NIKKE, when the stars bloom

After all, the illegal activities I do here are indeed worth the risks my peers take.

On the dirty ground, the green-haired man's wailing continued. His cries of pain not only undermined morale, but also helped to cover up the sound of the enemy's movement.

Therefore, Dirty Bear Watson, who knew the pros and cons clearly, immediately showed a ruthless look, raised his gun, pointed a bullet at the green-haired man's head, and did not give the other party any chance to beg for mercy.

boom! ! !

The first body appeared in the factory.

"Fuck you, you normally have such a strong taste, but when your hand gets rotten you cry like a sissy, cry your fucking ass off, tut——"

Perhaps he had not vented his anger enough, or perhaps he was trying to give himself courage, because Watson's throat moved twice and he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm directly onto the green-haired corpse's face.

"Those card players, come over here and take the goods with you."

With the boss's coercion and pressure, the four members of the card-playing group also spitted one after another. After all, they were a bunch of desperate criminals. After the tension subsided, the ruthlessness hidden in their bones began to come out from the inside out...

Gudong!

Unexpectedly, just as the fierceness began to spread, the sound of something falling to the ground instantly attracted everyone's attention. Watson quickly moved the muzzle of his pistol towards the source of the sound.

——The buttocks of some drunks.

However, with just such an ordinary turn, several people not far from the South Gate heard the sound of fists hitting flesh and the continuous groans of men behind them.

Making a feint to the east and attacking in the west? !

Watson, who was the first to realize that he had been tricked, lived up to his identity as a gangster. Without thinking, he turned around and fired three shots at the four people playing cards, not caring about the lives of his own people at all.

Unfortunately, where the bullets passed, there was nothing left except a few useless men who had already fallen to the ground and didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Even mobile phones with flash lights on were placed flat on their backs, allowing the precious light source to bounce back and forth between the backs and the ground.

No gunshots, no footsteps, no breathing. In less than three seconds, he killed four people and then left the place quietly?

This, this is not something a human can do, could it be Nikki?! No, how could those machines attack humans???

Dirty Bear Watson thought randomly, and finally found the possibility that could convince him the most from a bunch of unrealistic reasonings.

The other party are professionals, there are at least two of them, and they did not use guns, so they may not want to do anything extreme.

There is still something to talk about!

"Hey! I'm talking to you guys! You want the goods in my hand, right?"

Since he was certain that the enemy was also a professional gangster, the sloppy man had no doubt about their professional level. They must have each of them owning a pair of hard currency, such as night vision goggles, which were difficult to obtain among the common people.

So, he pointed his gun at the large abandoned iron box placed by the factory wall, gritted his teeth, and said:

"The goods are over there. Let us go. We are all gangsters. Leave us a way out so that we can talk back. Maybe we can do a big deal together in the future."

"..."

Seeing no one responded, Watson added unwillingly.

"This is a new product worth a million. It's all in an iron box. It's well adjusted. It's all top-quality stuff that we sell right after we get it."

ten seconds...

Twenty seconds...

Thirty seconds...

For a full minute, the empty factory still answered Watson with that unsettling silence.

Such an indifferent attitude was undoubtedly the worst news for those present.

The other party doesn’t want money…

That must be someone who is here to kill me.

Squeak——!

Just as the feeling of fear was spreading among the crowd, a tooth-grinding sound of metal friction was suddenly heard from the south gate.

Among the drunken thugs, a guy hiding at the end tiptoed to the south gate, opened the iron gate and ran away.

Before leaving, the guy did not forget to leave a message.

"I didn't see anything. I was just an errand boy. I didn't see anything!"

When the other thugs saw this scene and heard what that man said, how could they contain their anger?

The traitorous boss didn't even say hello to them, even though they were just drinking together and calling each other brothers.

It's really... it's really not righteous enough!!!

"Don't run!"

"Come back here, kid!"

Upon seeing this, the other few people immediately started shouting with red faces, sounding like the boss's lackeys.

However, the scene of the drunkards swarming out shows their true thoughts.

Boss? Bullshit!

Is it more important to have your own life?

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !

After seeing his brothers fleeing in the face of danger, Watson knew that his already disadvantageous situation had completely collapsed. In a rage, his eyes turned red and he fired five shots on the spot, knocking the last three pieces of trash who had not had time to escape to the ground, causing them to scream in pain.

"F*ck, you only know how to play dirty, come on! Come out and kill me!!!"

"Don't worry, Boss."

Just as the sturdy man was looking around, thinking that a hand would come out of the shadows and smash his throat at any time, a man outside the door suddenly lifted his hood, walked in wearing a black mask, and gently reminded him:

"Would you like to consider changing the magazine first?"

