The attack failed, so the robots on the roof turned their attention to the soft-top coupe spliced in front of the armored bus. Then his gaze continued to the leading car, which didn't look that hard either.
A robot separated from the crowded companions and was about to accelerate to take off.
The welding robot arm quietly stretched out and moved slightly toward the roof of the car.
"Zizzizi——"
The entire roof of the armored bus became a huge welded plate. The robot, which was used as a welding "component", was overcharged, and its internal integrated circuit components were overloaded and burned out. Smoke comes out of the seven holes and discharge occurs in the joints. Like a puppet with its strings cut off, it fell to the ground.
It's like a human barricade being thrown down from an armored bus. The car behind quickly changed lanes to avoid it. There are also cases where the sight is blocked and the vehicle cannot evade, causing a tire to pop up and a vehicle to lose control and roll over, resulting in a tragic car accident.
"Mr. Commander, they are going to attack the soft-top sports car in front!" The female photographer who stepped on the accelerator finally followed.
"I know, Ms. Curtis." Wu Chen didn't panic at all: "Please hurry up and finish the shooting."
"Okay, I understand." The female photographer took a deep breath to stabilize her emotions. Quickly press the shutter of the professional camera mounted on the passenger window to faithfully record the scene of the robot attacking humans.
In fact, from the moment the science fiction concept of "robot" was born, speculation about whether robots will replace humans has never stopped. From the well-known Asimov's "Three Laws of Robotics" to the more scientific Turing test. Whether it is the real world or the world of science fiction plots, whether robots are intelligent life forms and whether they can replace humans has become an eternal theme. Both sides hold their own positions and have been arguing for many years with no results.
The female photographer who is obsessed with capturing classic scenes is unknowingly immersed in it. I didn't realize that the Fiat was getting closer and closer.
“Bang——” The robot that smashed the soft top of the sports car from mid-air was bounced away like a cannonball, catching everyone including the female photographer by surprise. This is not a convertible that can be broken with just one scratch. It is simply made of the legendary Ballistic Nylon!
Ballistic nylon is a high-strength nylon cloth. Originally developed by DuPont for use as body armor for World War II pilots. Nylon's name explains its origin, its purpose was to protect pilots from damage caused by bullets and shell impacts. It is widely used in the lining of automobile tires and military bulletproof vests. After long-term research and development and improvement, it is popular in the fields of military and high-end outdoor products in various countries. It is even used to make bullet-proof stockings that cannot be torn or cut, do not snag, ball, fall off or fall off the crotch, are as thin as wings and can be used as a lifeline in an emergency!
Staring at the trajectory of the robot that collapsed into the sky, the female photographer hurriedly changed lanes to avoid it.
"Be careful-" Wu Chen smiled and flicked his tail.
The long Fiat swung its tail like a dragon and swept across all lanes.
"Bang-bang-bang-" The armored bus swept past, and the supermarket trucks were knocked over one by one like bowling balls. All the robots that jumped on the roof of the car were swept to the ground, and were crushed by the rear end of the car swinging back and forth. The rear of the Fiat swept away the pursuers from behind, and then headed straight towards the Fiat 500L of the female photographer who was hiding far away in the outer lane.
"Mr. Wu!" The female shipyard owner suddenly turned pale after witnessing the tragedy that was about to take place.
However, a magical scene happened.
Dazzled eyes. The female photographer's Fiat 500L actually... actually stuck to the rear of the Fiat. Why was it thrown back with it?
Then there is no more. When the rear of the car was straightened, the entire Fiat 500L was missing.
"What...is going on?" The female shipyard owner felt that everything in front of her was beyond her comprehension. And this ambiguous cat-and-mouse game with Wu Chen was far beyond her control. The uncontrollable curiosity even overshadowed the fear in my heart. The Italian proverb "Curiosity killed the cat" probably refers to this situation.
"Mrs. Pala, do you see clearly?" Wu Chen's relaxed inquiry sounded on the intercom.
"Although I really want to doubt it, I must admit that I saw it." After a moment of hesitation, the female shipyard owner chose to follow her heart.
"Okay, please read on." After saying that, Wu Chen switched to the channel of the female commentator: "Elizabeth, please reply if you hear it."
"Sir, I'm always behind you. Please rest assured that your car is safe and sound." The female commentator firmly fulfilled the contract. This is also the "contract spirit" that Western business society once highly advocated.
"Please follow me." Wu Chen continued.
"Okay, sir." The female commentator had no doubts at all. Although her line of sight was blocked by the female shipyard owner's yacht trailer and supermarket delivery truck, and because she concentrated on avoiding them, she did not see the magical scene that happened to the female photographer. So she didn't know what Wu Chen wanted her to do. She simply thought that Wu Chen wanted her to keep up with the team to prevent accidental injuries. That's all.
Wu Chen switched back to the channel of the female shipyard owner: "Mrs. Pala, please don't blink this time."
"Okay, Mr. Wu." What else could the female shipyard owner say. Her whole body was on the verge of dizziness and confusion (the San value is crazy, my lord). Because this is a supernatural phenomenon that she cannot understand.
While the dragon swung its tail, he swept away all the pursuers. The female commentator sped up to catch up, preparing to keep pace with Wu Chen. When her eyes passed over the spliced body of the armored bus, the female commentator discovered that what had previously looked like a flatbed truck transporting sports cars from a distance now seemed to be a sports car spliced together?
"Huh?" Before the female commentator could take a closer look, a sports car suddenly lowered its electric window. Although the modern girl driving a sports car still wore sunglasses, the female commentator still recognized her identity. She was a socialite dressed in a brand-name haute couture dress who brought a box full of cash for Wu Chen.
However, when the socialite took off her sunglasses and met her eyes, the female commentator was stunned.
What's even weirder is that this face that is exactly like his own is quickly approaching him.
By the time the female commentator suddenly woke up, the body of the Fiat, which was swinging its tail, had already hit her.
The screen flickered. The female shipyard owner, who had not missed any detail, suddenly stopped worrying. Because she had determined that she had met a group of people far beyond her knowledge. And this group of people is the so-called "Flying Squad." Could it be from the future? Many imaginations and speculations began to sprout in the wild mind of the female shipyard owner.
Until he was awakened by Wu Chen: "Mrs. Pala, do you want to experience it for yourself?"
"Of course, Mr. Wu." When the female shipyard owner said this, her heart became determined: "How can you miss such a magical thing?"
In fact, she had no choice at all. Instead of giving up halfway, it is better to go on firmly. There may be unexpected gains. What's more, she was convinced that Wu Chen was not a bad person and had no ill intentions. So, what is there to lose?
The worst thing is that my Fiat 642 RN2 Bartoletti yacht trailer is not inferior in any way.
The female shipyard owner firmly stepped on the accelerator and accelerated towards the Fiat.
When she saw that the Fiat 500L driven by the missing female photographer and the Fiat Ducato concept camper driven by the female commentator were magically spliced into the long body of the Fiat, the female shipyard owner immediately felt relieved.
When she drove the Fiat 642 RN2 Bartoletti yacht trailer to catch up with the front of the Fiat and looked at each other through the window with Wu Chen, the remaining half of the female shipyard owner's worries came to an end. Wu Chen's eyes were clear and his mind was transparent. It is simply the embodiment of justice.
"Sir, please begin."
