Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Before Sandy could finish speaking, Anran slammed a water pipe into Sandy's waist.

puff.

Blood splattered.

pain.

The pain returned.

Sweat poured down his forehead like a waterfall, mingling with blood as it seeped into the corners of his eyes.

"This is a blow delivered to you on behalf of the deceased."

The water pipe struck Sandy's wrist instantly.

With a snap, Sandy's left hand broke.

Driven by excruciating pain, Sandy struggled to her feet and tried to escape to a distance.

"Do you still want to run away at a time like this?"

An Ran wiped the blood from her cheek, then gripped the water pipe and struck it hard again.

Click.

This time, Sandy's left hand was smashed directly from his arm, leaving it a bloody mess and broken bones.

"what!"

The excruciating pain radiating from every part of Sandy's body made him roll over.

It hurts, it hurts so much, it's like my heart is being torn apart.

A robot, it's actually a robot.

How is that possible? How could there be such an intelligent robot on ship 1886?

Even during that time at Night Owl, he hadn't seen it.

how is this possible.

Sandy's lips were trembling.

Sandy, who was leaning against the wall, was a dagger still in his right hand. Although he looked like a demon, he was also weak, pitiful and helpless.

On the contrary, An Ran, with her many small knife wounds and the water pipe in hand, seems more like a murderer.

"Robot, robot, robot..." Sandy kept muttering to himself.

He's probably gone mad.

An Ran thought to herself.

After calculating for a long time, I didn't expect that Ella was actually a robot. Those small-caliber, trashy pistols couldn't penetrate Ella's armor at all.

I lost a pitiful few points of armor, but I can recover them by going back and having a meal.

Robots capable of automatic recovery and automatic evolution.

It might be even scarier if I told you.

"drink--"

This time it's the left leg.

"You used to torment other people like this, didn't you?" An Ran's voice was icy.

Colin was burned to death.

There are also many other people.

Click.

Sandy was hit in the knee.

It bends outwards in a strange way.

He gritted his teeth, let out a muffled groan, and finally stopped muttering to himself. There was no fear or hatred in his eyes when he looked at An Ran.

Instead, he wore a strange smile.

An Ran frowned at this strange behavior.

Madmen are hard to fathom.

In short, although it is cruel, he should experience pain before he dies.

Anyway, the surveillance cameras have already been destroyed.

Click.

This time it's the right leg.

Sandy leaned against the wall, still chuckling to himself.

dong dong dong...

He just heard the feedback over the radio.

“Let me guess, was it your family member who was killed?” Sandy said.

"Bang!" An Ran didn't reply to him and completely broke Sandy's right leg.

"safely……"

Ella suddenly shouted.

"Who is it? Let me keep guessing."

"What's wrong?" An Ran asked Ella, ignoring Sandy who was talking to himself.

Ella said, "Isn't this a bit too cruel? Dad always told Ella that even in war, we must follow the spirit of humanitarianism."

"I guess you're a bastard."

An Ran knocked the dagger out of Sandy's hand with a single blow.

Then she inserted the hose in front of Sandy.

At this point, the mechanical leg had run out of energy, but Sandy was no longer able to escape.

“Hmm,” An Ran replied softly, “Humanitarianism is indeed a good thing in some ways. However…”

Anran poked Sandy twice with the hose.

"This kind of thing cannot be called a human being at all, so there is no need to follow any humanitarian principles."

“Oh,” Ella said thoughtfully.

“Was it a year ago when I…” Sandy wanted to say something more.

"It's your MB."

Anran poked Sandy in the water pipe again.

"Pfft—" Sandy spat out a mouthful of blood.

Anran won't tell Ella now that Sandy killed Colin, nor will she give Sandy a chance to ramble on.

In short, she wouldn't give Sandy any chance of pleasure.

All it brought him was pain.

"boom!"

"Click—"

That sounded like a rib breaking.

"Don't worry." An Ran smiled at Sandy, "I won't slap you in the face, you can rest assured, after all, I still need to collect my reward from my superiors."

"..."

“How pitiful. Now only the humanitarianism that you ignore can alleviate your suffering.”

An Ran slammed the water pipe down again.

The water pipe wasn't very sturdy; after being knocked so many times, it actually bent a little.

"..."

Sandy finally stopped laughing.

This girl was able to maintain a frightening calm even in her anger.

When venting his anger, he can be as ruthless as an executioner.

The fear that had just subsided suddenly took hold of Sandy's heart again.

He's not the kind of person who finds amusement in despair.

If I could stay alive, of course I wouldn't want to experience this kind of despair.

In particular, he had unknowingly provoked such a ruthless character.

"Hey, you should be glad I study mechanics, not the human body, otherwise you could enjoy yourself a little longer."

After An Ran finished speaking, she finally used her most ruthless move.

Groin-licking stick.

Crack!

"what!"

Broken.

Broken.

Everything is broken!

The piercing scream startled Ella.

“Anran, what’s wrong with him? He wasn’t calling out just now.”

“Well…” An Ran thought for a moment and said, “It’s probably because you hit a weakness. Just like in a game, hitting a weakness can cause more damage.”

"Oh."