……

……

Before having prosthetic limbs, some people think that prosthetic limbs are like plastic surgery. After replacing them once, they will definitely be replaced a second and third time, which leads to philosophical problems like the "Ship of Theseus".

But there is never any truth in a man's mouth.

After successfully getting prosthetic limbs, replacing lung lobes, and strengthening upper body support, Phoenix feels that prosthetic limbs are...

It is really useful!!!

It is inefficient to hit people one by one with one punch. You can grab one person's head and smash it against another person's head. You can knock down both of them in half a second.

The only drawback is: if you don't control the force well, it may be difficult to kill the person when hitting the vital parts of the human body.

Therefore,

Considering that there would be an interrogation later, Phoenix was very kind and broke Watson's shoulders and knees with four punches to avoid the embarrassing situation of accidentally killing all the interrogation targets.

"Where did you get this video? Can you tell me?"

Pressing his heel lightly on Watson's index finger, the man's interrogation was like chatting with a friend, casual and plain.

What he didn't expect was that Watson, who had already prepared himself mentally and had no intention of pretending to be tough, was visibly stunned after hearing these words.

"Video? What video? I don't sell videos."

The sloppy man's answer made Phoenix stunned again, and then he added:

"Well... I'm not talking about those little videos. I'm talking about the ground combat records... I just want to know which guy you got the combat records from."

"You mean the kind of torture videos Buck likes to watch?"

When Watson heard what Phoenix said, he first made an expression of sudden enlightenment, and then, as if he was thinking of something, his fierce face gradually darkened.

It seems that this guy is not here to steal his goods? !

He was thinking bitterly, and Phoenix also guessed something from his expression.

However, someone did not think that his behavior was a mistake. This guy killed people without hesitation. He just killed several of his subordinates without blinking an eye. It was obvious that he was not a good person.

He had said before that the goods were in an iron box, so I decided to go and see what contraband items were hidden in the iron box.

The consciousness map is not omnipotent and cannot achieve a completely transparent effect. To put it simply, as long as the gap is less than one millimeter in a closed space, it is difficult for Phoenix's consciousness to penetrate and check.

Clang!

Coming to the iron box, the man lifted the lid easily. He did not need any lighting, and could tell what was inside the box just by the blue dot matrix in his mind.

There were five curled up sacks. Although there were no details, he still guessed the creatures inside the sacks based on the overall shape of the sacks and the folds of the fabric.

--people.

No, if it was a human, even a fool would know that it cannot be kept in such an overly confined space.

It's Nikki...

A mass-produced Nikki who obeys orders absolutely.

Only Nikki's demand for oxygen is not that high, because only the brain needs oxygen supply in the whole body, and the oxygen consumption is only one-fifth of that of ordinary people. In addition, there are emergency oxygen devices in the body, so short-term oxygen-deficient environment is completely within the consideration of Nikki's designer.

But even so, the act of throwing the five Nikkis into the iron box as if they were objects still caused Phoenix's blood pressure index to gradually rise.

He never paid attention to the Ark humans' attitude towards Nikki. As a commander and a soldier who had fought with hostile forces, he would feel uncomfortable if someone treated Nikki like this, let alone a purely mechanical combat robot.

Very unhappy,

Quite unhappy.

Damn it, I was fighting those mechanical bastards on the ground, relying on the cooperation with these comrades. But you scum hiding in the soil treated my comrades as cargo and threw them into an iron box, saying that they were... some kind of high-quality cargo?

blah-

Phoenix chuckled, took out the butterfly knife given to him by old Rob from his pocket and cut a hole in the sack for Nikki and the others.

"You five can all come out."

After saying that, the man walked back, his heel precisely crushing Watson's big toe.

Click.

The crisp sound of breaking cartilage mixed with Watson's groan.

"Very tough."

Someone wearing a mask and colored contact lenses looked down at the dealer on the ground with a smile, and crushed the other's thumb with his heel as if he was stepping on a cigarette butt.

"It's good to be tough, but those who always yell are boring to think about."

Click, click, click——

The sound of joints being squeezed and dislocated, along with the sound of pain, kept hitting Watson's brain and spirit, forcing him to plead:

"Master, please, I will tell you everything I know..."

Unexpectedly, this seemingly flattering remark accidentally irritated a nerve in Phoenix. The man stomped his heels hard and spoke in an angry tone.

"What do you mean by that?!"

"What do you mean by 'give me a good time and then tell me'? You mean you won't tell me unless I give you a good time, right?"

click!

As soon as he finished speaking, Watson, who had not yet recovered from the other party's logic, heard the sound of broken bones in his right hand.

What followed was extreme pain as broken bones were mixed with muscles and nerves under the torque.

"Damn it! You look down on my interrogation methods?!"

click!

"Does that mean you look down on me?"

click!

"You look down on men, don't you?"

click!