacuation signal was received, Deng Huailing directed the strong wind to collide with the rebels, and bright flames surged with the wind, bursting out arcs of fire, and falling like rain.

He turned around in the blazing golden rain, and the killer was surprised to find that Deng Huailing's face and hands were covered with bloodstains, gasping for breath, and suddenly lost the domineering a few seconds ago."Dang Clang", Tang Dao hangs down weakly, the blade is reflecting the light dimly, covered with sticky red blood like paint.

Rosie had a long dream.

While thinking about the problem that androids can also dream, he trekked in the dream at a loss.

In a trance, he was under the high-hanging roof again, and the cold wind blew his long hair and rolled up the hem of the man on the roof.The dream fluctuated like a deep pool, and the bullets whizzed through his body, leaving only circles of ripples, which quickly closed together, as if he did not belong to this world.

"Regard the army in the city, all the military forces stationed on the border of the second district have been wiped out..." The familiar, understated voice sounded from the people squatting on the roof.His voice kept echoing in the wind of the whole world, and Rosie felt a splitting headache. Something was like a plant sprouting, and it was firmly rooted into his mind, but it was pushed out by an opposite powerful force.

No, you can't cross that taboo.

He shook his head, trying to calm himself down, but it didn't work.He staggered back two steps, stood still, and suddenly made up his mind to run forward.

"Within eight hours, we will take over all areas outside the bustling area..."

——As long as you climb up the building in front of you, you can see that person's face clearly, right?

"Within twenty-four hours, we will capture the city center..."

He had to see the man's face clearly, he had to figure out who this nightmare came from.

Rosie ran wildly in the flames of battle, leaping over corpses wearing white armbands, running over half-tilted flags, and no one stopped him from breaking into the building.His finger touched the button of the elevator, and he pressed it desperately, and the door to the top floor opened to him.

The elevator ascended slowly, he supported the door with both hands, lowered his head to adjust his breathing, running for a short distance was not strenuous for a combat android, but he felt his lungs were about to explode.

He held down the beating power core, as if there was a real heart there.The elevator reached its highest point, the door slid open, and Rosie hesitated, stepping onto the rough floor of the roof.

One step, two steps, he cautiously approached that person.

"Ordinary people, please don't panic, 'surgery' will not harm innocent residents." The other party's speech seemed to be coming to an end, and after calmly stating the last few sentences, he stood up and turned his head around the edge of the rooftop.Rosie caught her breath, subconsciously trying to hide——

But he just froze, stopped in place, and met the smiling eyes of the man.

Those eyes were the same as his, like looking in a mirror.It's just that the man is an indifferent king, while he is a gentle knight; the man's hidden madness is hidden, but he is as clear as washing;

He woke up suddenly from the dream and opened his eyes.When the water-red light entered the room, it was already morning.Rosie vaguely remembered that she and Deng Huailing had a very difficult night. He passed out due to neurotoxin, and she didn't know anything about what happened afterwards.

The lower abdomen was a little heavy, he propped himself up on the bed, raised half of his body and looked, it was Deng Huailing's head that was resting heavily on him.After the other party seemed to settle him down, he couldn't hold on and fell headlong.

Deng Huailing's right hand wearing the black ring fell next to his hand, covered with dust and bloodstains.Rosie hesitated, then took the hand lightly and carefully.

"Mr. Deng, what should I do..." He said helplessly, "I seem to be dreaming about myself."