He came to the moon with a tractor

To put it bluntly, the machinery resellers in the lower city are machinery manufacturers without employment certificates.

Without professional equipment and technology, they can only make some messy things with enthusiasm, or pick up discarded parts from scientific research institutes for transformation.

You can't sell it at a high price, but basically anyone in this line of work can talk about it, and it will deceive people.

Black can also be called white.

The scalper's shop is on a corner of the trading area.

It is next to Fan Xiaoye's storefront, only separated by an alley.

It was already getting late.

Even the busiest exchange in the downtown area is not crowded.

All nestled in the store.

It was pretty quiet outside.

But Kou Si's appearance has always been swift and fast, as if he didn't deserve to step on this place if he didn't bring out the atmosphere.

The rushing car drifted, and all the bricks on the ground were drifted out.

There was movement in the shop.

Tang Que looked at him speechlessly.

"What's wrong? Too high-profile?" Kou Si smiled embarrassedly, "Don't be angry, for you, I'm willing to hide."

He got out of the car and dragged Tang Que into the shop.

Gone like the wind in the night.

Those who looked out of the window didn't see who it was.

Fan Xiaoye was also startled by the movement, opened the door and walked out, yelling, "Which idiot drives like this?! Do you think this is your home?!"

Before the swear words came out, his father covered his mouth, "You brat! Everyone scolds! Didn't you see the consortium sign on the car! You don't even know how you killed the people you provoked!"

Fan Xiaoye flaunted his teeth and claws, but was dragged back.

The door was closed before being put down.

He was not honest, and cursed, "Isn't it the Earth and Star Financial Group! They are so awesome! Sooner or later they will go bankrupt!"

Old man Fan punched him on the head, "Be more honest! If you are caught, Tang Que has to rescue you!"

Fan Xiaoye opened his mouth, and was blocked from saying anything, his arrogance immediately faded, "Master, why do people from the consortium come here?"

Old man Fan ignored him and looked out the window. The car was parked at the main entrance of the store, blocking the door firmly.

The signboards of the store doors were crooked.

Written on it were the words, "The Invincible Inventor."

This store is kind of interesting.

The door closed automatically as soon as I entered, and there were a few robots standing on both sides like bodyguards.

The body structure is almost entirely made of copper sheets, and it can be seen that the spine is connected in series with steel bars, and the workmanship is not very detailed.

These robots have no business logo, and they are privately manufactured at first glance.

The material is extraordinarily rough, and it looks quite bluffing on the outside, but in fact all the muscle tissue is made of plastic, which is very fragile.

The technology is pretty good, but it's all lost in the hardware.

Illuminated by fluorescent green light tubes, the small room is filled with various workbenches and plastic pipes.

The innermost one is a large desk, and sitting behind it is a similar robot, wearing a white coat more than the others.

Tsk, it's really similar to my own.

The pink flowers are not real pink flowers, they are embroidered.It is also understandable that only a few of those things have just been produced, and they are used to protect the brain in emergencies, and mass production has not yet begun.

But that's a little more obvious.

Kou Si frowned, "It's either my fan or my admirer."

Tang Que stood quietly, not wanting to speak.

Hearing this sentence, the robots suddenly moved, as if they were stimulated to open the mechanism.

He took out his gun in a neat movement, and pointed the muzzle at Kou Si.

Looking at this scene, Tang Que moved away from him with a wink.

Kou Si: "...No, no, why are you so irritable?"

The robot on the office chair stared at him and said, "Cousse, 28 years old, the second ancestor of Shangcheng District, a scum who wasted the country's resources. The target appeared, and the target was locked."

Tang Que glanced at him, "It's for you."

Kou Si said with a pitiful tone, "You don't want to leave me alone, do you?"

Tang Que wanted to say "Yes", but after all, he had just asked someone for help. After thinking about it, he took out a hammer from his bag and handed it to Kou Si, "Hold it for self-defense."

The robots that surrounded them started to go crazy, aiming at their positions and shooting.

They are all loaded with silencer bullets.

It's as boring as a series of farts.

Tang Que moved quickly, quickly grabbed Kou Si's waist, brought him behind the shelf, and avoided the first wave of shock.

Kou Si looked down at the hands on his waist, his eyes lingering on the red beads on his wrists, "Little boss, you actually touched my body."

Tang Que took it back abruptly, with some sleepiness hiding between his brows, "They should be controlled by a device, I'll look for it, you hide here and don't move, I'll go back to sleep after finishing this."

