The black rings were originally a pair, and Deng Huailing put one of them on his hand, willing to be reduced in strength.Rosie can't wait to knock open that bounty hunter's head to see what's inside—he is so powerful that he doesn't need the protection of the black ring at all, and the body of a bionic human is easy to repair, but Deng Huailing is a flesh and blood human being.will die.

The sound of a new round of machine guns exploded again, and Luoxi's lost expression was seen by the killer, who teased: "So worried about him? You just said that he likes Rosie. Go save him now, it is very likelyBeing treated as that bionic person? He won't appreciate you, he will only show more love to Rosie..."

"I'm going to dismantle that tank." Rosie said suddenly, concentrating on it, as if she didn't hear the killer's teasing. "It's just a test of the government's military level."

"Have you been frozen for ten years?" The killer said incredulously, "You don't want to kill Deng Huailing, and you don't want to talk to him, and finally you have a wonderful opportunity to save him! Rosie, youIt really opened my eyes.”

"I don't care what you think, or whether he appreciates me, I just know how to make myself not regret it." Rosie said indifferently.

"You..." The killer still wanted to dissuade, but Rosie said first: "Don't talk too much, Ettore. You think I didn't notice that the package you threw to Kana Tsukino contained cocaine? What you did to that girl,I will settle the matter with you slowly, if I don’t want to die too badly by then—"

He folded his thumb and index finger together, put them on his lips and made a movement of zipping, "Shut up."

Sure enough, the killer stopped talking, shrugged his shoulders, and made a gesture of asking for permission, which was obviously hit the nail on the head.Rosie looked down at the battle situation on the street again, then pressed her backhand against the railing, pushed lightly, her long hair was suddenly blown up by the wind, and she fell down.

With him as the center, thick and dense snowflakes flowed frantically and gathered under his body, like velvet feather cushions.In the white snow, Rosie plummeted straight down, forming cocoon-shaped eddies when he landed on the ground. He stood up from the cocoon, just in time to see the spider-shaped tank on the street slowly turning its eyes.Red eyes sized him up.

From this angle, it is almost terrifyingly huge. Not only is it equipped with cannons and side-by-side machine guns, but its eight appendages are also covered with layers of fine steel thorns, just like the fluff on the surface of a spider.

The wound on Deng Huailing's back should have been cut open by these steel thorns, Rosie thought, it was better than a gunshot wound.

He was still observing the steel monster in place, the spider tank had already detected the threat, and turned its guns to point at him.As the flames rose, a cannonball burst out, and Rosie was about to dodge quickly, when suddenly there was a "uh", his body was slammed to the other side, and someone rolled him on the snow for several times, forcing him to bite his mouth full of snow.

"What are you doing..." Rosie rubbed her head painfully, got up from that man, there was no one who would pick on him at this time, of course it was Deng Huailing.They rolled to the lee of the trash can, which was a good cover, but it had to be said that he really had no understanding with the other party, one hid to the left, and the other ruthlessly jumped to the right.

Deng Huailing also sat up, touched his face in the wind and snow, and then smiled.Rosie was puzzled and didn't understand what was so funny, but the other's fingertips were extremely cold, colder than ice and snow, and when they rubbed against his cheeks, he shivered.

"You're fine." Deng Huailing said.

—He didn't ask where Rosie had been for so long, and he didn't blame him for making himself look so anxiously.With such a serious injury, I just want to touch his face.

Rosie couldn't find a response for a while, and all the words slipped from the tip of her tongue, entangled into a mess.

I'm fine, so you're the one with the problem... He thought angrily, self-righteous brat, can you take care of yourself before caring about me?

He stretched out his hand to probe Deng Huailing's back, the clothes on it were torn and torn, soaked with blood from inside to outside, as soon as Rosie's fingertips touched the edge of the wound, Deng Huailing frowned, but nothing happened.Did not say.

"Does it hurt?" Rosie asked.He was assessing the opponent's remaining combat power. If Deng Huailing's injury was very serious, he would only become a burden to him if he fought hard, so it would be better for him to go into battle alone.

But Deng Huailing obviously understood this sentence as concern, and comforted him jokingly: "Small injury, I can't die." Then he pushed his fingers away from fumbling around, and pulled him to stand up.

The sound of heavy impacts echoed through the street, and the spider tank approached the garbage can where they were hiding again.

Rosie was pulled behind by Deng Huailing, and she was tightly guarded in the corner, not even a single snowflake could float in.He couldn't help but feel that it was novel and funny. It seemed a little ironic that a demon that everyone feared would one day be regarded as a flower in a greenhouse and be properly protected behind him.

But...he didn't hate this feeling of being protected, and even regretted thinking about that snowy night ten years ago. If someone was willing to give him a hug or a reassuring smile, would things be different?But Deng Huailing belongs to Rosie, not to him. He is still alone, and there will be no one around him.

Rosie suddenly pushed Deng Huailing away, intentionally knocking the opponent's wound against the wall, and while Deng Huailing gritted his teeth to bear the pain, he rushed out quickly.

The blizzard was blowing, and the visibility was extremely low, but the spider tank kept locking on him with thermal imaging technology.Rosie cannot use the various functions of the bionic human. When the program is dormant, these functions, including infrared imaging, are closed to him. He can only rely on intuition.

"Come on." He was ready to go in the snow, and gently hooked his lips.

