Thousands of Brilliant Stars: You Deserve the Best!-Chapter 242: A Close Call—It’s Him, Number Nine!

Chapter 242: Chapter 242: A Close Call—It’s Him, Number Nine!

While saying this, he placed his hand on Iris Crawford’s neck.

Jonas Kingsley wanted to strangle her in the next second.

But just as he was about to exert his strength, Jonas hesitated again.

He wondered if strangling Iris to death like this would mean there’d be one less person in the world who could stir his emotions.

Hannah Lennox stood at the door watching, and she suddenly thought of Number Nine, who was in standby sleep. If she were to wake up Number Nine now, Number Nine would undoubtedly protect Iris without reservation...

Standing at the door, Hannah said to Jonas, "The Third Young Master, I... I’ll go outside to check the situation."

"Okay."

Jonas didn’t sense anything amiss with Hannah, thinking she was going out to see if anyone was approaching. He instructed, "Guard the door for me; don’t let anyone in without my command."

"Alright."

With a pale face, Hannah agreed and turned to walk towards the place where Number Nine was resting. But the scene of Jonas placing his hand on Iris’s neck haunted her. She replayed Jonas’s action countless times in her mind, asking herself if Jonas really did it, would she rush forward?

Iris... it seems I’ve also been bewitched by you.

Hannah took a deep breath and went downstairs to the living room. She pulled open a curtain that was always connected, revealing the silently resting robot Number Nine. For the first time, she wasn’t even afraid.

Previously, whenever Hannah saw Number Nine’s face, she’d instinctively avoid it. But now... having Number Nine here seemed like an extra bit of hope.

Iris, since when did I stop fearing what I always feared because of you?

She skillfully found the switch on Number Nine’s neck and pressed the activation button.

The sound of machinery buzzing after, Number Nine opened his eyes.

Seeing the person in front of him, Number Nine stared vigilantly at Hannah, "Why did you wake me up?"

"Iris might be in danger..."

Hannah’s palms were sweating as she spoke. This act was tantamount to betraying Jonas. Having lived under Jonas’s shadow for years, it was the first time she defied him, leaving her terrified. She lowered her trembling voice, "If something happens to Iris, please... save her."

Number Nine immediately sprang into action, not sitting idly by after hearing this. Just as he was about to do something, someone suddenly burst through the door!

"Mr. J’s judgment was indeed accurate!"

A group of men in black appeared at the door, "You indeed have thoughts of betrayal!"

Hannah looked flusteredly at the men in black appearing before her, "Why are you here?"

"Mr. J has been cautious of you for a while, so this time he didn’t come alone; he brought all of us!"

The weapon in the hand of a man in black pointed at Hannah’s face, "We won’t let you go, Hannah; we won’t spare any traitors!"

The word "traitor" hit Hannah’s spine. She tried to argue, "No, I just... for the safety of The Third Young Master..."

"You, being by the Third Young Master’s side, should never do such a back-stabbing thing!"

The leader of the men in black took out a walkie-talkie, "Mr. J, Hannah indeed displayed traitorous behavior, and we’ve captured her on the spot now!"

Hannah shook her head, retreating, "No, you misunderstood me, trying to frame me; Third Young Master, listen to my explanation!"

But the men in black wouldn’t listen to Hannah’s pleas? They swarmed, trying to capture Hannah directly. At that moment, Number Nine moved, pulling Hannah over, then his mechanical arm transformed into a steel blade, slicing through the air with a sharp, beautiful arc. The next second, blood splattered!

Hannah stared in shock at Number Nine, who brought her out from the crowd. She saw his eyes flickering with red light as if activating some mode. He told Hannah, "Run now, go tell Lachlan Wyatt! I’ve already sent him a distress signal."

"Okay... okay!"

Hannah ran towards the door, right, with Lachlan around, he would surely protect Iris! But just as she was about to rush out, someone grabbed her from behind, "Don’t even think about escaping!"

"Boss, this guy is a monster!"

The man in black, injured by Number Nine, held his wound, retreating in fear, "Is that a human or a ghost! Why... is his arm a knife!"

"It’s no use! Even if it’s a monster, today it has to disappear from this world!"

Clearly, the men in black were a bit panicked, but relying on their numbers, he commanded the rest, "Some of you go capture Hannah, don’t let her escape, the rest come with me to control this monster!"

Monster...

Number Nine’s eyelashes trembled, as if at that moment all his emotions rushed out, "Iris never calls me a monster."

She only ever said they were of the same kind.

Number Nine flicked the blood off the blade in his hand, "You are all Jonas’s accomplices."

"Accomplices?"

The men in black laughed loudly, "We are merely helping Mr. J construct the world we desire. If this world can’t accommodate us, then we obliterate all humanity and order to start afresh!"

Hearing this, Hannah felt a deep chill throughout her body. She ran forward with big strides; she had to get out, she had to escape alive. Falling into their hands was certain death...

"Capture Hannah!"

Footsteps closed in, and to allow Hannah to escape, Number Nine used his body to block their path. The next second, a blade forcefully pierced through his chest, the mechanical friction producing a sharp tearing sound. Number Nine wasn’t able to feel the pain, just halted entirely.

