I won again lying down today [Zhongyingmei]

At the northernmost end of the palace, where there are dense trees, there is a cold lake. This is the coldest, quietest, and most remote place in the entire royal city.

On the left bank of the lake, there is the office of Wangcheng officials, the meeting hall.

It is said to be a meeting room, but it is actually an extremely magnificent palace. The interior of the palace is exquisitely decorated, and the facilities are carefully and neatly divided. It is dedicated to serving every important official in New York.

Officials don't seem to be quite at ease today.

From early in the morning, one after another, senior officials who hold the lifeline of the city walked into the depths of the hall, some came out, and some did not.

As time passed by, many of those who stayed outside had sweat dripping from their foreheads, their lips turned white from biting, and their minds became more and more restless.

In the past, people who moved their fingers would shake New York City, but now, they stand alone in the huge hall, not daring to speak or raise their heads.

You know, in New York City, the interests of the monarch are above all else, and for a cruel and willful monarch, his rights are even more unquestionable.

Not to mention a powerful and wise king.

In the battle with the rebels, half of the Mark Legion in charge of the king was burned, leaving only a few sporadic ones, which led to the king's disastrous defeat.

Who can bear this responsibility?

The manipulators are really smart. The scariest thing about the Mark Legion lies in its advanced technology. Then use the simplest method to burn them secretly before the battle, and then replace them with defective products with empty shells.

No matter how clever the tyrant is, with such a dangerous trap, he would almost die.

Who would have thought he would survive?

A surviving tyrant is not only scary about the Mark Legion.

In just one morning, an unknown number of corpses were cleaned up in the royal city, and an unknown number of important senior officials were among them.

Many of these people were high-ranking officials who were personally promoted by the tyrant. They usually control the lifeline of New York. After a long time, their ambitions gradually expanded, and they forgot what kind of person they were facing.

The bright lights on the roof made people's hearts flutter, and some senior officials who had witnessed the king's blood were slightly flattened on their lips.

……

It was already late when Ah Yan woke up.

The little girl was sleeping with a big toy in her arms, and she was not fully awake yet. She dazedly lay on the soft bed, and accidentally kicked the quilt away, exposing her cold feet. Only then did she open her eyes in the extremely weak light.

The room was very dark, the curtains were thick, blocking the sky light tightly, and it was difficult to distinguish day from night.

There is a wall clock next to the bed, you can see it when you look up. Ah Yan rubbed his matted hair, sniffed his nose, and poked his head to look at it in a daze.

It is an unfriendly number. If the execution must be public, it will be a little later than noon.

Ah Yan was stunned.

Waiting aside, the living robot that has always been acting as a sculpture detected the movement of the little master, clicked, clicked, and walked over gently.

It was like the most doting parent in the world, even though it was getting late, he didn't mean to criticize others at all. Instead, he pulled up the quilt indulgently and gently covered the little girl.

And patted her head.

There was a voice coming from its body. It was a man's extremely low voice, as if afraid of disturbing the sleeping girl, warm and soft like a spoonful of melted sugar: "Are you awake? Or do you want to continue sleeping?"

Ah Yan was dazed again, and when he realized who the owner of the voice was, he hurriedly got up from the bed, feeling a little embarrassed all of a sudden.

The life robot looked at her tenderly, and when it figured out that the little girl wanted to get up, it paused, and thoughtfully opened the curtains.

Immediately, bright sunlight came in, golden yellow and warm, like icing on a cake.

Ah Yan looked out of the window, feeling better all of a sudden, put on his coat, jumped out of bed and combed his hair, rolled his eyes while laughing, and talked softly to the robot.

Tony taught her yesterday that as long as there is a robot, he is always there, can talk to him, can do anything, and will not make Ah Yan feel lonely and boring at all.

Ah Yan was convinced of this, and seriously lowered his head to fold the quilt, and did not forget to poke his head to find the robot by the window, but when he saw the appearance of the robot, Ah Yan was stunned: "Mr. ...first...first...???"

"Hmm...?" came a very light voice, paused for a moment, as if realizing something, the voice suddenly became softer, "Are you awake?"

"Yes... yes..." Ah Yan stammered a little.

Probably because the picture in front of him was too powerful. After a while, Ah Yan slowly put down the quilt, rubbed his face, and turned a little red.

Unlike the gray or red battle armor yesterday, the robot standing by the window is a very gentle rose gold color.

Ah Yan held his face in his hands, thinking of the casual sentence "the red and gray robots are like boys" last night, he pinched a small hole in his face.

She remembered that the handsome and considerate husband was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper at that time. Hearing this, he asked her casually, "What color is it like a girl?"

Ah Yan shook his arm: "...white? Pink? No, no, I don't know if it looks good. Would rose gold be better? It's like a mobile phone."

Tony turned the pages of the newspaper and said nothing.

