A green light flashed in front of the window, accompanied by a violent metal impact. This was the mechanical doll controlled by Gu Bin, but now it has run out of oil and lights.

According to the last order issued by Gu Bin, the doll guarded the window of the duty room, as if facing the Spartan warriors who were attacking thousands of troops, and would not retreat.

The attacks of the other two mechanical dolls have almost made it fall apart. The fight between these dolls is nothing fancy. The simple thing is to go around and kick each other, and the mouth and teeth are all together, so the fight is very straightforward and thick.

One of the arm of Mechanical Bonnie was completely twisted. This was just slapped by Mechanical Freddy, but at the same time, Mechanical Chica's forehead was also smoldered. These dolls didn't talk about "past love" at all when they fought.

In the duty room, Zhao Yan's work has reached the last step.

"Adjust, correct...restore." The laptop became hot like a stove, and such a huge operating load was about to completely destroy it.

Even though Zhao Yan did not regard this computer as a carrier of all data, but used it as a tool for intervention, this ultra-high efficiency operation has already overloaded it. Judging from the current situation, it is basically going to be scrapped.

The last command was issued, and he no longer needed to perform any operations next. Zhao Yan had already done everything he could do.

He threw the computer down, got up and ran towards the window of the duty room. He now had to support Gu Bin. It was too forced to hold him to confront three dolls with one person. Moreover, in the hall, there was almost no sound of Gu Bin fighting, except for the sound of mechanical dolls fighting each other. Zhao Yan was very worried about this.

The flares in the hall suddenly went out, something completely destroyed it, and there was a dimness in front of me.

Realizing that the situation was not good, Zhao Yan immediately took out the flare launcher, quickly installed a shot, and was about to shoot out the window.

A sudden movement came from the ground ahead, and Zhao Yan was shocked. However, in a blink of an eye, something rushed from the top of the sky!

Suddenly, Zhao Yan had no time to react and knocked the thing to the ground, slid two meters away, and hit the wall. The signal in his hand was thrown to some unknown place.

Blood in his chest was like a spring, and Zhao Yan felt dizzy in front of him. In just less than half a second, a deep bone-deep scar was cut on his chest. His clothes and equipment and armor inside were broken. In the face of the other party's hunger attack, they were as fragile as paper.

A familiar figure appeared in the duty room. Unlike before, this time its body emitted a bright light, which was a reflection of metal.

Fox Doll Fox...

Or the mechanical fox Fox!

Zhao Yan never expected that he would see it again. This doll that had obviously been destroyed by his power was modified and repaired. Zhao Yan looked straight into its eyes and found that there was no such cunning spirit in it, and replaced it with a deep and dead spirit.

Sure enough, the child's soul in Fox's body had left, perhaps in the body of the remnant fox.

Without giving Zhao Yan a breath, the pure mechanical fox rushed over like a hungry wolf, with an incredibly fast speed.

The hands crossed into sharp claws, barely blocking the mechanical Fox hook. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that it was a sickle.

Gritting his teeth and taking two steps back, Zhao Yan changed his left hand into a black sharp blade, gritted his teeth and aimed at Fox's chest and stabbed it out.

His condition had fallen to a low point. After these two movements, the blood in his chest was even more surging. Zhao Yan felt that he could not breathe normally. He felt that his chest was about to explode when he was breathing.

He couldn't even use potions and props, and he believed that this mechanical doll wouldn't give him such a chance.

In the chaos, Zhao Yan forgot a very important thing, that is, the one he faced was not a normal creature, but a completely lifeless mechanical creature. When he reacted, it was too late.

The black blade successfully broke through the opponent's steel skin and pierced into the mechanical Fox's chest. However, immediately afterwards, an arm stretched out from the side and stuck Zhao Yan's left hand tightly.

On Fox's other arm, the iron hook that had been transformed into a sickle was cut from the side like a decapitation knife. Zhao Yan gritted his teeth and raised his right hand, and his black claws stood up, trying to block this attack.

"Crack!"

A cold touch came from his throat, which was almost an instant incident. He saw that his claws had lost a lot, and he felt difficulty breathing.

His vision began to blur. Zhao Yan twisted his left hand hard, and the black blade immediately created a hole in the mechanical Fox's chest, and his body staggered backwards.