Fine fragments of parts scattered from his chest.

Hannah Lennox was stunned, almost too weak-kneed to run.

"I don’t feel pain."

Without looking back, Number Nine seemed to guess that Hannah would be frightened, so he said, "Run! Go find Lachlan Wyatt!"

That man who created him, who created hope.

Hannah dashed off, running up to the main street, desperately asking passersby for help. Her device was jammed, preventing her from making a call, leaving her to flag down cars for assistance.

Some people thought she was a crazy woman, driving straight past her, until a car brushed by her side and suddenly slammed on the brakes.

"Isn’t that Hannah Lennox?"

Silvan Caine looked at Hannah’s face, "I remember you’re Jonas Kingsley’s sister, aren’t you? Why are you in such disarray, seeking help by the roadside?"

At this moment, Hannah couldn’t care less about her identity, she knelt in front of Silvan Caine, "Take me to Lachlan Wyatt, Iris Crawford is in danger!"

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Meanwhile, in Iris Crawford’s villa, the first floor living room was already in chaos. A knife was lodged in Number Nine’s chest, a stab from the assailants in black earlier; if he were a normal human, he would be dead by now. Luckily, he was a robot and was unaffected, but...

Number Nine felt like his cognitive ability was slowing; could the earlier injury have damaged his computational equipment... 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

But there was no time to worry about anything else. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: kill them all and rescue Iris Crawford!

So Number Nine’s movements weren’t hesitant at all; anyone who charged at him, he would swing his cold blade with godly might, forcing the group of men in black to quiver. Still, they charged for Jonas Kingsley, again and again, one even threw a knife straight at Number Nine’s back.

Number Nine, being a robot, could only be hit but not feel pain. With a knife in his chest and countless people chasing him, he charged to the second floor, swung his knife, and in the next moment, the door to Iris Crawford’s bedroom was cleaved open with decisive force!

Jonas Kingsley looked up abruptly at the man standing outside the door—no, perhaps it shouldn’t be described with human terms, he seemed like the most loyal knight of the goddess, raising his weapon amidst the onslaught, the sharp tip pointed directly at Jonas Kingsley on the bed.

Number Nine didn’t blink, "Get away from Iris Crawford."

Jonas was first shocked, and after the shock, he whistled, looking at Number Nine with a meaningful gaze, "Who gave you emotions?"

"I have no emotions," Number Nine spoke word by word, "I only have duty, now step away from Iris Crawford!"

Jonas didn’t expect this scene to occur; he had stripped Iris Crawford bare, leaving her completely exposed in front of Number Nine. If she were conscious, would she be so ashamed she’d want to die?

Jonas caressed Iris Crawford’s face, watching her in deep sleep, and softly said, "What if I don’t?"

"Then you have only one path left, death."

Number Nine tilted his neck, as if issuing a final ultimatum, "Any man who touches her, deserves to die."

Saying this, Number Nine stepped inside, the men in black outside tried to come in but were halted by Jonas’s shout, "All of you, outside!"

"But Mr. J..."

"Get out!"

Jonas didn’t know why he didn’t let them in; perhaps he didn’t want others to see Iris Crawford’s unclothed state, that was for him alone to see...

In the next moment, Number Nine already wielded his knife, moving with a speed unlike any human, charged at Jonas Kingsley with killing intent!

Jonas dodged, Number Nine continued his assault, swinging his weapon. Jonas engaged in a back and forth, until he flipped and gripped Iris Crawford’s neck!

He dragged Iris Crawford, "If you dare make a move, I’ll strangle her!"

Number Nine’s strike toward Jonas suddenly halted!

Jonas laughed shamelessly, "You’re just a robot, how dare you contend with me? Number Nine—or perhaps I should call you brother, after all, you look just like Weston Wyatt."

Lachlan Wyatt gave Number Nine a human identity, as though Weston Wyatt were alive again.

And now, Weston Wyatt had become someone’s savior once more.

Number Nine looked at Jonas, "Using Iris as a human shield..."

"I’m not just using her as a shield, I’m going to humiliate her right in front of you!"

Jonas’s perversion reached an extreme, knowing Number Nine’s duty was to protect Iris Crawford, he turned this duty against him, rendering him helpless!

Jonas’s hands roved over every part of Iris Crawford in front of Number Nine, like a silent provocation.

Lachlan Wyatt, do you see? Everything you’ve created, I can destroy!

Iris Crawford, unconscious, unaware that she had become a hostage again, seemed to groping in the darkness, unable to regain her senses.

Why...

Number Nine noticed Iris Crawford’s eyelashes flutter slightly, realizing something, and then without hesitation slashed towards her!

Jonas couldn’t believe Number Nine would harm his owner, unable to dodge in time, a bloody gash appeared on Iris Crawford’s arm!

"A robot is just a robot, indiscriminately attacking others now?" Jonas sneered, pulling a device from his pocket, "But I have a way to deal with you, Number Nine. As soon as I press this button, sending a signal, all electronic devices will malfunction, including you!"

No matter how powerful Lachlan Wyatt is, what can he do having created you!

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