After wearing the book, I made the villains cry

Chapter 83

"Request support! Request support!"

"There is an emergency in Building B of the dormitory building, please help!"

Just as Su Xi and the security were in a stalemate, the walkie-talkies of several security guards at the door received calls for assistance one after another:

"A male cyborg in Building B ran away, causing many people to watch and protest. The brothers in the building are not equipped enough, and they can't hold on anymore!"

A man in a low-level security uniform ran quickly from Building B of the dormitory building, which is the building where Su Xi came out, and shouted as he ran:

"Captain, Captain, there is a mess in Building B, let's go over and have a look!"

Su Xi understands:

It turned out that this person was the captain of the security guard, no wonder he was more vigilant than others, and he stepped on the spot too righteously, but he happened to meet the most responsible person.

The captain struggled for a moment, then stared suspiciously at the "nurse" in front of him, and Su Xi hurriedly took advantage of the situation:

"Look, maybe something happened to our donated patient. If you let me out now, I can start the operation after I buy the medicine quickly. As long as I start the operation, there won't be so many moths."

The captain was noncommittal, and the junior team members next to him were still urging him:

"Captain, it's more important over there now... The brothers in the building are about to lose their hold!"

"Miss Nurse, please go and come back quickly. Otherwise, we will definitely chase you to the ends of the earth." The captain took a deep look at Su Xi, took the safety off the weapon in his hand, turned around and said, "Let's go."

Su Xi smiled elegantly, nodded slightly, and in her heart——

"Did you come from Dunhuang? There are so many murals."

*
After several twists and turns, without any danger, she finally came to the road.

Habitually touched the small metal original piece behind the ear, it was hard and had a sense of presence, showing her "human" identity.

At this moment, an indescribable joy arose in my mind, which may be the instinctive reaction of this body:

Since it was released from the factory, it has been confined in this place, not allowed to come and go at will, and lives in the fear of not knowing when its internal organs will be removed every day, which is called "donation" by the euphemistic name.

It's not that no one escaped, but most of those who fled ended up being shot to death on the spot.

At this point, the escape plan has basically completed 99%.

She turned her head and took one last look at where the story began.

In the calm, there is a commotion somewhere.

And that small riot may eventually turn into a massive prairie fire.

A taxi stopped in front of her.

"Di Di!"

The driver leaned down in the car and gestured to her through the passenger window.

Su Xi nodded, jumped into the car, and left in the dust.

*
at the same time.

Dormitory building, Building B.

The [AIR] indicator above the door of the "Organ Transplant Operating Room" was on, emitting a faint red light.

The "AIR" light sign is always on, which originally means that surgery is in progress in the room, and no one else is allowed to enter, let alone open the door at will.

But now, the door under the indicator light is wide open. The donor, dressed in a light blue striped hospital gown, has one arm firmly clamping the nurse's neck, and the other hand is holding a pair of sharp surgical suture scissors. , waving wildly:

"Don't come here! Don't come here! One step closer, and I'll kill her!"

At this moment, many cyborgs from the same dormitory have already gathered around, talking a lot:

"Isn't this An He?"

"Yes, why is it his turn to donate again? He has donated four times already."

"I heard that the senior management of the academy intends to promote him as an 'agent manager', so I thought he didn't need to donate anymore."

"If he can't survive the fifth donation, wouldn't he be regarded as an 'agent management'?"

"So, after all, it is impossible for human beings to allow us biochemicals to hold power."

"What's the matter now? Why did he suddenly go crazy? Is he unwilling to donate?"

"Who is willing to do this kind of thing? But, is it useful for us to say that we don't want to? After all, we were born to do this."

"Hey, even such an excellent biochemical man as An He couldn't escape the fate of donating five times. I thought he would be our hope."

"I also had fantasies. I thought, if I can be as good as An He, show my ability, and don't expect to be a manager, maybe I can get rid of the fate of donating five times. At least, I can let the fifth time, Come on slowly...

But now it seems that human beings still regard us as walking organs after all, and can never be compared with them.

Our lives are worthless after all. "

"Since we want to donate, we must take away our healthy organs while we are young. Otherwise, who would want a heart that is dying?"

"It's too much! Even an outstanding person like An He can't escape such a fate, so what's the point of us trying to express ourselves and improve ourselves?"

"It doesn't make sense! My friends, don't forget why we were born. Human beings have never treated us equally!"

The content of the crowd's discussion gradually became excited and angry, and a flammable atmosphere was brewing in the air.

At this moment, someone yelled out:
"Anhe is the last hope of our cyborgs! Protect Anhe!"

"Protect Anhe! Don't let humans hurt him!"

"Protect Anhe! Refuse to donate!"

The angry cyborgs gradually moved closer to An He, surrounded him in a circle, and protected him.

The security captain came with several team members, and the security guards at the scene immediately reported:

"Captain, a cyborg who is about to undergo donation surgery has kidnapped a medical staff."

"What is the reason, have you figured it out?"

The team members raised their hands and greeted a doctor:
"Doctor, come and tell our captain what's going on."

A doctor in a white coat came over, his brows were twisted into a knot:

"This cyborg is now in a state of being unable to communicate, and he is crazy, and he can't get close. We don't know what happened to him for the time being."

The security captain picked up a loudspeaker and shouted loudly in the direction of An He:
"Mr. An He, please put down your weapons, otherwise we will take coercive measures! Now give you the first warning!"

An He was still clamping down on the nurse, refusing to let go, and responded with a big smile:
"Anhe? Who is Anhe? Who are you calling? My name is not Anhe! My name is, my name is..."

An He suddenly showed a confused expression, and then became mad again, kicking away a large syringe scattered at his feet.

The syringe, which was almost as thick as three fingers juxtaposed, slipped to the feet of the security captain and the doctor.

Everyone looked at each other.

At this time, An He's arms were tightened even more, and the nurse in his arms let out a suffocating scream: "Ah! Come and save me!"

(End of this chapter)