"Do you know how big bosses talk?"
"how?"
"Kind, considerate, watertight, with a smoothness that makes it hard for you to make a mistake. They have a magical ability to turn wrong into right, black into white, and make words that hurt you seem like they are for you. For your own sake." Thomas Bellit was shaving his beard as he spoke, using a dirty knife. "I discovered this 'skill' of theirs when I was fired five years ago. It's so amazing. Your imagination. He told me that the development of automatic machinery and AI is now at its peak. Due to pressure from shareholders, we have to consider laying off some magnet control technicians. I said boss, you can’t do this, I am an old technician! Those newcomers only rely on loyalty. Things can go wrong when doing physical work, and we have to consider production safety!
The boss is a reasonable boss. He thought of a way for the old employees to survive. Guess what it was? "
Jenny Harper's eyes followed the shaving knife, looking from the man's left hand, through his weathered dark-skinned face, to his shining alloy right arm, which was slightly four times as thick as a normal person.
The prosthetics of the "new generation of skilled workers" are large in size, have few functions and have many safety risks. They are outdated gadgets that have been kicked out of the market long ago. This old arm must have been privately modified. The evidence is that the purple-light muzzle is exposed in the center of the square fist. This gadget, which looks small and exquisite compared to the prosthetic body itself, is the electromagnetic gun special to the Xuanci State. Now it It was touching Jenny's temple.
"I guess..." Jenny swallowed and gave up her plan to press the alarm button quietly, "He suggested that you change to a prosthetic body?"
"Of course, old mechanics also need to upgrade to keep up with the times. So a bunch of guys and I used our annuities to buy new models of prosthetics produced in-house, and the boss gave us a huge discount that we are grateful for. I have to say The prosthetic body is quite convenient to use, but there is a small problem... the company issued new regulations within two months after we bought it, and threatening prosthetic bodies are not allowed to be installed without permission."
Thomas finished shaving and scratched his blue chin: "Just like that, I was kicked out of the company. I didn't get a penny in liquidated damages. I only had an empty wallet and a big arm. I I think I have to use my talents to find something to do. Are you right? Should I find something to do?"
There was a hint of threat in the man's words: "Find something to do with my fucking arm?!"
boom! boom! boom! The continuous roars caused the four-story building of the electromagnetic induction bank to shake slightly, and banknotes sprayed out from the damaged ATM, triggering bursts of crazy cheers. The former technicians fished for money and shouted, while the few customers squatted in the corner and shivered with guns pointed at their heads. Jenny didn't dare to answer, and Thomas slammed his prosthetic body against the glass window. After a loud bang, the bulletproof glass shattered into countless fragments, and a transparent rain fell in front of the bank counter.
Two minutes ago, a dozen burly men carrying their guns and "new generation skilled workers" stepped into this small bank built on the outskirts of Xianci State. Thomas and four accomplices were controlling employees and customers in the lobby. , the remaining ten people ran upstairs to look for the cash box. The robbery was crazy but fast. Jenny had just taken out a cone from the refrigerator when it all started. Now the ice cream has not melted, but is just covered with glass shards. Thomas Bellit looked at her threateningly, and she forced a flattering smile. "I think so."
"That's how it should be!" Thomas roared, "otherwise this thing would be useless!"
There was a deafening roar from upstairs. The robbers seemed to have finally opened the cash box. In the corner, an old man in red clothes touched the wall again and again, looking very uneasy. Toma's accomplice pointed the gun at his head and said rudely: "Be careful, old guy. If you move your head again, it will bloom."
Jenny swallowed nervously and looked at the old man with a stooped figure and sparse hair. His ears seemed to be not very good, so he touched the wall again before he spoke slowly: "I'm sorry, sir. I just wanted to say..."
"What did you say?" The robber poked his head with the muzzle of his gun.
"If you encounter difficulties..." the old man shrank his neck, "you can take... milder measures. Think about God's teachings..."
The robbers in the hall looked at each other and laughed loudly. Thomas laughed especially loudly.
"What would God say?" Thomas asked with a sideways glance, "Come on, tell me! Is there any teaching suitable for us?"
The old man raised his hands tremblingly, and the violent shaking made him look like a patient with Parkinson's disease. Jenny noticed that the hand was positioned very close to the gun.
"God will say..."
Under the gaze of everyone, the old man's weak voice suddenly stopped, as if the orchestra was muted when the aria was about to reach its climax. His dry palms grasped the barrel of the gun tightly, and the miniature submachine gun twisted violently from the front end, and the alloy felt like plasticine in his hands!
The old man's thin body burst out with incredible strength at this moment. His right knee bounced up like lightning, severely hitting the robber's lower body, and then his left leg side kicked him to the other end of the hall. Before the robber's face could deform due to pain, he fell down together with his unprepared accomplice 5 meters away. The weight of the adult man and the prosthetic arm combined with the old man's vigorous kicks caused both of them to fall into unconsciousness at the same time. The wall that he had been "touching" shattered at this moment, forming a door-like cavity, and the other customers rushed to escape!
