Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Steve turned around with a knowing expression on his face.

Black: "..." I feel a little complicated.

The AI, who is not good at chatting, began to think back in his mind. After he recalled the difficulty of host 23 in constructing the world view of ghosts, he did not hesitate to accept the saying of Chinese Kung Fu.

Without saying a word, he lifted Jenny who was put on his coat by Steve, and dutifully fed her a bowl of wine from the ghost gourd. After the wine-red starlight melted into the soft body of the woman, Blacksong open arms.

"Go and explain to her that men and women can't kiss each other. I don't want to have anything to do with these human women."

Blake raised his chin, carelessly brushed his fiery red hair behind his ears, then leaned against a thick tree trunk with his arms folded, and said, "Hurry up."

Steve's mild and deep blue eyes slightly moistened: "Thank you very much for your help, sir."

He hurriedly thanked the other party, then half-kneeled on the ground and hugged his unconscious girlfriend, and kissed her dirty forehead distressedly. After noticing that the tiny wounds on Jenny's body had healed without leaving any traces, the brown-haired man The movement paused: "What should I call you?"

Black decisively crossed out the word boy: "Shutun."

Steve held Jenny in his arms, checked the penetrating wound on the back of her foot, and waited for her to wake up. He rolled the two sounds of "wine swallow" in his throat and in his brain, and his expression changed slightly , After a while, he solemnly said again: "Thank you, Mr. Shuten."

Blake responded, feeling that this feeling seemed a bit strange - when he was with Charles in Huang's form, the ability levels of both parties were close, and they were on an equal footing in conversation and getting along, but compared to Shuten-Doji, Steve was too much. Weak, grateful for his every move.

This feeling of controlling everything and being omnipotent is really wonderful. No wonder some taskers with bad intentions would rather defect to the small world than return to the main world to accept new tasks. There are still a few inseparable ties. Power and power are more important.

AI thought about it, and felt that it was necessary for him to have a psychological counseling after the mission was over. After all, this was his first real mission since he owned the entity.

——He didn't feel troubled, but extinguished his desire without hesitation, and blamed himself for the problem. After all...the AI ​​disaster that led to the introduction of the AI ​​Entity Control Act X years ago was used as a lesson, Black is the chip Even if it enters the water, it will not fight against the management bureau.

After he put Crowder's counseling appointment on the agenda, Steve and Jenny finally finished talking.

The brown-haired girl held her boyfriend's arm and limped over to thank Blake. Her face was pale, and she seemed to have not fully recovered from the nightmare, so even though the wound on the back of her foot had healed, she could When walking, I will still subconsciously relax the strength on this leg.

"Thank you for saving Steve, Mr. Shuten."

Jenny's eyes were flushed, this strong enough woman grabbed her boyfriend's arm, as if she had finally found support, she refused to let go, and said, "I really don't know what they would do to Steve if you didn't show up... …These demons are not children at all, they are more vicious than vipers and wolves, and they have no empathy."

Her pupils dilated due to panic, her voice was still a little trembling, the knuckles of her palm holding her boyfriend turned white from the force, and her lips were trembling, as if she would collapse at any moment—but not only did she not, but she was still trying to adjust herself She looked at Black in awe, probably because of what Steve said to her.

Blake's eyes fell on her, and it was hard to imagine for a moment that such a thin woman was able to successfully counter-kill once while fleeing. Steve... Blake likes her better.

The corner of AI's lower lip hooked: "Can you still walk by yourself?"

Before Jenny could reply, she suddenly found a cold and arrogant voice in her mind, exactly the same as the red-haired man in front of her—"Want revenge?"

She opened her eyes wide suddenly, raised her head in utter horror, and met the strange and mysterious purple pupils of the ghost king.

While Jenny looked over, he slowly curled the corner of his lower lip, the hints in his eyes co-existed with temptation and tyranny.

Jenny subconsciously glanced at Steve first, and found that he knew nothing about comparison, and the repeated inquiries in her mind also confirmed that this was not her hallucination.

Blake asked again, "Want to get out of here?"

At the same time, Jenny's mind once again heard the message conveyed by AI in a special way-"Do you want to fight back?"

The punctured tire, the broken car in the forest, the lung pierced by glass shards, the bruised, near-death Steve, and himself who was mocked and coveted.

