The most prosperous central neighborhood of Scrap Iron Town.

The penthouse next to the Death Ball playing field.

Yes......

With a moan of satisfaction, the men and women wrapped around the room fell silent.

Call.

After a long time, a slender black man got up from the bed, walked naked to the wine cabinet, and poured a glass of wine.

The woman on the bed wrapped Linglong's body in a sheet, revealing a beautiful face, which was none other than Qilian, who appeared at Yide's clinic not long ago.

"I got a chance, and this time we will definitely be able to enter Salem."

The black man drank the wine from his glass and turned his head to look at Qilian.

"You're with me."

"If only we could do what the big man commanded."

The black man waved his hand, and a metal disc attached to his temple flickered slightly.

Two faces appear in mid-air.

"Find these two people and bring them back."

Victor was immersed in the good life after entering Salem, but he didn't notice the surprise on Qilian's face when he saw a face in mid-air.

"I've found one of them, and it's providential that this guy is in a food processing plant I control!"

"Now we just need to find another ......"

"I know where she is!" Qilian blurted out.

Victor turned his head sharply.

"What did you say?"

"I met her, just this afternoon, at Ide's clinic."

"Hahaha!"

Victor laughed maniacally.

"Looks like even fate is on our side!"

Ping!

At this moment, there was a sudden violent impact on the glass curtain wall on the top floor, and the glass curtain wall shattered in response, and a tall steel body broke in the debris in the sky.

Chirping!

The man bowed slightly, his hands making several deep marks on the ground.

"Gruishka, what's in your head?"

"Can't you just take the elevator?"

Click!

Gruishka stood up and stepped through cracks in the hard granite floor.

"That thing is too slow."

Gruishka looked at Viktor condescendingly, "And it can't fit me at all." ”

Gruishka was even bigger after the transformation, and his head looked ridiculous in comparison, the armor on his shoulders was raised high, and his head was sandwiched in the middle, and only half of his head could be seen from the front.

"Where's that man?"

"I'm going to shred him!"

Victor put on his dressing gown.

"Don't be impulsive, I don't know how you were killed, but the metal wreckage recovered by the centurion patrol force looks miserable."

"And that guy took your head, and I guess now I've discovered the secrets of your body."

Victor said unhurriedly.

"We need a careful plan to deal with this kind of guy, and to be on the safe side, I recommend gathering more people."

Boom!

Gruishka slammed his fist into the pillar beside him, and a large pit the size of a basin appeared on the stone pillar where the two of them were hugging.

"Don't bother, tell me where he is, I'll kill him now!"

Gruishka roared.

"I can't let your impulses ruin this operation." Victor's face turned cold, "If you continue, Mr. Nova should be more than willing to calm you down." ”

At the mention of the name Nova, the originally irascible Gruishka's face changed suddenly, and he roared angrily a few times, splashing the stone pillars around him with dirt and stones.

"Say, what should we do?"

Victor gave a strange smile and raised his glass above his head, looking through the liquid to the city in the sky.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

…………

"Id, I'm out!"

Alita pulled the jacket hanging on the hanger, draped it over her body, then opened the door and ran out in a hurry.

"Remember to come back early!"

Ide shouted, and Alita answered vaguely, and her steps were faster.

She made an appointment with a boy named Hugo, and today they went to a special place together, and when she passed in front of Mawson's clinic, Alita looked inside.

In the room, Mawson was sitting in front of the experimental table, intently studying something, and he turned his back to the door, and Alita couldn't see it for a while.

Ding Ding dangdang.

Alita pushed the door open, and a pleasant wind chime sounded.

"Is there anything you want me to do? Alita. ”

Mawson didn't look back, and continued what he was doing.

"How do you know it's me?"

Alita couldn't help but speak, but she suddenly thought of Mawson's amazing performance that night, and she couldn't help but feel like she had asked a stupid question.

"What are you doing?" Curious, she approached and was greeted by a rather strange combination.

A mechanical dog with a human head?

Looking at it, Rita suddenly felt that the head on the dog's body was a little familiar.

"Is this the mantis girl?"

Looking at this strange thing in front of her, Alita couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

"What did you do to her?"

"A little experiment."

Mawson said calmly.

Alita opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say, and she suddenly remembered what Ed had told her, stay away from that man, who was extremely dangerous.

In fact, in the last few days, Mawson has been studying Gruishka's brain, and at the same time has confirmed some ideas on the mantis woman.

He did make some progress.

The mechanical controls installed by everyone in Scrap Iron Town are indeed very hazardous, and once the proportion of metal manipulated by the body increases, it will bring great mental trauma to the operator.

And this trauma is irreversible!

But Gruishka was clearly a special case, his brain had been blown up, but the tissue fluid was still there, and Mawson speculated based on the only clues.

The Druishka's brain is definitely artificially crafted for better control of the machine.

"It looks like the whole scrap metal town is just a testing ground in Salem, and the people who live here are guinea pigs."

The so-called bounty hunters, the so-called mechanical thugs, are nothing more than a stage play directed and performed by the top brass of Salem.

The goal is to get better control of the city.

In this oppressive environment, nothing is more fanatical and sought after by citizens than the bloody and brutal sport of the Death Ball.

The sport of Death Ball itself has absorbed a large number of mechanical thugs who are not visible, and this kind of mixing of forces and confusion between black and white reflects the deep malice of the rulers.

From this technique, Mawson suddenly got some inspiration, and he felt that it was necessary for him to go up and have a look.

Maybe you can find a way to solve your own hidden dangers.

At this moment, the door of the clinic was opened again, and a big man with a bald head walked in.

"Dr. Mawson, do you have time today? There are a lot of workers on the factory side who need your maintenance. ”