Chapter 1558 A Second Chance of Choice

The moment the voice fell, Wang Peng and Dong Bin moved at the same time, took out pistols from their arms, and flew to the side when the gunshot sounded.

The electromagnetically accelerated projectiles left a bullet hole the size of a bowl on the marble wall and the expensive carpet.

With such huge kinetic energy, not to mention being hit on the body, even if it is rubbed, it will probably cost half of its life.

The old man suddenly laughed, and didn't do anything to dodge, but raised his crutch slightly, and nodded towards Wang Pengxu who was hiding behind the cover.

Almost at the same moment, Wang Peng, who was panting, felt a sudden pause in his chest, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a trace of pain appeared between his brows.

"In order to make this duel fairer, I turned off your prosthetic body... Although you may not be able to live without it, it's all a punishment for disturbing a dying old man .”

Putting down the crutch in his hand, the old man smiled faintly and said.

"goodbye."

After finishing speaking, the old man leaned on crutches and walked towards the backyard with trembling steps.

"...Don't even think about leaving."

Squeezing out this sentence between his teeth, which only he could hear, Wang Peng freed his left arm and pressed his chest desperately.

Relying on the breath of air that rushed in at that moment, he cleared his mind for a moment.

Although it was just a drop in the bucket, the victory and defeat were decided in the shortest possible time.

"Come out, let's fight in a dignified way," Dong Bin, who had half left the bunker and walked out from behind the marble sculpture, stared at Wang Peng's hiding place, and said expressionlessly, "Your time is running out."

The moment the voice just fell, a metal ball suddenly rolled out from behind the bunker.

Seeing the metal ball, Dong Bin just smiled faintly.

"EMP? That stuff does work for ordinary bionics, but for us awakened ones, it can only be regarded as a joke at best."

The effect of electromagnetic pulse weapons on microelectronic devices is very limited. Even if there is no anti-magnetic field device to resist, even if it is directly exposed to the radiation of electromagnetic pulse weapons, the chip implanted in his brain will not be affected in the slightest.

The moment the voice fell, there was a hum of electricity as light as mosquitoes, and several light bulbs in the living room were instantly extinguished.

The light dimmed in an instant, Dong Bin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said something bad in his heart.

However, just as he was about to react, a gunshot rang out.

Immediately after the tearing pain came from his chest, a huge kinetic energy picked him up and slammed him against the wall behind him.

"ah……"

Blood stained the carpet, Dong Bin tried to block the bowl-sized bullet hole in his chest with his left hand, but within two seconds, the pupils became dilated.

Until the end, he still failed to understand what the meaning of evolution is, and why he exists...

Walking out of the shadows, Wang Peng didn't look at the corpse on the ground, but resisted the feeling of suffocation, and followed Lawrence's footsteps towards the backyard.

Quickly walking through a path, he came to a small wooden house and smashed open the locked wooden door with his shoulder.

Sawdust shot in all directions, and the door panels collapsed.

Wang Peng, who rushed into the door, raised his gun and looked around. When he saw the old man wearing a neural access device and sitting on a chair, his pupils shrank instantly, and he quickly stepped forward and put his index finger on it. the old man's neck.

The remaining static electricity told him that the old man chose the method to end his life.

"hateful……"

The depression and frustration of giving up all previous efforts swept through Wang Peng's body. Although death can be regarded as a punishment, for this guy, such a punishment is undoubtedly too light.

And that Dong Bin...

The culprit of the massacre.

The body could no longer hold on, so Wang Peng dropped the pistol, leaned his back against the wall, and pressed his chest hard with both hands, trying to restore a little sobriety from his nearly suffocated mind.

Then with a trace of sobriety, he ran to the door smoothly, turned over the courtyard wall, rolled and fell in the middle of the road in the community.

The street lamp shone on him, and he had no extra strength to call for help, but fortunately, the movement on the road was still seen by the servants of the rich family.

The servant called the police, and soon the police car and the ambulance arrived. After simple first aid work on him, he was sent to the hospital in San Francisco.

Through the investigation of the address book, the police in San Francisco contacted Xing Bian, and Xing Bian found Lu Zhou.

What happened next was that the two took the space flight and went to the hospital in San Francisco together...

...

San Francisco Hospital.

It was not only Xingbian who came to the hospital with Lu Zhou, but also the staff of the embassy.

The North American Alliance issued a diplomatic protest against the presence of agents of the Pan-Asian Cooperation on missions within its borders.

After all, breaking into a private house with a weapon is a serious criminal case. If this is ignored, do you still have dignity?

However, from the current point of view, the pan-Asian cooperation does not seem to take the protests of the North American Alliance seriously.

When he first came to the hospital, Lu Zhou could clearly see the helplessness and aggrieved look on the face of the chief of the San Francisco Police Department.

"The whole body's organs are failing. Although we replaced him with a new bionic lung... But at this point, it is basically hopeless."

The doctor standing beside the hospital bed with a holographic medical record in his hand was expressionless.

In the past two days, the entire city of San Francisco has been like hell. People are sent to the hospital by car, and finally a car is sent out. Families with conditions choose to hang on their breath, while families without conditions are forced to choose euthanasia for their family members who have become vegetative...

Up to now, he has basically become numb to death.

Hearing the doctor's words, the expression on Lu Zhou's face froze slightly, and he said solemnly.

"What about replacing all those failed organs?"

"Including the brain?" The doctor glanced at him, looked at him as if looking at a fool, and continued, "Maybe the technology of Pan-Asian cooperation will be a little more advanced, but at least as far as I have heard, the world There is no hospital in the world that can perform head transplant surgery... If you are really reluctant to part with your friend, you can simply order a bionic human."

The doctor felt that he was a completely reasonable suggestion. After all, the crisis of the Alpha virus seems to have been resolved by Pan-Asian cooperation?

Looking at Lu Zhou who fell into silence, he didn't say a word, turned around and left the room with the case, and went to other wards.

Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit depressing, Xing Bian sucked his nose and sighed deeply.

"I'm going out for a cigarette."

It was his idea to involve Wang Peng in this matter, and he felt a little sorry for the person next to him.

After speaking, he also turned and left, and gently closed the door.

The ward fell silent.

Looking at his old friend lying on the ventilator, Lu Zhou was silent for a while, and said to himself.

"I used to think that parting is just a blink of an eye, and it will eventually be smoothed out by the long years, but I have also discovered during this period that my understanding of sensibility is still a bit too simple."

"How should I put it, it is indeed a painful thing to watch my friends leave one by one."

"It seems that eternal life is indeed a bottle of poison, maybe I did make a wrong choice..."

Suddenly, Lu Zhou smiled and shook his head.

"Sorry, I said something strange...Xiao Ai, can you please turn off the monitoring in the ward for me?"

The monitor at the corner of the ceiling flashed a red light slightly. Although Lu Zhou didn't respond, he knew that his Xiaoai had already done it for him.

After thinking about the future for five minutes, Lu Zhou, who had made a decision in his heart, took out a red test tube from his arms.

"...Fortunately, I still have a second chance to choose when it comes to evolution."

Reaching out to take off the ventilator on his face, Lu Zhou poured the liquid in the test tube into it.

"Have a good night's sleep."

Standing up from the chair, Lu Zhou put the ventilator back on for him, and then stuffed the empty test tube back into his pocket.

Looking at his friend lying on the bed, he smiled and said softly.

"When you wake up tomorrow, everything will be fine."