Although he didn't say much on Langton's side just now, Mo Sheng didn't get a lot of information.

First of all, Langton didn't doubt himself, so it seems that this Mo Sheng's temperament should belong to the withdrawn type, so it will be much easier in the future, just talk less and do more.

Secondly, he needs regular treatment, which is related to the fighter body in his head, and he still doesn't know the specific function of this fighter body, but since it is a product of the army, it should be used for war.

Thirdly, he needs money, and with money he can live and formulate everything he has in this world.

Looking at the itinerary information, generally when seeing a doctor, the original owner will go to a restaurant to eat, I don't know what special meaning there is.

After thinking about it and calling out the unmanned car, a value disappeared, and he didn't feel anything before, but now he feels quite distressed, after all, as Langton said, money is his life.

What are the fireworks like in this city? For an explorer who has traveled all corners of the Blue Star, he would not be surprised if it was anything other.

For example, the restaurant with a skull in front of you was startled by a skeleton with a machete as soon as you entered.

The fighter body buzzed open, and all kinds of data in front of him soared, and the temperature of the body heated up rapidly.

Thankfully, No. 001 was forced to cool down, and he avoided a fight, he knew some martial arts skills, and he thought he was good at it, and he used to have some names when he fought black boxing in Thailand.

But this is the first time I've seen this absurd restaurant.

Fortunately, the skull only scared him, and there were a lot of people in the restaurant, all kinds of people.

At this time, a black waiter came up to him, like a normal restaurant, and asked him how many people he had, and if he needed a separate space.

Mo Sheng waved his hand, found a vacant seat and sat down, the smart menu floated, looked at these strange dish names, ordered a few at random, and began to observe carefully.

"001, what do I usually do when I come to this place?" Just now, he deliberately looked at the itinerary record again, and found that his itinerary began to change every time he came here, and it became without a charter.

Then something here must change his next move.

"My dear master, I'm sorry that 001 the Ruined did not have your authorization to know the details."

It's very cautious.,At first, Mo Sheng knew that this sweeping robot recorded information and was still secretly saying that he was not careful.,Now that I think about it, I'm still very conscious.,It's clear what you should know and what you shouldn't know.。

Then wait and see.

When the fighter body was activated just now, I saw that many of the people eating here were not simple.

For example, a man in black who was sitting in front of him, analyzed the data and analyzed the weapon hidden in his left pocket, and the specific weapon was swept too quickly just now to see clearly.

He is cautious about the fighter body, this thing is related to his own life, and when he can't fully control it, he can't use it.

Soon, the waiter brought over what he ordered, and it turned out to be my Great China chopsticks!

Mo Sheng didn't care about the consternation, and simply ate two bites, which had a different flavor, a bit like a big meal he had eaten when he was exploring Africa before.

At this time, there was a bang at the front desk, and several people stood up suddenly, and their eyes invariably stared at one place.

He knew that something was coming......

Who is he? He wears a yellow duck's mask on his head, and it looks like it grows on his head, seamlessly joining together.

Scanning the surroundings with a godless gaze, Mo Sheng felt slightly uncomfortable.

The change should be him, Mo Sheng thought to himself.

Not everyone gathered around him, and some of them were still eating on their own, as if they were gone.

"Aren't you going on?" The duck-headed man looked at Mo Sheng, Mo Sheng moved slightly, and slowly walked in front of him.

The duck-headed man nodded, and the black waiter led them to the second floor.

The first floor and the second floor are like two worlds, if the first floor still looks like a bizarre style restaurant, then the second floor is a bar that looks very much in line with Mo Sheng's taste.

Melodious music played, and a silver-haired woman held what looked like a mechanical e-cigarette in her hand and spat out.

It was only when I got closer that I could see her face clearly, a combination of charm and coldness, and her royal blue eyes were like sapphires hidden in the deep sea, exuding Ye Ye brilliance.

"There are fewer people this time." The voice was soft and crispy, and she raised her legs and got off the bar, and the fragrance was overflowing.

The duck-headed man waved his hand helplessly: "The task of your place is rarely high-level, how can the old customers eat." ”

"In the skeleton, no one can say if they will become the decorations here in the next moment." She smiled charmingly, her fresh tongue rolling on her red lips, and many people swallowed their saliva.

Mo Sheng looked at her indifferently, this woman is really good at flirting, every action, every word tickles the most primitive desire in people's hearts.

However, looking at the situation, this is like a place to receive tasks, and it is also such a large cost of self-treatment, and only this kind of high-risk and high-recovery work can be maintained.

I've heard duck-headed people say that I've come to do these things more than once.

