Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

He stood up in a hurry, touched the side, and then realized that something was wrong.

[Seven children. ]

Zhang Liangshao cried out in his head.

[In, three things: 5% of the mission progress was completed 20 minutes ago, and now a total of 60% is completed; your man just went out, came back, changed his clothes and went out with a gun; the gunshots are Came from downstairs. ]

7474741 explained to Zhang Liangshao what he had just missed with words that were extremely calm, appropriate in severity, and even in speed.

Zhang Liangshao pinched the bridge of his nose, still thinking about the first thing the digestive system just said.

Why did the task progress suddenly increase so much?

[Is this guy not having any nightmares? ]

[Looking at his hormone secretion, it's more like a spring dream. ]

Zhang Liangshao let go of the cuddling bear in his hand, jumped down from the bed, and made a strange expression.

"Is it……"

He opened the door and jumped off the stairs while leaning on the railing. The living room in night watch mode was stained with a gloomy green, and everything was normal.

He continued down the stairs beside him.

"Number 8, why are you here?"

There is a red door lock sign on the door of the basement, and the android No. 8 stands outside the door.

Zhang Liangshao had never seen this door closed before, and he could smell an ominous smell sensitively.

"The master and the young master are talking inside, please don't disturb." No. 8 followed Zhang Liangshao who was walking down step by step.

"Didn't you hear the gunshots? Let me in." Zhang Liangshao said in a deep voice.

"Please do not disturb." Number 8 repeated.

Zhang Liangshao had already walked across from her.

"So what if I interrupt you?"

"..." No. 8 didn't reply to him.

Zhang Liangshao stretched out his hand towards the door lock, and said while stretching out, "Could it be that you will hit me?"

"..."

One hand grabbed his wrist with great force, Zhang Liangshao seemed to hear the creaking and groaning from the resin skeleton in his arm.

He raised his eyelids to look at the female android who turned to the side.

"Don't disturb." No. 8 said with a blank face.

"Looks like it will?" Zhang Liangshao's eyes darkened, "Don't force me, I'll get ruthless..."

He raised his other hand high——

"Even hit the repeater!"

He grabbed the female android's neck, lifted her up, and swung her towards the wall.

The female releaser bumped her head against the concrete wall, fell to the ground, and rolled several times before she stopped. The LED light on her chest turned from blue to red, flickered and then turned blue again, and she didn't stand up for a long time.

Zhang Liangshao turned his back to her and studied the lock carefully.

Is it an access control device that needs to input fingerprints and voiceprints at the same time... It's too late to crack it, it seems that violence can only be used, I hope this thing doesn't have any double insurance.

No. 8 had already stood up staggeringly, her twisted neck made a few crisp sounds, she barely recovered, then she straightened up with her head tilted as if nothing had happened, and stepped forward towards the bionic man Twelve who was facing away from him. Dengdeng rushed over.

Her body leaned forward slightly with the movement, and then stopped abruptly. At the same time, her long legs were lifted to one side, and her toes drew a circular arc. The maid's dress on her body bloomed a beautiful black flower in the air.

If this move cannot be avoided, the head of the bionic person twelve in front of him will definitely burst like a watermelon falling from a height.

At this critical moment, the bionic man in front of her seemed to have eyes behind her back, with her head turned to one side and her body lowered, avoiding the side kick from the deadly high-heeled shoes.

Zhang Liangshao dodged a round of attacks by virtue of his excellent anticipation. He bent his waist and turned back to widen the distance. At the same time, he kicked his feet on the wall, jumped up in the air, and raised his fist towards the No. 8 bionic man in front of him.

"Clear order, android 12, activate."

In front of him, No. 8 didn't dodge or dodge, with his hands crossed on his chest, and two white lights appeared on his cuffs.The black sleeve suddenly split in two and hung down towards the ground, and a sentence was spoken in his mouth.

This familiar feeling...

Zhang Liangshao's pupils narrowed slightly, and he changed his moves temporarily, using an extremely uncomfortable posture to move to the side, and passed the oncoming white sword shoulder-to-shoulder.

The double-edged sword made of fine steel sliced ​​through his shoulder, and because of the excessive speed, it made a crisp hum in the air.

Zhang Liangshao fell to the ground and took a look. A section of the sleeve of the cut white tights had drooped down, and even the skin inside had been scratched a little. Fortunately, the bionic skin itself has a certain degree of elasticity, so it doesn't matter much. come out.

With a cruel heart, he tore off the sleeve that was obstructing his movement, threw it aside, and hooked his fingers towards No. 8 with one bare arm.

Of course, No. 8 was no longer polite, and rushed towards him again long before he provoked her. The long blades formed by her hands were slightly opened beside her, and when she was approaching, she suddenly crossed and swung forward——

The aisle outside the studio was very narrow, and Zhang Liangshao had no choice but to squat down and slip through No. 8's skirt, grabbing her ankle and pulling her.

No. 8's center of gravity was unstable, and she fell face down, knocking her forehead to the side steps. She struggled to stand up, raised the sword transformed into her left hand, and slashed behind her.

Zhang Liangshao didn't dodge but instead fought back, he pulled his body closer and used the dead corner of her back to touch her shoulder, grabbed her big arm and pulled it back, stretched out his foot to restrain her movement, then turned around and hugged her The waist is a spinning back fall.

The body of No. 8 hit the ground heavily, causing several cracks on the clean tiles. Her pupils reflected the shadow of the person above her. Although the bones on her body were misplaced in various ways, she was still intact when she lifted it with difficulty. stabbed upwards with his right hand.

