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"...You don't want to kill someone, do you?"
"Of course not. My father left me the umbrella virus. I want to try to use these things on the three of them."
Qin En said casually: "Then you might as well give it to me! I like collecting those homeless tactical figures the most."
"Then give it to you."
"? No, why did you change your mind so quickly?
"Because I have already got M 4 A 1, so this is not very important." The mastermind replied.
The car carrying the AR team drove to a factory inside Jagged Manufacturing, and by scanning the system map, Qin En found that both the mastermind and the agent were there.
After entering the factory, Qin En was taken away by iron-blooded elite dolls under the pretense of being in special custody, but in fact Qin En just woke up instead of pretending to be in a coma.
"This is really a shame, my lord." Qin En scratched his cheek and said.
Although it was originally planned to be the villain and get rid of the water, Qin En felt ashamed after it was done.
"My beautiful record has been completely ruined." Qin En murmured dissatisfiedly.
"Hey, we're just acting, why are you so stingy." The executioner put his arm around Qin En's shoulder and comforted him, "If you're upset, beat me up some other day."
Qin En felt a little embarrassed that the executioner was so generous.
"Don't change the day, let me beat you now."
"Then come on." The executioner said with his eyes tightly closed.
Seeing the black-haired woman in front of her with her hands open, Qin En thought for a while, then went up and pinched the executioner's cheek.
The executioner's skin is naturally not the skin of a real person, but the material is very good, not hard at all, but more comfortable to the touch than a human face... very soft, and even has a temperature that is no different from that of a normal person.
After all, the elite dolls made by Jagged Artisan are also commodities. Naturally, the commodities will not be ugly, and all the details are well done.
Qin En rubbed the executioner's face fiercely, pulling and pinching it into various shapes, while the executioner closed his eyes and did not resist, letting Qin En toss.
After more than ten minutes, Qin En let go of his hand in satisfaction, and the executioner, whose face was flushed by Qin En's pinch, secretly opened his eyes, looked at the satisfied Qin En and asked, "What's wrong? Don't hit me anymore?"
"No, I'm comfortable with it, so I won't hit you." Anyway, Qin En didn't particularly care about this matter, after all, being an insider was a matter of negotiation.
"Ah? Is that so? You feel comfortable when you pinch it?" The executioner felt that it was difficult for him to understand Qin En's thoughts. He put his hands on his chest, tilted his head, and said to Qin En: "Then if you are in a bad mood in the future, you can feel free Come pinch me."
"...You are really generous."
"Ha, I won't die anyway if you pinch it. We are good friends. It won't be a problem if you pinch it."
The executioner said boldly.
Seeing the executioner's straightforward smile, Qin En smiled too.
He couldn't help but think of those friends with whom he got along well when he was in school.
It's a pity that this is just a feeling: because Qin En's friends are all men, even the women are not as beautiful as the executioner.
Then Qin En used Iron Blood to give himself the authority to check the AR team in the prison.
Although it is called a prison, it is not a small space, but a converted room from the private bedroom of a director of the Iron Blood Factory.
The room is 160 square meters, and all kinds of furniture and equipment are available, but there is some dust on the tables and chairs because no one has cleaned them for a long time. The AR team were all placed under house arrest.
M 4 A 1 sat on the expensive sofa with a restless expression, SOP sat on the side and kept trying to tell jokes to cheer up M4, AR15 paced back and forth in the room restlessly with an irritable expression.
Only M16A1 went to find the refrigerator in the room, and said pleasantly, "It's lucky that there's beer here!"
After the original owner of the room was disposed of, Sangvis didn't take much care of the room, so the refrigerator and the contents inside were not missing, and they were still frozen.
"When are you going to drink?" AR15 said unhappily: "Look here, we are in desperate situation now."
"It's really because of this that we need to relax." M16A1 put the beer and food cubes in the refrigerator on the coffee table, and said calmly: "It's useless for us to do anything, so we might as well take a good rest."
"Hey, this guy is really open-minded." The executioner who followed Qin En and peeked sighed.
Qin En looked at the reactions of M16A1 and others on the screen and asked the main brain: "What exactly are you planning to do with M4A1?"
Under Qin En's questioning, the mastermind once said something about M4.
And Lyco even said after that: [She is related to the ruins just like you].
In the past, the Army without Borders and the Soviets wanted to capture Qin En and use him as the key to unlock the ruins. Does that mean that M 4 A 1 is also the key to a certain ruin or an important ticket?
I don't know exactly what kind of situation it is, but what is certain is that M4 itself is by no means just a special tactical doll.
Facing Qin En's question, Mastermind also expressed his plans for the future of M4——
"We're not going to do anything."
"Huh? Are you kidding me? It took so much effort to catch it, and you told me that I didn't want to do anything?"
Isn't it used to open the ruins or as a sacrifice to summon higher-level monsters?Or is it that the mastermind and M4 each wear an earring and combine to become a Potara warrior?
"It's just that it's safer to put her here." The mastermind calmly stated his real purpose: "Do nothing, don't need her to do anything, just put her here."
Qin En's gaze could not help falling on M 4 A 1 in the picture. Although she was very worried about her situation, she has returned to normal under the comfort of SOP and M16A1.
This shy and introverted girl sat on the sofa, ignorant of her own story and situation, while the tactical dolls of the AR team surrounded her.
Like a little princess protected by a group of loyal guards.