All the brats tore it apart.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Ye's version of the robot, with flames in its eyes, was covered in blood.
There are still electric sparks.
A few brats tore out every fillet of flesh and blood from Zhou Ye's robot body.
Some of the fierce ones even put the torn off meat into their mouths, bit it a few times and spit it out.
Even more unusual, Big Fatty Sun swung his large intestine and hit Zhou Ye, and then hit Sun Yupu next to him.
Sun Yupu, who had always refreshed the data flow in his eyes, finally regained a trace of emotion that only humans can have when he saw Big Fat Sun.
But what he was waiting for was Big Fat Sun's big intestine.
pia!
The large intestine, as sharp as a whip, was thrown on Sun Yupu's face, and a blood-red mark appeared on the spot.
"Let you kill me!"
"I'll beat you to death, you little bastard!"
While scolding and slapping, Fatty Sun still felt that it was not enough. After slapping Zhou Ye on the other side a few times, he hit Sun Yupu's face with pia, pia, pia several times!
Sun Yupu did not dodge and allowed Big Fat Sun to whip him.
After a while, there was no good piece of meat left on Sun Yupu's face.
All the kiddies stopped their movements and stood around Yang Ning.
Zhou Ye, who was covered in scars, looked at Yang Ning, grinned and said, "Boy, do you want to relieve your anger? Hahahaha!"
"Even if you cut me into pieces, you can't change the fact that I am your nightmare in life, wuwuwu?!"
Halfway through his words, Zhou Ye found that he could not speak.
Yang Ning pointed to Sun Yupu on the side and said: "My dear master, I will deal with your robot friend first, and then I will deal with you."
Seeing Yang Ning's eyes falling on him, the robot Sun Yupu imitated the expression on Zhou Ye's face just now and said, "Hello Master Yang, we meet again."
Yang Ning nodded and said, "Well, how many times have I asked you to run? Three times, right? That's it this time."
"Don't run away. Big Fatty is impatient to wait too."
Sun Yupu spread her hands helplessly and said, "I'm sorry, Master Yang. I'm afraid you still can't kill me this time."
"Unless you're willing to terminate the world's power grid, I'm just a stream of data that can go anywhere."
"Of course, I'm definitely not doubting your ability."
"Bringing down the world's power grid is something you can do easily, but you won't do that, right?"
A very proud smile appeared on Sun Yupu's face, which was exactly the same as Zhou Ye's smile before: "Because if you do that, many innocent people will die."
"For example, people lying in the ICU of the hospital, people undergoing surgery, ships about to encounter a storm on the sea, passenger planes flying in the sky, etc."
"So, Mr. Yang, it seems you can't kill me this time."
"And not only this time, I'm afraid, you will never be able to kill me."
Yang Ning waited quietly for him to finish, then picked up the ugly thing in his hand, flicked the ugly thing on the head with his other hand, and asked, "Did you hear what he said?"
"Squeak!"
The ugly thing looked at Sun Yupu with a very contemptuous look, and then rubbed Yang Ning's hand affectionately.
Sun Yupu: "???"
"Mr. Yang, with all due respect, insulting me with a weird ugly thing doesn't make you look handsome."
"Of course, I really didn't expect that you would have such a childlike side."
"Oh, I almost forgot, you are only seventeen years old, you are still a half-grown child."
Faced with Sun Yupu's ridicule, Yang Ning blinked. He pointed at the ugly thing in his hand and asked, "You don't know what this is?"
Sun Yupu refreshed the data flow in his eyes and said: "There is no record of this animal in the existing human database."
Yang Ning understood. He pointed at the ugly thing and turned to look at Zhou Ye, who was mute next to him, and said, "That robot doesn't know what it is. My dear master, you should know, right?"
Zhou Ye stared at the ugly thing and said, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?"
Yang Ning: "Yes, my dear master, these are the reinforcements you invited."
Zhou Ye: "Woooooo?!"
Yang Ning: "I don't know, it just came to my side. Maybe, this is life, right?"
As soon as Yang Ning told the origin of the ugly thing, the data flow in the eyes of the robot Sun Yupu refreshed like crazy!
Yang Ning pretended not to see it, flicked the ugly thing's head again, and said to himself: "Hey, there is a bunch of disobedient data streams trying to escape. What do you think we should do?"
"Squeak!"
The ugly thing patted Yang Ning's hand.
The latter asked doubtfully: "Is it that simple?"
This time the ugly thing stopped talking and got directly into Yang Ning's white cloth bag. When it came out again, it had an electronic clock in its hand.
Next, the ugly thing released his hands, and the electronic clock floated up automatically. As the faint light appeared in the ugly thing's one eye, "crackling" sparks appeared inside the electronic clock.
This strange scene attracted Baimao and the others and all the little ghosts.
Tongtong stared at the electronic clock that was emitting electric sparks and said: "Judging from the background of this ugly guy, it seems to be evolving the orange clock?"
Yami: "It is a mechanical god. It seems that it is normal to evolve some technological things and make some technological products more powerful?"
Honghong: "It's like giving a god to a technological product? Or asking a mechanical fairy to come into this clock?"
Xia Tian: "Then let's put it this way, it seems that this can indeed be regarded as a mechanical version of Orange?"
Mingming: "You told me everything, what kind of mechanical version of Chengcheng? It's a mechanical, noob, ugly creature with similar characteristics to Chengcheng!"
summer:"......"
While the little ghosts were chattering, the sparks in the electronic clock had disappeared.
The ugly thing held the electronic clock in both hands and handed it to Yang Ning, with a humane and flattering look on his ugly face.
Mingming looked at this scene and said coldly: "Xia Tian?"
"Is this what you call? Well, your name is Xia Tian, right? Your real name is Xia Tian?"
summer:"......"
"I was wrong, it's not the mechanical version of Orange!"
"I was wrong, I was wrong!"
Yang Ning took the clock handed over by the ugly thing and saw that the electronic numbers originally displayed on it had turned into a series of rapidly refreshing data streams.
He glanced at the Sun Yupu robot, and the data flow on the clock stopped changing.
That's a fixed stream of data.
Then, a dialog box automatically pops up on the screen of the electronic clock: Do you want to delete it completely? (This operation is performed silently and will not have any impact on the planet's power network.)
Yang Ning blinked, and as soon as his mind moved, the content of the dialog box on the electronic clock changed again: Your thoughts have been analyzed, and now it is time to delete the data stream and format the source code.
On the spot, the data stream that was rapidly refreshing in the eyes of the robot Sun Yupu suddenly went dark.
Even Yang Ning was a little surprised.
He had thought that using a mechanical god from a high-latitude technological civilization to deal with a string of intelligent data streams with self-thinking in low-latitudes might be a bit of a fuss.
But he didn't expect that the process could be so convenient and quick.
Yang Ning sighed on the spot: "Technology is indeed the primary productive force."
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