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The stick was fierce and urgent, and it was the strength of a man's whole body.

if it hit Qin Xin's head, it would explode.

However.

Qin Xin holds the box of planting Mint seedlings in one hand, and the biscuit basket in the other hand. However, in the room of electric light and flint, he raises his hand holding the biscuit basket and grabs the stick.

The next second.

"Click!" One.

Just break the stick.

Wu Zhiming held the broken half of the stick in his hand, and shook his arm, which was greatly hurt by the shock You... "

Qin heart light look back: "how am I?"

Wu Zhiming looked her up and down, and said firmly, "you are a robot!"

Then, with his eyes shining, he stares at Qin Xin's arm: "tell me quickly, who made this steel right arm for you? It's so nice of you, I failed... "

Wu Zhiming shook another half of his arm and bared his teeth in frustration.

Qin Xin looked at the one armed man with dishevelled hair before him, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly: this scientific geek is really obsessed with robot experiments, and he looks like a robot anytime and anywhere.

"What's the use of telling you? Didn't you sign an agreement that you can't do a robot experiment for life? "

Wu Zhiming rolled his eyes and said, "I did my own experiment, but I didn't violate the rules."

Qin Xin said quietly: "no foul, are you sure? You didn't refit the No. 1 car of a state? "

Wu Zhiming looked dazed: "what kind of racing car? I'm not interested in racing, I just want to make the perfect robot. "

Qin Xin took out a miniature Aerial Robot the size of an egg from his pocket: "well, this is broken. If you can repair it, I believe you will make a perfect robot."

Wu Zhiming took over and fiddled with one arm for a long time.

Qin Xin noticed that he was very familiar with the structure of the machine. He could see the fault at a glance, but he couldn't keep up with his operation.

One hand is very slow and inflexible, and it still shakes all the time, so it is impossible to perform fine movements and repair this simple Aerial Robot.

Sure enough.

After fiddling with it for a few minutes, Wu Zhiming threw the Mini Aerial Camera robot angrily: "this is such a broken thing. I'm not interested in it. Only real machines are worthy of my research!"

Qin Xin: "the real robot Racer Matthew? Did you modify it? "

Wu Zhiming covered his head, as if trying to recall: "Matthew Matthew It's familiar. Where have you heard it? I don't care. I'm not interested in people. I just want to build real robots Show me your steel arm

Qin Xin does not look like a normal person, but it is a little different from mental illness. To be more precise, Wu Zhiming's thinking seems to have been seriously hit, just as Huo Zhen and Qin Xiaoshuang can't control their torui syndrome, Wu Zhiming can't control his attachment to robots.

Is this really a mental illness? Or is it paranoid?

Wu Zhiming is so ill that his hands shake so much that he can't even repair the simplest aerial camera robot. Can he help people do robot modification experiments.

With a calm face, Qin Xin grabs the stick in Wu Zhiming's hand and breaks it into four pieces again.

This big man's momentum, even for neuropathy, is also very deterrent.

Wu Zhiming shut up.

At last she was able to look around the yard and the house.

Wu Zhiming's range of activities is full of cluttered gadgets, but they are all of the same family, without any technological content.

However, there was a pot of tulips at the head of his bed, which made Qin Xin see more.

Qin Xin's eyebrows and hearts tightly twisted --

"who gave you the flowers?"

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