Chapter 1626 The Choice of the Bastion

1626. Choice of Bastion

"...Where is this..." David groaned for a while, trying to open his eyes, his nose was filled with the smell of horse manure, it should be a farm, or to be more precise, a horse farm.

Racecourse! ! David trembled all over, and suddenly wanted to stand up, but then he found that his hands and feet were bound, and there was a dizziness in his head, and he fell to the ground with a thud. Hearing the sound, two gangsters walked in from outside the door. Seeing David struggling, they grabbed him and dragged him out of the door.

David was dizzy, but he could clearly see that this place turned out to be a stable. Two gangsters dragged him into a farmhouse. In addition to more than a dozen gangsters, there were two people sitting on stools. One wore a straw hat and looked like an ordinary farmer, but the sternness in his eyes from time to time showed that he was definitely not simple. And the other person was as strong as an ox, with dark skin and a hideous scar on his face! David knew this man, the boss of the gang in this town, Ian!

Seeing David coming, Ian waved his hand, and a gangster dragged a child from another room, it was Allen! His mouth was blocked, tears were streaming down his face, and he looked at everything in front of him in horror.

"Ian! What the hell do you want! Let Alan go!!" David yelled loudly, but the two gangsters behind him held him tightly, and he couldn't struggle at all.

Ian sneered a few times, pointed at the man in the straw hat next to him and said, "This is Mr. Glyde, the owner of the racetrack, do you understand now?"

Glyde took off his straw hat and used it as a fan to fan himself a few times, walked over and squatted in front of David, patted his face contemptuously and said, "You cheated on my horse farm, and you won't win in the past few months." Is it less money? Ah. David, right...hehehehe, he is capable."

"I...I didn't cheat...I was just, just lucky...good luck...really..." David whispered.

"Didn't cheat? Didn't cheat, then you hurt our racehorse secretly? After the Huoyun race, it was found that there was a strain on the thigh. Did you do it? If it weren't for this strain, the previous six-time champion Huoyun will lose?" Glyde sneered and dropped a sentence.

"No...I didn't..." David shook his head desperately.

"No? Then I'll ask your child." Ian said, lifting Alan from the ground. He was so strong that an eight or nine-year-old child lifted it like a chicken. Alan The legs kicked in mid-air but to no avail.

Ian pulled the rag out of Alan's mouth, and Alan burst into tears.

"Let him go! This matter has nothing to do with him!!" David yelled loudly.

"Hahahaha, then tell me why you can win money at the racetrack! Tell me the reason, and your son will be safe and sound!" Ian laughed loudly.

"I said! I said! I said! Put Alan down! Let him go!!" David yelled hoarsely.

"Dad! Don't say it, don't say it!!" Allen also cried.

"If you don't let him talk, then I'll kill your father!!" Ian roared viciously, Allen stopped crying immediately, and looked at Ian in horror. Never experienced such a terrible thing.

At this moment, there was a strange sound of a motor, and a pickup van rushed over howling like a wild buffalo. The gangsters around were frightened and ran away in all directions. open. But Ian is a ruthless person. He looked at the pickup truck with a grin, and threw Allen at his feet! If the pickup dared to hit him, it would first run Alan to death!

Sure enough, there was only a screeching sound of brakes, and the pickup truck slid forward for more than ten meters under the action of inertia, before barely stopping.

"Hehehehe...there are still accomplices!" Ian grinned grinningly and walked towards the pickup truck.

With a bang, the carriage of the truck was slammed open, and a heavy footstep came, and a robot came down from the car! ! The whole body of this robot is covered with all kinds of exposed mechanical pipelines. At a glance, you can still recognize the shadows of many agricultural machinery that have been modified. And on a cylindrical shell of the robot's head, half a lifelike metal human face is installed! !

"What is this! What is this!!" Those gangsters suddenly turned pale with fright and screamed loudly.

"Bastion!! Save us!" Allen shouted when he saw the robot, his eyes lit up.

"Fuck you, this guy is a pile of scrap iron!! Are you bastards still afraid of a tractor? Smash it for me!!" Ian roared angrily, and the gangsters who ran away behind him suddenly became ruthless. He rushed up with all kinds of sticks and forks!

when! when! when! ! Those wooden sticks hit the robot, but it didn't have any effect at all. I saw a fork transformed from a pitchfork suddenly pop out from the robot's hand, and suddenly pierced a gangster's body! ! Then it slaughtered among the crowd like a tiger into a herd! Although it looks like some modified agricultural machinery, the structure of these mechanical assemblies is very ingenious. No matter where it is hit, the impact can be maximized through the ingenious structure.

The pitchfork in the robot's hand was like a devil's butcher's knife, and it cut down several gangsters in just a few breaths!

boom! There was a gunshot, and a gangster shot over with a shotgun, but the robot was unmoved at all, without even shaking its body, it picked up a wooden stick from the ground and threw it suddenly! Pooh! ! Under the huge force, the flat-headed wooden stick directly penetrated the head of the gangster who shot, and countless bloody brains splashed everywhere!

"Let's go home, Alan. The next horse race is about to start." Bastion came to Alan, gently helped him up, and walked over to help his father David up as well. The cords that bound them were cut by it with a fork.

"Bastion!!" Allen threw himself on the robot and cried hoarsely, "Let's go home! Let's go home, don't race horses! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Ian and Glyde on the other side were stunned. Ian pointed at the robot and murmured, "You...you can talk...what are you..."

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bastion walked towards Ian with heavy steps, and replied in an emotionless voice: "Yes, I can talk."

"You...you can talk...you..." Ian didn't know what to say for a while.

"Look at the rags on you! If you follow me, I'll replace you with newer parts!! I own the racetrack, and I have plenty of money! You don't need to follow those two poor ghosts at all!" After all, Glyde was a businessman, and his eyes were much more venomous. He could see the contradiction between the delicate half metal face and those rough agricultural machinery at a glance.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! We have enough money, you can have as much as you want!! Alan and David, we will send them back right away, and we will not trouble them in the future! Really..." Ian also reacted, Follow Glyde's words.

Bastion stopped suddenly, and his metallic voice came, "Yes, logically, this is a better choice."

"Basket... Bastion...don't leave me..." Allen stared blankly at Bastion and whispered.

"Hurry up and go home! Alan! The existence of a bastion is not something we can have..." David hurried over and hugged Alan, wanting to leave.

"I swear! I will never hurt Allen's family! So don't worry!! Join us! Let's make a lot of money together! You can also have a better body!!" Seeing the hope, Glyde said loudly.

But what he saw was a pitchfork falling from the sky in the robot's hand, and this was the last picture he saw!

Pooh! ! Blood splatter! !