New York University, the world-famous Washington Square.

This was once a place full of artistic atmosphere and youthful vitality. Artists are looking for inspiration here, and young scholars gather and entertain. Within a kilometer centered on the square, there are cafes, taverns, restaurants, and jazz bars that stay sleepless all night.

But now it is empty.

In the huge square, except for the occasional birds and white-tailed deer, there is no breath of life.

It suddenly turned back to what it was hundreds of years ago - it was once a swamp, and in the 18th century it turned into a cemetery and buried more than 10,000 people who died of yellow fever.

The huge marble arch on the square still stood solemnly and majestic. It was like an old man, and it talked tirelessly about the prosperity of the square, the prosperity of the region, and of course the greatness of the city. How could it be - no one stopped and listened, only the black crow hovered above its head.

To be precise, a building facing marble is a block - this block is also one of the iconic wealthy areas of New York City. Being able to own a house of your own (whether it is rented or purchased) is a well-known figure in this city. Although it may not be as good as those tycoons who live in Long Island and travel by helicopters or yachts, and some CEOs who work on top floors of Wall Street Business Center, they are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

The entire street is full of townhouses, not counting the basement and attic. It is three stories high, and each of the residents has hundreds of square meters of space. Because there are huge marble arches like the Arc de Triomphe set off by the side, although this building is retro, it gives people a sense of classical and grandeur. It is strange that, in theory, all classical and grandeur should be "has passed away", let alone villas - even a manor of tens of thousands of square meters, it just makes people feel desolate.

Because I had already experienced life in a manor villa on the way here, Zhang Yang and others were not surprised when they entered this room. Instead, they felt that this place was a bit narrow and not as broad as the manor. However, this place is the city center after all, so it is understandable.

It is entirely up to Fang Heng to find this place. The cold guy had basically figured out Robert's whereabouts yesterday, so he knew where his home was. Therefore, with Fang Heng's guidance, Zhang Yang and others came here. Although it was the first time, they seemed familiar.

At first, Zhang Yang was a little suspicious. After all, this place is the city center. You know, there are still many zombies in New York City. Who would choose such a place as their residence? This is simply seeking death!

However, as soon as he entered the house, Zhang Yang felt relieved. Judging from the fact that all the instruments in the house were still brand new, it was right that this place should be his residence. If it was an abandoned room, it would have been too dusty to live in it.

But living in such a place, aren’t you afraid of zombies scratching the windows at night?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang felt his scalp numb. I don’t know if it was because he heard the sound of his nails scratching the window with his fingernails, or the scene where the shadows around him were full of zombies...

Too scary!

If it were him, Zhang Yangning would have chosen a 100-meter-high building to live in. In this way, the zombies would not be able to find him. However, Zhang Yang thought again that the elevators in this place could not be available. If you choose a high building, the zombies would probably not be able to bite him to death, so he would have been exhausted by climbing the stairs first.

So, living here is not without consideration? Zhang Yang thought, this guy is really bold and meticulous, or he is completely sure that the zombies will not come here, so it is dark under the light?

After Zhang Yang and the fat man took Robert back to the room, they simply dealt with his external injuries. As for whether he suffered internal injuries and whether the injuries were severe or not, they had to wait until Chu Jianqing came.

Not long after the two of them sat down and rested, a sound of thunder came from outside.

As soon as he heard this sound, Zhang Yang's whole body was shocked!

Isn't this the sound of Harley Motorcycle?

As the true owner of that motorcycle, Zhang Yang firmly believes that he will not hear it wrong.

After only an hour passed, Zoro brought Chu Jianqing to knock on the door.

When he opened the door, Zhang Yang was furious. He glanced at Chu Jianqing and Zoro. Judging from the two of them being exhausted, they seemed to have never stopped along the way.

What a good guy! It seems that not only Zhang Yang, but also Zoro, the robot, is a good player when racing!

This is simply bullying!

Zhang Yang blocked the door, pointed at Zorro's nose and cursed: "Fang Heng, you are just a custodian! Why can you use my things at will, but I can't even touch them!"

The fat man leaned against the door frame and looked at Zhang Yang with contempt: "A terrible guy."

Chu Jianqing didn't want to pay attention to Zhang Yang, but said to the fat man directly: "Where is that person? Take me there!"

"good."

The fat man led Chu Jianqing into the room, and Zoro also wanted to follow him, but was stopped by Zhang Yang, "Fang Heng, you must give me an explanation today!"

Although Zorro has the ability to act independently, most of the time, it is still under Fang Heng's control. Fang Heng knows what he sees and hears clearly in the distant suburbs of New York City. If this robot wants to pretend to be confused, Zhang Yang will never agree.

Sure enough, Zorro suddenly began to change and became Fang Heng's appearance.

The eyes of "Fang Heng" swept over coldly, and Zhang Yang couldn't help but take a step back.

He was actually timid?

Zhang Yang really wants to slap himself.

You must not be timid, Zhang Yang, otherwise you will not be able to make a fuss in the team in the future! You are tall and handsome, and you are very capable of fighting. Are you still afraid of this sissy?

Zhang Yang raised his head and looked down at Fang Heng from a high place.

When my eyes were facing each other, I actually had a bit of a needle pointing to the wheat.

And this time, Fang Heng actually compromised - "Fang Heng" walked to Zhang Yang and whispered to him, then Zhang Yang immediately smiled, wishing to give "Fang Heng" a big hug.

Who knows what shameful deal these two have reached!

In the living room of the villa.

Robert lay on the floor where the matted floor was still unconscious.

When Zhang Yang and Fang Heng came into the house, Chu Jianqing had already completed the diagnosis.

"How is it?" Zorro did not change back to his original appearance, but maintained the appearance of "Fang Heng". As soon as he spoke, he immediately scared the fat man and Chu Jianqing.

