[Jian San Hologram] No. 007

On Saturday, Mingyu slept until mid-sun before getting up.

Although he said he didn’t stay up late, he couldn’t fall asleep while lying down. He listened to the music until the middle of the night and fell asleep in a daze. Before falling asleep, he was still thinking about the sound of the flute. He was going to buy a flute tomorrow.

After waking up, he washed and dressed, had breakfast, drank a cup of honey green tea with ice, and looked at his savings after refreshing himself, thinking that he could buy a suite.

Big villas are definitely out of reach, and ordinary apartments are more than enough.

Looking at his source of income, for the first time in his life, Ming Yuzhe had the idea of ​​building a good relationship with the gold master. Thinking of his social account that hadn't been updated for hundreds of years, he rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.

He doesn't have many fans now, which is equivalent to a small internet celebrity, so... is he going to follow suit and engage in a wave of rewards?

But how to give benefits?

He was looking at the house and thinking about it, and suddenly he had an idea and remembered his survival skills-painting.

His paintings are not only beautiful, they can also ward off evil spirits!This can be viewed and used as a benefit, super affordable!

Mingyu posted a new post.

[Mingyue Zheyu]: Click five cuties in the comments to get a scroll of paintings. I will decide what to draw, and a small gift will be given randomly. The lottery will be drawn at this time tomorrow.

After sending out, he tossed about according to the lottery drawing process. After tossing, he was sure that there was nothing missing, so he turned off the communicator and went out to buy things.

All the pens, inks, papers and inkstones he bought were left in his own home and he didn't bring them here. Now that he wanted to draw a picture as a prize, he would naturally have to buy it again.

As a planet with the third highest institution of higher learning in the whole interstellar, T star's cultural industry is doing quite well.

According to the strategy, Ming Yuzhe found a brand shop with hundreds of years of history specializing in pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He carefully selected and bought a bunch of things. After filling in the delivery address, he was about to leave the shop when he turned around and saw a car. The aircraft of the pumpkin horse model stopped at the door, and a girl in a sky blue dress walked in. The two met each other and were stunned at the same time.

"Ming Yuzhe?" The little princess opened her eyes wide, a little astonished, "Why are you here?"

Ming Yuzhe looked at Ming Yanrong, and stepped back a few steps, "I'm going to school at Star T."

Ming Yanrong blinked her eyes, and was even more astonished: "Go to school?"

Ming Yuzhe smiled politely, but didn't answer. Ming Yanrong stared at him for a while before realizing that Ming Yuzhe was going to go to college this year, and she was supposed to graduate from middle school next year.

The little princess frowned, she didn't know what she was thinking, her lips painted with pink lip glaze unconsciously pursed, as if a little troubled, "You..."

She "you" for a long time but didn't say "you", Ming Yuzhe sighed slightly, and changed the subject: "I'm done shopping, I'm leaving first."

"Oh..." Ming Yanrong responded dryly, and stepped aside.

The pumpkin carriage aircraft was folded and put away, the service robot in the store rolled over to park, Mingyu turned around and was about to buy something else, when she caught a glimpse of the robot raising its arm, holding a syringe in its mechanical hand , Go down to Ming Yanrong!

"Fuck!" Ming Yuzhe turned back in an instant, reached out and pulled Ming Yanrong over, the little princess exclaimed, the syringe fell down, wiped the sky blue skirt, and squeaked The pendulum was drawn a crack.

Mingyu turned around and kicked the robot away. In the next second, several robots rolled over quickly, holding various metal tools in their hands, and quickly surrounded them.

The people in the store screamed and ran to press the main control panel, but the robot was completely out of control as if it had been infected by a virus. All the robots in the store rushed forward with tools in their hands.

Ming Yuzhe protected the panic-stricken Ming Yanrong and quickly exited the shop and retreated to the street, but his movements were not as fast as the robots. In the blink of an eye, there were already robots staring at him, and there was no way to retreat.

Without hesitation, Ming Yuzhe stretched out his arms behind Ming Yanrong's knees, hugged her up horizontally, said "hug her tightly", took a few steps back, and started to run.

He ran for a certain distance, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller. Seeing a robot holding a wrench approaching, almost touching Ming Yanrong's face, he suddenly jumped up, stepped on the robot's head, and borrowed his strength. He pulled up again and jumped far away in one breath.

