After the two removed the heavy body of the Wasp from the pickup, Asimov took out his treasured fiber cutter and began dismembering it.

For the all-alloy body of the wasp mecha from a century ago, the diamond cutting knife inlaid with extremely hard is like cutting tofu. After a while, the two worked together to split the limbs of the Wasp Warrior, and a complete skeleton was presented in front of the two.

"It's perfect, it's like it's tailor-made!"

Climbing the iron ladder, Asimov took a tape measure and measured the entire body of the Phantom and made an accurate comparison with the skeleton of the wasp. At this moment, the phantom's empty casing seemed to be endowed with a soul, and his eyes flashed with a longing gaze from time to time, as if calling for something.

In fact, in the eyes of many design masters in the field of mechas, most of them are not optimistic about pinning the strength of mecha entirely on the skeleton system. Because the biggest function of the skeleton embedded in the body is to increase the mobility of the mecha, but for such a complicated thing, if they just want to do it for that little inconsequential articulation, they can even abandon it, and more often these technicians only think about the importance of the skeleton when making the concept machine.

But Asimov didn't think so in his heart, as he had a unique insight into the definition of a mecha, he felt that although the peripheral hardware of a mecha was a favorable factor, the skeleton system was also a vital part. Although the skeleton is set inside the mecha most of the time, it doesn't mean that it is not important because it can't be seen, and it can even be said that the skeleton system is an indispensable thing for a mecha, just like a human being, if you lose the bones of your whole body, then how to place only a body of flesh and blood?

Not to mention this now extinct steel structure, it can be said that this kind of load-bearing steel structure is no longer a skeleton in a simple sense, but an auxiliary device that can be called a mechanical skeleton, the biggest feature is that it can assist the mecha to maximize its own power, and at the same time coordinate the balance between the systems.

The skeleton of the Wasp Warrior is now a shell, reduced to a pile of scrap metal that can be sent to the recycle bin, but for the Phantom, this will be a milestone.

Before he knew it, the sky was gradually darkening, and Asimov carefully lit a cigarette, took a sharp puff and said: "It's not early, I'll take care of the rest!" ”

Yang Lei nodded, he knew that even if he stayed here, he wouldn't be able to help, because although it was simple to remove the skeleton, if it was re-embedded in another unfamiliar body, then there would be a corresponding rejection between the two, which required technicians to combine them through grinding and welding, in this case, technicians not only had the skills and hand speed at their fingertips, but also needed an environment that could make them highly concentrated.

After quietly smoking a cigarette, Asimov looked at the phantom's eager electronic eyes, smiled and said to himself: "Next, old fellow, get ready for your new life!" ”

In the evening, Yang Lei dragged a pair of legs that seemed to be filled with lead, and returned to the maintenance station exhausted. The moonlight poured into the hall through the window, Yang Lei walked straight to the bedroom, but he didn't find Kelly's figure, looking at the mess all over the ground, it was clear that there were traces left by the fight, and a strong intuition told Yang Lei that something bad happened.

In the already boiling Linlang Fighting City, Yang Lei rushed into the crowd, found Watt, who was chatting with the beautiful woman with a glass of wine, grabbed his collar, and said in a cold voice: "Where is Enzo?" ”

Noticing that several black-clothed bodyguards here suddenly rushed up, and after seeing Yang Lei, they didn't know what they were talking about through the microphone.

Looking around, Yang Lei slammed a high whip in the face of a bodyguard, only to see that the man suddenly staggered back a few steps, covering his red and swollen face, and spit out a few bloody broken teeth.

"Stop!"

At this time, Steward Zhuge stepped forward with his hands behind his back, looked at Yang Lei, who was full of murderous energy, and said, "Little brother, we meet again!" ”

"I want to see Enzo" Yang Lei glanced at him, but found that at this time, the old man was looking at him with a smile that he had expected a long time ago, and he couldn't help but be angry.

"My young master is not someone who wants to see him!" Suddenly, Zhuge Ming's old eyes, which were still smiling, revealed a fierce killing intent.

"In Xia Zhuge Ming, I asked!" Before he finished speaking, Yang Lei had already turned into a tiger and rushed forward, in the face of such a ferocious offensive, Zhuge Ming was not panicked, he still stood still with one hand behind him, when Yang Lei smashed in front of him with a straight fist, the white hair was windless and automatic.

Suddenly, Yang Lei was grabbed by a pair of skinny hands and pulled it, the center of gravity shifted forward, and then, a circle was crossed under his feet, and the whole body flew up sideways, after landing, the hands still held on to him, feeling the other party's gradual force, Yang Lei only felt that the blood vessels out of his wrist were as uncomfortable as if they were about to be squeezed.

Seeing this, his heart sank suddenly, he didn't expect to meet a master today.

Yang Lei, who has served in the special operations team all the year round, has learned some fighting skills, but he has never encountered an opponent with such unfathomable strength as Zhuge Ming, so he immediately gritted his teeth and slashed down with a knife in his left hand, but Zhuge Ming's feet moved, and he kicked him on the face bone, and Yang Lei suddenly fell to the ground.

Kneeling on the ground with one foot, Yang Lei's face was flushed with suffocation, looking at Zhuge Ming's still full smile, he roared angrily, his shoulder was wrong, and he hit it. Zhuge Ming, who was hit in the chest, suddenly became short of breath, let go of his palm, and took a step back, his face surprised.

"Do you know Gu Wu?"

"I know a little bit about fur!"

Twisting his neck to a clattering sound, Yang Lei clenched his fist and stepped forward with an arrow, and hit Zhuge Ming's temple with his right hook, at this time he didn't care about respecting the old and loving the young, since the other party could see that he was using ancient Chinese martial arts, then it meant that he was a member of this ancient sect just like himself.

Zhuge Ming, who retreated again and again, was like a light fallen leaf, swirling on the marble floor of the Fighting City, no matter how Yang Lei attacked, but he always couldn't hit, stopped, he stopped dodging, came to Yang Lei's right side, buckled his shoulder, picked up his arm with the other hand, pulled back, "click", Yang Lei's right arm came from a crisp sound.

Yang Lei endured the severe pain and snorted, seized the opportunity, came behind Zhuge Ming, strangled his neck with his left hand, and tightened it suddenly. Zhuge Ming's pupils suddenly dilated, his face flushed, and his legs kept kicking on the smooth ground.

After a minute, Zhuge Ming's movements gradually slowed down, but Yang Lei was already sweating profusely, as if he was about to collapse, as soon as he let go, he let go of Zhuge Ming, who was out of breath, and then his left hand fell on his right shoulder, and he pressed it violently to pick up the dislocated shoulder again.

The black-clothed bodyguards who were standing in place were stunned, and before they could react, they saw Yang Lei looking at them with eyes without a trace of emotion, the feeling was like being stared at by a beast, and the whole person felt like they had fallen into an ice cellar, and it was cold and biting.

"Boom, boom!" With the sound of refueling from the locomotive, Fighting City suddenly ushered in a group of skeleton gangs dressed in black leather clothes, which were all the personnel of the armed front!

At this time, Lin Da took off his sunglasses, walked slowly towards Yang Lei, and said, "The Red Leaf Club has issued a war letter to us, and I sincerely invite you here, please lead us to fight!" ”

"Boss!" The loud voice resounded in the fighting city, constantly reverberating.