The player's singing stopped for a while, and the erhu was together, crying like a complaint.

Robert quickly raised his hand and shot at Li Xingyuan.

Li Xingyuan had already prepared, and dodged sideways, and the ghost with a mask that could only be seen immediately came up, the lights flickered continuously, and the exposed wires exploded into clusters of sparks, and in the darkness, there was a soft hum of the motor starting, Li Xingyuan's head hurt, and a blood line fell from his nose.

This is Robert's clinic, which has long been set up by him step by step.

The means of disturbing the vestibular nerve through sound waves and then making Li Xingyuan dizzy are just one of them.

Li Xingyuan raised his knife and slashed at the exposed wires on the wall, the insulated blade cut through the wires, and with a ticking explosion, a large number of foreign software invasion prompts suddenly popped up on Li Xingyuan's mask.

This is Li Xingyuan's weakness, he is not a monk with artificial meridians implanted in his body, and an external prosthesis that cannot be supported by artificial meridians cannot counter the invasion of ghosts.

The color blocks in pixels exploded in front of Li Xingyuan's face, and a pale grimace appeared in front of Li Xingyuan's eyes, it grew its mouth, showed its dark teeth, and let out the cold breath of death-

Bang.

Robert fired a second shot, hitting Li Xingyuan's head who couldn't dodge because of the appearance of the grimace, the nine-millimeter bullet hit Li Xingyuan's head, and the restraint force hit Li Xingyuan's head backwards, but then, Li Xingyuan straightened his head, the mask was extremely smooth, and there was no trace of destruction, Robert was startled, and then raised the muzzle of the gun to shoot again.

This time, the bullet hit Li Xingyuan's hand that was protecting his chest, and Qingtian's hand did not move, and the curved coating easily bounced off the bullet, and the ricochet bounced a few times in the dark space, and finally hit the player who was singing "Imperial Flower".

The sound was gone.

Robert wanted to fire a third shot, but Li Xingyuan didn't give him this chance again.

A dark blood stain flashed in the darkness, Robert couldn't bear the severe pain, and shouted, his entire wrist had been neatly cut off by the black knife in Li Xingyuan's left hand - he could imagine that Li Xingyuan's knife was fast, but he didn't expect his left hand knife to be so fast.

Robert staggered back, knocked over the cart containing the scalpel, the scalpel fell, Robert grabbed a spray can-shaped thing with his hand, and then sprayed it without hesitation at his broken wrist, the liquid in this spray can can quickly turn the soluble fibrinogen in the plasma into insoluble fibrin, stopping the loss of blood.

Otherwise, even if he wins Li Xingyuan, he will definitely die because of blood loss.

Li Xingyuan kicked away Robert's pistol, then picked up the black knife, and prepared to finish off the person, but a large amount of light suddenly exploded on the mask, and the colorful and changing colors made his eyes feel extremely stinging for a while, even if he closed his eyes, the brilliance on the mask still pierced his eyelids and pierced his mind.

Li Xingyuan snorted and was about to uncover his mask, but before that, the safety protection protocol of the mask was activated, all the colors returned to dead silence, and it was forcibly shut down.

In this way, the mask becomes a prison, and it is impossible to verify Li Xingyuan's fingerprints, and it will not disarm the magnetic adsorption system and be taken off from the outside - not even Li Xingyuan himself.

Robert seized the opportunity, picked up a scalpel, and was about to stab Li Xingyuan's body, although Li Xingyuan couldn't see because the mask was closed and the external camera couldn't image the internal screen in real time, but he still judged Robert's position through the sound of breaking through the air, and with a wave of the black knife, Robert was not good at fighting.

When the mask is restarted and the camera starts working again, Li Xingyuan's eyesight will be restored, and when his eyesight is restored, Robert, whose wrist was cut off, will be just a turtle in an urn.

The 'ghosts' obviously don't sit idly by and watch such a thing happen.

The ghost once again invaded the part of Li Xingyuan's body, this time it was the Qingtian hand that Li Xingyuan had just installed, and the microelectronic system of the high-grade prosthetic limb made of spirit dyeing alloy showed a burst of 'invaded' red light, and the powerful prosthetic body was suddenly raised without Li Xingyuan's control.

A glimmer of hope appeared in Robert's eyes, as long as the Heavenly Hand was controlled and used the power of the high-level prosthetic, he could easily strangle Li Xingyuan himself.

But the red light that showed that it had been invaded suddenly disappeared, and the Optimus Hand once again showed a gentle jade-like blue light, and Li Xingyuan moved this arm, and he could feel the powerful power contained in it.

Without the aid of artificial meridians, the Optimus Hand dealt with the invasion on its own.

The ghost was ejected from the Optimus Hand, but because the mask was still in the state of booting and restarting, Li Xingyuan couldn't see the crest of the data in the room to judge the location of the ghost, but Robert let out a desperate grunt, and Li Xingyuan no longer thought about where the ghost was, and walked a few steps in front of Robert.

"I can ......"

Before Robert's words fell, Li Xingyuan swung a knife, and then shook off the red blood on the blade.

Specks of blood were like ink, splashing sideways on the ground.

Li Xingyuan lifted the black box he was carrying, opened the slender black box, and there was not only a place for the black knife inside, but also a pitch-black sniper rifle with the same matte coating placed in it, as well as six slender cone-headed bullets that could penetrate the monk's body protection air shield - originally seven, one had been used.

This gun, this box, and the knife in Li Xingyuan's hand were the things he got from the Iron Crow after giving up the money he had given up to buy the artificial meridians.

Li Xingyuan flicked the switch and opened the mezzanine on the second floor of the black box, which was still empty now, and after a few trips, Li Xingyuan filled the second floor with a large number of drugs in Robert's Clinic.

He then reached for Robert's body.

"Detect, measure, measure, measure...... Yes yes yes yes or no...... Recycle it? ”

When Li Xingyuan should be in his heart, Robert's eyes turned into a beam of colored light out of thin air and disappeared.

After recovering Robert's electronic eye, Li Xingyuan touched the Buddha shrine again, but unfortunately, after the ghost left, it did not pop up a prompt for recovery.

Even if he killed Robert, but let the ghost go, there is no good way, electronic ghosts are parasitic on the Internet today, and the speed of escape is the same as the speed of traffic running through the network, and it is almost impossible to completely eliminate it if you don't cut the network in advance and trap it somewhere.

Li Xingyuan exhaled softly, the mask had been reactivated, and the light of the black hole convolution, which was countless light years away, appeared on his face again, he got dressed, put on his hood, and carried the black box on his back, but he did not put the black knife into the black box.

He had a hunch that tonight, the black knife would still be stained with blood.

Sure enough, when Li Xingyuan walked out of the door of Robert's Clinic, he heard a voice.

"Hey, you're the fat sheep that Robert said Robert said, right?"

The voice had a chaotic tongue curling sound, and Li Xingyuan looked in the direction where the voice sounded, and a man with black curly hair was carrying a knife on his back, tilting his head to look at him.

"I'm not a fat sheep." Li Xingyuan replied calmly: "Speaking of which, I may be a hungry wolf." ”

The man with black curly hair laughed.

From both sides of the narrow porch, six or seven people in black suits came out one after another.

They carried all sorts of brawl props in their hands, ranging from knives and chains to baseball bats full of thorns.

Taketori Gumi – Prosthetic doctor Robert Rudolphs is their man.

"No guns?" Li Xingyuan said to himself: "This is great. ”

He raised his hand, his pale silver arm gripping Robert's pistol, literally more steady than a rock.

"I have."