Chapter 2488 (1/2)

Communication is the key to get along with people, and language is the bridge of communication.

If communication is in place, major issues will be reduced to minor ones; otherwise, it will lead to more and more differences and various contradictions.

But the communication between people and pets is often not so easy.

Although Wade always wanted to communicate with his symbiont, the venom unilaterally cut off the channel of communication. No matter how the host talked to him, all he wanted was to escape and ignore him.

The brain of the host is full of excrement. What can I talk about?

What changes form new underwear? It's a burrito. You eat each other? And help scratch the tumor inside the rectum?

Is this what normal hosts ask of symbionts?!

The disobedience of the venom leads the dead waiter to sell it, because he thinks that the symbiont is useless. His existence also prevents him from tearing the dead skin on his buttocks freely, and he can't breathe up and down when he burps, which is very uncomfortable.

But now, he has changed his mind.

The dead waiter pulled the headless body of the former Frey with his toes, and leaned against the wall of the lane. The light of the street lamp in the distance made his red and black mask uncertain.

After a long time, he sighed and said to his shoulder, ”you go. I don't like you. The life of African American robots is also life. I want to fight for PG13 men. I can't tolerate my symbiont being a racist.”

Yes, he's going to get rid of the venom.

Although he is a mercenary and has never had a bottom line, he can no longer let the venom have anything to do with himself for the sake of his lofty goal.

Now the venom sees Frey and bites him. What if he eats Tony, too?

You know, my cousin seems to like Tony very much, because he calls all barbers Tony. If his business behavior spoils my cousin's toys, it will be troublesome.

Forget it, the one million dollars won't be made. Let the symbiont go where it comes from.

Venom:

What? Is that freedom? Originally trapped in this rotten body of cancer, as if attached to the body can not leave, he also conceived a lot of plans.

For example, how to abduct the host to step on dog excrement, so that he can take a bath, so that he can take the opportunity to get rid of himself by rubbing the bath and molting...

can't it be used now? So I really left?

The venom tentatively flows from the dead waiter to the ground. The tentacle touches the brick in the alley. Then it shrinks back and looks at Wade.

It finds that it can really leave. It seems that all these things can be controlled by the death attendants. It's very strange.

But it didn't think much, just like the people in the lunatic asylum. When the door of the hospital is open and no one is watching, why don't it take the opportunity to go out and see the colorful world?

So the venom immediately flowed out of Wade's uniform, like thick asphalt, down the drain to the sewer, and then only heard the sound of ”poop” falling into the water in the dark.

It should have jumped into the dung soup in the sewer.

”After all, master and servant, run away, and don't be hanged.” The dead waiter looks at the entrance of the sewer with a melancholy face. Although he has no night vision ability and can't see anything clearly, he can still look up at the starry sky 45 degrees: ”the farther you run, the better. You'd better never come back. You'll die...”

”well, brothers, how was my performance just now?” But he was handsome for only three seconds. After a short silence, the waiter laughed again and said to the air: ”am I very affectionate? What moved everyone? Let's go

As he said something of unknown significance, he bent down to lift up the body of the nearby Frey robot, put his arms on his shoulders like helping the wounded, and walked towards the taxi by the side of the road.