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Tazito and Mr. 11 looked at each other for a few seconds across the screen.Tazito has only one eye that works, and his vision is blurred.But when he saw that the other party's expression didn't fluctuate, he knew it was over.

"I mean, you can keep that car," he tried not to sound miserable, but his voice was not only hoarse but shaking, "besides, you're an asshole, and you need to know that..."

"I see." Mr. Eleven interrupted him.

Tazito was taken aback, Mr. 11 showed an impatient look, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Tazito said no, Mr. 11 hung up the communication.The screen disappeared in the air, simply and neatly.The subordinates stared at the air for a while, and looked at each other: "Isn't this fucking hanging too fast?" Prepared "Within an hour, if no one comes, we will tear up the ticket", "Come alone, no weapons are allowed" and the like. The kidnapping package didn't even have time to use it.

Krisista asked the technician beside him, "Is it located?"

The technician shook his head: "No, he broke too fast." He recalled the video of Mr. 11 just now, trying to deduce his location from the background.But the camera's counter-reconnaissance did a good job and didn't reveal anything outside the car.

Krisista's face became increasingly gloomy.Encountering this kind of hangup faster than the kidnapper, basically there is no drama, you can prepare to tear up the ticket.

He stood up angrily.At this moment, the entire underground warehouse shook.Everyone felt momentarily weightless and looked up.Small bits of wall dust fell from the ceiling.

"What the hell are the people above doing?" one of his subordinates complained.Other subordinates were discussing how to get Mr. 11's shadow - even the shadow is very valuable.A man pointed at Tazito and asked him what to do, whether to kill him or not.

Krisista grabbed an energy gun casually: "It's useless to keep it."

Tazito lowered his head, and suddenly felt a heat in his chest, like a red-hot iron piercing through his entire chest.He snorted, and the scorching pain exploded from his chest, so painful that he couldn't breathe. Every time he took a breath of air, his lungs hurt as if they had been smashed.He stared, lowered his head in confusion, and saw that his chest was hit by an energy gun, and a blood hole was gushing out a lot of blood.

He stared at the blood hole, as if he couldn't understand why it appeared on him.Then he was shot a second time, and his body shook.When Korisista was about to fire the third shot, there was another shock, and more wall ash poured down, accompanied by the sound of the wall cracking.Krisista looked up suspiciously to see tiny cracks appearing in the ceiling.His complexion changed: "Go, this place is going to collapse."

The people around quickly ran away.Another shock came, stronger than the previous two, knocking a pile of firearms to the ground.The lights flickered ominously, like a harbinger of the end of the world.Alone, Tazito was strapped to a chair in the basement, breathing short and painfully.His pupils were dilated and unable to focus, and it took a long time for his gaze to leave the two blood holes, staring blankly at the ground in front of him.

He felt very cold, penetrating into the bone marrow, the coldness of death.There is also a heavy sense of emptiness, as if the body is breaking away from the control of the soul and falling into the endless abyss talking to itself.

His gaze became more and more numb, and finally lost his spirit and disappeared into the darkness.

Looking up from this underground warehouse, you will find that it is an abandoned building with a height of more than 20 floors.The building was originally intended to be an entertainment venue, but after the outbreak of the Magic Eye War, the construction period was delayed indefinitely, and it has been vacant there.Recently, it was occupied by this group of scavengers running around and became their activity base.

The Scavengers Organization is larger than outsiders know, with thousands of people.Most of them are felons who fled from other planets, deserters and the like, and almost everyone has a few lives in their hands.I want to come here to do a few votes to earn some big money, or just to make a living.

Like all organizations, the elite will always be a minority, and Korisista counts as one.He is already a veteran in the organization, and he and his old enemy Rahman are not only former comrades-in-arms, but also have a competitive relationship for many years.Krisista didn't like the prey being snatched by Rahman, but she couldn't forgive the failure of the mission.

Because they were worried that Mr. 11 would escape, they called Rahman for reinforcements. In the end, not only did he slip away, but they also exposed the target of their orders to their competitors.Krisista was in a bad mood on the way upstairs.

Another jolt, and the elevator jolted, almost knocking the occupants to the ground.Amidst the yelling and cursing, the elevator simply got stuck in the middle and stopped moving.The light flickered a few times and went out.The emergency lights came on, casting an ominous, dark red glow.

Krisista's entourage immediately contacted the maintenance team on the ground, but no one answered their call.Others were complaining about the quality of the elevator, but at this moment, the cunning Krysista moved her ears, signaling for everyone to be quiet.

They scolded Korisista a few words, and they reluctantly stopped talking after the steel plate in the back of his head was pierced by him.There was silence in the elevator.

Faintly, there was the sound of fighting coming from above their heads.Listening to the voice, people's expressions changed subtly, as if someone suddenly announced loudly that the police were coming at a party.