Bang - both feet landed on the ground, Ming Yuzhe almost staggered and fell to the ground.

He has only been exercising for three months since he came here, and it is still a bit reluctant to sprint and jump hurdles with a big living person of the same age.

Panting for breath, Ming Yuzhe threw Ming Yanrong directly over her shoulder, and carried it on her shoulder like rice. The thin shoulder almost made the little princess with thin skin and tender flesh vomit blood, but she still gritted her teeth and remained silent. , wanted to turn on the communicator for help, but desperately found that his communicator had been interfered with, so he had to try to raise his head to help him observe the situation behind him.

"The patrol robot is also out of control, and there are about 20 robots chasing it now!"

"They split up a team to take the trail to the left! Flying over!"

"Run to the Jiugong Building!"

Lu Chi Ming Yuzhe looked at the criss-crossing streets and was stunned for a moment, "Where is the Jiugong Building?"

Ming Yanrong, who was lying on his shoulders, was knocked until her bones were about to fall apart, gritted her teeth: "I can't see the front, how would I know!"

Mingyu exhaled, took the time to open the communicator, but the result indicated that there was no signal.

He cursed in his heart, suddenly stopped and jumped to the side, there was a loud bang, a rather large glass vessel was smashed to pieces less than two steps ahead, fortunately this kind of glass was smashed There would be no shattered glass splashing around, he just stepped over and continued to run forward.

This street is too remote, selling stationery and other things, and there are very few pedestrians, Ming Yuzhe feels that it is unlucky to be stuck in such a desolate place.

Suddenly Ming Yanrong tugged at his clothes and said to him with difficulty: "Wait! There is a path behind! Go from there!"

Without further ado, Mingyu stopped, turned around and ran back, leading her into a dark and narrow alley before the robot chased after her.

Ming Yuzhe didn't know much about urban construction, and he didn't know whether it was reasonable to have such a narrow road in the commercial area, but he didn't have time to think carefully, so he could only listen to Ming Yanrong.

This path is so narrow that only one person can pass through, and if you are not careful, your shoulders will rub against the wall, and running with someone on your back is obviously not feasible, so Ming Yuzhe had no choice but to put Ming Yanrong down, and dragged her to run forward.

The little princess's long, smooth, wavy hair was messed up, and she looked back from time to time, only to be relieved to find that the robot squeezed into the path but got stuck.

The path was narrow and winding, and I didn't know how long I had been running before my eyes gradually widened, and the noisy voices came to my ears.

Ming Yuzhe stopped, looked at the slum-like buildings and people in front of him, turned to look at Ming Yanrong who was panting, "How do you know this road can go?"

"I... I have been kidnapped before, and in order to escape for my life, I would look at the city map when I have nothing to do." Ming Yanrong covered her stomach and turned pale, "But I have never been here..."

Mingyu thought to himself, he couldn't learn such a mind-blowing operation of a genius girl, and he couldn't think of it either.

Almost every city will have such a place where fish and dragons are mixed. The residents may be black households, and the business may be illegal. Even in the interstellar era, such places still exist.

Brother and sister Ming Yuzhe seemed to have broken into another world. Their elegant and classy attire immediately attracted the attention of people around them, some of them were purely scrutinizing, some of them were blatantly malicious.

Ming Yanrong took a breath, hugged Ming Yu's folded arms silently, and hid half of her face behind him.

Ming Yuzhe ignored the aborigines around him, and casually rubbed Ming Yanrong's head, feeling that it felt good, so he rubbed it again, "Where are we going next?"

Different from his road idiot, Ming Yanrong seemed to have a knack for identifying the way, she glanced with her probe, and pointed out a way accurately.

Ming Yuzhe took her forward.

The aborigines still stared at the two of them, their eyes were not very friendly, the better ones were not welcome, and the worse ones were full of covetousness and malice.

After all, Ming Yanrong is really beautiful, and a delicate and beautiful girl will always attract the covetousness of people with malicious intentions.

After walking a few steps, a few hooligans in shabby clothes blocked their way, reaching out to grab Ming Yanrong.

Ming Yuzhe immediately protected Ming Yanrong behind her, blocked her hands, suppressed her anger, and said nicely, "We're just passing by, we don't want to cause trouble..."

