After replenishing a little nutrients, Hiroshi Matsushima left the house and headed to the dojo.

As a fully prosthetic modified person, Matsushima Hiroshi only needs a few kilowatt-hours of electricity to live for a long time, and only needs a few days to supplement a little peptide, metal ions and carbohydrates, only a dozen grams. However, he has always maintained the habit of supplementing nutrients every day to ensure that his brain is always full.

But after stepping out of the home protected by the security system, he realized that something seemed wrong.

The streets are so noisy. And this noise is not the kind of indulgence and carnival that often occurs in the city at night, but another kind of noise full of oppression.

There was constant shouting and fighting.

"What's going on?" Hiroshi Matsushima muttered to himself, "It shouldn't be. The local gangs show no signs of turning into a green forest. ”

With such doubts, Matsushima Hiroshi sent messages to several of his past disciples to inquire about the recent situation.

Matsushima Hiroshi has many disciples, and the number of athletes is limited, but there are still many who go to gangs and are recruited as grassroots fighters in the government. He didn't usually have much contact with these people. Only when the martial arts hall is likely to be affected, will he send a message and ask for some information.

And because he had received his favor back then, as long as he asked for not key information, then those disciples were still willing to answer him.

"The official side has not received any information, but it means that it has not received an order to dispatch yet."

"But the people who are currently in the Fierce Hand Party say that I should be careful of myself, because they will make big moves......"

Matsushima didn't follow in. He also knows more or less about the ecology of those gang members. If those disciples hadn't blended into the upper echelons, then they wouldn't know the whole story at all, and it would be useless to ask. And if those vegetable disciples have already mixed into the high-level, then he will definitely not reveal useful information to himself, and it will be in vain to ask.

Suddenly, a white light flashed across the sky. Then the earth trembled slightly.

"That direction...... Robbery trails? Where is the Capacitor Gang? Matsushima Hiroshi was stunned: "With this equivalent thermal weapon, the government may intervene at any time, right?" Mammoth crazy? Completely ignoring the consequences? ”、

He began to walk briskly towards the unrelated.

The bomb seemed to be some kind of signal, and the gang members in the neighborhood began to quickly become fanatical, especially the members of the Mammoth Party, who acted more and more unscrupulously. Hiroshi Matsushima knocked three minions unconscious in a row on the road and disarmed twice before he successfully arrived at the martial arts hall.

This time, the door of the Iron Block Flow Dojo was already packed. When Matsushima Hiroshi approached, he didn't know who shouted: "Matsushima Teacher is here!" Then, the crowd automatically opened a path that led into the dojo.

Hiroshi Matsushima looked around. This time there seemed to be more people coming together than usual.

Soon, the owner of the Iron Block Flow Dojo walked out and said, "Matsushima Teacher, you can come!" ”

This hall owner, according to his seniority, is already a disciple of Matsushima Hiroshi's nephew. Matsushima Hiroshi never cared about the ownership of the martial arts hall itself, only the elite of this martial arts hall, so he never competed for the position of the owner of the martial arts hall. Although his martial arts skills are getting higher and higher, he is always just a teacher.

But at this time, the owner of the museum also has to rely on him.

The owner of the "Songdao Normal ......" said: "It's up to you if you can't say it this time." ”

Hiroshi Matsushima nodded: "I'll do my best." ”

However, with a flash in his righteous eyes, he sent a message to the martial arts hall owner: [I can only do my best. After all, we can only have light prostheses, and we have no internal strength to speak of. One missile is what I can't defend against. 】

The owner of the martial arts hall smiled bitterly; [But it's better than "nothing can be resisted."] Matsushima Shibu could at least defend himself against the attacks of ordinary warriors. A lot of people here are counting on you. 】

At the same time, he said, "Matsushima Teacher, do you want to tell someone else something?" ”

Everyone hoped that the old martial artist could calm down for himself.

Matsushima Hiroshi nodded slowly, and then, no longer entering the martial arts hall, but turned around, turned his back to the door of the martial arts hall, and calmly put out a basic fist of mecha steel fist.

So much for.

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"Kill!" "Kill!"

At the gate of the black market, the Fierce Hand and the Capacitor Gang have collided. The two low-transformation warriors charged against each other, slamming head-on into each other, exchanging fists with each other. Then, it's the blood-colored flowers that bloom under the neon lights.

The remnants of the body hanging on the body of the prosthetic body cannot withstand the power of the body's fists and feet. Flesh and blood instantly lost their original form, turning into an unrecognizable mess. Although the two warriors felt the pain, they did not stop there, but used similar fists and struck each other fiercely. In just three moves, the fierce hand minion fell to the ground, and his internal organs flowed all over the ground.

The Capacitor Gang minions ignored the flesh that was dripping from his body, and pulled away, intending to attack the others again. However, the fallen warrior grabbed his ankles and tripped over the ground with a wrestling technique.