"what happened……"

Several people took out their terminals and nervously contacted their acquaintances on the ground, but no one could reach anyone.At this time, the technician let out a horrified exclamation: "My God! Come and see!"

Someone yelled: "Damn! Sears, can you please stop bluffing like a bitch!"

The technician ignored the man, but cautiously projected the picture into the air.It was turned on remotely by him, and it was being recorded by a camera upstairs.Seeing the scene in the picture, everyone became quiet and their expressions became focused.

In the picture, there are a few white... robots that they have never seen before, walking in the corridor. The location is the combat training ground on the third floor. They will go there to bleed and sweat if they have nothing to do.Those look like combat robots, designed to be lean and strong, perfect for running and jumping.

What makes them nervous is that this familiar place has been soaked in blood.On the walls, on the floor, and on the bodies of these robots, a large amount of blood spread like a spray.That amount of blood is not what a ruptured artery in one or two people can achieve.

At this time, a person appeared at the end of the corridor.

"Damn it, it's Guy!" someone whispered.Guy was covered in blood, with a shock gun on his shoulder, and a crazy killing intent on his face.They rarely use that thing indoors, and a single shot can kill a small bulletproof car.He had that familiar look in his eyes, the look of trying to die together.That man is already dead.

He cursed something, pulled the trigger, and fired a shot at one of them.The recoil directly knocked him to the ground, turning several somersaults.With a loud bang, the impact cannon hit the target, and the flames exploded in the corridor instantly.

They watched this scene intently.When the flames dissipated, the robot stood unharmed, like an immortal demon in the smoke.Raising the gun, he smashed Guy's head into a pile of shards cleanly.

"Damn..." They were so shocked by this overwhelming advantage that they couldn't speak.

They switched a few more cameras, all showing the same thing - they were invaded by a swarm of white killing machines.

The exit was blocked, and the original purpose was to leave none behind.Some jumped off the building in despair, while others resisted fiercely.But the opponent's weapons are too advanced, and this invasion is simply an overwhelming massacre.The sprayed human tissue and the shattered flesh were soaked in thick blood, exuding a fresh breath of death.

Everyone stared at the picture, but no one spoke.

Krisista swallowed, and asked the technician: "What are these things, can I find them..."

The operator's fingers moved quickly, and he shook his head in despair: "I've never seen this thing on the Internet. How is it possible, so many popped up all of a sudden, who the hell..."

He kept switching the view of the camera, and all he saw was massacre, massacre, massacre.Until the camera caught a figure in black, his hand stopped suddenly.

"Wait!" Krisista yelled, "Who is that!"

The technician quickly switched cameras and caught up with the figure of the man.As if sensing their gaze, the man raised his eyes and looked at the camera coldly.That's Mr. 11.

The onlookers almost subconsciously took a step back to avoid the piercing gaze.

It's him...he's coming for revenge!

One said in fear, "He's coming!"

Everyone noticed that the place where he was walking was very close to the basement. Everyone looked at each other and suddenly lost their voices.A terrifying atmosphere enveloped these villains.They stared at the numbers on the screen.With a cold face, he walked calmly among the dismembered corpses, like a God of Slaughter coming out of a raging fire.Only God can be like this, unmoved and unafraid of death.Take control.

The sliding door opens. Mr. Eleven appears behind the door.

In front of him was a crowded underground warehouse.Under the faltering light, a person sat alone on a chair, with his head bowed, covered in blood.

Mr. 11 saw him, walked towards him quickly, and touched his carotid artery.Several medical robots rolled in after him and quickly surrounded Tazito.Under the cold skin, he couldn't touch anything.He withdrew his fingers, with a trace of hesitation in his gray pupils.At this moment, a medical robot has completed the scan, showing: weak vital signs.

When Mr. 11 saw this, he seemed relieved.There is still a pulse pulsating deep in this person's body, like the last trace of a wandering soul entrenched in the body and unwilling to leave.

He untied his rope and told the robots: "Save him as much as possible." After watching the rescue process for a while, he sat beside him.He connected his terminal to the network, hacked into the network here, and checked the client information one by one.

He quickly found the client who bought the "digital" from them, his eyes rested on that person's face for two seconds, and he browsed through the relevant information of this person - it was pitifully small, and scavengers never asked the client when doing business The origin of - then all the information was destroyed.

He then processed all the cameras here, destroying all images after the robot invasion.As his terminal processed the information, he looked back at Tazito, surrounded by medical droids.

The man was lying on the ground, not knowing how much he had suffered.He looked helpless, weak, and no longer ready to jump up and kill him.

He stood up and walked over to Tazito.

The few busy medical robots were chatting to each other.Suddenly, the master's cold voice came from behind them: "If you can't save him, I will destroy you all."

All the little robots shook.