Betrayed by his family and burdened with debt, Fang Ming lives in a constant state of confusion, believing his future is bleak.
But one day, he wakes up to find that the apocalypse has arrive...
"You...what did you do to me! Why am I here!?"
"Oh, by the way, where is my child? The child...is missing!"
"Let me go! Assholes, why are you staring at me? Wuuuu...let us go..."
The young woman had tears in her eyes and looked haggard and lifeless. Fang Ming retracted his shadow tentacles and watched her collapse on the spot.
He squatted down, lifted her chin, and marveled inwardly.
It's really interesting that a monster who kills without blinking an eye can recover in an instant to look like the weak young woman in front of him.
The young woman looked a little overwhelmed. She let Fang Ming do what he wanted and stared at him blankly.
Suddenly, she grabbed Fang Ming's hand and bit his wrist tightly, as if to vent her madness.
She felt as if she had bitten a stone, and a sharp pain came from the gum nerves. She suddenly shook Fang Ming's arm away.
The young woman looked at herself in a daze, covered in blood. There were three corpses lying on the ground, with blood and internal organs everywhere...
How could her child exist in such a bloody and desperate place? There was only a perverted murderer!
She yelled in a mental breakdown, "I will fight you beasts!"
The young woman suddenly picked up the half of the steel pipe on the ground, stood up with a tired look, looked at Fang Ming in front of her with a playful expression, and finally her rationality was overwhelmed by despair. She raised the steel pipe high...
There was a movement in the darkness behind me.
Soon, she was stunned by the sound of a baby crying.
A robot jumped down from the roof, holding a crying child in his arms, and stood behind Fang Ming. A strange electronic sound rang out.
"The child seemed to be hungry. I tried to feed her motor oil, but she cried even harder."
Fang Ming did not turn around to speak, but just looked at the steel rod raised high in front of him and smiled with his eyes narrowed.
Bang!
The steel rod rolled weakly on the ground for several rounds. The hysterical young woman knelt at Fang Ming's feet with a terrified expression.
"I'm sorry..." She held Fang Ming's hand tightly, tears in her eyes, and begged bitterly, "Please give the child back to me, no matter what you do, the child is innocent..."
Fang Ming turned around blankly and looked at A'erqi, "Do I look scary?"
A'erqi handed the baby to Fang Ming, and said humbly, "You look very handsome."
The little brother in his arms... no, it should be the little sister who was crying loudly because of hunger, and the crying sound could be heard from far away in the dark night.
Fang Ming handed the child to the young woman and watched her take it with fear and hold it tightly in her arms.
“Don’t let the child starve.”
Don’t let your children starve, don’t let your children starve...Yes, children are the most important!
The child in her arms was crying loudly because of the smell of her mother's blood and was about to faint from hunger.
The young woman gritted her teeth, tore open a corner of her tattered, bloody clothes, and held the child.
Soon, her brows frowned in pain, the crying of the child in her arms gradually faded away, and her anxious heart finally calmed down.
She couldn't help but glance sideways at this scary and strange man, and couldn't help feeling a little scared.
Suddenly, Fang Ming whispered something in her ear, as if instructing her.
The night wind blew through the darkness, and the whistling sound made people feel cold.
The young woman covered the child in her arms, hesitated for a moment, and slowly said, "I am Wu Xiaoqin."
There was a rustling sound in the darkness, and the beautiful and soft face frowned again.
…
The roar of the motorcycle pierced the silence of the darkness. Fang Ming rode his motorcycle madly in the safe zone.
In fact, Fang Ming was just sitting on the car to show off. Acceleration, emergency braking and drifting were all done by Archie. Fang Ming even had time to drink a bottle of soy milk.
"You have to maintain my fuselage when you go back, otherwise it can be towed back for repair."
Fang Ming sipped the soy milk in two gulps and said, "Can't you clean it yourself? There is enough lubricant."
"You are somewhat embarrassing for a robot."
"We'll talk about it when the time comes."
The motorcycle stopped at a residential area near the office building. Fang Ming checked the time and disappeared from the spot like a shadow.
…
Of course, the residences of people in high positions like Lin Ruolan need to be closely guarded.
Perhaps the law enforcement team was seriously understaffed, and after prior targeted reconnaissance, the arsonists were surprised to find that there were only a handful of guards in the entire residential area.