"What the hell -" The third robber pulled the trigger, and the old man stepped forward, raised his palm, and pushed the muzzle of the submachine gun into the air. The sole of his right palm hit the robber's heart, and the muffled sound of hitting the flesh made Jenny's ears buzz. The robber vomited blood and fell down on the spot. The old man grabbed the submachine gun and pointed it at the astonished Toma.
"God will say." The old man continued his previous conversation, "Those who do evil will be punished. Those who are guilty will be judged."
There was a small silver cross dangling from the old man's neck. Thomas gasped, his voice becoming high-pitched due to nervousness: "Damn it! He is a priest!!"
"That's right, child." The old priest pulled off the cross on his chest, "Now is the time for you to repent."
The silver cross quickly unfolded in his hand, and in the blink of an eye it became a metal giant about the height of an adult man. The old priest jumped up with a huge cross on his shoulders and broke Thomas' prosthetic body in the middle with just one blow, smashing scrap metal as easily as a blacksmith with a hammer. The old priest kicked him into the wall and eliminated the last robber in the hall.
The gangsters on the second and third floors rushed to the lobby on the first floor at this moment. The leader of the robbers was wearing sunglasses and sweat could not stop flowing from his face. The old priest slammed the cross onto the ground, causing a deep hole in the marble floor. This move almost made the gangsters lose their sense of resistance.
The old priest's eyes glanced contemptuously at the gun in the robber's hand: "Are you going to challenge a priest with this little firepower?"
"...No." The robber in sunglasses said with difficulty, "Old man, we can't beat you. So let's talk about the terms." He held a small remote control in his hand, his thumb on the disturbing big red button. . "There is a magnetic bomb I set up somewhere two streets away. In just one second, the magnetic turbulence can send the town flying into the sky."
The old priest frowned: "It's not your job as a technician to do this."
"But the magnet field fired me, I should find something to do!" The robber in sunglasses smiled nervously, sweat streaked across his face and fell to the ground, "It's not too demanding, let us go. Within 1 minute. Give me the answer or I’ll push the button.”
An uncomfortable silence fell in the bank hall. The priest and the leader of the robbers looked at each other, and both sides were silently planning their next move. Jenny didn’t even dare to take a breath. After a brief silence, both sides spoke at the same time. "I..." "You..."
The shrill storm blew from outside the bank, the deafening explosion sounded like thunder, and the terrifying shock wave shattered the four glass walls at the same time!
Everyone looked at the hands of the robber in sunglasses, including himself. He hasn't pushed that button yet. The robber leader said in horror: "Holy shit, it's so powerful?!"
The next moment, a bullet from outside the door destroyed his remote control and penetrated his palm. A blond woman in a white coat flew in from outside the bank, her high heels creating a trail of sparks on the marble floor. The woman braked suddenly in front of the counter and loaded her revolver with six new bullets in an instant.
"Stop it, superpower, it's all a misunderstanding! I just want to tie you up in exchange for money - what a fool!"
The blonde rolled on the spot and nimbly dodged the attack. A long knife with an imperial characteristic flew out of the door and struck her exactly where she was a moment ago. At the same time, a black-haired girl with a Ji-fa hairstyle rushed into the bank, raised a long knife with one hand, and grabbed the blond woman with the other.
"People who can say such lines should not say anything about misunderstandings." Qin Qianbai said.
The blond woman ducked down to avoid being grabbed, raised her revolver and fired twice. Qin Qianbai brushed away the bullet and started the battle again in the hall. The communication and actions of both parties were so fast that the people who were originally here had no time to realize the situation.
The robber in sunglasses finally felt the pain. He screamed like a child and squatted down holding his bloody palms. The frightened robbers began to fire indiscriminately. Hundreds of bullets ricocheted in the bank hall, but none of them could hurt the bodies of the two women, or even touch the fluttering skirts of their skirts. They moved freely through the hail of bullets, like two skilled dancers dancing in the pouring rain without a drop of water staining them.
After all, the old priest has lived a long time and can make judgments faster than young people. He shouted angrily: "Ladies! Can you go outside and fight?"
"OK~" "Sorry for causing trouble."
The two visitors, who had no common sense, responded and left the bank hall full of desolation while fighting, as handsome as when they came. The old priest was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly jumped back keenly. Almost at the same time, a ray of seven-colored light smashed through the four-story building where the bank was located like a meteorite. The crystal chandelier on the top of the hall fell with a clang, smashing to pieces on the ground.
A new uninvited guest stepped on the remains of the crystal chandelier and arrived at this ravaged place. His expression was calm and natural, just like a tourist passing by who walked into the supermarket to buy water. She stepped on the glass shards on the ground and walked out, came to the front of the counter, pointed at the ice cream and asked, "What is this?"
Jenny looked at this new guest blankly. She had colorful short hair and was wearing a silver-white tights with a high sense of technology. At first glance, she looked like an alien who came to earth for sightseeing. But what alien would be interested in ice cream full of glass shards?
She blinked and saw more clearly. The "alien" looks to be in his early teens, and it's reasonable for a ten-year-old girl to be interested in ice cream.
"It's...I think it's..." Jenny felt that her brain was almost broken. She said dryly, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze out the answer, "Ice cream."
