90: Chapter 90 You call this a nanny? This is a Terminator!

After the call ended, a morbid fanaticism appeared on Fan Yu's face.

He sent the paper recording Lu Li's home address, along with all his hatred, through an encrypted channel.

Two o'clock in the middle of the night, Hongshi Villa District in Mingzhu City.

A black shadow nimbly vaulted over the three-meter-high wall, landing silently without disturbing even a single fallen leaf.

The intruder's codename was "Shadow," a former Delta Force member who roamed the global gray zones after retiring, making him one of the top predators in the mercenary world.

He took out a small device and pressed the switch.

Hum.

An invisible electromagnetic wave instantly covered the surrounding hundred-meter area. All security surveillance in the villa district became blind before him.

"Children's play."

Shadow curled his lip in disdain. He had seen the target profile for this mission: a sponge who relied on his wife, and a wealthy heiress who ran a company. To him, a job like this was no different from a picnic.

The price Fan Yu offered was tempting; he wanted not only the information but also the life of the man named Lu Li.

Shadow had no moral qualms about this.

Money for goods, that was the natural order of things.

He skillfully bypassed the infrared sensors, sticking to the shadows against the wall, and soon made his way to the back door of the villa.

He operated a set of specialized, top-tier lock-picking tools, and in less than a minute, the smart lock worth hundreds of thousands was easily cracked.

The entire process was so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.

Infiltration, successful.

The living room was deathly silent, with only the moonlight outlining the vague silhouettes of the furniture.

Shadow put on his night-vision goggles; a green light screen covered the entire room, making everything around him clearly visible.

His gaze swept quickly across the living room, finally pausing for half a second in a corner.

There was a seat there, and a blonde woman wearing denim shorts and a white T-shirt was sitting quietly on it, her eyes closed as if she were dozing.

A nanny? Why is she sleeping there?

This thought flashed through Shadow's mind, then he immediately cast it aside.

His targets were the technical data in the study and the life of the man in the master bedroom.

Just a nanny.

If she got in the way, he wouldn't mind snapping her neck while he was at it.

He lightened his footsteps, sliding like a snake, bypassing the woman, and crept toward the study on the second floor.

Just as his toe was about to step onto the stairs.

Behind him, from within the blonde woman who had remained as still as a sculpture, came an extremely faint sound of mechanical transmission.

Shadow's movements froze abruptly, the hairs on his back standing on end!

He turned his head sharply!

In the darkness, the woman's head lifted slightly.

A pair of azure blue eyes lit up in the night, devoid of any human emotion, watching him calmly.

Not a human!

This realization hit him like a bucket of ice water, pouring from the top of his head to the soles of his feet!

He hadn't seen Doraemon, but the files mentioned that Guanghui Technology had released a home Robot.

But the thing in the files was a round Blue Fatty, not this kind of female android with a creepily high level of realism!

The intelligence was wrong!

Combat instinct instantly took over his body.

Shadow lightning-fast drew a military-grade repeating crossbow from his tactical vest, muscles tensed, aiming at the woman who was slowly standing up.

Meanwhile, within Number 18's internal system, data streams refreshed like a waterfall.

[Unknown biological signature detected.]

[Thermal imaging scan: Intruder heart rate 110, adrenaline levels skyrocketing, holding offensive weapon.]

[Threat level: Class C.]

[Handling plan generated: Execute cleanup order.]

Number 18 stood up from the charging dock; she flexed her neck, but didn't make a sound.

"Intruder, please stop your actions and leave immediately."

Number 18 spoke; it was a perfectly synthesized female voice, smooth and clear, yet devoid of any emotional fluctuation. To Shadow's ears, it was more terrifying than a devil's whisper.

"Monster!"

Shadow growled and pulled the trigger repeatedly without hesitation.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Three cold, gleaming crossbow bolts, arranged in a triangle, shot toward Number 18's face, heart, and abdomen at a speed difficult for the naked eye to track!

These arrows, capable of piercing two-centimeter-thick steel plate, should have pinned this monster to the wall in the next second, bursting with brilliant electric sparks!

Shadow had even envisioned this scene in his mind.

However, reality completely shattered everything he had learned over his twenty-plus years as a mercenary.

