Chapter 47: Would You Like to Hear My Story?
The moon hung in the sky, and many crows were attracted by the smell of blood, and they couldn't help hovering over the heads of Wu Mian and his party.
After Wu Mian killed Kong Wei, he didn't look at the corpses on the ground, and said to Nan Ci: "Judging from their speed, it will take at least five minutes for the support from the Wolf King Society's side to arrive, we have plenty of time, you can have people take away the goods they left on the mountain, those things are very valuable." ”
"We are a rebel organization, not a criminal organization, and we don't do this kind of lack of morality." Nanci cocked his collar and commanded into the headset, "Burn the drugs on the mountain." ”
Wu Mian did not comment on Nan Ci's choice: "Can you find Chaozhen?" ”
"On the other side of the city, District 6, like Tseung Kwan Wai, is one of the three major slums."
Nan Ci paused: "Chao Town is the one with the lowest risk coefficient among the three major slums, and it is also the most chaotic one, that place is not controlled by gangs, but it is full of a large number of underground black markets, and there are three sects and nine streams. The good news is that we have a lot of local informants who are collecting some information on the black market for us. It may be helpful for recruitment. ”
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Compared to General Wai, Nest Town is more like a borderland.
The limited land was littered with privately built houses, there was not even a decent road as far as the eye could see, the air smelled unpleasant, gunshots were heard from time to time, and the darkness on the side of the road was full of unkind eyes.
In the second floor of an independent courtyard in the town, in the afternoon, he was in charge of attacking the canteen with Zhang Fuhai, and was shot by Wu Mian, and Xiaolong, who was shot twice during the evacuation, was lying on the bed, his face was as white as paper, and the cold sweat on his body had soaked the sheets.
On the edge of the hospital bed, Zhang Fuhai sat on the ground with his back against the wall, hit the wall twice with the back of his head, and asked Lao Liu: "I can't bear it, where is the jade I bought before?" ”
"The thing is on Xu Lin, but he couldn't get out of the garbage dump!"
As Lao Liu spoke, he had already walked to the bedside and opened the medical box in his hand: "Xiaolong's condition is very dangerous, he must be operated on as soon as possible, Dahai, you have to help me." ”
"! ! ”
Zhang Fuhai screamed and slammed the back of his head against the wall, and after the simulated skin cracked, the metal skeleton underneath was exposed.
He was tormented by the symptoms of the separation of soul and body, and the heating of the quantum brain made him extremely painful, and various memories and fragments appeared in front of him, making him unable to distinguish between illusion and reality.
At the same time, the sniper pony in the team ran to the room with a box, and when he saw Zhang Fuhai's appearance, he greeted him with a nervous face: "Brother Hai! What's wrong with you? ”
Lao Liu saw Zhang Fuhai's appearance, he didn't have time to take care of the dying little dragon, took off his coat and walked over to the back of Zhang Fuhai's head to prevent him from continuing to harm himself, and at the same time instructed the pony: "Go to the refrigerator and pour my frozen ice cubes into the bucket, splash them on his body to cool him down, once the quantum brain is overloaded, he will be wasted!" ”
Seeing this horrific scene, the pony stumbled to another room, and soon ran back with a bucket of water and poured it on Zhang's head.
The biting ice water splashed on Zhang Fuhai's head, and even a puff of steam rose at the beginning.
After more than ten seconds, Zhang Fuhai regained his senses, looked at the water stains all over the ground and his body wet with water, and looked at Lao Liu: "Am I sick again?" ”
Lao Liu sighed: "When you wanted to use the jade, I was against it, recently the frequency of your spiritual and physical separation has become more and more frequent, although it is only the early stage, but no one knows when the situation will deteriorate." ”
"I thought that I was a person with strong willpower, but this body did not belong to me in the first place, and the mutation of the quantum brain was not something that consciousness could control."
