Fang Yang also knew that this kind of old man had a very strange temper, and it was estimated that he was indifferent to this person.

Do you really want to do it yourself?

But for such a dry and thin little old man, it doesn't seem to be very good.

Master Mai seemed to feel a different emotion brewing in the air, and he turned his head and looked at Fang Yang with a pair of dead fish eyes.

The two looked at each other, and the sparks in their eyes clashed in this cramped space.

"I advise you to think clearly, otherwise, you must be the one who regrets it. ”

Master Mai glanced at his head and began to busy himself with the business at hand again.

The next moment, in the depths of the empty and dark room, there was a low roar, which was extremely penetrating and shocking.

"Roar ......"

Fang Yang's heart was pang, and he was throbbing, and he couldn't secretly congratulate himself that he didn't have the impulse just now, otherwise, he would definitely regret it.

This dueling beast is a little terrifying, this roar, the lung capacity is so strong, this voice seems to come from the underground, and it can be transmitted so far, is it a legendary dueling beast?

However, what is even more terrifying is that this person can actually be distracted and manipulate the dueling beast?

Just now, he obviously saw that he didn't have any abnormal movements, but the next moment there was a roar warning from the dueling beast.

No, it's not!

Sister Porcelain had clearly said that he was the one who could distract himself from manipulating the dueling beasts, and he was the first one she knew.

This Master Mai was also introduced by Sister Porcelain, and obviously knew her, and Sister Porcelain would not make such a low-level mistake.

Could it be that this Master Mai has other means of controlling the dueling beast?

However, curiosity is curiosity, the current situation is full of gunpowder, Fang Yang decisively indicated his way of coming, "It was Sister Porcelain who called me here." ”

As if hearing some familiar name, Master Mai suddenly stopped, and his shriveled hand hung in the air so abruptly.

Seeing this situation, Fang Yang couldn't help but feel that there was a play, and added, "Sister Porcelain said that you owe her a favor, and you will definitely help me." ”

After speaking, Fang Yang fought to the side, waiting for the following.

In fact, this sentence is completely made up by himself, what he owes Sister Porcelain a favor, it is purely his own blind guess.

Fang Yang just wanted to prevent this little old man from retreating when he was engaged in ideological entanglements and the struggle between heaven and man, so he helped him and made up a sentence.

Sister Porcelain knew this old man so well, and she deliberately asked herself to go to him for help, which shows that the two should have a good relationship, Fang Yang said so.

However, if Sister Porcelain knew that she had used his favor like this, I don't know how she would clean herself up.

I can't admit it, and I can't admit it if I kill it!

Fang Yang thought to himself.

Master Mai sighed dejectedly, "I owe that girl a favor, that may be the most regrettable thing I have ever done." ”

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

What is the situation that you regret the most?

Could it be that this little old man still has something to do with Sister Porcelain?

However, Fang Yang glanced at Master Mai again, this was not appropriate.

"Just leave the model data, don't ask about the rest, don't care, come and get it after three days. ”

Master Mai dropped such a sentence and began to busy himself with the matter at hand again.

Fang Yang was a little confused.

Finished?

That's it?

This is a violation of the underground order, so you agreed?

I whispered in a low voice before, and it didn't work to say so much with a good face, but it turned out that the name of Sister Porcelain was so good?

It seems that he still underestimated Sister Porcelain's energy in the underground dueling arena.

Fang Yang was asked out in a daze, and the apprentice guarding the door looked at him in surprise, what is the problem?

Walking out, Fang Yang reacted at this time, feeling that he had missed something very important.

What about money?

Didn't pay for it yourself?

Could it be cash on delivery? But I didn't even pay the deposit.

This old man is really weird, this prosthetic person is not cheap, especially the customized prosthetic person, which is even more precious.

But if you can save a sum of money, you won't lose money, Fang Yang thought happily.

It takes three days to customize the prosthetic skin of a Hurricane, so you need to spend three days in this underground black market.

I heard that there was also a free racing training competition in the underground black market, and Fang Yang really wanted to see it.

After all, he was ready to compete in the free race in a little more than a month.

However, I don't have any experience, so if I go into battle like this, I am likely to become someone else's experience baby.

There are also some training and guidance for free racing competitions on the ground, but those are all theoretical, and no matter how much you learn, it is more useful than racing in person.

Free Race Training Tournaments like the underground black market are absolutely forbidden on the ground, because Free Race Training Tournaments are real training, without any protective measures, and they will kill people!

It's also ridiculous to say, on the ground, these centurions are the strongest force to maintain order and watch for peace, but in this underground, full of all kinds of prohibitions and killings, they have become favoritists, and they have become the people behind the dark forces.

Maybe it's for the sake of profit.

Fang Yang went back to see Ci Nian, asked her about her plans for the next three days, and even invited herself, the master, to train freely together, but unfortunately she was cruelly refused.

The reason for refusal was that she was too vegetable, and she was afraid that she would accidentally kill herself.

Fang Yang felt that his self-esteem had been hit by 100,000 points.

In the end, he had to train alone with a sad look, and he secretly swore in his heart that it would be best to use up his master's favor in the future.

The underground black market city is the outline of a city, with the endless Black Sea at the very edge, far from the underground buildings.

In the strip near the Black Sea, there are countless artificial ecological buildings, which are endless, and piles of huge cubes are stacked to the brim.

With a variety of terrain and even city streets, it's arguably the closest to a free race.

However, despite the large venue, there are very few people who come here to train.

Because free race training is deadly!

There is only one winner in the final race, and in order to surpass the goal in front of him, he can use all means, even sneak attacks, assassinations, or all kinds of despicable means.

Some people may think that this is just racing training, just to get familiar with the real racing competition, and there is no need to be ruthless.

However, I didn't experience the most real feeling in training, and once I really stepped on the free race track, I tasted the fear and threat of death, and it was too late to regret it.

It can be said that the free race is a competition that exchanges life for hope, and it is also the hope of everyone in Night City, and it is the way out for everyone, and there is a glimmer of hope in despair.

Maybe every time tens of thousands of people die in blood, or even die on the streets, many people still enjoy it, and even fanatical about it.

That's because, in a city that treats people like rats, this may be the most promising light.