Chapter 1027

I'm a little tired. Really?

The rain is still going on. My clothes are all wet. Even my underpants are also wet. They stick to my skin. I feel very uncomfortable.

I want to go home and take a hot bath.

Actually, I just sat down slowly. On the apron, there was water on the ground, and it was very cold. In less than half a minute, my buttocks would be numb. But that's not a big deal.

Jack looked at me in disbelief. "What are you doing! Let's go

"No, let's not go now, Jack. Let's sit here for a while and let me think about it."

"What do you want to do! You see, the trauma team has come to collect the corpses for Saburo, and the armed floating car of Osaka is coming. If we don't go, are we waiting for them to beat us to pieces with machine guns? "

"Yes, you let them try to see if they start first or we go first."

Jack really deserves to be a good brother. He must have broken down at this time, but he is still willing to stay with me.

Of course, it's more selfish to think that if the story doesn't have me as the "leading role", there's no need to go on. I think that if God pays enough attention to the script at this time, he may provide us with a warm shelter to avoid the pursuit of floating cars in the sky.

But no.

because of the great fear of death, Jack forced me into Asaka Miro's floating car half compulsively. The interior trim of the car was just mad and splintered by me. But after all, I was a weak woman with only three physical strength. I could not really cut off the steel with a samurai sword. The overall structure of the floating car was intact, hiding here, and avoiding the eye liner of the sky patrol.

Cyan building has been blocked in the red alarm, which is a mess, but Jack and I are enjoying the rain.

How romantic, if in the first 20 years of my life, there was such a rich man willing to drive such a luxury float car to pick me up to see the rainy night city, I might have had to loosen my belt at that time. Of course, rich people at least have to grow in my aesthetic range, Jack, the flying rocker at the back of your head

Come on, what's a jerk thinking.

Even if I am now convinced that I live in a false world, but my people are not very tall.

"V, I didn't expect that we would die here."

"Yes. Guess what, I said a long time ago, there's something wrong with this mission. "

"As a result, you're still right. Blame me. I'm in a hurry."

"It's no use blaming anyone, Jack. Believe it or not, you're just a programmed program. You're not a living person at all. "

"What are you talking about?" Jack was a little angry. "Damn, there's no need to start cursing me now, right?"

"No, I'm serious, Jack. Do you have to wait a moment, I took you all the way back to the first floor?"

"I don't remember. Just now we took the goods and Lai Xuan came. We have to hide in the wall. "

"You see, you're missing a memory."

"Damn, if so, what the hell are we living for?"

"I don't know. I don't know at all. There's no point in living. "

"Are you willing to die? First of all, I'm not willing to live. I haven't taken my mother to live a good life. I want to save some money. Later, I'll talk with misty. Hey, you know. "

"Well, I wish I had a glass of wine."

"Don't say, it's true. The old man, sanro, has the best whisky in the car. Would you like a drink?"

"It must be."

Jack and I were hiding in the cluttered float car, drinking a whole bottle of whiskey, and each was a little drunk.

Jack began to sing. I didn't know he could sing. It seems that the journey of death inspired all his passion.

Gotchromeinma'bloodstream!

gotahardwire metal soul!

i'mcravenseriousaction!

that smack, dragrunkenbrawl! (drink too much, make a scene! ）

I cheered, "Hey, hey! Listen, listen! Ladies and gentlemen, it's chippin 'in!

Jack laughed. "That's right, that's right! 5. Sing together

Chipin'in-gotmyback to the wall!

Chipin'in-c'monhearma'call

in combination - come on, listen to me!

Chippin'In-I'mthemanofsteelIn combination - I am the body of steel!

Chipin'in-fuckin'feel it

in combination - it's a damn feeling!

I'm real!

I'm real!

……

After singing, Jack and I wake up. It's cold like cold rain and electricity. It shakes us from our lethargy and drunkenness, so we really wake up.

Whoa, I need to catch my breath. To be honest, I was so depressed just now. It's not necessary, is it?

Let me think about the way out: there must be.

If this is a play, then there must be a key plot. This key plot is the driving force to promote the development of the plot. As long as I can find and complete it, maybe jack can escape the fate of death.

Here is a simple game - if according to common sense, Jack and I should try to escape, and then face dozens of enemies in this process. We have no weapons, so it's too difficult to win. In this process, Jack has a great chance of being shot.

Let me recall the dead Jack in my dream. He was shot in the waist and abdomen. The wound was very serious. He was pierced by kinetic energy bullet. The caliber was absolutely not small. He was either hit by the automatic fort or by the machine gun of the armed float. That is, almost now. It was at this moment that I realized clearly that Jack's death was imminent. If he doesn't change, he will die.

So what's the key point of the story?

Is it our goods?

"Jack, look at the chip!"

Relic chips have to be kept at a certain temperature. When the suitcase is taken out of the safe, the freshness of the chips drops rapidly - in theory, but because I didn't promote the plot, the chip integrity is still 100%.

Let me guess: in order to avoid the pursuit, Jack and I spent too long in this building, so the integrity of the chip dropped rapidly. In order to ensure the completion of the task, we had to insert the chip into our own interface

"Yes, very likely, very likely, Jack, open the box and let me do the last try!"

Such a big box, the chip inside is only half finger long, it radiates beautiful rose red light. It's a cutting-edge technology that can preserve the consciousness of the human brain in transmission, and it's the secret of the rich people's eternal life.

Now, I'm going to connect it to my neural network. I hope it doesn't make trouble.

"How's it going?" Jack has a nervous face.

I didn't notice anything unusual. I just tried to get into the ice wall of the float again.

This time, the invisible barrier disappeared. Although the ice itself was still very thick, I still tried to break a hole on it. The float received the command, the cabin door was closed, the jet hole ejected sapphire blue working fluid, and we slowly lifted off.

Really, it worked!