Zhang Fuhai picked up a piece of ice and felt the temperature of the tower: "Since the end is death, why not indulge, but die in pain?" ”
Lao Liu did not answer this question: "Xiaolong is dying, come and help." ”
Seeing that Zhang Fuhai was back to normal, Xiao Ma put the previous box at the head of the bed, and then took out the sniper rifle under the bed: "The thing is here, you are busy, I will go to the sentry!" ”
Lao Liu took out the scalpel in the medical box, roasted it briefly with fire, and said to Xiaolong: "You were hit by a bullet through your kidneys and lungs, and you have to replace the mechanical organs you just bought on the black market, but your head has been modified, and the anesthetic is ineffective against you, you can only carry it hard, but this process may hurt you to death!" ”
Xiaolong's lips trembled twice: "Is there no other way, such as shutting down the quantum brain?" ”
"No, if you lose your nerve connection, you probably won't wake up. Whether you survive tonight or not depends on your will to survive. Lao Liu used alcohol to disinfect Xiaolong's chest simply: "The sea, hold him down!" ”
Zhang Fuhai stepped forward, tied Xiaolong's hands and feet to the head of the bed with ropes, and pressed his shoulders with both hands: "Don't be afraid of pain, distraction, once the quantum brain is overheated, Heavenly King Lao Tzu can't save you!" ”
"Poof!"
Lao Liu took off his coat, held the scalpel in his mechanical arm, and steadily cut the skin on Xiaolong's chest.
"Ahh
Xiaolong felt a cold air rushing into his body along the knife edge, and couldn't help but struggle.
"Dude, hold on! Distract, don't move, Lao Liu's knife only needs to be crooked a little, and you will die! ”
Zhang Fuhai struggled to press Xiaolong's body: "Take it easy, think of something else...... Let me ask you, what is the happiest thing you've ever encountered in your life? ”
The green tendons on Xiaolong's neck flared up, and the artificial cheeks of the craftsmanship were not delicate showed a strange expression of pain: "When I was a child, my family was poor, and I saved up half a semester's pocket money to buy a big goose!" ”
"What the fuck is this fun thing about!" Zhang Fuhai constantly distracted Xiaolong's attention: "I can't think of it when I'm happy, just think about sad things!" ”
"At that time, my dad went to sharpen knives, my mom went to boil water, I went to pee, and when I came back, the goose flew!"
Xiaolong's body trembled unconsciously: "I cried, crying to find my goose, but it is gone." In order to coax me, my parents decided to buy another one, but they encountered the United Industries Group of Industries to eliminate the defected employees. My parents were killed, but the people of United Industry have corporate immunity, and their killing is not under the control of the Union government. My parents died like that, and no one cared about them...... It was my eighth birthday. ”
"Yes, there are too many oligarchic companies that are more powerful than the coalition government nowadays, and the so-called corporate immunity is just a decent relationship between them, and the coalition government does not dare to meddle in these things."
Zhang Weihai learned about Xiaolong's past for the first time: "So, for revenge, you voluntarily became a synthesizer and joined this circle, right?" ”
"I started saving money from the age of eight, and I saved until I was twenty-three, during which I was reluctant to abuse even a penny, and as a result, all my property was only enough to make a head transformation on the black market, and I couldn't even afford civilian-grade weapon modules, and I wasn't even qualified to get close to the yard of the United Industry."
Xiaolong looked at the ceiling with a numb expression, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be about to swallow everything: "Fifteen years! I spent fifteen years making money, I didn't wear a new dress, I ate synthetic food day in and day out, and I didn't even have enough savings to buy a bottle of wine in a fancy restaurant! Brother Hai, do you think I'm a failure? ”
Lao Liu stared intently at the inside of Xiaolong's chest cavity, and took out an inferior mechanical lung from the box brought back by Xiaoma: "I am going to replace the organs, his mood is very stable, continue to maintain." ”
"Your failure is not your sorrow, but in this era, there is no way out for the people at the bottom, you feel that you are unsatisfactory, in fact, everyone is like you, you can't see the future in confusion."
Zhang Fuhai looked at Xiaolong's dull eyes and sighed, "Do you want to hear my story?" ”