During this process, many gang members who came over were accidentally injured by this mechanical transformation man.

"Smelly girl, you are kidding me!"

And just when he was about to reach the stairs, the mechanical reformer finally couldn't bear the feeling of being led by Jia Qian's nose.

A bright light flashed from his chest, and then his movements suddenly became faster and he punched Jia Qian.

At this moment, Jia Qian was standing in front of a window. She originally wanted to hide, but suddenly found that the window was not closed tightly. Behind the window, there was a pair of bright little eyes looking at her.

It was a child hiding behind the window and peeking out.

If Jia Qian were to get out of the way at this moment, the child would not have time to dodge and would be instantly hammered to pieces by the mechanical cyborg.

In this flash of lightning, Jia Qian made her decision.

She held the steel rod in front of her and concentrated all her strength on her arms.

At the moment when the fist hit, she used a steel rod to block the robot's robotic arm on one side of her body, and violently moved it forward to the right.

The concrete floor beneath her feet was instantly crushed by her, and the straight steel rod was bent due to the tremendous force.

The mechanically modified man was pulled by this huge force and changed his direction. His whole body spun several times and crashed into the direction of He Ao.

He Ao, who had been preparing to shoot just now, looked at this scene and put down the gun with a smile. The crutch in his hand moved forward instantly, piercing the energy core of the mechanical transformation man with one move, and threw him downstairs with a flick of his shoulder.

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boom--

As a roaring sound exploded in the silent courtyard, Jia Qian, who was leaning in front of the window, turned around, looked at the child in the room, and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, a withered arm stretched out from the darkness behind the window, tightly protecting the child.

In the haze, Jia Qian could only see a few strands of hair swinging like hay, and then the child in front of the window was pulled into the hidden darkness.

Jia Qian did not look inside anymore, but turned her head and took a few deep breaths.

"Good job."

He Ao, who was holding a cane, had already walked to the side of his granddaughter. He praised her and continued to move forward.

"Um!"

Jia Qian nodded excitedly and followed her grandfather's pace.

This time He Ao did not let Jia Qian in front, but continued to maintain the close distance between the two.

And shortly after the two left, the window that had only been opened a small gap was opened a little again.

Two pairs of eyes looked through the window at the two figures outside the corridor.

A small walkie-talkie antenna protruded from the crack in the window.

······Twentieth Floor······

On this floor, we did not encounter any 'gatekeepers' similar to those on the first and tenth floors.

Guarding the stairs leading to the twenty-first floor is an E-class mechanical cyborg.

With the cooperation of Jia Qian, He Ao cut his mechanical neck, but just as the two were about to continue upward, a sharp "creak" sound of the door opening came from behind them.

He Ao turned his head and looked behind him.

A small door closest to the stairs was opened a crack, and a thin man with almost only skin and bones and thin hair stood behind the door and looked at them.

"Is there a problem?"

He Ao looked at this man.

"You want to go up there?"

The man held what seemed to be a small walkie-talkie that had faded with one hand, and held the door with the other hand as he asked carefully.

"Um."

He Ao nodded.

"It's dangerous up there."

The man emphasized carefully, "If you want to live, don't go up."

"Can you tell me what the dangers are?"

Heao asked.

The man looked at He Ao. After a brief silence, he continued, "On the 25th to 27th floors, there is a robot that likes to torture people. No one can beat him."

Then he glanced at the corpse on the ground, paused, and continued, "If you pass by smoothly, be careful about 3505 to 3508. No one who enters there has ever come back."

After saying that, he immediately slammed the door, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps getting further and further away, as if he was hiding deep in the house.

He Ao withdrew his gaze and led Jia Qian up the stairs.

Jia Qian glanced back at the closed door, thoughtfully.

After passing the 20th floor, the doors along the corridor are not all closed. There are also some doors that are open. The higher you go, the more doors are open.

Some randomly placed weapons can be seen vaguely at the door. It seems that these are the rooms where gang members live.

But on the twenty-sixth floor, no rooms are closed, they are all open.

In contrast, there are far fewer ordinary gang members than those below the 20th floor, while the proportion of people who have been mechanically transformed has increased.

Arriving at the twenty-seventh floor, there were no ordinary gang members on this floor, only a figure standing in the middle of the corridor.

It was a hairless figure with shimmering eyes.

He looked at He and Ao with a smile, "I didn't expect that you could actually come here. It's really surprising."

Flames spurted out from his feet, dragging his body into the air.

The prosthetic body still looks D-class.

Although it doesn't look like a D-class prosthetic body from a regular arms dealer.

He Ao handed the Gauss gun in his hand to his granddaughter, and then put one hand into his clothes.

"Are you going to bring out any firearms that can be used against me?"

The man suspended in the air sneered. He raised his hand and pointed it at He Ao. The shining light gathered in his hand, "It's over, old guy, you can choose a good place in heaven."

"Please help me take a look first."

A hoarse and old voice sounded in his ears.

His shining eyes suddenly shrank, and he looked to his side in surprise.

A neatly dressed old man with a cane in one hand was standing beside him, watching him calmly.

In the old man's other hand, he held a metallic butterfly knife handle, and the blade connected to the handle was now embedded in his chest.

And that's where his energy core is.

"How...how...can...this...is...so fast?"

He opened his mouth, a look of disbelief on his face.

He Ao raised his hand and swung his mechanical body away, flying across the corridor and into the empty courtyard.

boom--

Brilliant fireworks exploded in the sky, briefly dispelling the darkness.

Although this man's prosthetic body did not come from a regular manufacturer, Wei An had also studied prosthetic bodies made by this kind of small factory or a certain mechanic before.

Due to the lack of a strong R&D team, these prosthetics are basically made by modifying the basic models available on the market.

The energy core of these public models is basically on the chest.

He Ao swung his wrist, the butterfly knife blade retracted the handle, and then he inserted the knife into the inside of his clothes again.

The D level was beyond what Jia Qian could handle, so he directly activated super memory and killed this guy.

Jia Qian, on the other hand, stared blankly at her grandfather's back.

Before starting actual combat, she had no idea about her strength because she didn't know her position clearly.

But now, she can clearly realize how powerful that robot was just now.

"Shall we continue?"

He Ao leaned on his crutches, looked back at his granddaughter, and asked softly.

"good!"

Jia Qian nodded heavily.

The two of them continued to move forward.

There are fewer and fewer gang members on the 28th floor and above, and of course, their combat effectiveness is getting higher and higher.

He Ao has also met quite a few of those mechanically modified people who are full-body machines.

During this section of the road, Jia Qian basically dealt with the enemies she encountered on her own. She only handed them over to He Ao when they needed to kill them or were really unable to defeat them.
To be continued...