"Why did you become like this?" Chu Jianqing looked at 'Fang Heng' and frowned. He didn't seem to like Zoro's current appearance. She said lightly, "Maybe because when it fell from the sky, there were zombies as meat pads to relieve the impact, so his injury was not serious. I need to give him simple acupuncture and bloodletting treatment, so that he will be fine and will not leave any root cause."

‘Fang Heng’ nodded, “Very good.”

Chu Jianqing hesitated for a moment and then said, "Although I am confident that I can cure him, as for whether there will be any discomfort, I can't say, and I have to wait until he wakes up."

'Fang Heng' said: "Then you stay here. If necessary, I will send someone to pick you up."

Chu Jianqing said: "That's all we can do - by the way, we must let Brother Cao take medicine on time!"

"Fang Heng" heard Chu Jianqing's advice, but said "yes" as an answer, and then turned around and left.

"Hey, the door is not in that direction!" Zhang Yang looked at the wrong direction of "Fang Heng" and couldn't help but remind him.

"I'm looking for something." "Fang Heng" answered very perfunctorily for Zhang Yang's kind reminder.

"Fang Heng" did not spend much time and directly found the location of Robert's laboratory. The fat man and Zhang Yang watched the man walk into the laboratory. After about twenty minutes, they walked out of the basement slowly, with their faces still showing an ancient well. It seemed that the things inside swept his interest.

Chu Jianqing was still undergoing surgery, of course, it was just some simple surgical operations. Zhang Yang and the fat man were busy cleaning scalpels, wiping sweat, stopping bleeding and other things, and they had no time to pay attention to the "Fang Heng" who came out of the basement. And "Fang Heng" was also very conscious and did not bother them. He just said "I'm leaving". Without waiting for their answer, he left by himself.

Listening to the sound of the door closing and the sound of the motorcycle starting, you can imagine a Harley racing in New York City at a speed of more than one hundred miles, heading towards the suburbs.

Everyone was convinced that "Fang Heng" had really left.

"He's gone."

"Um."

"You still need to say it? Don't move around, hold it down for me, this is the artery! He will die if he bleeds too much!"

"What do you think he went to the basement to look for?"

"I don't know, nor do I want to know."

"Can you shut your mouth? Can't even masks shut you up?"

"If the mask works, my poor college roommate won't go crazy. Oh, why did he go crazy at a young age? - Don't look at me, it's not me who drove him crazy, I'm just talking casually and jokingly. Just be serious, and ask me to tell me that Fang Heng must have found something amazing in the basement."

“For example?”

"Fatty, can you stop talking to him? Don't you know that the best way to make a chatterbox shut up is to ignore him?"

"I think even if he ignores it, he will keep talking."

"Brother Fat understands me, by the way, let's talk about the problem just now. I think there might be a lot of figures and posters in the basement! There are eva series, fate series, and-"

"Enough, do you think this guy looks like a dead house? Or is it that all these things are left in your eyes like your dead house."

“···”

"Why don't you talk anymore? I feel guilty?"

"No, you seem to have cut his blood vessels, he is storming blood."

"Oh my God! Help!" Chu Jianqing looked at the blood in front of him and felt dizzy, so anxious that he was almost crying. "Don't talk anymore, please shut up!"

"Yeah, OK, OK."

Seeing that the simple operation turned into rescue, Chu Jianqing was in tears. If it caused a medical accident and eventually failed the trial, she would be a sinner forever!

She just wants to have the surgery quietly now!

"Hey-Do you think Fang Heng feels that it's much easier when he leaves?"

Zhang Yang was silent for only a few minutes, but after hesitation, he spoke again. This time he chose a more serious question.

"That's not Fang Heng, but t1000." The fat man handed Chu Jianqing the scalpel that had been disinfected with an alcohol lamp, reminding him.

"But even though I know it's a robot, I still feel awkward when it turns into Fang Heng's appearance. Don't you feel it?" Zhang Yang said, "Fang Heng is like a silent warlock. When he comes, I don't even have the interest to speak."

Chu Jianqing and the fat man gave this guy a blank look at him at the same time.

Farting, you guy is obviously interested in talking nonsense at any time! If Fang Heng's existence can make you shut up, that would be great. To be honest, Fang Heng is indeed annoying sometimes, but your guy's nonsense seems to be no less than him in this regard.

Zhang Yang continued to talk to himself, not paying attention to the eyes of the other two, "Don't you hate him? For example, sometimes, you will especially want to beat him!"

Chu Jianqing did not answer this question, but instead started working, and the fat man showed a thoughtful look.

"Sure enough, you don't like this guy very much from the bottom of your heart, right?" Zhang Yang said. He finally discovered what he had in common with everyone. "Actually, I'm not afraid of you making fun of this guy. Fang Heng, I've wanted to beat him several times, for example, last time I was in..."

For some reason, Zhang Yang suddenly started talking and started to complain wildly, not caring about the feelings and expressions of the two people next to him. This guy was quite enthused.

I've been busy for about an hour.

Chu Jianqing wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arms, then took off the blood-filled gloves. She put all the blood-carrying things into a self-sealing bag and sealed them to prevent the smell of blood from spreading.

"Fang Heng, we have completed the operation. Robert's vital signs are stable and there is no danger." Chu Jianqing took off the surgical cap on his head, his hair spread out, and Zhang Yang saw a wireless earphone hanging on her ears.

Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that this girl has always carried headphones? And the team communication channel has been smooth?

So, wasn't it just now-

The fat man smiled and patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder, gloating: "You guy is blessed. I complained about Fang Heng for an entire hour. I don't know how that guy will arrange for you, hahaha..."
Chapter completed!