From the beginning, Mo Sheng wanted to find some people who were familiar with him, but whether it was looking for it from 001 or some fragmented memories in his mind, he seemed to be a person from beginning to end.

It's no wonder that no one knows it's dead, and it's quite pitiful to think about it.

In his previous life, although he was a professional explorer who traveled the world and was determined to dig out the deepest secrets of the world, he also had a team.

He's in charge of the expedition queries, and the operations team in the back is in charge of marketing and generating traffic, which is a huge benefit, and he and the team complement each other.

But Lanxing's Mo Sheng is dead, and the team should ...... I guess it's already disbanded.

Adjust your mood slightly, and continue to listen to the conversation between the duckhead and the silver-haired woman.

"The danger this time is not small, do you skeletons cooperate?" The duck-headed man took off the white glove from his hand and gently took out a transparent crystal.

The silver-haired woman took it, I don't know if Mo Sheng was dazzled, he clearly saw her blue eyes flashing with light, this feeling was very familiar, as if it resonated with his own fighter body.

The woman glanced at Mo Sheng, then continued to observe the transparent crystal.

"Such a pure soul jade, it seems that you have found the big owner this time." The silver-haired woman put down the clear crystal and said lazily.

The duck-headed man laughed, laughing very badly, saying that it was a duck that insulted the duck.

He stopped abruptly and said a few words: "Libra District, Shentu Gang." ”

"Shentu Gang?" The silver-haired woman frowned and bit her red lip, "The Shentu Gang has provoked those old stubborns in the Heaven Protector this time, do you Sakura really want to mix with this muddy water?" ”

"It is precisely because of the cover of the Shentu Gang that we can grab food in the tiger's mouth, this time you are four and I are three, and they are three." The duck-headed man pointed at Mo Sheng and the others, no one spoke, it seems that this distribution of benefits is quite reasonable.

Now Mo Sheng is just a bystander, and he is analyzing whether this so-called mission is suitable for him, a newcomer.

Although in his eyes, the expedition is just an unknown journey, but this place is different from the Blue Star, this is an unknown world, and all kinds of strange things can exist.

"Skeleton, take it!" The silver-haired woman took the crystal in her hand, and the duck-headed man chuckled, "I like to be bold." ”

"But I don't like ducks." The silver-haired woman replied coldly, "Go to Shentu to help these people?" ”

The silver-haired woman snorted disdainfully, obviously not taking Mo Sheng and the others seriously.

"These are the elites who survived the last mission, no worse than your so-called Death Corps." The duck-headed man said.

Except for Mo Sheng, the rest of the people still didn't react, just waited quietly.

"Come on, thirty percent is theirs anyway, and the more people die, the more everyone gets in the end."

Everyone followed the silver-haired woman to a secret room, it was dark, she clapped her palms, the lights turned on, Mo Sheng was stunned.

Is there such a lax control of weapons in the world?

Dense, exuding cold light guns are stacked together, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is guns, that exaggerated shape, this is the case in science fiction movies.

The heart that had been a little calm was restless again, what man didn't love this, especially things that only existed in science fiction movies before.

However, he did not act rashly, and waited for the duck-headed man's next order.

Shoot the first bird, yourself is a newcomer, both on the expedition and in the world.

"Everyone, please." The duck-headed man stretched out his hand to ask for instructions, and several people stepped forward to select weapons, and Mo Sheng followed suit, looking left and right, and didn't know what to use.

"001, what weapon do I have the most proficiency in?" He communicated silently with 001, and now it was the only channel in the world where he could learn about his body.

"Dear master, I'm sorry that you didn't grant me permission to investigate your body." 001's exclusive voice sounded, Mo Sheng was a little helpless, is this person a little too cautious?

And he doesn't know how to use these weapons, he wants to open the fighter body to analyze the data, but there are many people at the moment, and it's really hard to do it.

Seeing that everyone else was almost in their hands, he saw a silver pistol in the corner, this pistol was very ordinary, a bit similar to the Sand Eagle in his previous life, but it was also one of the weapons he was most familiar with.

"You use this?" The silver-haired woman noticed Mo Sheng and looked at him in surprise.

"Although my skeleton's weapons are not as good as those of the Tech Military Academy, there is no need to use this pre-era antique, right?"

"Then why did you put it here?" Mo Sheng said.

The silver-haired woman choked up, which made it really hard for her to answer.

It can't be said that they disposed of old-fashioned weapons for Mo Sheng and these ruined people, right? Although the Ruined have little power in Free City, they are also a force to be reckoned with, and many of the things that other forces dare not do, these people dare to do.

"Hmph, let's see if you can come back this time."