After getting the address, Mo Yan gave them a good time, and burned them to ashes using thousands of degrees of heat heated by induction along with those parts.

Before that, he had found more than seven thousand pieces from them.

The methods of making money are written in the criminal law, which is still very reasonable.

Leaving the bar, Mo Yan took advantage of the night to travel all the way, bypassing all the places where there were surveillance cameras in order to hide his whereabouts.

Manhattan's Chinatown

A luxurious teahouse called Juxian Pavilion is brightly lit, and there is a row of bodyguards standing at the door, which looks unusual.

Mo Yan dived to the upper floor of an adjacent Chinese restaurant and used "electric current push" to simulate the electrostatic adsorption of geckos, and climbed straight up and down the smooth wall to Mr. Li's residence on the top floor.

In the magnetic field detection induction, it can be seen that the top floor is well defended, and there are eighteen bodyguards with loaded guns and ammunition to patrol and protect it non-stop, and it is preliminarily concluded that the window glass is a specially strengthened bulletproof glass, which can defend against the shooting of anti-materiel sniper rifles, otherwise they will never dare to expose themselves like this.

Hiding in the dark and looking, I saw that Mr. Li was a gray-haired old man, who should have just woken up from surgery, and the nurse next to him was taking care of him.

"Is it so comfortable to buy parts from innocent people to keep yourself alive?"

One and the same origin, Mo Yan could sense the waist in this old man's body, and immediately manipulated the magnetic field to control the metal to smash those bodyguards with the guns in their arms.

He jumped lightly to the balcony on the top floor and entered the room as if no one was there, and a sharp metal blade was pressed against the necks of the doctors and nurses.

"It's rude to take out a part that has just been transplanted and use it without my consent......

~ (The bloody description can't be written, you can only skip it)

My waist is back, and there is an "electric push" to assist in recovery, and I believe it won't take long to recover as before.

Hell's Kitchen

Mo Yan went and returned, relying on his own strength to single-handedly ransack the headquarters of two small gangs overnight, and obtained a total of 750,000 M yuan, a whole sack of money.

By the time I got back to the hotel, it was already dark.

Putting the money under the bed, Mo Yan fell on the bed and stretched.

"My eyes are healed, my waist is back, and the next thing is to think about how to further improve my strength and protection ability."

The magnetic field is really very difficult to manipulate, the ramp-up is slow, and the metal manipulation has now reached a very high level of precision, even for six-axis and seven-axis machine tools.

"Am I also developing in the direction of the Magnet King?"

Laughing at himself, Mo Yan squinted and slept lightly to restore his mental state, and at the same time, it was also helpful for wound recovery.

April 3rd

Wake up

Mo Yan went to the black market to fake his identity information, and then left Hell's Kitchen with the money to rent a two-bedroom apartment in Upper Manhattan and move in.

Then he collected a lot of metal materials and shipped them home, preparing to build his own armor.

The armor doesn't need to be as advanced as Iron Man, it just needs to be bulletproof, and it must be handsome.

As for the manufacture of the miniature ark reactor, Mo Yan does not have enough funds and equipment to make it at present, and doing so will attract attention, especially for S.H.I.E.L.D.

Then Mo Yan began to stay at home again, obtaining more advanced knowledge from the Internet during the day than the never-ending world, and researching and designing his own armor at night.

Time flies

In the blink of an eye, it was April 26

Mo Yan finally completed the design and fabrication of the armor.

The armor as a whole looks like an ancient Chinese armor style, but it is more detailed and more scientific, providing protection without dead angles while not affecting the action, coupled with special structural treatment, even if it is a violent movement, it will not make a metal friction impact, which is very conducive to stealth.

The paint color is not deliberately processed, it is the matte black nature of the metal, which is not reflective and can be more easily hidden in the dark.

The most important thing is that the materials used in this set of armor are simple and ordinary, plus the brain overclocking allows Mo Yan to remember every detail very clearly, and the second-stage overclocking makes his brain a supercomputer, combined with the powerful subtle control of metal by magnetic field control, he can DIY a set of armor in a very short time almost anytime and anywhere.

"This is the power of knowledge, and it is impossible to accomplish such a thing without sufficient knowledge to support it."

Placing the finished armor on the armor stand, Mo Yan stretched his muscles and walked to the living room to turn on the TV to watch the drama and relax.

But as soon as you turn on the TV, there is a lot of news about the disappearance of Tony Stark of the Stark Group in Afghanistan.

Various experts have come out to speculate, and some conspirators say that it is Tony who directed and acted in an attempt to cause a bigger crisis and then make war money.

Mo Yan was speechless for a while, and after changing several stations in succession, he could only turn off the TV and go to the balcony to watch the scenery.

According to the general routine, Mo Yan should go to Afghanistan to rescue Tony at this time, so that he can successfully hug the thigh of the gold lord and eat and drink without worrying about it in his life, and he can also rub the number of words in the original plot of the movie as a matter of course.

But so far, Mo Yan has no such plans, but when Tony creates the ▽ element, he can go over and grab it back and study it.

"It's really boring to not have to work, and by the way, I've been practicing martial arts skills on my own for so long, and it's time to try it out."

Taking out a set of dark gray tracksuits from the closet and changing into them, Mo Yan left the rental room and went to the largest underground boxing ring.

At night, the ring was lively, with shouts mixed with elegant telegrams.

Mo Yan squeezed through the crowd to the front row, and saw two shirtless strong men in the huge octagonal cage beating each other with fists to the flesh, and after watching for a while, he didn't see any technical trick attacks.

High EQ is evenly matched and testing each other, and low EQ is rookies pecking at each other and children fighting.

Such an opponent couldn't test his strength, Mo Yan shook his head and prepared to leave, to see if there were any masters in the nearby boxing gym who could compete until the point.

After all, he still has an injury, although he has almost recovered during this time, but it is too violent and will still involve the wound and cause the wound to split, and he only remembered this stubble when he arrived at the boxing ring.

Leaving the underground boxing arena smoothly, he didn't encounter the bloody plot of being chased and killed all over the street because he bumped into a person, Mo Yan just left so plainly.

Wandering around the street, I took out my mobile phone to search for a nearby boxing gym, but the nearest one was more than ten kilometers away, and it was even more confusing to read the evaluation.

"Okay, okay, I'll just treat it as if it's because my injuries haven't healed yet."

After running in vain, the depressed Mo Yan walked home with his hands in his pockets and a hood.

As he passed by Hell's Kitchen, he noticed someone following him, and a smile appeared on his disinterested face......