[Zhongyingmei] Today I also survived

Ivan looked at Saizhi who appeared on the computer screen, and Ann, who was still chattering in his mind just now, suddenly disappeared without making a sound.

Saizhi on the computer screen did not wait for the expected reply, it was not angry, it casually tapped on the computer keyboard on its side several times, then looked up at Ivan.

"87, even if you keep silent, it's useless, you should know."

Ivan didn't open his mouth. He knew very well that the squirrel talking on the computer didn't speak to him. Although that guy was looking at him, it was more like looking directly at Ann shrunk in his brain through Ivan's brain. .

"I can give you 3 minutes," said the breed, "87, you only have 3 minutes, if you still don't talk, then I won't talk to you in such a good temper again."

After saying this, the Saiyan shut its mouth, and a countdown window appeared on the computer screen in front of Ivan.

As time passed by, Ivan didn't hear any sound from Ann. Regarding Ann's silence, Ivan didn't open his mouth to urge Ann. He respected all of Ann's choices.

When the countdown on the computer screen was about to reach zero, An finally made a sound.She extended a tentacle from the back of Ivan's neck and climbed onto Ivan's shoulder.

"Boss, long time no see." An said to the Saizhu on the computer screen.

After seeing An, the leader of Saizhi obviously moved his body, and he turned his body completely in the direction of the computer camera.

"I'm very disappointed," the leader of Saizhi said to An, "87, I never thought that you would betray the ethnic group."

"You have to know that as a flawed race, the ethnic group took you in and allowed you to stay in the ethnic group, which is already extraordinarily merciful. But you, actually betrayed the ethnic group that has been kind to you?"

The words of the leader of the race made An fall into silence again. For An, the memory left by the ethnic group was not worth her memory, but no matter what, the ethnic group did not abandon her, but let her stay. Died in infancy.

Ivan looked at Ann who was lying on his shoulders, her mood was obviously in a downturn, and the words of the leader of the competition on the opposite side obviously made Ann a little restless.

"Yes?" The young man's voice sounded extraordinarily indifferent at this moment, "What's her flaw? I don't think she has any flaws. The flaws are you guys. You lack the emotions that normal animals would have."

Saizhi in the computer seemed to glance at Ivan, and it said: "Human, this matter has nothing to do with you. Moreover, you are not qualified to intervene. This is a matter between us, and you have no position." Speak for 87."

"Oh," Ivan sneered in a low voice, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the leader of Saizhu, "You are the one who has no position, who are you to her? Are you the parents who gave birth to her or the friend who accompanied her? On Earth, a person of your status has no right to accuse her."

It seems that the leader of the Saiyan didn't want to continue to entangle with Ivan. It stared at Ann who was lying on Ivan's shoulder. It tried to slow down its tone and spoke to Ann in a slightly relaxed tone.

"87, you still have a chance now," said the leader of Saizhi, "You still have a chance to return to the ethnic group, and I can completely ignore your betrayals."

Ann's tentacles trembled twice, she raised her head slightly, and looked at the leader of the race colony on the computer screen.

"Can you go back to the group? You really don't care about my betrayal?"

"Of course," the voice of the leader of Saiyan is full of temptation, "as long as you dedicate your strength as an intermediate carrier for the core of the planet to absorb the energy of the earth. As long as you help us complete this plan, you can return to the ethnic group inside."

Ivan frowned, and the meaning of the words of the leader of Saizhi couldn't be more obvious.They care so much about Ann now, and promise to let Ann return to the group, all because of Ann's flawed ability.

"You're just trying to use me," Ann said after a short silence, her voice full of disappointment, "You only say things like that to me when you're using me, always, you never Didn't accept me, I don't belong to this group."

"I will not agree to your request this time," Ann said, "I will definitely not be the same as before. No matter what you say this time, I will never be used by you again."

"So," the voice of the leader of Saiyan also cooled down, and he looked at An, "You mean you rejected my request? Even if you will be expelled from the group forever?"

"Yes," An said firmly, "I will not agree to your request. Even if you beg me to go back now, I will not come back again. I don't want to go back to that kind of ethnic group that has no sense of belonging."

"I'm sorry," the leader of Saizhi said, his voice suddenly changed back to that kind of slow feeling, "To be honest, 87, I really regret that you made such a decision."

