An Unscientific Marvel Scientist

　　 "Uncle Martin isn't coming back?"

　　 Alice put the hot meal on the table and asked Kraft who had just answered the phone.

　　 "Yeah... Maybe he thinks you can take care of me."

　　 Kraft sat down at the table angrily, and muttered: "He must have long thought I was troublesome with dragging the oil bottle, and now it's not good to be chic in the nightclub!"

　　 "Huh? Night, nightclub?"

　　Alice's face quickly turned red when she heard such a stimulating word, and her hands began to shake.

　　 You are a robot, what's so shy about you!

　　 Kraft glanced at Alice silently, and then saw the crumbling soup bowl in her hand.

　　 "The soup is going to be spilled!"

　　 reached out in time to support the soup bowl in Alice's hand, Kraft grinned and put it firmly on the table.

　　 "It's hot!!"

　　 After putting down the soup bowl, Kraft yelled and threw his hands up. He was not separated by a rag like Alice.

　　 You are a robot, why are you afraid of getting hot!

　　 Although Alice made it herself, Kraft still couldn't understand her operating mechanism.

　　 "Yes, I'm sorry!"

　　 Alice dropped the rag in her hand and hurried to get the medical kit.

"Ugh…"

　　While compressing his hands with the rag that Alice dropped, Kraft sighed helplessly.

　　 Alice is almost getting used to this kind of reckless situation. Although it is a bit of a headache, it really makes Kraft feel like a sister.

　　 is actually quite warm.

　　 "Brother! The medicine box is here!...Oh!"

　　 Watching Alice fall to the ground, she slapped her in front of her with a "crack", the medicine chest she was holding scattered all over the floor, and Kraft sighed again.

　　 I must have just twitched my head to feel warm.

　　 "Woo woo woo..."

　　 Alice rubbed her nose and raised her head, looking at Kraft with tears in her eyes.

　　 "Martin actually thinks you can take care of me..."

　　 Kraft sighed three times and pulled Alice up, and then sorted out the overturned medicine cabinet with her.

　　 "Ah..."

　　The unreasonable Alice groaned and retorted unwillingly.

　　 "But without me, no one will cook for you."

　　 "Yes, that's right," Kraft reached out amusedly and touched Alice's head, then he grinned again when he touched the burned area, "We Alice are the most important."

　　 "Don't treat me like a kid!"

　　 Alice protested fiercely, waving her fists.

　　 Although Martin Lee, an irresponsible parent, does not have a family every day, Kraft’s life is still full of fun.

　　 This made him completely forget Martin's warning before.

　　 At the very beginning, Kraft also slightly warned whether there were any strangers around him, but after more than ten days passed and there was no movement at all, Kraft left the matter behind.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The sudden impact interrupted the "brothers and sisters"'s fight. The fragments of the windows were mixed with broken glass, which made a mess of the food on the dining table without moving the chopsticks.

　　 Kraft turned his neck stiffly and looked at the broken window of his house.

　　 A few airy gangsters are turning in from there.

　　 "Oh, there is still a little girl?"

　　 One of the guys who had a row of lip rings on his lips looked around the room, and then looked at Alice with a silver smile.

　　 "Don't worry about it!"

　　 The strongest of the intruders slapped the man with the lip ring on the back of his head, and shouted in a low voice.

　　 "Hurry up and complete the boss's mission. It will be in trouble when the police arrive!"

　　 "What did you do to someone else's dinner, jerk!"

　　 In a rage, Kraft adjusted the **** on his wrist to the maximum, then grabbed a medicine bottle beside him and smashed it at the group of gangsters.

The hammerhead's men just showed a disdainful smile, they heard a stern whistle, the medicine bottle thrown by the target character came to them in a blink of an eye, and hit the man with the lip ring with great force. On the nose.

　　 The lip ring man couldn't even make a scream, he was smashed and fainted, and the small medicine bottle flew out from the gap in the window with his body.

　　 "Damn! The target is not ordinary people!"

　　 The brawny man in the lead drew a pistol from behind, and the other invaders also took out weapons one after another. Switchblade knives, steel pipes, iron chains, and the like are quite in line with their gangster identity.

　　 "If you don't want to get hurt, just give me good...huh?"

The leading brawny raised his pistol and pointed it at Kraft. He was about to say something cruel when he saw Kraft laying his left hand flat and facing him with his watch. Before the brawny had time to wonder, he I felt something pierced my forehead, and then a drowsy rush came crazy.

　　 "Huh? Huh..."

　　 While his eyelids fell rapidly, the strong man couldn't hold the gun in his hand and fell to the ground. Then he fell to the ground softly as if he had taken out his strength.

　　 "Alice! Fuck them to death!"

　　Craft closed the cover and shouted at Alice.

　　 "Huh? Huh?"

　　 Alice, who was in a daze from start to finish, finally recovered from Kraft's reminder and raised her hands to aim at the panicked intruder.

　　 "Fire, rocket flying fist! Hey!"

Along with Alice's sweet drink, a puff of white smoke erupted from her wrist, and she fired a pair of fists out, hitting the bridges of the two gangsters' noses, and also exposed the cannon barrels on her wrists. .

　　"DaDaDaDaDaDa—"

　　 After Kraft’s modification, Alice’s wrist cannon will naturally no longer be beans, but anesthetic bombs filled with Dr. Aha’s special anesthetic.