The capacitor helped the martial artist to move his feet to kick, but found that the fierce hand party martial artist had his hands in place, and he didn't kick out any damage after a few consecutive kicks.

Then there was a burst of gunshots. The capacitor warrior was instantly scooped.

The fierce hand warrior who was pierced by his stomach was rescued by his own people and injected with white artificial plasma. His heart and intestines are prosthetic, so they are not easily lost like natural internal organs. After losing most of his internal organs, he still retains considerable strength.

Although he had lost most of his body, there was not much pain on the warrior's face. Because he knew that according to the rules of the gang, he would definitely have a better prosthetic body in the future.

These two warriors are only one part of this vast battlefield.

In the depths of the black market, Ambrose, the double-flowered red stick, fled quickly. But he was killed by two black shadows.

"Die, die, die!" Ambrose frantically danced the long stick in his hand, and the steel rod continued to stab, poking at the plane brother and the mammoth party, and tearing a road hard. But the other two red gangsters of the Fierce Hand Party took advantage of this opportunity and quickly leaned over and narrowed the distance between them.

The least important part of cyber martial arts is "breathing", so while Andros stirred the long stick with both hands like a windmill to force back the enemy, he could also ask loudly: "What is wrong with your fierce hand, do you really want to die!" ”

"Well said."

Suddenly, a cry appeared, severely deformed by the Doppler effect. Ambrose just heard this and secretly said no.

Then, "Blast" broke through the wall and ran over where he was.

Tang Shagu smashed through four walls before stopping. Behind him, a row of houses collapsed one after another.

He fitted and crashed into.

This is the overwhelming advantage of heavy prostheses over light prostheses. At this moment, Ambrose, the capacitor gang, had become a pile of scrap metal on the ground, plus a small silver stain on Tang Shagu's upper arm.

Tang Shagu smiled cruelly: "It is precisely because you die that we will give up!" ”

As he spoke, he looked at a camera on the corner of the street, and gestured with both hands to shoot a submachine gun.

The information of this camera will indeed be transferred to the government side synchronously, but most of the time, the government will not deliberately look at it - there are too many cameras they want to see.

Tang Shagu's move was still against the capacitor gang.

And the capacitor white paper fan John Kansas looked at this scene and was about to collapse.

"Why? Why did the madmen of the Mamaurants come and attack us with all the strength of the community? Why do you say 'never die'? Where did we push them into a corner, so they had to? That's not right...... I'm a blank slate, if there really is such a plan, it's impossible not to know? ”

The more John Kansas thought about it, the more unreasonable he felt, and he couldn't help but smash the monitor in front of him.

"It doesn't make sense at all...... It doesn't make sense at all...... And there are no plans to negotiate either...... No, it's not that we don't intend to negotiate, but that we intend to cripple us and then talk? However, in this case, the losses of the lower-level gangsters will inevitably be a little too great. Even if the masters in the gang do not lose, the lower gangs will lose all their strength, and the gang will lose its execution. In that case, the alloy pie will eat the two of us together...... Nope...... Doesn't make sense? No signs of negotiation yet? ”

Suddenly, the black-robed man opposite him spoke: "I remember, among the information you provided, Tang Shagu is a master of internal strength, and he is not very good at external skills?" ”

John Kansas nodded, "What does the envoy have to say?" ”

"From the man's body language, I only read a taste of long-term killing. The move he used to kill Ambrose, 'Olympus Tilt', was three percent off the normal move. Judging from these body movements, his 'killing' is not just a 'torture' for fun. The envoy of the Six Dragons Sect said, "This is a characteristic of the green forest. [Note: "Olympus" here refers to the highest peak of the solar system located on Mars, a mountain up to 27 kilometers]

John Kansas exclaimed, "This can't be! The mammoth party has not transformed into a green forest at all! They ......"

"It's not 'gangs metamorphosing into green forests', it's 'becoming green forests'. This collective memory is not something that can be accumulated in a short period of time. The Six Dragons Sect Envoy shook his head: "There must be another person behind them, who gave them a collective memory of the green forest." I guess. ”

John Kansas was horrified, "What should we do, the envoy?" ”

The biggest feature of Green Forest thinking is that they "don't remember the consequences" - if they care about the consequences, he must be under the premise of "not affecting Lao Tzushuang".

In this situation, it is not surprising that the Fierce Hand Party is doing anything.

The envoy of the Six Dragons Sect only sighed: "The green forest is elusive and unpredictable. I don't know why they're attacking you, maybe it's just because the junior members of your gang eat an extra sip of candy in front of them, or drink water in an unsightly manner. There's no way, just accept your fate. Our deal is closed. Although the results were not ideal, thank you. ”

"Your ......, Envoy"