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"The judge will be here soon." The executioner shouted to UMP45.
UMP45 breathed a sigh of relief, then grinned and said, "It seems that the iron-blooded dolls are quite reasonable."
"What exactly do you want to do?" HK416 asked in a low voice.
"I'm just curious, and I plan to ask the iron-blooded person some questions." UMP45 said with narrowed eyes.
This is an unplanned action.
The wait didn't last too long, and the members of Team 404 saw a figure galloping from the other side of the horizon.
The person who came was none other than the enemy judge that UMP45 encountered in the butterfly incident!
"Wow, it's so scary, it's so scary, the ground seems to be trembling!" G11 yelled in fear.
But UMP45 is staring at that direction: there is nothing wrong with her, the black hair, the face like a little girl who can't grow up, she is right.
The armor on the legs sprayed blue flames, and a straight line was struck by her on the uneven ground, which was unstoppable.
"What an exaggerated debut, are all your iron-blooded figures so exaggerated?"
"So it was you." The judge also saw UMP45's face clearly at this time, raised his eyebrows and said, "You didn't die."
"Guys like me are probably not welcome in hell, hehehe!" UMP45 joked about the past.
HK416, UMP9, and G11 all silently watched UMP45 confront the judge.
Judging from the momentum of the previous appearance, the judge is an extremely terrible enemy, and this terrible guy UMP45 once fought her and evacuated intact?
"As expected of Miss 45!" UMP9's eyes could almost materialize into stars.
And HK416 frowned, looking at UMP45's back: what she experienced seemed to be far more complicated than HK416 thought.
After the person he was meeting with showed up, UMP45 snapped his fingers, and the other people behind him immediately understood the meaning, and piled up the important materials needed by Sangvis into a small pyramid.
The executioner standing on the side simply scanned the quantity and weight: "Okay, no problem, not a single gram is missing."
The judge made a movement towards the iron-blooded puppets nearby, and those iron-blooded figures came over to take the supplies.
But UMP45 raised his leg, stepped on the topmost material, and said to the judge with a smile: "Don't rush to take these things away, I have a question for you."
"What's the problem? Tell me quickly." Although the judge was dissatisfied with UMP45's frivolous tone, he still responded patiently to UMP45.
UMP45 first turned his head to look at HK416 behind him, lingering on him for a while, then refocused his gaze on the judge: "I want to know what happened after I and M16A1 left the Sangvis Factory."
"!" After hearing M16A1, HK416's heart skipped a beat.
Does this matter have something to do with M16A1? ?
The judge looked at UMP45 and did not speak.
"We are not enemies, Judge."
UMP45 threw away his gun in front of the Sangvis Doll, and said calmly: "In the past, we just had different positions."
"You are the defenders, protecting your creators, your masters, and I...we are just a bunch of cannon fodder driven by human conspiracy and power."
"Neither of us is an enemy, and even in a sense we all have a common enemy, so we can cooperate."
UMP416, with his back to HK45 and others, showed a sincere look to the judge: "Tell me the truth, iron-blooded figure."
The judge still didn't speak, but her eyes fell on the group of tactical humanoid girls behind UMP45.
UMP45 naturally understood: "9, HK416, you and G11 stay away for now."
"Understood, Miss 45!" UMP9, who believed in her sister unconditionally, naturally happily agreed.
But HK416 is not happy: "Are you kidding! You want me to avoid it, I..."
"I will tell you about him in the future!" UMP45 turned his head, looked at HK416 and said, "I will tell you everything."
HK416 froze for a moment.
After seeing the 'cunning' of UMP45, this kind of sincere and sincere expression became almost impossible to appear on his face.
HK416 gritted his teeth and said, "Remember what you said."
After all, HK416 and G11, who don't know the truth, and UMP45, who unconditionally obeyed UMP9, avoided for the time being.
The executioner, on the other hand, walked slowly towards the group of people with a mechanical knife on his shoulder, and made an expression of "You don't need to thank me" to UMP45 and the judge.
So there are only UMP45 and the judge left here, and there is no one else around except for some unintelligent iron-blooded figures.
"Now tell me the truth, Judge—"
"What do you want to know?"
"There's so much I want to know."
UMP45 raised his finger:
"The purpose of the man behind the scenes, what happened after this, what happened after M16A1, and of course the most important—"
UMP45's golden pupils looked at the judge.
"Is UMP40 not dead?"
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