"Haha! Don't want to cause trouble?" The hooligans laughed, and Mingyu suffocated for a while, "But we want to cause trouble—"

Ming Yuzhe rolled his eyes in his heart, reached out and took out a delicate hairpin from Ming Yanrong's head, tested the hardness, and thought it might work, the hairpin turned into a dazzling flower between his fingers, and he pinched it lightly live.

The dirty hand grabbed it again, Ming Yuzhe pushed Ming Yanrong aside, the hairpin in his hand drew a bright silver arc, and slammed into the ruffian's wrist with a snort.

"Ah ah ah ah! Bitch!"

Ming Yuzhe's mood didn't fluctuate, the hairpin pierced another half an inch, and slashed straight forward along the man's arm, unexpectedly cut open the flesh of the whole forearm with the hairpin, and blood spurted out!

The screaming ruffian backed away, and the other accomplices rushed forward. Mingyu dodged nimbly, staring at the injured ruffian, and slipped under the arm of one of them, raising his hairpin to knock the ruffian away. A blood hole was pierced in the thigh, and it hit the artery very accurately, and another gust of blood spurted out.

But within a few rounds, the first ruffian was covered in blood by him, unable to stand up, screaming like a pig while rolling all over the ground, the blood rolled all over the ground.

The few people who tried to catch Ming Yanrong were also broken by Ming Yuzhe who returned in time and kicked to the wall.

Mingyu's light-colored shirt was splattered with a lot of blood. He kicked back a ruffian who was trying to run to shout for someone, pushed his head to the ground, cleaned up the last ruffian who was blocking the way, and then turned around. Pulling the trembling Ming Yanrong by her body, she ran away quickly.

Don't run away after the fight, is it possible to wait for someone to call for help?

Not everyone in the slums is black-hearted. Most people treat the two of them as air, neither hinder nor help, and there are even a few kind-hearted ones who show them the way.

After all, the two of them are still in the territory of the ordinary poor, and the real dark place has not been touched yet.

The two of them were walking quickly in the crowded and dirty alleyway, when Ming Yanrong suddenly grabbed Mingyu and folded her, a little panicked, "They are chasing after me!"

Mingyu turned around and looked back, sure enough there were a lot of people chasing after him from afar at the other end of the alleyway, he frowned and pulled Ming Yanrong to run.

"Hey, handsome boy."

A lazy voice came from above, Ming Yuzhe stopped and raised his head, a cold light flashed, he raised his hand to block it, touched the familiar cold metal, was stunned for a moment, then reacted in the blink of an eye, turned his hand and held it , caught a long and narrow knife.

This knife doesn't have the slightest pattern, but it is very new, and it looks like a weapon made by a novice.

A girl with disheveled hair poked her head out of an attic window. Her face was a little dirty and she couldn't tell what she looked like. Her voice was hoarse like a boy's, "Here's this for you. It's not illegal to kill people here."

"Thank you." Mingyu smiled, and the girl on the attic was slightly startled, showing amazement.

Armed with self-defense weapons, Ming Yuzhe felt a little relieved, followed the instructions of a few well-meaning natives and ran through the winding alleyway. Seeing that the crowd thinned out, she grabbed Ming Yanrong and hid in a corner.

"Wait for me here, I'll deal with them." Ming Yuzhe rubbed her head, and she pulled her back when she got up, "Huh? What?"

"Can't you avoid it?" Ming Yanrong grabbed his arm with a panicked expression, "They... There are so many of them!"

"A dozen or so, that's okay." Ming Yuzhe felt that he should be able to beat this group of mobs, "It's okay, ordinary hooligans, I have a knife. They are more familiar with this place than us. If we don't kill them, they will be caught up sooner or later. There's always going to be a fight."

Ming Yanrong pursed her lips and silently let go of her hand.

Ming Yuzhe stood up, ran to the corner to hide, and listened carefully to the sound of footsteps.

The sound of chaotic footsteps was getting closer, he squinted his eyes slightly, and suddenly swung the knife. There was a muffled bang, and the first gangster who appeared at the entrance of the alley was pulled back by his scabbard, and fell to the ground. land.

He slipped out from the corner, stepped on the belly of the bastard on the ground, and drew his knife out of its sheath!

For a moment, the blade buzzed and clanged, echoing in the empty alleyway.