Then Ah Yan had the first robot of different colors in Wangcheng.

Facts have proved that Ah Yan's vision may not be very good. Although it is a beautiful color, it is really against the law to put it on a tall robot.

But I couldn't help being happy.

Originally it was a small laugh, but Ah Yan laughed on his own for a while, and couldn't help it anymore, so he passed it to the other side through the robot, like a little lark hugging someone and tweeting.

Tony was doing the liquidation, but fortunately, the little girl woke up late, and it was already the final stage.

When he heard the voice, the corners of his eyes slightly twitched.

He could imagine the little girl's extremely happy appearance by tilting his head. He couldn't hold back a smile, and asked the other end in a warm voice: "I saw the robot, do you like it?"

After a pause, the other end replied loudly: "I like it! I like it!"

It seemed that she couldn't express her love if she didn't speak so loudly.

Tony was so teased that his lips curled up.

After glancing at the senior officials standing in rows in the room, the tired king looked down tiredly, rubbed his sore head that was almost broken, paused, and still didn't start the video.

Even though she has a headache, her little girl still doesn't want to be seen by fools.

On the contrary, the golden-red battle armor behind him stood silently behind him, noticing the movement of him stroking his forehead, his eyes flickered indistinctly, and started scanning.

As Tony's first armor made by himself, the first instruction given to mk19 is to protect the safety of its owner, regardless of all conditions, at all costs.

This was when Tony used to prepare for a possible day in the future. Even though mk19 has been refurbished countless times, this order has not been cancelled.

As the most advanced battle armor and healing armor, mk19 detected the difference almost at the moment when the owner's mood fluctuated.

Its creator, the King of New York, whose spirit was about to collapse, and his body, which gradually weakened with the collapse of his spirit, were gradually getting better under the action of a certain force.

Apart from the records of mk19, there is probably no second person or mecha in the world who knows.

The New York tyrant known for his cruelty and brutality, every time he kills a person, his spirit will break down a little bit, and as his spirit breaks down, his body will become weaker and weaker.

Until death, and only death.

There is no way out.

mk19 has no emotion and no independent consciousness, but when he captured this news, he was very vague and seemed very far away.

For the first time, without being given an order, it quickly issued an order, a highest-level battle armor, an order for living robots.

……

Ah Yan hung up the phone and combed his hair again. Just as he washed himself, he heard a loud noise from the robot left outside.

The little girl was startled, she hurriedly put the towel away, tugged at the belt of the sweater, and hurriedly ran out to have a look.

The tall robot had already walked towards her, its gentle eyes flickered, and it issued an extremely glaring red warning.

Ah Yan looked at it blankly, and was quickly sent a message.

It was a report of the highest level of danger, which was actually a call for help. The initiator was Tony, and the location was the northernmost part of Wangcheng.

The last time I saw a distress call of this level was on the New York billboard, the billboard that is hard to get to, and this report only stayed on it for less than 5 minutes.

People are gone.

When Ah Yan figured out what this meant, his leg went limp, and his calf was immediately bruised, and he had to be supported by a robot to stand firm.

The little girl's mind went blank.

Living robots that are not good at combat are only able to have an extra function because of the indulgence of the manufacturer. Even so, they still fly stutteringly.

When it dropped Ah Yan from the air, half of the little girl's life was scared away.

She didn't know what happened, she was fine just now, but she almost disappeared in a blink of an eye, she didn't dare to cry, and ran into the palace with a pale face.

There were not many people left in the palace, and no one stopped her.

Ah Yan's eyes were almost blurred, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind quickly, such as the worship of reality, the chance encounter in games, and getting along with each other day and night.

She felt that she was a little numb, but she restrained herself and forced herself to wake up.

Until she saw the gentleman sitting in the center, the rest of the people or things were reduced to the background.

Seeing the little girl running over in a panic, Tony looked a little surprised, and even stood up specifically to pick her up.

Ah Yan could no longer think about what was wrong, so he rushed up, hugged the man's neck, and pulled it tightly, and cried out, it was so miserable, his nose and eyes were red.

Tony took her back, hugged her expressionlessly, and coaxed her for 10 minutes.

He coaxed and wanted to kill.

He rubbed his forehead that was about to explode, and after finally coaxing it, he looked down at the little girl's red eyes, pursed his lips, and wanted to kill again.

He glanced coldly at the person standing in front of him holding his breath, his expression gloomy.

Ah Yan was touched for a long time, and then explained for a long time, and finally realized that there seemed to be a mistake, Tony was fine, and the reason why he couldn't get through the phone later was because he was busy.

Ah Yan reacted belatedly, rushing in like this seemed to disturb everyone's work.

The little girl twitched and rubbed against Tony's shoulder, a little embarrassed, wanting to apologize, and slowly raised her head.

Her blurred vision finally became clear.

But I want to cry even more.

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The huge room, densely packed, is full of red names.