It took only a few milliseconds for the parallel machine guns to complete the turn, and countless bullets poured towards him, weaving a suffocating wave.Rosie was no longer at the aiming position of the machine gun, he landed lightly on the limbs of the spider tank, like a dragonfly in a stormy sea.

The eight appendages of the tank are covered with steel thorns, except for the joints.Rosie stepped on its exposed knuckles for the first time, and jumped for the second time, quickly leaping towards the control center of the tank.

The control center is behind the main gun and parallel machine guns, which is a blind spot of firepower. The spider tank is struggling to shake off his attack. Rosie climbs onto its surface and activates the black ring in the bumps.

The sharp wind passed through the fingertips and pierced the steel skin, but only left deep dents on it.

As Rosie expected, a black ring alone cannot pierce the tank's protection, a pair of rings, or a sharper weapon is needed.

The next moment he was thrown off by the tank and fell heavily on the snow.Rosie reacted very quickly and was rolled sideways. Using the snow on the ground to cushion the impact, she was about to stand up on the ground, but she saw the spider tank moving in a strange posture from the corner of her eye. The eight appendages bent one after another, likeIt is the momentum before jumping.

His expression changed suddenly. The wind pressure generated by the black ring can withstand bullets and artillery. The monster seemed to have a certain intelligence, and he was aware of this, so he planned to crush it with absolute strength.

The wind field couldn't withstand the charged blow of the spider tank, Rosie stared at it intently, knowing that the best solution was to escape, but he was already aroused by the fighting spirit, and the bloodthirsty thrill of excitement swept through his body.He narrowed his eyes slightly, his vision and hearing were unprecedentedly sensitive, and his reflex nerves were like a machine whose power had been raised to the upper limit, continuously sending information to the brain.

"Next." A swirling black shadow fell from midair, it was Deng Huailing's knife.Although the Tang knife was thin and narrow, it was heavy, but Deng Huailing just tossed it over without a scabbard.

Rosie raised her hand and clasped the handle of the knife accurately.He closed his eyes, as if sinking into a sea area, the sound of the wind was the undercurrent surging in it, and the snowflakes were the disturbed fish school.In the darkness, the trajectory of each snowflake is accurately displayed, and the sound of the wind flowing through the ears is infinitely amplified, and all the subtle traces are easily captured by him.

Suddenly all the shapes and noises disappeared, Rosie stood quietly in the darkness, and there was the sound of the tank running.He saw the bullets slowly flowing out of the barrel and flying in a straight line; he saw the flames spouting from the muzzle, which was wrapped by Deng Huailing's wind field, like a red coral bead;The appendages raised high, pressing towards him.

It's just that all this is too slow for him.

He lazily opened his eyes a little like a person who was extremely sleepy, with the blade curling around the heavy snow, as if the thick ink had broken through the life declaration, he swung the mountain-cutting knife——

In the cold night, a long arc flashed brightly, and then there was silence.The humming of the machine came to a halt at this moment. Rosie was the leader of the symphony. He held the handle of the knife as if holding a baton. The tip of the knife stably penetrated the control center, and the spider tank twitched.Collapsed.

The Tang knife was extremely sharp, and when it cut through such a thick steel, it only curled a little bit, and it didn't break because it couldn't bear the high pressure.He pulled out the knife vigorously and threw it back to Deng Huailing. The other party caught it, didn't look at the knife, but stared at him for a long time.

Rosie looked a little uncomfortable, and looked away: "...it's just a knife, don't worry about it, just send it to be repaired."

"No, I just think you are a little different." Deng Huailing approached, stretched out his hand to press the side of his neck, slid his thumb over Rosie's cheek, and slightly lifted his chin along the way.

Rogue, Rosie cursed inwardly.But he is not easily shy. Instead, he raised his eyes and pretended to be ignorant to meet Deng Huailing's inquiring eyes: "Then, what's the difference—Mr. Deng?"

It was effortless for him to imitate Rosie, his eyes were full of smiles, and he was so gentle and considerate that he even had the illusion, as if he was the bionic person in the first place.

Deng Huailing hesitated for a moment, then let go of his hand: "Maybe I was thinking too much." He took the wrist of the person in front of him, ready to leave this place.

Luoxi breathed a sigh of relief and followed the opponent's footsteps.He can seamlessly switch Rosie back when he gets on the vehicle. As for accompanying her to the hospital and dealing with follow-up trivial matters, he doesn't care. Anyway, Deng Huailing can still walk, so leave it to that considerate bionic man.

After walking a few steps, she heard sporadic applause from across the road. Rosie turned her head in a daze. The killer was walking towards here with Kana Tsukino, clapping and saying, "Bravo!"big facial expressions.

Alarm bells sounded in his heart, and he felt that the killer was going to say something very sharp.

Deng Huailing stopped, took off Tang Dao, and said coldly: "What's the matter? Don't talk sweet words. I failed to kill you in the Magic Sea system last time. In reality, it may not be so."

The killer blinked: "Telling you some truths that you must know, is it considered rhetoric? You did not hesitate to provoke that kind of monster to ensure the safety of your little bionic man, but when you were looking for him on the street, he was always on my side.around."

Deng Huailing's eyes sank for an instant, and the aura that erupted was intimidating.The killer had a panoramic view of all the changes, and seemed to feel that the matter was not serious enough, so he draped Kana Tsukino's shoulders and added with a smile:

"Oh, by the way, and her. The three of us spent a very 'happy' time together."