Chapter 19 The girls here are good

For the next week, the fat man was soaked in the laboratory. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In addition to exercising in the training space every day, he is building his equipment.

With a speed of 1:3.5 per hour and the particularity of the training space, the fat man survived.

Even so, the fat man was still tortured, and both eyes were covered with heavy eye bags.

It's all worth it, though.

In the dark, a little scarlet appears and disappears, faintly setting off the outline of the fat man.

Across from him, on a large test bench, a gray bracer lay silently on it.

The fat man threw away the cigarette butt, stepped forward, and picked up the bracer.

The bracer is about the size of a palm, and the wrist body is made of metal with three hidden buckles to facilitate the holding of the wrist.

The palm of his hand brushed over the wrist, and in the next second, the fat man pressed the wrist guard to his hand, and only listened to the "click" sound, and the wrist guard was fixed on the hand.

The fat man turned his wrist and felt a chill where the bracer touched his skin. The wrist is in the shape of fish scales, and small pieces of iron are inserted into it.

The fat man felt it carefully, and suddenly his body shook, and a familiar power emerged from his body, which was a completely different perception from what was depicted in the textbook.

The fat man controlled this perception and touched the bracer, which lit up, and a stream of red light came out of the port.

The fat man waved at the target, "whoosh"! A red light shot out and hit the target fiercely.

Bang!

The red light sputtered violently on the target, and at the same time, a huge number appeared on the target.

324怂

The fat man glanced at the target and nodded, 324, which is already close to the limit of the first-level card.

After all, it's just a test card transformed from a life card.

The fat man suddenly shook his body and hurriedly propped up the table. He was pale, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and he was soaking wet.

"This thing still doesn't work." The fat man smiled wryly.

Although he cultivated his perception with strange methods, the fat man's perception was different from that of other people.

Ordinary Kaxiu Perception can be released externally, and attacks can be unleashed by manipulating energy patterns. But the perception of the fat man is locked in the body.

However, the fat man is a genius, a genius that Qi Jie has to look at equally, combining the technology of the two eras, the fat man has finally explored a set of methods suitable for his own use of perception.

That is to use the mechanical method to trigger a special device connected to the skin through perception, which activates the card and allows it to attack.

In this way, the fat man finally solved the problem that he could not use the meter. But here comes another problem, that is, the fat man still can't release his senses.

If you can't release your senses, you can't manipulate energy, and you still can't become a Kastheu. Fortunately, the fat man is mechanical, and he got inspiration from those guns, which are fixed attacks.

It's like a fat man using a firearm, striking the bullet and the way the bullet is fired is fixed. The fat man solves the problem of his inability to use cards while sacrificing Kasiu's agility.

The fat man looked his wrist back and forth a few times, summarized some problems, and recorded them on paper for next improvement. Suddenly, his meter rang.

"Dead fatty, you're dead, it's taken so long to answer my communication."

As soon as the communication device was connected, Qi Jie's shouting voice came.

While making a record, the fat man said absent-mindedly: "There is something to say, I will hang up if I have nothing to do." ā€

As soon as these words came out, Qi Dashao was instantly stunned: "Don't don't, don't be, I don't want to see you stay at home alone for a long time, so I invite you out to play." ā€

The fat man was stunned, and said quietly on his face: "Oh? You also know that you have been left alone at home for a long time, so let's say, how to compensate me. ā€

"There are a few women here in the west of the city, who have just reached adulthood, and their figures are called good. Brother knows that you haven't broken the place, this time it's mine! Qi Jie's chest slapped with a "snap".

"Yes, give me an address, and I'll be there shortly." The fat man looked eager.

After the end of the communication, the fat man stayed alone in the laboratory for a long time. He lit a cigarette, his face clouding in the scarlet smoke.

After about half an hour, the fat man finally came out of the house, walked out of the community, took a car, and drove towards the place Qi Jie said.

The south of the city is the wealthy area of the outer city.

Here are the most beautiful women and the strongest men in the whole of the city, and as long as you have money, you can find everything you want here.

The place where Qi Jie reported was very famous, and after the master sent the fat man to the place, he took the money and left, and when he left, he glanced at the fat man with a "you know" look.

There were a lot of people in the south of the city at night, and the small streets were crowded with young men and women, and the fat man struggled to move forward in the crowd, and finally found the house that Qi Jie said, the night.

Just as he was about to go in, suddenly a waiter in a suit and leather shoes came forward: "May I ask if it is Mr. Fu Bai?" ā€

The fat man looked left and right, and finally pointed to himself: "If you didn't call someone else, it should be me." ā€

"Hello Mr. Fu Bai, Mr. Qi has booked a room for you, please come with me." The waiter was very polite, half-bowed, and motioned for the fat man to invite first.

The fat man had never known how to say no to others, especially such a polite person, so he left. The waiter followed him, leading the way for the fat man.

After turning left and right, the fat man entered a private room, Qi Jie was doing nothing on the sofa to trim his nails, and immediately jumped down after seeing the fat man and gave the fat man a big hug.

"Damn, you dead fat man, I dialed you so many times and didn't answer the communication, master, I was almost killed!" Qi Jie slammed his fist into the fat man's chest.

"I told you not to mess with that mess a long time ago, you were tricked." The fat man gave Qi Jie an angry look.

Qi Jie's face flushed, and he said with a thick neck: "What do you know, if it weren't for you, the young master would have ended up like this?" ā€

The fat man didn't squeak, he glanced back at the room, and his voice was flat: "I don't know who wants to find me, come out and see me." ā€

No one answered.

The fat man smiled, walked over to the table, lifted a wine bottle, and threw it in one direction.

Bang!

The bottle was shattered in mid-air, and the dark liquor was scattered all over the floor, filling the room with a rich aroma of wine.

A few figures came out of the shadows, and the fat man didn't look at them, turned his head to Qi Jie and said, "Just these few goods?" ā€

Qi Jie rolled his eyes.

The person on the other side couldn't help it, and whispered to the fat man: "Fu Bai, right, someone paid for it, let us take something from you." Hand it over, this one is yours. ā€

As he spoke, a dark shadow shot towards the fat man.

The fat man grabbed it, put it in his hand and looked at it, and smiled.