What a fast knife!

Seeing Lin Mo's face as usual, he drew his knife and slashed a fly down without a single expression, Mann's pupils shrank.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant at this moment, Lin Mo pulled out his knife and slashed a fly in the air, this kind of action was completely unexpected by everyone, no one thought that he would come to such a stubble.

However, when they came back to their senses, everyone's reactions were different.

Rebecca didn't feel much shocked by this, seeing Lin Mo's operation as if showing off her skills, although she felt quite handsome for a moment, she still chuckled and shook her head after all, looking at Lin Mo's eyes full of helplessness for her juniors.

What age is it, and there are still people using this ancient skill.

As the gunner on the team, Rebecca is best at her marksmanship.

A melee combat method like Lin Mo, which has been almost abandoned since entering the era of thermal weapons, should have been lying in the grave for a long time.

The rest of the people more or less had a similar mentality, Pila wrapped her arms around the back of her head, holding the back of her head and looking at Lin Mo with a cigarette in her mouth, thinking that she would have the opportunity to teach this kid again in the future.

However, there was always someone who could see a little bit of the way from Lin Mo's quick knife.

Needless to say, after experiencing a lot of incidents with Lin Mo, let alone pulling out a katana to cut flies and showing off his skills.

Even if Lin Mo drew a knife and came out to cut a piece of, he would feel that there must be a deep meaning in it!

On the contrary, it was Mann, when Lin Mo drew his knife and slashed the fly, his face became solemn for a moment.

His figure was closest to Lin Mo, and he could feel the miracle of that knife the most.

It's too easy and freehand, the young man in front of him pulls out a knife and then chops, the whole set of actions is smooth, there is no sense of sluggishness, just like eating and eating vegetables on weekdays.

Lin Mo never moved his gaze from beginning to end, completely using the afterglow of his eye to capture the fly's flight trajectory, and then quickly drew his knife and accurately hit the black spot in mid-air.

So precise... Naturally, even if the opponent only has this half bucket of water, it is enough to deal with most of the enemies.

Even at such a close distance, if this little ghost suddenly attacked, Mann inexplicably had a hunch that not many of them in the team would survive.

The arcane runes engraved on the ancient sword also made Mann feel a little surprised, although he couldn't read it, he could clearly feel the ancient and ancient aura of the katana.

The knife surface is faintly bright, and if you look at it from a distance, I am afraid that you will think that the LED light bar is pasted on the knife surface, but when you look closer, it is the extremely mysterious runes that are glowing.

"Mr. Lin Mo, take the liberty of asking, what prosthetics have you implanted in your body?" Mann glanced at Lin Mo deeply and asked for a while.

Lin Mo pondered for a while and replied: "Just call me Lin Mo, don't be so troublesome to add a suffix, in terms of prosthesis, I implanted Sianweistan, Krenzikov, and a small number of biological components." ”

Suddenly, except for Kitagawa Hao, everyone's faces changed.

"What! You kid actually implanted Silwestein? Impossible, how can your small body withstand the side effects of prosthetics. ”

The first to speak was Pyrrha, a pair of metal prosthetic hands that resembled gibbon's arms moving up and down nimbly, unable to hide her inner surprise.

As a technical expert in the team, he naturally knew about Sianweistan's side effects, and he also understood how crazy it was for Lin Mo to implant the prosthesis.

Mann's expression was solemn, and he didn't doubt Lin Mo, but asked, "How many types?" ”

"The Type 3 produced by Dinara, so I don't think there's anyone out there better suited to sneak into the action than me."

Lin Mo was calm and indifferent, and the expression on his face seemed to tell who else he was.

Mann was silent for a long time in Lin Mo's eyes, and the rest of the team, except for Pyra, who kept shouting "This is all nonsense", everyone was waiting for his decision.

"Lin Mo, as an employer, you are qualified to put forward conditions to us, but you should know the rules of marginal people, the arrangement in the process of the task is decided by ourselves, after all, each of us has gambled our lives on ......"

Mann's face was heavy and unsmiling.

Does this mean not agreeing...... Lin Mo frowned.

Mann's tone was very vague, but everyone present thought that he was rejecting Lin Mo's proposal.

