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159. Forced

Although it is an old model of robot, ordinary civilians do not even have the chance to see it. Only people like Li Qiang who have citizenship and are willing to pay a lot of trading points can temporarily have the right to use this combat robot.

I didn't want to use this thing, but looking at the fierce crowd, Li Qiang sighed slightly, wondering whether it was because the hard-earned trading point was gone, or because these people were not lucky.

With a crisp snap of his fingers, a magnetic fluctuation gradually appeared in the sky above Li Qiang and others. No one used it for a long time, which made this old combat robot lack maintenance, and many components aging, which reduced its combat effectiveness by 13%.

But even if you have bare hands, you can't compare with the following gangsters holding blades and iron rods.

Magnetic sparks splashed, and a few steel fingers twitched inappropriately. This combat robot, which was about the appearance of an adult man, slowly landed on the ground with a light blue aura.

The mottled military green paint, like crispy potato chips, breaks as soon as you touch it, revealing the still bright and sturdy military steel armor underneath.

The beautiful steel pattern on the steel armor makes this combat robot full of iron and blood for the toughness and coldness of iron and blood. The edges and corners of the arc flow line give him a sense of flexibility and change.

This combat robot, which has long been eliminated by the army, has become a high-end combat power on this remote and semi-abused transit planet.

There are less than 30 such robots on the entire planet, and it is a special self-service service established by the military department in response to citizenship policies.

In order to hire this combat robot, Li Qiang spent a total of 1,000 trading points, but he could only have 24 hours of use and could not take it away from this planet.

"Click" Even with the help of buffering flames, this combat robot weighing at least half a ton still made a loud sound of landing.

Looking at the battle robots from the divine weapons and the members of the Blood Skeleton gang were as if they had been collectively immersed in a fixed manner, they looked at the legendary battle robot with a dazed look, completely stunned.

After a while of a cold scene, everyone's eyes slowly gathered on a bald middle-aged man with big face.

The middle-aged man looked ugly, and a big blood-colored skeleton was tattooed on his bare forehead, wrapping his entire head in, making people only see his two fierce and fierce eyes.

After throwing away the blade in his hand, the middle-aged man was still open. He directly pushed the crowd away and walked to Li Qiang. He looked up and down at Li Qiang. The middle-aged man took out a magnetic card similar to Rick and shook it: "You are also a citizen? I am a second-level citizen."

He deliberately bit the pronunciation of the word "level 2", and the middle-aged man looked at Li Qiang nervously. It wasn't that he was afraid. If Li Qiang was really a senior citizen, he would have mobilized thirty military combat robots to protect himself, so how could he have to take out one to show off?

But similarly, the middle-aged man dared not underestimate Li Qiang. Renting an old combat robot for twenty-four hours is equivalent to consuming the qualification of a first-class citizen.

The middle-aged man also has more than one thousand trading points, but he is reluctant to take it out so arrogantly and rent a combat robot.

When Li Qiang heard this, he felt tricky and his brows frowned like a steel rope.

Citizenship qualifications, civic obligations, civic regulations... all rules and regulations flashed before Li Qiang's eyes, and finally stopped on the "civil conflict".

Citizens, affiliated with the official member of the Pan-Cosmic Federal Government. They have higher survival opportunities and various preferential policies than civilians.

If two citizens have a conflict, except for factual basis, the final decision to punish is only one thing. The federal government clearly tells the public that if you want fairness? If others respect you? If you want rights that ordinary people do not have, then improve your citizenship!

If a low-level citizen conflicts with a high-level citizen, even if the wrong person is in the other party, the punishment will be punished to a certain extent based on the other party's citizenship level.

But if the mistake is made by low-level citizens, in addition to lowering the citizenship rank, the penalties will also be increased. Inside and outside, the federal government is revealing a message that "citizen rank" is very important.

So when Li Qiang heard that the middle-aged man was the same as his own citizenship level, he was in a dilemma.

It would be no benefit for everyone to continue to entangle. But the other party was determined to be Li Qiang's citizenship level was not high and he kept entangled.

Renting a combat robot may have exposed the identity and existence of Li Qiang and others, so he has no time to argue with the other party here.

With a sigh, Li Qiang sold the two hundred silver tale on Rick and replaced it with a trading point.

Contributing 4,000 trading points, the military combat robot around Li Qiang suddenly made a very humane action.

He stood up straight, his head tilted slightly, his two thick, cold and hard metal arms raised, his palms were upright, and amid the muffled "slap" sound, he made an applause.

It wasn't over yet. The sound of teeth grinding on the steel plate on the chest revealed a black and bright developer with a large nail. After debugging for a while, the image of the large piece was unstable, and the light and shadow effect, like inferior fireworks, burst out with an old festive spirit.

"Zhu~!Zhu~!" The fireworks were very bad, and Li Qiang was in a bad mood.

In order to get rid of the Blood Skeleton Gang in front of you as soon as possible, Li Qiang spent almost all the Yintale to purchase the third-level citizenship that is currently useless.

The middle-aged man's eyes burst out, as if he swallowed a fly alive. His face was even more wonderful than fireworks, and his voice was faintly uneasy: "Congratulations to you, for your promotion to citizenship, haha!" The dry laughter seemed to be covered in wet flour, wilted.

Li Qiang's face became popular as a citizen, but his face turned darker. He ignored the other party's bullshit congratulations. Instead, he proposed a personal trial of citizens to face the combat robot.

"Did! The individual citizen trial passed, the plaintiff Li Qiang, the third-level citizenship qualification, the defendant Zhang Hu, the second-level citizenship qualification, and the manual review qualification, please wait."

Li Qiang uploaded all the recorded images of the conflict to the present to the combat robot, waiting patiently for the result of the personal trial.

The middle-aged man was so anxious now that he heard the "personal trial" that he hadn't heard for a long time. A gust of air conditioning followed his spine and rushed directly to the back of his head.

If it is someone else, the middle-aged man is not afraid of anything. But Li Qiang, who is also a citizen, is one level higher than himself. Once the personal trial is passed, it will not be able to settle the matter by dozens of trading points.
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