2148: C2148 Night No 2

C2148 Night No 2

"Where are the S-Class VIPs?"

The middle-aged man was out of breath. As he spoke, he revealed a mouthful of red gums.

Ye Hong did not say anything. He just looked at the man quietly.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man's small eyes scanned Ye Hong and Ding Zhao a few times. He kept looking into the Night Duke behind them, but he didn't find any other people.

"Just the two of you?"

He asked again.

"Who are you?"

Ye Hong asked expressionlessly.

The middle-aged man did not answer Ye Hong's question. He just looked at the flying robot in the air and muttered, "Strange. Could it be that the identity robot has malfunctioned?"

At this moment, Ding Zhao could not hold back his anger. He asked anxiously, "Are you the director of your factory?

Why did you fire my father but did not give him the corresponding compensation?"

The middle-aged man said impatiently, "Who are you, brat?

I fired so many people, which family are you from? "

Ding Zhao clenched his fists tightly and said in a deep voice, "My father's name is Ding Ruhai!"

"Oh, it's that disabled guy."

The middle-aged man said lazily. "His hands and feet are not convenient to begin with, plus his brain is stubborn and can't learn our factory's advanced technology, who else can he eliminate?"

"Even so, you still have to pay compensation, right?!"

Ding Zhao asked angrily.

"Pay compensation?" The middle-aged man smiled coldly and dug his ears in disdain. "What is that? Why have I never heard of it before?"

"You bastard! You must have privately deducted my father's compensation!"

Ding Zhao could no longer bear his anger. He swung his fist at the middle-aged man's face.

The middle-aged man did not expect Ding Zhao to hit him so easily. His fat body could not dodge in time, and his left eye received a solid punch from Ding Zhao.

"Aiyo!"

The man covered his painful panda eyes and gnashed his teeth. "You little bastard dared to hit me. You're dead for sure!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand behind him.

Among the ten trucks, one of the previously sealed back cars suddenly opened up.

A mechanical body about two meters tall appeared in the compartment.

This mechanical body was roughly in human form, and its entire body was covered by a black metal mecha.

A black katana that was more than a meter long extended out from its hand.

"Eh?"2

When Ye Hong saw the robot, a strange look flashed across his eyes.

At the same time, the middle-aged man pointed at Ding Zhao. "Night Armor Number Two, teach this kid a good lesson!"

Following his instructions, the robot opened its emotionless red mechanical eyes.

Then, it stepped on the carriage with its feet and shot into the air like a rocket. It jumped towards Ding Zhao.

The distance of more than ten meters was actually shortened by him in the blink of an eye.

The hand that didn't hold the knife suddenly opened and grabbed at Ding Zhao.

Ding Zhao had been scared stiff by the ferocious robot. He had even forgotten to run.

Ye Hong grabbed Ding Zhao and threw him to the side. He then threw a punch at the robot in the air.

"Courting death!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but sneer when he saw that Ye Hong was using his flesh and blood to fight against the robot's mechanical fist.

But in the next second, the smile froze on his face.

The fist that Ye Hong and the robot wanted to make contact with was as tough as steel. Not only was it not broken, but it also released a violent force and sent the robot flying in the air.

With a bang, the robot smashed back into the carriage.

The man turned back to look at the robot landing on the ground in horror. Just as he was about to turn his head back, he heard a death god's voice in his ear.

"Who gave you this robot?"

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