Earth Destruction Plan

　　 Hao Zhi held the saber and looked at Xiaobing in horror. His mind quickly searched for countless possibilities, but none of them could explain why a robot would bleed?

At first he thought it was just some kind of motor oil, but soon realized that it was nothing but blood, human blood, thick, bright, with a faint fishy smell, from under the scratched simulated skin, It flows out slowly, looking so dazzling on her white neck.

　　 "Are you... are you a human or a machine?" Hao Zhi stammered to Xiaobing.

　　 "Of course it's a robot!" Xiaobing also felt something flowing on her neck. She stretched out her hand and touched it and saw the red hand, showing a curious look.

　　 "It seems that you don't know that you will bleed!"

　　 "I don't have any information about my body structure in my own database, and I thought I was just assembled from man-made materials..." Xiaobing rubbed the blood on his fingers, which was slippery.

　　 "In other words, Xu Zhe concealed something about your true identity!"

　　 "Why did he hide it? Are you afraid of being stolen by others?" Xiaobing asked curiously.

"I know!" A voice came from behind, and Song Xiaojia stunned Jin Hu, came up with a knife, and stood opposite Hao Zhi. ..."

　　 She turned around and said to Xiaobing: "It is very possible that you are not a robot at all, you are part of the human body and a composite of machines! So those human organs need blood to maintain nutrition and activity!"

"Human organs?" Hao Zhi was stunned. "When we first saw Xiaobing in the laboratory, she hadn't been covered with artificial skin. We had all seen the inside. They were all machines. How could there be any human body? part?"

　　 "Oh, you can't use your brain? Your brain?" Song Xiaojia simply picked the words out and poked Hao Zhi's forehead with a finger.

　　 Hao Zhi just stared at him: "You mean..."

　　 "Fool, she is Wang Yanke!" Song Xiaojia put his mouth on Hao Zhi's ear and whispered.

"Huh?" Hao Zhi's stupid head finally turned around. Yes, the ghost said that when Air Force One was killed, two people were still alive, if one of them was possessed by Xu Zhe. As for the virus, that other person is Wang Yanke!

　　 The plane is about to explode, and Xu Zhe can only sit down in the narrow escape pod. With Wang Yanke's smart brain, would she think of another way to escape?

　　Since her body was dead at the time and she didn't feel any pain, is there a possibility that Xu Zhe took away only her head at the same time? No matter what method Xu Zhe used, Wang Yanke's smart brain was saved anyway. After he returned to the base, Wang Yanke's brain was transplanted into the robot Xiaobing...

　　 In this way, Wang Yanke, in a practical sense, is really not dead yet!

　　 Hao Zhi gasped in an instant, God, what kind of thing is this?

　　 He opened his eyes instantly, "You said she is..."

But when that sentence was half said, he was stopped by Song Xiaojia's eyes. He also immediately understood that Xiaobing did not realize his identity at all, indicating that Wang Yanke's memory has not yet awakened. If you remind her, as a person Can she accept normal human beings?

For the first time, I woke up and found that I had become a living dead. This time, it was like sleeping again. When I woke up, I became a robot, and my body was already dead. Will Wang Yanke’s spirit? Broke down, who knows?

The two were talking in low voices, but they didn’t notice that Xiaobing didn’t care about it. In her eyes, there was only one way to perform tasks. At the moment when Song Xiaojia and Hao Zhi relaxed, she turned around and looked like Rush to the President of South Korea like an arrow from the string!

　　 "Not good! Danger..." Song Xiaojia turned his back to Xiaobing. Hao Zhi saw all this in his eyes. When he wanted to chase him, it was too late!

　　 The South Korean president didn’t even have time to be afraid. He saw a golden light flying towards his front door, and the black war knife pierced the air and pierced his chest fiercely...

　　 "Kacha! Pooh..." Xiaobing glanced intently, and it was Hao Zhi who stood in front of him!

　　 He used his jump ability to block the knife!

　　 And that battle knife has been stabbed straight through his right chest! The blood flowed down the blade, Hao Zhi expression was painful, but he gritted his teeth and raised his hands, grabbed the back of the blade, Xiaobing tried to withdraw the blade, but couldn't move it!

　　 "You, why are you..."

　　 "Wake up, you are not a robot that only obeys orders!" Hao Zhi shuddered, biting his molars and calling her.

Xiaobing stepped back two steps in horror. Looking at her hands, the artificial skin was stained with Hao Zhi’s blood. It was different from the blood she had just seen. This time, she clearly felt a certain shock. It was hidden in In the depths of Wang Yanke's brain, her feelings for Hao Zhi are at work. She instinctively feels anguish pain, but she can't find the reason!

"Hao...Master, how are you going to block this knife?" Xiaobing stared at Hao Zhi, who was seriously injured in front of him. He was already unsteady, feeling that his strength was quickly disappearing, kneeling weakly, and holding the sword in his hands. Refused to let go.

　　 "This is the foundation of being a human being. When you understand, you will no longer be a machine!" Hao Zhi forced a smile.

　　 "I am not a robot? Then who am I?"

"A person who is important to all of us...!" Hao Zhi slumped to the ground, and the South Korean president quickly squatted down and hugged him, looking at the saber inserted deep into his chest, calling his subordinates loudly and asking. Is there a doctor who can think of a way.

"I, what happened to me..." Xiaobing took two steps back in panic~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There was a large area of ​​chaos in her program system. As part of the machine, Xu Zhe's orders must be executed. As Wang Yanke’s part, she put her love and dependence on Hao Zhi first. She squatted down with her head in her arms, and her severe headache made her scream!

　　 The part of Wang Yanke in Xiaobing’s memory flashes like a movie, one frame after another, like a distant picture in a dark space, vivid but fuzzy...

　　 When the two met for the first time in the class three years ago, Hao Zhi clumsily dumped her pen and water...

For three years, on the same table, one is listening and the other is sleeping. While listening to the class, Wang Yanke drew out a tissue and wiped off the saliva that Hao Zhi shed. He was dreaming, and Wang Yanke couldn't help but talk. Dumbfounded...

　　 In winter, he put his hands under his armpit to heat, reached into the pocket of the table, and grabbed Wang Yanke's hand...

　　 In summer, he took her to the apiary to steal honey and made sweet honey water for her...

　　 Until recently, in the Di Ling elevator, chased by zombies, on the out-of-control subway, the two always faced all the catastrophes hand in hand, and Hao Zhi desperately went to all his efforts to revive her.

　　On Air Force One, the two men held hands to eliminate the danger of the plane, embraced and jumped into the engine of the plane. In that thrilling desperate situation, they were mandarin ducks who depended on each other...

When he fell from a height of 10,000 meters, he jumped down without hesitation and chased him in the air. When the two of them were about to fall to death, he hugged Wang Yanke tightly and placed himself underneath. moment……

　　 But now, as if she had a big dream, she seemed to be able to hear the sound of every gear turning in her body. The voice was cold and indifferent, walking without emotion. What happened in this, this?