A golden afterimage flashed across the air.

When Shadow's vision refocused, those three lethal crossbow bolts were being caught in mid-air by the blonde woman with both hands, as if it were nothing.

The sharp arrowheads were less than a centimeter away from her delicate skin.

Her hands didn't even tremble.

"Fuck!"

Only these two words remained in Shadow's mind.

Bare hands... caught supersonic crossbow bolts?

What the fuck is this thing?

Is this reasonable?

Isn't this even more absurd than those superhero movies?!

He finally realized that he hadn't just kicked a steel plate this time; he had kicked a fucking interstellar warship!

Run!

This was his only thought.

He dropped the hand crossbow, his body recoiled sharply, and at the same time, he pulled a flashbang from his waist, ready to throw it.

However, his movements were broken down into hundreds of slow-motion frames in Number 18's dynamic vision system.

The moment Shadow's fingers were about to touch the flashbang, Number 18 moved.

Her figure vanished from where she stood.

Shadow only felt an indescribable fragrant breeze hit his face, and then, an irresistible, terrifying force gripped his wrist.

"Snap!"

The sound of bone shattering was exceptionally harsh in the silent living room.

"Ah!!!"

The intense pain made Shadow let out a short scream.

His CQC close-quarters combat skills, which he was so proud of, couldn't even withstand a single round against this monster.

Number 18 was expressionless; her other hand reached out, precisely pinching Shadow's chin, and lifted it gently.

Shadow felt as if his cervical spine was about to be pulled out; his feet left the ground, and his entire body was hoisted into the air by her single hand.

"What... exactly... are you?"

Shadow squeezed the words out of his throat with difficulty, his face full of sheer terror.

Number 18 did not answer him.

Data streams flashed rapidly in her azure blue eyes as she scanned Shadow's entire body, analyzing his equipment and physical data.

Just then, the bedroom door on the second floor was pushed open, and light poured down.

"What's going on? What's that sound?"

Lu Li rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out in his pajamas.

Su Qingxue followed closely behind him, her face full of vigilance.

When they saw the scene downstairs, both of them were stunned.

Shadow's survival instinct exploded to its peak at this moment!

Hostage!

He saw hope for survival!

He used all his strength, at the cost of a complete comminuted fracture of his right wrist, and violently broke free from Number 18's restraint!

He snatched up the repeating crossbow that had fallen to the floor again. This time, the crossbow bolt wasn't aimed at Number 18, but at Lu Li at the top of the stairs!

"Don't move!"

Shadow roared, his face full of madness, "Otherwise I'll kill him!"

He had bet right; this Robot was protecting the homeowner!

Su Qingxue was pale with fright, and almost subconsciously, she wanted to step forward to block in front of Lu Li.

But a warm palm gently pulled her behind him.

Lu Li stood in front of her.

He looked at the crazed Shadow downstairs; that gaze was as if he were looking at a clown.

In Number 18's azure blue eyes, a trace of bone-chilling cold emotion flashed for the first time.

[Warning: Master is under threat.]

[Threat level upgraded: Class A.]

['Cleanup' order upgraded to 'Erase' order.]

This was a split-second judgment, not even ten milliseconds.

The skin on her left arm split open silently, precise mechanical structures unfolded, and a pitch-black gun barrel rose from within.

In the center of the muzzle, a flash of lethal fire was gathering.

Shadow's heart suddenly stopped beating!

What did he see?

A gun barrel popped out... from her arm?!

Is this the fucking Terminator?

Didn't they say it's impossible to get guns in China?

He didn't doubt for a second that if he dared to make any unnecessary moves, that black hole would instantly devour his life!

"Bang!"

A dull, soft sound.

A bullet with a top-tier silencer attached left the chamber at a terrifying speed.

Shadow only felt a violent shock in the web of his hand, and the repeating crossbow flew out of his hand, tracing a weak parabola in the air before falling onto the soft carpet.

He looked down in horror and saw an extra bloody hole in his wrist.

When he looked up again, he saw a wisp of barely visible smoke rising from the gun barrel on the blonde woman's arm.

She stared at him with those emotionless eyes and slowly raised the gun barrel.

Finally, it aimed at his glabella.

There was cold murderous intent in her eyes.