"Ice cream?" the alien repeated.
"A kind of food. It's sweet, cold, and makes people feel happy." Jenny said with the attitude of popularizing science for children of relatives.
The colorful-haired alien grabbed the cone full of glass shards and threw it into his mouth. She chewed it like food for a while, shards of glass crunching between her teeth. "Very interesting food." The alien commented.
"Very interesting?" the third person said kindly.
"very funny."
"Are you in a good mood?"
"Not bad, not bad." The alien turned around. A dark-haired woman wearing a black hunting suit was standing behind her, looking at the girl who only reached her waist with a smile. Rei Shigure tapped the short arrow on his waist and said in a surprisingly gentle tone: "Then can you tell me by the way, big sister, why did you smash our ship?"
"Boat……?"
The alien was silent for about 3 seconds, as if thinking about the past.
"Is it your vehicle? It's very fragile and has no interest."
"Ah haha, that's it, you bastard, just stand there and grit your teeth!"
"don't want."
As if time had slipped away unknowingly, and as if everything was an illusion, the huntress and the alien disappeared from the hall in the blink of an eye. They came and left suddenly, like a whirlwind passing by in a hurry, only taking away Jenny's ice cream. No one spoke in the hall. The old priest leaned on the cross and thought deeply. The robbers were shaking with their guns. Only the unlucky guy whose palm was shot through was still crying on the ground.
Jenny mustered up the courage she didn't know where to find and asked in a low voice: "Gentlemen, is it over?"
The muzzles of the robbers' guns were moving up and down, and they looked very hesitant, filled with a sense of hesitation that was immersed in philosophical myths. At this time, the bank's metal-framed door was pushed open, and two customers walked in from the front door. They were a gray-haired young man wearing jeans and casual clothes, supporting a pink-haired girl with a very good figure.
"Gongsun Ce, I'm a little seasick." Qiluo was dizzy.
"Drink some hot water." The gray-haired young man patted her back. The old priest pointed to the corner of the wall in a friendly manner: "There is a drinking fountain there."
"Thank you, sir."
The gray-haired young man walked to the water machine, took a cup of hot water from a paper cup, swept away the glass shards on the seat next to him, and helped his seasick girlfriend sit down. After doing all this, he looked up at this surprisingly bright building, pushed up his glasses, and said, "No offense, was there just a bank robbery here?"
A series of loading sounds sounded in unison, and the nervous robbers simultaneously raised their guns and aimed at his head.
The gray-haired young man shrugged and raised a finger.
"Watch a little magic trick to relax?"
The glass shards in the entire hall flew towards his fingertips, like countless pieces of iron sand flying towards a large magnet. Those dangerous fragments were crushed into a crystal clear ball out of thin air, as easily as a child crushing scraps of paper. The gray-haired young man threw the glass ball into the trash can: "Want to see another magic trick? I will count to three and you will automatically put down the gun. This time there is no special function or super equipment, it is just a little trick. .”
The robbers said nothing, their hands could not stop shaking. The gray-haired young man raised his index finger again and slowly moved it in mid-air. His voice was drawn out slowly and long.
"3...2"
The robbers' eyes followed the young man's fingertips until the finger stopped and slowly pointed towards them.
"1……"
The young man compared his right hand to a pistol, raised it suddenly, and said loudly: "Bang!"
"ah!!!!"
The robber leader who was shot in the palm was the first to scream and jumped up from the ground. Immediately afterwards, the robbers dispersed like frightened chickens. They screamed, dropped their guns, and scrambled out of the bank door to run in all directions.
Qiluo was holding a cup of hot water and laughing non-stop, while the gray-haired young man leaned against the counter with his hands spread out.
"How's my trick going?"
Alandia walked in from the door and commented in his familiar tone: "It has improved compared to four years ago."
"Wow, thank you for the compliment." The gray-haired young man scratched his head, "So where are we now?"
"The chaotic magnetic field has disrupted all electronic equipment. Now I can only give you a broad answer." Airandia said, "We are in the United States of Usters, the State of Magnetic Magnetism."
Gongsun Ce raised his head and looked at the sky through the damaged ceiling.
It is now three o'clock in the afternoon, and colorful magnetic field lines occupy the clear sky of the Magnetic State like the smoke tracks dragged out by airplanes at a celebration. Different types of metals fly in the air along the magnetic field lines, and from time to time, purple sparks bloom due to friction. , building a maze of electricity and metal in the sky. Qin Qianbai and the blond gunman used it as a foothold in the air and fought hard. In the distance, a metal airship fell like an ostrich in the wilderness, with thick smoke billowing from the power unit. Shigure Rei and the aliens flashed near the fallen airship, and the scene made the two of them braver and braver as they fought.
"It's such a nice place." Gongsun Ce sighed sincerely, "I feel like I'm home."
Today is August 25, 2010 in the Yongguang Calendar. This is the beautiful state in the southern part of the United States of Usters.
Why would a person with super powers who was supposed to be enjoying his summer vacation appear here?
That goes back to one day ago...
It was night when Arlandia Hellesan came to the Sky City.
