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Chapter 331 The Scumbag's Bottom Line

Chapter 330 The Scumbag's Bottom Line
Many people in the restaurant were also attracted by the commotion outside, and left their seats one after another.Because the restaurant is just on the second floor, you can just see things surrounded by crowds through the windows.

Surrounded by the crowd is a robot emblazoned with the flag of England.

Mark knew exactly what those robots were. Even though they were covered with an iron shell, they could still see the yellow eyes.

Mark has already made preparations for this.After all, they still want to save face, so they are not restricted in this respect and let them transform at will.

It's like getting the Iron Armor military back then.They felt that the laser cannon fired by the steel battlefield was not very suitable, so they added Gatling and "ex-wife" missiles.

It's a pity that the effect of the two additional weapons after this is not very good.

Mark just doesn't know if the British will add any weapons to these legionnaires like the US military.

The structure of legionnaires is a combination of science and art. Protoss has been pursuing art fanatically for so many years. Otherwise, it would not have built its main battleship aircraft carrier like a work of art.

Not to mention the Golden Fleet, which can be called a large art fleet.

Mark just took a look and sat down, but Skye was full of curiosity about the robots in the crowd.

Mark didn't want to spoil Skye's interest, so he held Skye's hand and said, "Let's go down and have a look!"

Skye blushed and heartbeated by the sudden holding hands, and let out a soft sound, um.

The two descended through the crowd to get a close look at the Legionnaires, who were guarded by two London police officers.

The legionnaire said to everyone in standard English: "Hello, I am the legionnaire in charge of guarding here. I will be responsible for your safety."

Everyone is not too surprised that this type of robot can talk, anyway, in their eyes, this is a pre-set program.

Even the London police, standing beside the legionnaires, did the same.

Skye watched the legionnaire up close, wanted to reach out to touch, but pulled back.

Until a child hugged the Legionnaire's thigh, kept knocking on the legionnaire's shell, and shouted with a smile: "Mom, can you take a picture of me?"

At this time, everyone began to worry about whether the robot would hurt the child in front of them.

Even the children's parents were a little anxious, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

Slowly squatting down, without disturbing the child, he said to the child in a soft voice: "Hello, if you want to take a photo with others, you must ask for their opinions. Do you understand?"

Looking at the face of the legionnaire, the child was not frightened. Instead, he smiled and said, "Sorry, Mr. Robot, can I take a photo with you?"

"Of course, Mr. Little."

The humanization of the legionnaires made everyone gradually accept this robot who was suddenly responsible for their safety.

Mark even wondered if the child and his mother were specially sent to perform.

Everything is too coincidental, and the coincidence is a bit unbelievable.

But Mark won't take care of that much, and the next operation will be done by the British themselves. Instead of wasting so much time and energy, it's better to do their own things first.

After watching the Legion soldiers interacting with the surrounding residents for a while, Skye was not so interested.

Curiosity for new things is nothing more than that.

The two returned to the restaurant talking and laughing, enjoying the joy brought by the food.

"Has Skye thought about what he plans to cook in the future?" Mark skillfully picked up the dishes with chopsticks, attracting the attention of all the foreigners around him.

Mark's sudden question made Skye, who was sitting across from him and hadn't picked up the dishes until now, finally have a topic to relieve the embarrassment.

"I haven't thought about it yet, but in the future, I should use my hacker knowledge to create a network security company!" Skye's goals and ambitions are actually quite big.

It is not impossible to create a small studio-like company with a few people.

Or directly enter some large enterprises, and it is not impossible to be a network security administrator.

The income is not cheap.

However, it can also be seen from this that Skye does not regard the job of S.H.I.E.L.D. agent as his lifelong job at all.

"You don't like your current job?" Mark picked up a piece of braised beef and put it in Skye's bowl.

"Not yet." Skye didn't refuse Mark's delivery, and slowly added a piece of beef, and sent it to this one, chewing and thinking.

"Don't worry, everyone will have a period of confusion, not knowing what to do in the future, but after finding hope, it will be much better." Mark comforted Skye.

Skye looked at Mark's confident look and asked, "What about you, Captain?"

"Me? I have a successful career now. I have a company of my own. I have a few jobs that are not very tiring or easy. I live a leisurely life and travel around the world. Anyway, my money is gone. I’ve made almost enough money. If I really don’t want to do it one day, I’ll honestly go back to New York to be a shopkeeper. I’m not afraid of you laughing. To be honest, I never thought of being a superhero. It’s just that all kinds of When all kinds of things come to me, I am forced to accept them.” What Mark said here is the truth from his heart.

Mark didn't lie about this point. Mark really wanted to be a hands-off shopkeeper and live his life leisurely.

If you don't know the future trajectory of this world.

"That I mean if! If..."

Before Skye could say what he wanted to say, Mark interrupted and said: "There are no ifs in this world, and many things will not be as beautiful as we imagined. Did you ask me if I have anything to say? Sorry , I just treat you as a friend today."

Mark still needs to draw clear boundaries. Mark can be a scumbag or something, but he can't be a scumbag with no bottom line.

"Otherwise, I was thinking too much, sorry for causing you unnecessary misunderstanding."

"I'm not the kind of person who likes to talk big, but I can only tell you that I'm a scumbag. I have two girlfriends, and I love them very much, and they love me. I really don't deserve your liking." Mark I feel that the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain, and it is much better to speak out.

"Captain, are you telling me your secret? Are you not afraid of me going out and telling it?"

"You can do whatever you want, no matter how scumbag I am, there is absolutely no Tony Stark scumbag! That guy is a big scumbag!" Mark responded indifferently.

(End of this chapter)