　　 Soon, the gangsters full of anaesthetic bombs lay on the ground.

　　 "A bunch of bastards! It's lawless! Is this really hell's kitchen?!"

　　 Kraft, whose dinner was ruined, gave the stunned intruders a violent kick, then took out his cell phone from his pocket and prepared to call the police.

　　 "No need to call the police, Master Kraft!"

The sudden sound outside the window stopped his movements. Kraft followed the reputation. A Chinese man in a black suit appeared there at some unknown time. Behind him, there were people wearing the same clothes as him who were putting the lips around. The man towed away.

　　 a bit familiar...

　　 Kraft frowned and looked at the Chinese who appeared suddenly.

　　 "Huh! Are you not the security guard of Martin's antique shop?"

　　 In order to find a suitable cauldron when making witch potions, Kraft once met him.

　　 "Master Kraft has a good memory."

　　 The security guard showed a blunt smile, and then said to him: "We just leave the finishing work to us."

　　 As he said, he rushed to the side and shook his head. A group of Asians in black suits filed in and carried all the intruders out of the room. When they left, they also cleared away the debris in the house.

　　 "Then, let's say goodbye first, and there will be workers to repair the windows tomorrow."

　　 The security guard who never mentioned his name from start to finish nodded to Clough, and then walked away with a group of black suits without looking back.

　　 Damn it! Martin calculated it!

　　 Now, what else Kraft doesn't understand? Any shortage of manpower is bullshit. Martin just wants to see what hole cards he has.

　　 Although a little upset, it's not worth getting angry, but Kraft is a little curious...

　　What is Martin doing? Why doesn't it feel like you are doing serious business?

　　 If it's just an ordinary business competition, is it necessary to use a gun? The behavior style of the group of people just now is not like some corporate thugs, but more like the style of the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen.

"elder brother?"

　　 picked up her hands and put Alice in front of Kraft, and carefully touched his sleeve.

"what?"

　　 Kraft, who was thinking, came back to his senses, smiled and patted Alice on the shoulder.

　　 "Good job!"

　　 "Hey hey~"

　　 Alice, who was praised by Kraft, touched the back of her head shyly, showing a silly smile.

　　 The two simply cleaned up the messed up table, cooked two bowls of instant noodles and dealt with the dinner.

　　 "Go!" Kraft patted his full belly and waved at Alice, "Let's go to the studio!"

Although it was easy to solve the group of people just now, judging from their performance, it is not as simple as a "commercial competitor", and when Martin this guy should be cruel, he won't be polite with himself, the ghost knows that it will not There will be a second or even a third or fourth attack, so Kraft felt that he should be more prepared.

　　 Compared to his own residence, Kraft feels that his studio is more secure.

　　 "We lived in the studio before the matter was resolved!"

　　 Pack a bunch of food and daily necessities, Kraft said to Alice.

　　 As for Kraft, I don’t plan to go to school for the time being. What if the group of people goes crazy and destroys them in school?

　　 This is all for the sake of not disturbing the innocent, it is definitely not that Kraft wants to play truant!

After living in the studio, in addition to adding defensive measures to the studio, Kraft kept sleeping. Unfortunately, although he dreamed of a lot of magical props, most of them were not used. They needed either mysterious powers or special ones. Material.

　　 From time to time, he would run a character similar to Da Vinci to come out funny, making Kraft so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

　　 "Craft! Are you dead?!"

　　 While Kraft was busy making self-defense props for himself, Fatty Liao suddenly ran over and kicked the studio door open.

　　 If Kraft hadn't given the image of Fatty Liao a green light in the surveillance system, and automatically turned off the defense system when he came over, he would have been a fat man by then.

　　 Seeing Kraft not speaking, but looking at him with a disgusting expression, Fatty Liao was immediately unhappy. UU Reading www.uukahnshu.com

　　 "You bastard! I am so worried about you at a loss! What is your face?"

　　 Fatty Liao rushed forward, grabbed Kraft by the collar, and shook it vigorously.

　　 "It's okay..." Kraft broke free from Fatty Liao, straightened his collar and said helplessly: "Didn't I say something, I have something to be busy, don't come over if you have nothing to do."

　　 "I'm not afraid that you will die in the studio and no one will know it!"

Fatty Liao kicked Kraft lightly. He usually stayed in the studio and ordered some takeaways at his own house. But this time there was nothing. He thought it was Kraft’s. There was a problem with the experiment, and I played myself in the laboratory.

　　 "Don't worry, David, it's just that there is something on Martin's side. I am worried that it may involve you, so I told you not to come over."

　　Kraft also knew that Fatty Liao was kind, so he could only explain it briefly.

"Uncle Li's business has a problem?" Fatty Liao couldn't help with this kind of thing, so he quickly changed the subject, "Then what do you usually do when you eat? Isn't it the instant noodles that you always eat? ?"

　　 Fatty Liao hadn’t waited for Kraft to respond, he saw that the door in the studio was opened, and a cute girl who grew up to his aesthetic standards from head to toe came out from inside.

　　 "Brother, you can eat now."

　　 "Damn it! When did you guy have such a cute sister!"

　　 Fatty Liao grabbed Kraft by the collar again, then quickly released his hand and gave him a hug with his backhand.

　　 "Uncle! You will be my biological uncle from today!"

　　 Kraft sighed.

　　 "Give up, you have no future..."