"What if you die, it's so dangerous." Kou Si's eyes were sad, as if he had imagined that scene, which made the smile on the corner of his mouth particularly vile.

Tang Que pulled the hem of his clothes out of his hands, and said in a comforting tone, "I won't die even if you die, don't worry."

Kou Si looked at his figure disappearing into the darkness, his heart moved.

The little boss is really spicy.

Think day.

Kou Si, who was being searched by the robot, didn't stay calm. He played with the hammer and said, "Does it have to be so violent? What about your parents? Come out and talk?"

The robots said in unison, "There is nothing to talk about. When you see Kou Si, clear it immediately."

"Then before I die, can you tell me why you went to the Red Pavilion?"

Kou Si looked up at the camera above, "I thought he was such a powerful scientist, but it turned out to be just a waste hiding behind the child."

Some people really couldn't stand such words, and obediently cooperated with being provoked and came out.

A voice came from a certain direction, obviously using a loudspeaker, "I didn't come out because I didn't think it was necessary. Although you are a famous Kou expert, I have admired you for a long time. But I finally met the opportunity to kill you, You have to take good care of it.”

Judging by the voice, he shouldn't be too old.

He seemed to be sure of winning, and the conversation became more and more vigorous, and the smug tone in his words sounded a bit secondhand.

"I went to the Red Pavilion to lure you out. You produced those angel lovers, right? Don't think that I can't recognize them without their names. I have studied the things you made for many years, and they all have the same character! They cultivate consciousness as adults, and order them to only listen to you? It's ridiculous, so you can still get gratitude and loyalty, it's a joke!"

He paused, "At three o'clock, kill him." After speaking, he began to laugh under his breath, like a psychopath.

The robot with the gun also locked onto Kos's position at this time.

Step by step, he was going to kill him with one blow.

Just a few steps away.

Tang Que seemed to have found the switch, and the "click" sound from the darkness was quite loud.

They dropped their pistols in an instant, and one after another they all lay on the ground.

The man who had just finished speaking harshly was a little embarrassed, and lowered his voice through the loudspeaker, "What are you doing! Why did you just lie there?! Continue beating?!"

None moved.

Kou Si poked his head out to have a look, felt relieved, and walked out with a hammer in his hand.

"Don't have a good rest, are you sleepy?"

It's useless to shout with a loudspeaker.

The wall behind the desk rose slowly, and a person walked out from behind, wearing a washed blue white coat and big-rimmed glasses on his face, looking like a bookworm.

He crossed his arms and looked at Kos coldly, "Don't think you can walk out safe and sound, do you know who I am?"

Kou Si touched his chin, "I don't know, are you famous?"

The man snorted coldly, "I, Zhen Bojin, have you heard?"

Kou Si said "uh", "You are indeed a bit boring, but I really haven't heard anyone mention you, what's your name?"

He was annoyed, and his voice was squeezed out word by word, "I, my name is Zhen Mojin."

Kou Si: "...This name is quite domineering."

Zhen Mojin heard what he meant, and didn't know what he meant, but it was definitely not a boast.

He looked gloomy, "Everyone says you are amazing, and that the robots you create are irreplaceable. Oh, I don't think so."

As soon as the words fell, all the robots on the ground got up, and their bodies swelled instantly, doubling their previous size.

The plastic in their bodies seemed to be inflated with gas, supporting the steel skeleton, and picked up the gun again.

"Who said you are the only Kousi in Hongcheng?" The corners of his mouth raised, "Army, lover, I can build any of them. But I will not be like you, forgetting the original intention of the mechanic, colluding with the consortium, making people disgusted and disgusting .”

The sound of loading is very crisp.

Kos, who was tightly surrounded, didn't panic, and stood there arrogantly, looking at people with his chin raised.

It's like looking at a fool.

"Machine manufacturing technology, I, Kou, is the second, and no one dares to be the first."

He tilted his head, "Why, are you planning to use this rubbish to kill me?"

The watch beeps twice.

After three seconds.

There was a loud noise, and a hole was smashed out of the tightly shut door.

With the light behind it, the nearly three-meter-high thing bent over and squeezed in through the hole aggrievedly.

It's a green-skinned robot.

The head is a computer, the face is a screen, the screen is flashing, and there are words typed out of a few pixels, "Sorry, the door is broken, I will pay for it."

He moved his arm, the whole arm was covered with a sharp blade, and the subtitles were displayed on the screen as he spoke, "Who will kill?"