Zhang Liangshao held the female bionic man's left arm with his left knee, raised his hands, and exerted force with his fingers to hold the wider part of the blade near the bottom.

Of course, he grasped the ingenious position, with his palm against the spine of the sword, his fingers sucking the other side, leaving a distance between the blade and the palm of his hand, so as not to cut off his palm due to excessive force, but even so, it was very laborious.

The power of the two was constantly competing in mid-air, and the silver-white blade trembled.

Zhang Liangshao's palm moved forward slowly, almost forcing the sword to slowly move down from his chest, and turned to point at No. 8 below him.

The elbow of the female android kept making terrifying clicking sounds, and it was impossible for a normal person's arm to be at this angle. The LED lights on her chest flickered faster and faster. Zhang Liangshao knew that this was probably her limit.

With a heartless heart, he thrust his arms downward——

Sparks flew everywhere, and the sharp point of the sword directly pierced the core, and No. 8 twitched all over, and then stopped moving.

Zhang Liangshao let go of his hands and sat down on the last step.

He opened his palms and examined them carefully. There was a piercing scar in the center of both palms, which almost affected the mobility of the fingers.

"I knew I should have turned off the pain..." He sighed regretfully, stood up, stepped on No. 8's elbow, grabbed her arm, and found a convenient angle for exerting force.

"Excuse me, borrow it."

……

Zhang Liangshao swung a sword "borrowed" from someone else, inserted it into the gap between the electronic lock and the wall, and then stepped on the wall with all his might and pulled it back.Snowflakes appeared on the screen of the electronic lock, and the entire shell began to separate from the wall under the load.Without saying a word, he stabbed the screen a few more times, destroying the entire circuit.

The side door finally opened.

He withdrew his feet from the wall, rushed in with his sword in his hand, pulled the person standing in front of him with his back turned away, blocked him, and looked at the person in front of him with hostility.

Then startled.

"what's wrong with you!"

Song Yi: "..."

Song Wenyao: "..."

As soon as these words came out, both of them fell silent.

Zhang Liangshao realized that he had said something wrong, but he didn't blame him, he was just a little surprised.

Song Yi, who was standing in front of him, was shot several times, almost turning him into a sieve. The most serious shot was the one on his left chest, which was completely pierced. You can see the back of the chair, okay? ?These injuries are definitely enough to kill several times on ordinary people. I never expected that Father Song didn't shed a drop of blood, and just by looking at his face, it was not painful. If someone had a face-to-face video chat with him at this time , probably can't see what happened.

At this level, Zhang Liangshao would not believe Song Yi was anything but weird.

Definitely not human, okay? !

But that's Song Yi, his... prospective father-in-law!As far as this world is concerned, he still has a good impression of him!

Zhang Liangshao's mouth bald, and he had already combined "how are you", "why were you beaten by your son" and "why did you get shot so many times and are still alive" into "what's the matter with you", fully expressing To his shock.

"What's the matter with you?"

Song Wenyao frowned as he watched him holding a strange severed arm, bare feet, and scantily clad (mistake).

Zhang Liangshao glanced at him, saw the gun in his hand, choked, turned his head and looked at Song Yi vigilantly, "We had a fight with No. 8 at the door."

Song Wenyao had already seen the scene outside the door, and he could imagine the fierce battle scene in his heart. When he thought that Twelve was awakened by himself, he came down in a hurry before he had time to put on his clothes, and because someone stopped him, he started fighting without saying a word , he had some heartbeats inappropriately.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhang Liangshao asked him back.

Song Wenyao looked at him with complicated eyes, "I remember now."

"...Oh, I remembered..." Zhang Liangshao listened to the voice coming from the back of his head, and slowly analyzed the meaning of the words in his brain.

"What! Remember?" He turned his head, turned to look at Song Yi vigilantly, motioned him not to move, then stepped back to Song Wenyao's side with small steps, turned his head slightly, and gave him a little peripheral vision. "What do you remember?"

"Basically I remember it." Song Wenyao felt that the question he asked was a bit strange, "Is there anything I shouldn't remember?"

"No, I mean... well, do you know who I am?"

Song Wenyao paused, "Shao."

"...I also know that I am twelve." Zhang Liangshao gave him a caring look with "Are you okay?"

"...You are Ashao, we have met before, several times." Song Wenyao glanced at him.

"Yes!" Zhang Liangshao wanted to reward him with a little red flower, "We have talked about partners several times before!"

"..."

"Oh, it's really not easy, you finally remembered." Zhang Liangshao took the sword in another hand, patted his shoulder affectionately, and rubbed his head against it.

Song Wenyao glanced at him sideways, and couldn't help feeling a strange feeling of disgust and pity in his heart. Finally, he reluctantly touched his head to express his comfort.

"Then do you remember who you are?" Zhang Liangshao asked him again.

"Yes." Song Wenyao affirmed.

"That's good." Zhang Liangshao nodded in satisfaction, and focused on the front again.

Seeing that the two seemed to have finished talking, Song Yi cleared his throat and prepared to speak, "..."

"Why do you remember it so clearly?" Song Wenyao asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Zhang Liangshao turned his head.

Song Wenyao showed a questioning expression, and asked a weird question, "Are you really abnormal?"

"...No, it's a bit complicated to explain... It's a long story, so I'll make it short," Zhang Liangshao took a breath, "Actually——"

"You're not from here."

Song Wenyao looked at him, as if he had figured out which joint, and said in a declarative tone.

"..."

Zhang Liangshao swallowed his words.