I give Xiandi contemporary krypton

Chapter 97 Crowd
On the TV, the little man answered Su Yi.

"A big group of people gathered outside again!

They took hammers and other things and started hitting here. The door was almost broken by them. "

Jorah folded his hands on his chest, quite angry.

Su Yi was amused by this cute look, but when he realized that Jorah was not in a good mood, Su Yi kept a serious face and asked, "What is Jorah going to do?"

"Mr. Su Yi~ Have you been influenced by Jorah, you don't use 'you' to address Jorah, but use your name?

——Jorah has recorded this sentence and this time point, waiting for follow-up analysis.

For this matter, Jorah was very angry and planned to teach them a lesson. "

Su Yi nodded: "You can figure it out, I will leave this matter to you."

Jorah pouted and nodded: "Okay!"

She seldom had such a brief answer, which made Su Yi feel that Jorah was really angry.

Chu Jiangtian on the side lowered his head, couldn't help watching TV, lowered his head, and watched TV again...

This TV is perfect!

It can talk!

I don't know if it was a recorded video, or did he really understand Su Yi's question?

However, is there any need for Su Yi to make such a big show to deceive him?

Thinking about what he saw before, the shocking feeling that the bird rushed out of the sky brought him, and suddenly felt, let alone this TV was just chatting with Su Yi.

Even if it suddenly changed form and jumped down to chat with Su Yi as a person, Chu Jiangtian wouldn't be too surprised...

Putting the TV chat aside, Chu Jiangtian thought about the content of the conversation between the two of them.They didn't avoid themselves, and they shouldn't mind him thinking about these things.

The people outside gathered and attacked the gate here...

Hearing that, Chu Jiangtian panicked for a while.

He could probably guess what was going on outside.

He wished he could rush out immediately and pour cold water on these people to wake them up.

However, without Su Yi's instructions, he didn't dare to move in this villa. He could only pray that the people outside would calm down.

With his head down, he opened the phone carefully, and Chu Jiangtian saw a series of messages inside.

Having passed the age of being interested in these electronic products, Chu Jiangtian's attitude towards mobile phones has always been that they can be used as long as they are useful, and he is not very proficient in it, and his typing speed is not very fast.

But now, he exploded with full hand speed.

A fairly long message was written, and he kept sending this message in various chat boxes, trying to calm these people down, knowing that he was fine, and leaving quickly.

Unfortunately, most of his messages were submerged in more messages, or no one responded at all. Only a few people paid attention to him, and he was still refuted.

"Su Yi actually took away Chu Jiangtian's mobile phone?"

"I didn't even dare to send a voice, just said he was fine and asked us to withdraw, who knows who is behind this message!"

Chu Jiangtian gritted his teeth angrily as he looked at the names, but now he had no choice but to write down their names in a small notebook, and waited for them to settle accounts with them one by one after he was "released from prison".

The situation outside is getting worse.

The quality of this iron gate is quite good. Even under the siege of so many people, there is no hole that can be broken through.

A rather cute female voice came from inside the door.

"You stop me!"

There was nothing wrong with these words, but it seemed very non-aggressive to be uttered by this voice, which made several people with less bloodshot eyes laugh out loud.

"Why, this Su Yi didn't dare to let someone out by himself, so he sent a girl out to help him solve it?"

"Let Su Yi get out, is he afraid to see people?"

As a floating creature on the Internet, even though he has such a "root" as Maple Falling Leaf, Qiao La still has a sense of drifting like duckweed.Therefore, she likes to use her image and voice to the outside world to create her own impression on real creatures.

Unexpectedly, because he didn't want to synthesize the voice of a strong man, he was looked down upon now.

Jorah was angry.

She temporarily removed a small part of the vision shield from the gate, so the group of people who were knocking on the door saw what was talking inside.

It was a rather weird "robot".

It looks quite chic, every place is colorful, and various colors are mixed together, but it has a sense of beauty.

Every part of it looks familiar, as if it has been seen somewhere, such as the kitchen at home; but when these individual small parts are put together, they are unobtrusive and integrated.

However, at this point, these are not the point.

The real point is that this robot has eight hands holding eight kitchen knives.

In a few minutes, the robots evolved again, only two more than when they faced Chu Jiangtian, but Qiao La was even more satisfied.

With eight hands and six legs, the robot looks a lot like a spider.

The iron gate was still tightly closed just now.

But at this moment, it was opened, and the entrance that everyone was looking forward to just now was opened in front of them, but even the person with the most bloodshot eyes lost the courage to break in directly.

But now, they can't help it.

Jorah directed the spider, brandished the knives, and rushed out.

It charged alone and broke into the team of hundreds of people.

The power that was waving on the gate just now is now transferred to this solitary robot. The robot is obviously not as resistant to beating as the iron gate.

But the difference between the two is more than this, the most obvious point is that there is Jorah's command.

Jorah has no blind spots, and every direction is within her field of vision.

She doesn't have the fighting instinct like humans who practice martial arts, but she has stronger computing power and analysis speed, allowing her to control the robot spider to dodge in the direction it should.

While dodging, it can also stab the enemy with a knife.

Among these people, there are quite a few mobs. These people were injured at the fastest speed, and the ground was covered with blood.

They are the most vulnerable to injury, and they are also the most prone to mental breakdowns. After a little injury, they run out screaming.

In the meantime, keep yelling.

"You dare to hit me?"

"You're finished!"

In this funny scene, the impotent rage of these people is like a wronged child who is crying for his mother.

After cleaning up these weaklings, the only ones left are the actual bodyguards.

They are fundamentally different.

(End of this chapter)