His thinking is blank. Zhao Yan can't imagine his current face. He probably has been distorted into something he doesn't know what he looks like, right?

He raised his right hand, which had already returned to its original state, and tried his best to cover the gap in his neck. The slippery and warm blood oozed out from his fingers and could not cover it anymore.

He couldn't hold it anymore.

An explosion seemed to be heard not far away, and then Zhao Yan felt as if he had seen a large fog spread, perhaps an illusion?

He leaned weakly against the wall, watching Mechanical Fox come over, swinging his sharp sickle and embedded it deeply into his shoulder. The armor had a little effect at this time, and his arm was cut off without letting him get cut off.

Influenced by the power, Zhao Yan sat on the ground in a mess. He saw Fox open his mouth, and the alien-shaped tongue inside kept sweeping.

Zhao Yan seemed to have touched something in his left hand. Seeing that the terrifying mouth reached down, he gritted his teeth and raised his left hand, stuffed the entire arm and the things in his palm into Fox's mouth. He could not even feel the pain, and his consciousness was moving away from him.

With all his last bit of strength, Zhao Yan pulled the trigger of the signal in his hand.

As if he was in flames, the hot high temperature burst out in the body of Mechanical Fox. The hole in his chest seemed to become a catharsis port. The dazzling light seemed to dispel the phantoms in front of Zhao Yan.

The inside of the machine was fragile, but in a few seconds, the big mouth that was biting his left hand tightly released. However, Zhao Yan didn't want to see his left hand, which was not braised pig's trotter. Braised human hands would only make people disgusted, let alone his own hands.

He lay down weakly, but a strange light emanated from his eyes, and the black and white eyeballs reflected the pictures on the computer screen, like two running computer screens.

The blank is being filled.

The last little blank is being filled.

...

The ashtray was filled with cigarette butts.

Xu Qing didn't smoke tonight. He seemed to use these cigarettes as a timer. The two sentries patrolling the streets have passed by him for many times. They probably have regarded him as an idiot or a mentally retarded.

They watched the man keep lighting a cigarette, then clamped it on his fingers, without smoking a sip. Once it burned his hand, he would throw it down and then lit the next cigarette.

Xu Qing looked at his friend list blankly.

Waiting is always the most harsh. He has never been to the battlefield and has always had an inexplicable yearning for such things. He once thought that that was where men should go.

After hearing his remarks, the veteran who brought him almost didn't beat him up. It was not that he could not beat him, but that Xu Qing had the highest degree of respect for such veterans who had been on the battlefield. Some people have said that he was born to be a soldier, and he would be the king of soldiers in his life!

God's fucking soldier king.

Xu Qing thought it was funny. Where did you see the King of Soldiers and his family smashed the bulldozers and excavators into powder?

He remembered that veteran once told him that he said that the most terrible thing in the world is waiting.

"Waiting is what people are most afraid of doing. Whether it is to let others wait for you or you wait for others, you can make you scared and terrified."

People will never know what kind of mood the person who is waiting for him is staying in a place motionless. Xu Qing has realized it now that he feels like he is going crazy.

Time passed by little by little. He even wanted to pour himself a bottle of wine. Then when he woke up, he could see the two busy people quarreling in the living room outside. He walked out, talked with them with a smile, and lit a cigarette. At this time, Gu Yisheng would come out and order himself to open the window.

He was happy to live such a life. Even if the future was unclear and was full of various unstable factors, it made him feel an atmosphere that had been completely gone away from him.

Home.

This concept of relying on a house but different from a house became his nightmare for a time, but at the same time, it became his last sustenance for life.

The friend column changed, and Xu Qing's body seemed to be electrocuted. He quickly searched inside. He hoped that this was just a player who added a friend to offline or went online.

Things went against my wishes.

The numbers in the friend list changed, from 33 to 32, an id appeared at the bottom, from gray to black, and the word "nightmare" on it seemed to be engraved on the tombstone. Xu Qing felt that they were almost embedded in his eyes.

He stood up, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and lit it.

In front of the two guards, he took out his ****, stood up and walked step by step towards the other end of the street.

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Chapter completed!