Chapter 87
Such a terrifying scene made the people below exclaim in surprise.
"robot?"
In the back of the middle-aged man's head, there were all mechanical structures.
Only then did they realize that the guy in front of them was not a human at all.
"It doesn't matter whether I am a human or not." The middle-aged man maintained a weird and terrifying posture. "As long as you can put chips in your brain, you can still become our best partner."
Everyone was silent, and obviously no one wanted to stuff things in their brains.
They could not believe what a robot said, but they did not dare to complain in person because they were alone.
"What if we don't agree?" someone whispered.
Because the scene was quiet, most people heard this sound.
The middle-aged man on the stage was no exception. His voice did not change at all. He said lightly: "If you don't want to be my partner, you can only become our enemy!"
With his words, the security guards and bartenders in the hall got closer step by step, and their expressions became strange.
The people present were worried and realized that as long as they refused, the outcome would be quite miserable.
Or die directly.
Or be manipulated, a slave or a servant.
This multiple-choice question cannot be found.
"What is that?"
A scream of surprise diverted everyone's attention.
Following the direction the man was looking, the eyes of a group of people were frozen on the huge floor-to-ceiling glass.
Through the completely transparent glass, you can see a figure lying on the wall outside.
A silver-white power armor was shining brightly under the sunlight.
You can't see the appearance, or even tell the difference between men and women.
He steadily slid on the oval glass wall.
No one knows when he appeared, and no one knows how he appeared.
When I think of being in a high altitude, once I make a mistake, I will definitely be crushed to pieces, which makes people sweat.
However, this man seemed to not care about the worried people crawling around on the glass wall.
Like a flexible spider, shaking his head and crawling up and down, left and right.
Sometimes he challenged the limit, letting go of one hand, one foot, and one hand on the wall, making everyone frightened, afraid that the man would fall down by accident.
"We don't welcome uninvited guests here." The middle-aged man twisted his head back and looked at the guy who was lying outside for confusing behavior, with a smile on his face.
Everyone realized that the situation was not good and wanted to signal the man outside to escape.
But I didn't dare to say anything, so I could only make gestures inwardly.
Unfortunately, the man outside seemed to be unable to see them at all and had no reaction.
At this time, two square black iron boxes flew over to the person outside.
He seemed to have no idea at all and his head didn't turn.
Several muzzles emerged from the black iron box.
"Be careful!" The kind-hearted person couldn't help but shout.
Suddenly, at some point, the man had an additional submachine gun, which was also silver-white, in his hand.
It seemed like eyes were growing on the back of the head, and then I would swing my head over and there was a shuttle.
A black iron box was instantly destroyed, and it fell down with blue fireworks.
The other two black iron boxes obviously would not hesitate because of the loss of a companion. They continued to aim, and there was a flash of fire at the muzzle.
At the same time, the man slammed on the wall took out a long needle from somewhere and tugged it hard on his chest, as if he had even pierced the armor on his body.
His movements were very quick and he crawled up at an extremely exaggerated speed.
Everyone can be sure that Spider-Man is not as good as the person outside in terms of the speed of climbing the wall.
A large number of bullets poured out from the muzzle on the black iron box.
But because the man was too fast, the gun could not catch up, and the bullet could only follow his action route.
Soon, the man climbed to a higher position than the black iron box.
The next crazy behavior scared the crowd in the hall to scream.
"Damn!"
“omg!”
He turned around and jumped into the air, stepped steadily on a black iron box. The submachine gun in his hand had already been replaced, and another shuttle destroyed another black iron box.
At this point, only the man and the black iron box that was trampled under his feet were left in the air.
"Da da da da da da~"
The attack dead corner of the black iron box above the head, and several muzzles around him were scattered in circles, but they could not touch the enemy above the head, like a turtle trampled on the head by the enemy.
The man leisurely changed the bullets on this black iron "black ***" and then jumped gently.
This jump was just a small jump, not very high.
When he jumped up, he turned to the black iron "turtle" and got rid of it.
After the box was destroyed, it fell straight down.
The man jumped over and fell down, kicked the black iron box again, jumped high, returned to the wall, and continued to squeeze.
All this happened in seconds.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but burst into cold sweat.
Some people even think of a tightrope movie, which was also sweating heavily and numb when watching it.
But that is watching movies through the screen, and now it is close to you. Watch with your own eyes, and the sense of immersion and reality are even stronger.
The man outside almost scared everyone out of a heart attack after several dangerous actions like committing death.
While Chen Zhengyang secretly wiped his sweat, his mind couldn't help but look like a phantom radiation.
He knew that the person in front of him was probably the same as those two people, who came to save them, and he couldn't help but feel a little more secure in his heart.
The girl holding the camera showed a thoughtful look when she saw this scene.
A smile that was almost undetectable on the corner of her mouth was raised, and she raised her camera and took a picture of the "Spider-Man" who was lying outside the window.
"Who is this?"
"Superhero?"
"Are you here to save us?"
"I heard that recently, this kind of guy who looks like a superhero has appeared frequently."
The situation has been suspended and everyone is talking.
"Now, something called hope should have been born among you." The middle-aged man on the stage looked at this scene without any change in his face. "If you can't crush such an unrealistic thing, it may be difficult for you to take the initiative to join us."
"Since that's the case," he showed a standard smile on his face and clapped his palms, "Then please let everyone finish this good show and make a decision!"
Chapter completed!