Lucas named Robot(4)

I couldn't, I couldn't, Lucas waved his cut hand in farewell and ran towards the wall. He was shot again by the police car in front, there was a loud explosion, but I could not tell if he was hit. When the smoke cleared, I saw Lucas still running, sidestepping the wall and leaping up to the wall about twenty feet high, catching hold of the electrical wires above him for a moment. The electrical wire was supposed to have thirty to forty thousand volts, but that didn't seem like a problem to Lucas. Lucas has shot again from the police car, I saw Lucas fall on the other side of the wall, and the steep shaft below dropped at least two hundred feet, if the forehead is bad it is not unusual to be thousands of feet. Survival would be out of the question for humans, but it's hard to say how much damage robots, especially these amazing Robotron, can withstand. Who knows where the bullet hit, maybe it hit a place that didn't do much damage, maybe it will handle. I kept praying to myself that Lucas could escape safely.

A police car pulled up next to my taxi with sirens blaring. A police officer slowly steps down towards the wall. Another man came towards me talking to someone in a square box in his hand. When he approached, he put his head through the taxi window and smiled kindly at me and asked, what's up with you?

I was about to say something polite in reply, just as the interruption was triggered a second time. In an instant, my whole body writhed in pain, as if someone was inserting a hot needle through my hair follicles. It was as if someone poured molten lead inside the head and covered all the feelings. I clutched the car seat and tried desperately to bear the pain, unconsciously making horrible rumbling noises from my throat. I feel like I've been lying there for eternity. With great difficulty, I opened my eyes and saw the police officer still looking at me with a smile on his face.

I have nothing to do, nothing to do but suffer helplessly.