Liu Zijun reloaded the bullets, held the gun in his backhand, and ignored the survivors, but walked straight towards Beibei.

The pitch-black muzzle of the gun was directly against her forehead.

Even with a gun pointed at her head, Beibei's face remained calm and her eyes were as cold as ever.

"Don't you dare shoot."

Beibei said directly, "So cool that I have no friends."

She looked to be in her forties, a little overweight, not well maintained, with rough skin and even some bald spots.

It's the image of an ordinary middle-aged woman who should be carrying a basket to buy vegetables.

But, at this moment, his eyes and tone inexplicably gave off the demeanor of an unrivaled powerhouse.

The most powerful person in the world is the aunt.

Liu Zijun looked at the woman in her forties in silence, tilted his head slightly, and admitted it reluctantly.

"Yes, I didn't dare to shoot, and I didn't receive any orders to shoot. I just wanted to get that thing."

Talking...

Bang!

She suddenly fired, but the muzzle of the gun was not aimed at Beibei's head.

Instead, a bullet hit Song Leisen's leg.

“Hammer!”

The bullet penetrated his thigh muscle and the aorta, and blood spurted out.

Song Leisen was like a fish thrown onto the shore, covering his thigh and suppressing a roar. The severe pain made him want to struggle, but he was afraid that the wound would get worse, so he twisted on the ground.

"I'll kill your husband first."

Liu Zijun said with the same expressionless face.

When women get cruel, they are really unreasonable.

The two women were competing with each other in cruelty, which made Chu Yao very distressed, but he could do nothing.

He always felt that Beibei, this woman, seemed to have a way to counterattack.

But for some reason, I am suppressing and enduring.

"Have you been implanted with a chip?"

Beibei glanced at the injury on her husband's leg, frowned slightly, raised her head and looked at Liu Zijun.

Implant a chip?

Hearing these key words, Chu Yao's heart skipped a beat.

I vaguely remember seeing it in a book. This is the method used by the mechanical clan, and everything can be a machine.

The mechanical race is a combination of carbon-based organisms and silicon-based organisms. In layman's terms, it is a combination of flesh and blood and intelligent technology.

A peculiar and powerful ethnic group.

Their bodies can be very weak, and their average physical fitness is only equivalent to that of a human baby around five years old.

But when combined with the power of mechanical technology, it can also become indestructible.

The weakest mechanical warrior is the mecha warrior. His small body is covered in a high-strength alloy mecha, which allows him to perform many unexpected actions.

The superior of the mecha warrior is the mechanical puppeteer. A mechanical puppeteer can produce many puppets in large quantities, and may even form a puppet army like a steel torrent.

And above the mechanical puppeteer is the chip maker.

Like the Zerg Queen, the chip maker is the "mother" of the mechanical race, responsible for continuously producing chips and instilling combat awareness.

[Implanting chips] is one of the mechanical race's secret means of invading humans.

Using special secret methods, chips are implanted into people's brains, producing a 100% brainwashing effect, mass-producing slaves and spies.

However, such methods are prone to side effects, and I haven't seen them for a long time.

After all, the human brain will continue to evolve, but chips cannot upgrade and iterate on their own.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's the sixth generation chip, right?"

"It's already possible to control brain waves 100%."

Beibei said again.

Liu Zijun's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly, and he even showed a little panic.

I didn’t expect that this scientist could reveal the deepest secret in just one sentence.

The existence of the sixth-generation chip is still top secret. The meaning of top secret is that the news that this weapon has been successfully developed has not yet been obtained by humans.

But at this moment, Beibei saw through it.

Her wrist trembled, and her brain seemed to receive some signal, and her index finger had already pressed the trigger.

kill!

Silence!

This matter has a higher priority than even getting “that thing”.

However, the next second...

Beibei tapped her finger lightly.

In his hand was a remote control-like gadget.

drop……

boom!

It wasn't the sound of a bomb exploding.

But... the sound of a head exploding.

Liu Zijun's entire head exploded like a watermelon hit by a sledgehammer weighing over a hundred pounds.

The headless corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

The scene is extremely terrifying.

Beibei wiped the blood splattered on her face, shook her head, and muttered softly to herself.

"Sixth generation chip?"

“In fact, I cracked it a long time ago.”

…

This scene and these words left Chu Yao dumbfounded, his blood boiling, yet completely confused.

Is this the fucking world of scientists?

It's really scary.

Headshot!

Just shoot it in the head with decisiveness!

There was a sentence in my textbook when I was a child: Science and technology are the primary combat power.

Chu Yao didn't take it seriously at the time, thinking that personal strength was the most amazing thing.

And now... I've never seen anything like this in my life.

However, looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Chu Yao moved his lips, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask a question.

"Aunt Bei, since you've already cracked it, why didn't you take action earlier?"

Beibei squatted down and carefully treated Song Leisen's wound. When she heard Chu Yao's words, she didn't even raise her head and said lightly: "Because I was just calculating her brain wave frequency in my mind."

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