"Who is he?" Lola asked curiously.

"It's Ryuji Goda, who is known as the dragon of Kansai!" Wu Chen's words quickly said the plot line of Rulong: "Not long ago, in the battle between the Tojokai and the Omi Federation, Ryuji Xiangda had a death fight with Kiryu Kazuma, but in the end he failed and was swept away by the Omi Federation. After that, he lived an incognito life near Kamurochachi. Because he was abandoned by the organization, many enemies began to seek revenge from him. While constantly evading the pursuit, Ryuji began to give up on himself......

Until he met an 'old man'. The old man, who used to run a prosthetic business, is actually buying and selling weapon modifications. In order for Ryuji to survive, the old man equipped him with the strongest right-handed 'Black Iron Pill'! And Ryuji, who has regained the meaning of life, finally broke out today under a huge crisis! ”

Lola raised her twin guns unconvinced, "Is he strong?" ”

"Well, it's strong." Wu Chen snorted at the army that surrounded Long Si, "At least it's much stronger than them!" ”

"Is the army weak?" Lola was still not convinced.

"Very weak!" Wu Chen nodded solemnly, "The army in peacetime has never seen blood at all, and post-war Japan is a society of high-welfare elderly people, and the soldiers under this system have no combat effectiveness at all." This can be seen from the current scale of the Fukushima nuclear crisis! ”

Saying that, Wu Chen said to Xiangtian Ryusinu again: "The extreme way of licking blood on the tip of the knife is the main force of Japan to kill the enemy!" ”

"Humph!" Looking at Lola's expression, she seemed to be very appreciative of Wu Chen's praise.

Wu Chen, who was extremely excited, didn't notice it at all, "Lola, don't go in yet." I'll take you somewhere ......."

"Where?"

"Go visit the 'old man'." Wu Chen's eyes were bright and he smiled.

Lola quickly understood Wu Chen's thoughts, "The mechanic who transformed the octopus man's right arm?" ”

"That's right, it's him." The AE86 swung like a fish and headed for a new destination.

The old man has no name, and familiar people call him: Gunsmith, which translates to: firearms remodeler. Legend has it that he is almost 70 years old. Living in the depths of Kamuro Town.,Ostensibly it's a prosthetic leg.,Behind the scenes, it's engaged in the illegal transformation of firearms.,Not long ago, at the request of Ryuji Goda, who gave up on himself in the pursuit.,Reform the prosthetic hand for it.,Take this as an opportunity.,Firearms reformers and Ryuji Goda have become friends of the year.。

Although the old man is nominally secluded, it is only for the general public, and it is actually easy to find insiders. Wu Chen parked the car on the side of the street and rang the doorbell with Lola.

Without even asking, the security door opened automatically.

Wu Chen and Lola walked through the porch one after the other and knocked on the door of the studio.

"Come in." The old man, who was wearing a pair of reading glasses and a beard as white as the engineering clothes on his body, looked at Wu Chen and Lola calmly.

"Hello, Master." Wu Chen bowed.

"What's the matter?" The old man asked, holding his stomach straight.

"I'd like you to get two guns fine." Wu Chen pulled the nurse's uniform that was still on Lola, and the female model pouted and put her beloved GLOCK18 on the table.

"GLOCK18, Russian imitations. The chromium-molybdenum alloy steel barrel has a full gun life of 15,000 rounds and a barrel life of 20,000 rounds, and the accuracy will deteriorate after firing 10,000 rounds, but it can continue to be used. The old man just touched it and reported the number.

This level of eyesight calmed Wu Chen and Lola at the beginning.

"What do you want to change?" The old man was satisfied with the expressions of the two.

Wu Chen scratched his head blankly, and Lola bit her lip and said, "Please change them to the limit." ”

"Extreme ......," the old man smiled unprecedentedly, "Not long ago, someone told me the same thing. ”

Of course, Wu Chen knew that the person in the old man's mouth was Ryuji Xiangtian, but for the sake of safety, he didn't want to break it.

"No problem." The old man's refreshment made Wu Chen take aback.

And what surprised him even more was yet to come. The old man pushed GLOCK18 aside and said to Wu Chen, "It's you, what do you want?" ”

"Me?" Wu Chen pointed the tip of his nose and hurriedly waved his hand, "I'm a driver, I don't need it, I don't need it......"

"Oh?" The old man pushed his glasses, "As a man, do you plan to let your woman face it alone and stand by and watch!" ”

"We're not ......" Wu Chen subconsciously glanced at Lola, it seemed that the female model had acquiesced!

In this case, the explanation is tantamount to a cover-up. Wu Chen opened his mouth, and finally could only grit his teeth and admit it, "What do you think I can do?" ”

Wu Chen's attitude made the old man's tone soften slightly, "Follow me." ”

The old man led the two down to the basement, through the stacks of boxes of various prosthetic limbs, to the depths.

The small space is filled with storage shelves, and there are many parts that seem strange to outsiders. In the center, surrounded by storage shelves and parts, is a large alloy workbench. The spider robotic arm hanging from the ceiling, dazzlingly connected with various types of modification tools, combined with high-power honeycomb lighting similar to surgery, makes this hidden studio look very unusual.

The old man got busy on his own, and Wu Chen, who had nothing to do, casually picked up a drawing from the pile of waste paper at the corner of the table, and accidentally found that the creation on the drawing seemed to be no stranger to him.

Seeing that the old man was moving parts from the storage shelves around him to the table one by one, Wu Chen hurriedly went over to help. These dusty parts are heavy to pick up, but they're much lighter than their larger size.

Isn't it metal?

Wu Chen curiously wiped away the floating ash, and his eyes were suddenly stung by the bright silver cold light unique to the alloy.

"What is this?" Stroking the centipede-like metal belt, Wu Chen couldn't help but ask.

The old man did not answer, but concentrated on completing the task at hand. When snatching the metal belt from Wu Chen's hand and placing it in the center of the pile of parts, the old man finally hung his waist and straightened up.

"Kinetic Armor!" Just looking at the scattered drawings spelled out by the parts, Wu Chen was excited.

"It's still a long way off." The old man shook his head, "The current Cheng dù can only be called 'Kinetic Prosthesis'. ”

Suddenly recalling that he had seen the design sketch earlier, Wu Chen's jaw suddenly dropped in shock: "Silver Warrior!" You are ...... Shishida"

"Oh." The old man nodded noncommittally, "A year ago, you were the one who sent Xue Xu on the plane." ”

"It turns out that her name is Xue Xu...... Xuexu?! Wu Chen seemed to hear the sound of his jaw dropping to the ground. An orphan girl who was adopted by Shishida has the ability to peek into her fate! I'm going, I sent her to the United States to find Wolverine a year ago?!

"Xuexu's child......" seemed to recall something warm, and a rare smile appeared on the old man's face. Then again, you're coming to me now because you want to go to quarantine. ”

"Yes." There was nothing to hide, so Wu Chen immediately picked up the cause and effect and told him what was important.

"That's how the virus came about." The old man's calmness surprised Wu Chen slightly. Thinking about it again, no matter what the old man's identity was before, it has nothing to do with simplicity. As an underground black hand in the transformation of firearms, good and evil are no longer the criterion for judging.

Therefore, whether Wu Chen says it or not, the old man will help him.

Or maybe it's because of Xuexu?