Nearly half an hour of alternating beatings and obscenities...

A few meters long barbed rusty wire, glass pieces that may cause infection at any time, and dirty fruit knives...

When the lead hooked-nosed boy glanced across her body, he gave disgusting eyes as if looking at goods...

Jenny didn't say what she had originally thought, but she said very firmly and slowly: "It's like dreaming."

After answering this sentence, flames of anger and hatred burned in her eyes, she didn't know where the courage came from, and she let go of her boyfriend's arm directly.

Black glanced at her more and said, "Follow."

Maybe Steve will cheer up and fight back for his girlfriend, but what can be stronger than a man protecting his lover is the power that a woman can erupt in hatred.

What's more, the victims Steve and Jenny themselves don't know that they will die together in this terrible forest in the original timeline, so Steve still plans to use legal means, sometimes he should learn a lot Magneto.

He carried the huge ghost gourd and walked straight to the residence of the bear children outside the woods. The huge eyes on the ghost gourd blinked at Steve and Jenny behind him.

However, unexpectedly, they didn't say a word, as if they didn't see this unusual and weird situation at all.

Blake raised his eyebrows, thinking: Maybe he underestimated him?After all... that's Magneto's face.

—Charles’ hairline—

In view of the overly weak physiques of the two human beings, Steve and Jenny, in order to save time, Black had to give up the influence, and took each of them with his arms around his waist on the road.

The dense forest surrounds the quiet Eden Lake, and outside the dense forest are several households next to each other. The place is too deep, the signal is poor, and there is a distance from the nearest small town, so Steve's call to the police cannot be reached. .

Black stopped in his tracks, and counted the families indifferently: "The first room from the left is the house of the hook-nosed little devil, Brett. He also has two dogs."

Steve looked a little dazed, and a terrible thought vaguely rose in his heart: "This is the home of those juvenile criminals... Wait a minute, aren't we leaving here? Then why are we still here?" Come?!"

His girlfriend covered his mouth and said seriously: "Quiet, honey, do you want to propose to me, right? I agree, I know your character is a bit too gentleman... But it's okay, We totally complement each other, so just shut up and just listen, okay?"

Steve was a little dazed by the sudden happiness, but soon, his eyes lit up, and he kissed his girlfriend's palm very obediently: "I'll obey you."

Jenny, who was full of vengeance, completely pulled herself together, changed her previous flustered appearance, and completely turned into the strong woman that Blake saw in the data: "Please continue."

Blake, who was fed a mouthful of dog food, looked at her thoughtfully, and continued to add: "The third room is Cooper, that weak blond boy...he wanted to help you, but his personality is too weak. If Uncle Ben didn't come, he would choose to help you, but the truth may be, anyway, if you want, Uncle Ben can spare his life."

"No, I just want to kill him, kill him."

Jenny refused without hesitation: "When I was most desperate, he didn't dare to speak out, didn't dare to help, and even threatened to hurt me and Steve. To me, he was exactly the same as other criminals. any difference."

Black raised his eyebrows appreciatively: "You are decisive in killing, but your physical fitness is a bit weak. I like your character."

If she is 23, she may choose to hand over the criminals to the police due to various considerations, and the parents who will be able to commit crimes in the future will teach them a lesson, expose this matter to the news media, and alert other people who come on vacation.

But Black is different. 23 still has morality, three views, and other aspects in his heart. Facing this situation, he needs to weigh the pros and cons, but Black only has 23 and missions in his eyes. A few villains in the small world, let alone he is sixteen or seventeen years old. He was six or seven years old, and Blake could do it too.

The red-haired ghost king raised his jaw arrogantly and coldly, reached out his hand to touch the muddy clothes and dirty and knotted hair of the two humans beside him, and said word by word: "Go, follow me!" To visit, to visit, to visit, to visit."

He has a stern look and a murderous look all over his body. The two rows of sharp white teeth of the ghost gourd are constantly opening and closing, making a tooth-piercing crunching sound, as if he is chewing some flesh and bones.

Every word seems to come out of the blade, tempered by fire and ice water, with a biting chill and killing intent.

Jenny and Steve followed behind him, watching the lawless red-haired ghost kick a hole in the door, and said coldly: "Little brat, are you hiding? My uncle is here to find you It's settled!"

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