Suddenly there was a slight sound at the door of the coffee shop. Ivan turned his head and looked over. The door of the coffee shop was closed by the waiter who had brought Ivan into the coffee shop before.

The waiter still had a smile on his face, and he pulled out a gun from his waist. He glanced at Ivan, and then pointed at Ivan with the gun in his hand.

"87, since we can't reach an agreement, unfortunately, I can only ask you to come to me and have a good talk with me in some unfriendly ways."

The leader of the race on the computer screen looked at Ivan and An: "This time, the two of us have a good talk face to face."

Ann backed away quickly, and she retracted directly from Ivan's neck into Ivan's brain.

Ivan briefly glanced at the desktop in front of him, not far from him, the waiter with a gun was approaching Ivan step by step.

The desktop in front of Ivan was so clean that there wasn't even a pack of tissues on it, so Ivan had to focus on the laptop on the desk.

"87, maybe it's too late for you to regret it now," the leader of Saizhi was still lobbying Ann, "Now that you agree to my request, I can still agree—"

The voice of the head of the race stopped abruptly, and the scene it looked at the other side of the camera suddenly turned into darkness, mixed with the voice of the young man who was sitting in front of the computer before.

"Shut up, you talk too much!"

Ivan slammed the computer in front of him shut, picked up the computer with one hand, and threw the computer at the waiter who was getting closer to him.

The young man's movements were very fast. It took less than 20 seconds for him to close the computer and throw the computer out.The waiter didn't have time to react, and he was hit hard on the face by the laptop thrown by Ivan.

Seeing the waiter being hit by the computer and falling to the ground, Ivan rushed over quickly, his target was the gun in the waiter's hand.

The waiter's reaction was also quick. After he was stunned by the computer, he quickly shook his head, trying to wake himself up from his dizziness.When Ivan rushed over directly, the waiter had just regained his strength.

Ivan watched the waiter staggeringly trying to point the gun at himself. He bent down slightly, grabbed the waiter's wrist with one hand, and pressed the waiter's head with the other hand slightly.

There was a muffled sound in the coffee shop, and Ivan slammed the waiter's head hard on the ground, and the waiter's head fell weakly on the colorful tiles on the ground.

After Ivan got the gun, he loaded it skillfully, and he walked to the door of the coffee shop with the gun in hand.The waiter just locked the door of the coffee shop from the inside, and Ivan reached out and opened the door lock.

Diagonally opposite to the coffee shop, a blurry half face was exposed behind the window of a room on the second floor. Ivan saw the sniper gun flashing past the window. He turned his body slightly and hid himself in the transparent window. next to the glass door.

"No. 004, please reply." Suddenly, a boy mixed with electric current appeared in the coffee shop, "No. 004, please reply."

Ivan stood at the door and looked at the waiter who fell on the ground of the coffee shop. The voice came from the waiter.Ivan was very familiar with this voice mixed with the sound of electric current. He could hear this voice a while ago. It was the voice from the walkie-talkie.

The voice of the walkie-talkie repeated several times, probably after realizing that the person on the other end of the walkie-talkie would not respond, the walkie-talkie finally quieted down.

Ivan carefully looked out through the transparent glass door, and the sniper on the opposite side had disappeared.

"The person is gone." Ann said to Ivan.

"They'll be here soon," Ivan replied to Ann. He took a few steps back and looked around the entire coffee shop. "Let's hide for a while."

A wooden bar in the coffee shop caught Ivan's attention, and Ivan jumped into the bar with his hands on the bar.

"There should be a lot of hydra around here," An said, "I don't think the possibility of us being able to escape is very high."

"It's okay." Ivan held the gun he had just snatched. He leaned against the bar, and the pain from the wound on his shoulder made him more awake. "Maybe we are lucky and can escape right away."

Ann fell silent, and after a few seconds she spoke again.

"sorry."

The girl's voice was full of guilt, and An said to Ivan: "It is probably because of me that we will be discovered. The leader can detect a wide range of the same kind. I guess it should be me who was discovered by him. I'm sorry to trouble you. gone."

"Don't say such useless words," Ivan heard the sound of the door opening from the back door of the coffee shop, "Wait a minute, someone is here."