However, the person only rose to about one and a half meters and no longer rose, which was slightly higher than the back of the seat.

Yang Ni was mentally prepared to face a majestic and tall general, which was unexpected.

He remembered that the description reminded him not to anger the passenger, nor to try to threaten with force. The key is that he cannot mention his age.

So he said carefully: "General, I just have to pass here to the front of the car, and I hope to borrow your keys to use it."

"I said it, shut up, haven't you heard it? I hate to repeat a sentence twice." The man in a helmet and armor roared.

Although he was talking, his body was motionless.

Yang Ni was a little helpless. No matter what role these passengers were, his temper was worse than the other.

He slandered, but Yang Ni closed his mouth very wisely.

The hard general waited motionless for a while, and saw that Yang Ni was indeed stopped talking, and his head suddenly moved.

Yang Ni was also very curious about what this person with wide and thick shoulders but slightly illogical height looked like, so he looked at it intently.

However, with a sour "squeak" sound, it was as if the rusted screw was twisted by huge force, the head wearing a helmet turned around inch by inch.

However, Yang Ni quickly threw the harsh sound behind his head, because he was surprised to find that the man's neck was twisted a little beyond his perception.

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But from Yang Ni's perspective, the head turned to his shoulders very awkwardly, and then continued to turn back, and soon he saw his two eyes from behind him at the same time.

In this way, this hard general kept his back to Yang Ni, but he was already facing him.

It sounds a bit awkward, but in fact, the person's head has completely turned behind him.

Just like the scenes that often appear in third-rate horror movies.

Yang Ni grabbed the handle of the silver knife under the golden shield without any trace in his right hand.

But at least he guessed something right.

There was no skin on this face, it was completely mechanical. One of the eyes emitted a radial red light and scanned Yang Ni's whole body from top to bottom.

The other eye was like a camera lens, stretching three sections instantly, reaching five or six centimeters long. Then it adjusted slightly, as if it was trying hard to aim at the focal length.

His whole body showed a reddish-brown color, just like the color of a rust-permeable iron plate.

Except for his eyes, his other facial features were very sloppy.

It seems inappropriate to describe the use of sloppy facial features, but that's the truth.

His eyebrows were directly two iron pieces that could swing at will, as if to express his master's anger. He was doing a erect posture at this time, and his tail touched the helmet on his forehead.

His nostrils and mouth were connected together, somewhat like the head protective gear carried by a rugby player. It was composed entirely of several iron bars that stretched out from his cheeks. I don’t know where he made the sound from just now.

The ears are very obvious, but in fact they are two exhaust pipes that are directly attached to the outside of the helmet.

In this way, the helmet seems to be a part of his body.

Yang Ni was reluctant to speak and did not move any action. The hard general said angrily: "Hey, are young people nowadays so rude? Why don't you come here quickly? Do you want an old man like me to invite you?"

Yang Ni was stunned. It was not because he wanted to go there himself, but according to the description, the general seemed to be unwilling to be mentioned by others. Why did he take the initiative to call himself an "old man" now?

Although he was questioned, Yang Ni walked forward carefully.

Since two rows of seats were removed before, the space is quite spacious.

Yang Ni tried to keep a certain distance from him and looked through the wall of the car.

After seeing this, Yang Ni was shocked. He finally knew why this hard general had such a burly shoulder but was so short.

His whole body was wrapped in a complete set of metal fish scale armor. It is not clear whether other parts of his body are also made of machinery, except for his head.

But this is no longer important.

The shape of his armor is somewhat similar to the ancient Japanese samurai's hood, with clear scales, but the strange thing is that the general only has an upper body and does not have legs below his waist!

It looked like his entire upper body had been cut off and placed on an iron platform.

A triangular track like a tank car extends out on both sides of the platform, which is also very worn and has a not neat edge.

And it seems that the black oil stains pressed out of the aisle of the car are the masterpieces of these two tracks, and there is no idea where some oil leaks.

A large pile of metal parts of various shapes were scattered around him, which must have just been removed from the seat.

His left hand was a clip, firmly fixing one of the steel pipes, but his right hand was a small circular gear, which was rotating slowly with inertia.

Looking at the steel pipe, a gap of one-third depth has been cut.

The situation is already very obvious. The harsh sound and the big-bolt Mars just now should be caused by this "half-ling" cutting steel pipe.

I just don’t know what material the accessories on this train are made of. With such a loud momentum just now, I just cut the steel pipe as thick as a punch to a small part.

"Don't be like a fool, keep watching everywhere, come and help me!"

Even if someone helped, the tone of this hard-boned general was still not very good, as if it was natural.

Yang Ni didn't care. As long as he could get the key smoothly, he didn't mind spending more time.

So he hurried over.

Hard Bangbang still kept his whole body still. He used the steel pipe clamped with his left hand to signal a straight wire next to his tracks, and said to Yang Ni: "Boy, use this to clean up the rust in my neck. It's all the fault of that damn flower. My body has just been oiled."

Yang Ni didn't dare to talk too much, so he quickly picked up the half-meter-long iron wire, walked to him, and stretched his head to look at his neck.

Sure enough, his neck, like his face, was also a reddish-brown metal.

But there are some places that seem to be corroded by something, and the joints that could have moved were connected together, covered with a layer of red rust.

Yang Ni immediately thought that the corrosive mucus of the King Flower should be of some kind of strong acid. Although it does not have much effect on the carriage made of materials, it may still have a certain corrosion effect when dripping on other metal objects.
Chapter completed!