But in the end, he reached out and took off the sunglasses on his face, lowered his head and looked down at Lin Mo, and chuckled at the corner of his mouth:

"But since you're so confident, I can consider ...... as well."

"Mann, are you sure?" Dorio's face changed slightly, and he asked in a solemn whisper.

Mann waved his hand and said resolutely, "I'm the boss, listen to me." ”

He continued to stare into Lin Mo's eyes and asked, "How many times have you been sure to use that prosthetic?" ”

"About ten times, and it won't be hard to use it a few more times." Lin Mo replied very sincerely.

Ten times? That's okay...... Mann thought to himself.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, your small body, you can only use it three times at most, and if you have more, you will definitely faint." Pyrrha waved her hand, her face full of disbelief.

Lin Mo sighed helplessly and retorted:

"I went in with you, and I also gambled my life, how could I deceive you in such a place."

Pila was quiet at this time, because what Lin Mo said seemed to make sense.

Who would have nothing to do and joke with their lives?

Mann touched his chin and thought about it, realizing that was the case.

Besides, this little imp doesn't look like that kind of pretentious guy, otherwise, the friend with the sniper rifle wouldn't be impressed by him.

Being able to gather so many teammates and let each teammate do their part, Mann is still quite confident in his vision.

In the end, he still agreed to Lin Mo's request:

"Then I'll leave it to you later, Lin Mo."

He clapped his palms, drawing everyone's attention, and said in a low voice:

"Okay, now rearrange the plan, Lin Mo and Sasha are responsible for infiltrating and finding the mission target that needs to be rescued; Pyrrha and Rebecca followed; If it's exposed, Dorio and I will draw fire together on the front. ”

"Do you have any questions?"

"I have—" Rebecca raised her hand and yelled, "Why should I be in a group with a bastard brother!" ”

"Cut, don't drag me down then, but if you can call out to my brother delicately, come and save me, I'll consider helping you." Pila's tone was full of disgust.

Rebecca's expression was cold, her eyes seemed to be looking at garbage, and the pink and green pistol was raised, and the muzzle was aimed at Pila:

"Believe it or not, I'll give you a shot in the head!"

"No, no, I come a lot every day, and there is no shortage of you." Pyrrhia smiled and waved her hand, not at all worried that the muzzle of the gun was being aimed at her.

"If there are no other objections, I hope you follow the arrangement, Rebecca." Dolio walked over and patted her petite shoulder.

Rebecca glanced at her brother in disgust, and then glanced at Lin Mo, and found that the latter was watching the two brothers and sisters arguing with interest, and suddenly seemed to be deflated.

"Yes—"

"Well, without further ado, let's get started now." Mann commanded.

When everyone heard this, they immediately began to take action.

Falco tossed a travel bag on the ground and unzipped it, revealing several firearms and a full load of ammunition.

Rebecca was the first to walk over, pulling out a couple of magazines and putting them in the pockets of her coat, then opened a pack of chewing gum and threw it into her mouth and chewed it slowly.

Pila kept her usual lewd smile and reached into the bag with her nimble prosthetic hand.

Each time he reached out of the bag, he pulled out eight grenades from his ten fingers and put them in his pocket.

Others also got their weapons one after another.

As a striker, Mann has a firearm in his hand [Crusher], a semi-automatic burst shotgun produced by a military technology company with strong firepower.

Combined with his muscular physique and stout mechanical prosthetic hand, the gun has nearly the same recoil as none.

Dorio's firearms are a Mallorian-Prelude, and Arasaka-HJSH-18 authentic.

The former is a large-caliber revolver, and the latter is a powerful kinetic rifle.

"It's all big guys......" Lin Mo sighed a little.

Compared to those street gangsters and marginal people who are at the bottom, these firearms are powerful and reliable.

After taking the weapon, Mann connected everyone to the encrypted communication channel to facilitate communication during combat.

When the rest of the people walked downstairs one after another, Lin Mo walked at the back and glanced at Beichuan Hao who was staying here, who was adjusting the sniper rifle.

The latter also noticed his gaze, turned to meet the young man's gaze, his face solemn, and bowed slightly.

"I will not disgrace my life!"