After wearing a double omega, I am a scumbag [Transmigration Book]

An Fengqing: "...Then you can talk to him later and ask him how to become stronger."

Butler: "Master, stop joking, this matter is very serious. If those robots are ordered to attack you, I cannot protect you by myself. We should leave now, or change to a public place to talk to that person Meet, or bring a few more robots and come back."

While talking, the black hover car has slowly landed on the grass in front of the main house.

The butler's screen flashed red, and it was obvious that he was already nervous and on the verge of collapse.

An Fengqing had no choice but to pat it on the shoulder reassuringly, and said, "I'm here for treatment, not for negotiation, can you stop being so nervous?"

The butler's mechanical mouth moved up and down, as if he wanted to say something more, but An Fengqing opened the car door and walked towards the oncoming person and robot.

In the suspended car, the receiver in the butler's control center immediately captured the data fluctuations in the silver robot.The powerful data flow is like a huge silver dragon shaking its huge body wantonly, and the butler's data calculation suddenly speeds up, unexpectedly giving birth to a feeling similar to what humans call "soft legs".

This is the strongest robot, and it's not three times stronger than him, it's more than ten times stronger!

The butler got out of the car, his eyes fixed on each other's every move.The gloomy screen of the silver robot locked on An Fengqing tightly, and the mechanical legs took several steps forward.The right hand of the silver robot is facing the outside of the big #leg—generally, robots that take on the role of bodyguards will store their weapons there!

The butler suddenly accelerated and stopped between the two of them.

"What are you going to do?!" The steward's left hand firmly pressed the opponent's right hand.

Adam's screen flickered twice, staring blankly at the elegant butler in a tuxedo, and subconsciously replied, "I'm looking for Mr. An's signature."

"Signature?" An Fengqing tilted his head halfway, with a puzzled expression on his face, "What signature do you want from me?"

Adam wanted to go forward, but was blocked by Cui Jue.

Cui Jue wore a blue casual outfit today, his shiny black hair was naturally scattered, and his temperament was much softer.But since meeting An Fengqing, he couldn't even say a word, and said calmly, "Adam, I'll talk about it later, pack your luggage first."

Adam nodded, closed the control panel cover with a snap, and went to lift the luggage on the suspension vehicle.

The butler didn't trust it, and followed it step by step, but instead made a pile of two humans.

With a slight smile on Cui Jue's face, he leaned on his cane and turned to lead the way: "I'll take you to the guest room first, and I'll take you around the island later."

An Fengqing just wanted to say that it would be better if he didn't have to concentrate on treating his legs, but he didn't want to make too much trouble.But seeing all kinds of precious medicinal materials planted on the ground, the words circled around his mouth and swallowed them back into his stomach.

It only takes a few hours a day to treat a disease, and if he doesn't go hunting for treasures in the face of so many good medicinal materials, is he still human?

Stepping into Cui Jue's main house again, An Fengqing's mood was completely different.When he and Cui Jue entered the elevator one after the other, the metal walls inside the elevator reflected the figures of the two of them, and the scene of fleeing from the desert last time also emerged in his mind.

An Fengqing felt hot behind her ears, she lowered her eyes and pretended to be fine, when she heard the sound of "ding", she was about to go out, but Cui Jue held her hand.

With hot palms wrapped around her slender wrists, An Fengqing jerked violently, and heard Cui Jue's "I'm sorry".

Is this man finished?Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, right?

An Fengqing said "hmm" and left the other party far behind. He walked along the corridor and asked, "Which room is it?"

Cui Jue stared at the ear that was about to bleed, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and followed slowly: "The second-to-last room on the left."

An Fengqing didn't care about how he lived, no matter how poor the richest man's home was, it would not be worse than his Liyuan.He opened the door pretending to appreciate it, thinking about leaving for a while, when Cui Jue's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Is there anything else you need?"

The person is still the same person, and the smell of cedar is still the same, but An Fengqing stands in Cui Jue's guest room and feels that something is wrong.

Cui Jue's voice seemed to be full of sparks, every word crackled in An Fengqing's ears, he swallowed, and felt that he could no longer stay in the room.

something will happen.

"Don't you want to go out for a walk? Let's go." An Fengqing had never heard such a hoarse voice, but he persisted and did not look back.