Normal enemies would either wail or curse before dying, but Sun Yupu died very peacefully.
Not only Sun Yupu herself, but also Yang Ning felt that this person left a bit abruptly.
On the side, Fatty Sun shook his large intestine and his eyes widened, "Just, that's it? No more? I..."
Yang Ning hugged him and said, "Don't worry, the one who is dead now is Sun Yupu's brain gene replicating machine. As for Sun Yupu himself, he is still alive."
"But this won't be difficult to deal with."
As he spoke, Yang Ning took out his mobile phone.
The screen of my mobile phone, which had not been charged for who knows how long, automatically turned on, and I dialed a number.
On the side, Bai Mao watched this scene and said silently: "Well, the Buddha's election hall is a supervision area, and it is two hundred meters underground. It is normal to have a signal."
Over there, Yang Ning's phone was connected.
"Hello?" came a burst of well-spoken Star Language that sounded a bit old from the other end of the phone.
Yang Ning yawned and said, "Hello, Mr. Speaker."
"..."
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, and then the other party tried in Star Language: "Who are you?"
Yang Ning: "My photo is now displayed on your computer screen."
"..."
"damn it!"
Bang!
Yang Ning heard an angry curse coming from the phone, followed by a frantic sound, and finally a loud sound, as if something had been thrown to the ground.
Yang Ning pouted and said, "Mr. Speaker, the mobile phones provided by the Secret Service are quite expensive, so you have to be careful when using them."
There was a sound of rapid breathing from the phone, then the door opened and a series of hurried footsteps.
"Mr. Speaker! What happened?"
"Damn it! Cell phone! There's something wrong with the phone! Cell phone!"
"cell phone?"
Yang Ning clearly heard a slight sound of approaching footsteps.
He smiled and said, "Mr. Speaker, don't worry, you are safe. Trust me, there is no need to use your secret service."
No one on the other side of the phone seemed to listen to Yang Ning's words, but they were all talking to each other: "It seems like this phone can't interrupt the call?"
"Fake! Not only can't I interrupt the call, didn't you see that the battery of the phone flew out after I dropped it?!"
"Wait a moment! Wait a moment! Speaker, please be patient!"
A slightly majestic voice sounded, and then, bang!
Yang Ning heard an explosion coming from the other side of the phone.
It seemed like the phone across from me was exploding.
However, the call was not interrupted.
He remained still as if talking to someone on the phone, and said to himself: "It is not the behavior of a gentleman to hang up on someone so rudely..."
After a few seconds.
The majestic voice just now came again, but this time the man sounded very unsteady breathing: "H-Hello?"
Yang Ning said quietly: "I won't call you. Let Mr. Speaker answer the phone."
"That, that, one, one mobile phone is enough, you, you don't need to keep all of our mobile phones in the state of talking to you..." The people over there became more and more nervous as they talked, His voice stuttered at the end.
"Well, what if Mr. Speaker dropped his phone again and asked someone to throw a bomb at it?" Yang Ning asked.
"No, no! Please accept, accept your magical powers!"
"Well, okay, let's agree first. We can't let Mr. Speaker blow up the phone anymore. Your Secret Service's mobile phone structure is so sophisticated and complicated, and it can't withstand Mr. Speaker's waste."
"sure!"
"Okay, let Mr. Speaker answer the phone."
There was a soft chatter on the other side of the phone.
The general content is that several different people are comforting the same person in various ways and providing psychological counseling.
Just when Yang Ning was about to become impatient with waiting, the smooth, somewhat old voice on the other side of the phone rang again: "Hello?"
Yang Ning: "Mr. Speaker, how about you find a translator?"
"H-Hello, no, no need for translation." The other party actually spoke Xia Guoyu. .
Yang Ning asked in surprise: "Huh? Mr. Speaker, you can actually speak Xia Mandarin?"
"I just learned it recently." The other party was obviously struggling to speak Xia Guoyu.
"Okay, then I will keep the conversation short with Mr. Speaker." Yang Ning adjusted his speaking speed slightly, trying his best to take care of the Speaker of the Stars on the other side of the phone, and said: "Mr. Speaker, Sun Yupu's robot is finished. Do you understand this news? "
"Huh? Um, what are you done with?"
Yang Ning: "..."
"The robot Sun Yupu has gone to meet God."
There was another silence on the other side of the phone.
But Yang Ning could hear the rapid and low conversation.
The Speaker of the Stars asked his people to confirm what Yang Ning said.
Yang Ning was not in a hurry and waited patiently.
During this period, the speaker said to Yang Ning: "We are only responsible for providing funds. The specific research direction is decided by the laboratory itself."
"Doctor Sun is the person in charge. We will not interfere with the research."
Although the word order was a bit confusing, fortunately Yang Ning understood the meaning of his words.
"Well, Mr. Speaker, you don't need to explain. I'm not here to hold you accountable."
"So, who are you?"
Yang Ning pinched Big Sun's chubby face and said, "Look, Dr. Sun's planned projects have failed anyway. So, shouldn't Dr. Sun himself be sent back to me?"
"It's useless if you keep him any longer. On the contrary..."
"It will make me unhappy."
The Speaker of the Stars on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment. Rapid footsteps sounded next to him, and then there was a rapid whisper of exchanges.
After a long and deep breath, "Here, send it to you, where?"
Yang Ning smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Speaker, for your cooperation. I will send the address to this phone later."
"I wish Mr. Speaker good health and a long life."
After saying that, Yang Ning hung up the phone.
He pinched Big Fatty Sun's chubby face and said, "In three days, you can see your doctor father."
Big Fatty Sun asked excitedly: "Can you light him up?"
Yang Ning thought for a while and said, "Well, he deserves to enjoy the soul lantern."
"Great! Oh yeah!"
Fatty Sun swung his big intestine and jumped high, but was kicked out by Yang Ning first.
Because his large intestine almost hit Yang Ning.
Finally, Yang Ning looked at the Zhou Ye robot that he had silenced.
His eyes moved slightly, and Zhou Ye found that he could speak again.
But he didn't know what to say for a moment, he just looked at Yang Ning.
Gradually, he found that the gloom in Yang Ning's eyes was disappearing little by little.
The pair of eyes became peaceful and gentle again.
This was unacceptable to Zhou Ye, and he said angrily: "Haha! You don't have to pretend, little bastard!"
"I am your psychological shadow! You will never let go of this!"
Yang Ning smiled and said: "My dear master, what you said before reminded me and made me think about it a little bit."
"The person I am today is indeed a gift from you back then."
"Without your torture, I wouldn't be where I am now."
"Actually, if you think about it, this is pretty good."
"I like myself very much now."
Yang Ning said, boom——
In this underground space, fierce rings of flames suddenly lit up under the 10,01 Zhou Ye robots at the same time!
At the same time, Yang Ning's gentle voice sounded in Zhou Ye's ears——
"Dear Master, I'm afraid you don't know yet, right?"
"Over the years, in addition to your soul lamp, I have also invented some new tricks."
"Now, would you like to experience it?"
Zhou Ye suddenly panicked, "No, no!"
"No!!!"
He screamed, but the ring of flames under his feet began to burn violently!
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