Rewind the clock by five minutes.

In the main control room in the basement, a woman sat on a chair, and a teenager held a knife on his waist, staring coldly at the computer screen in front of him.

In the main control room, there are instrument machines, and in the center of the table, a metal telescopic tube from top to bottom is connected to a multi-connected computer screen.

"Brutus, the leader of this gang of scavengers, nicknamed the Lightning Claw Wolf on the road, has implants such as Sanwestan Type 2, Kronzikov, and Palm Alloy Claw... What kind of ghost is this? The boy muttered to himself, looking at the information sent by the hacker next to him, and fell into thought.

At this time, the screen shows the camera screen in that room.

The picture was unbearable and disgusting, and Lin Mo couldn't help but want to rush up and give this guy a knife at some times.

But for the sake of prudence, Lin Mo didn't raid in and cut off the fat guy's head at the first time.

To be able to lead such a large number of scavenger gangs, its leader must not be an idle person.

Lin Mo is very confident in his strength.

But self-confidence doesn't mean invincibility.

Sasha's face is also a little not good-looking, with a slight inverted U-shaped mouth line and cold eyebrows.

She used the scanner to observe the fat guy in the room through the camera screen, trying not to look at the dirty things he had done, and summing up the information on him one by one.

In the face of Lin Mo's inquiry, she also groaned for a while and raised her delicate palm.

On the palms of the white jade that can be said to have been carefully carved by the Creator, the color of the slender five fingers is metallic black.

If the prosthetic designers can also be called the creators, then these hands have indeed been carefully crafted by them, without losing their beauty, and maintaining their original functionality.

Just as Lin Mo was staring at the hands, Sasha's fingers were slightly forced, and five sharp claws suddenly popped out from the nails of the five fingers, flashing white sharp light in the room.

"It should be a prosthetic body similar to this metal claw, and I built the MK2 cat's claw series produced by the company, which is quite convenient to use." Sasha explained.

Lin Mo nodded thoughtfully, if that fat guy had this kind of prosthesis implanted in him, then he really had to be careful.

After all, he is good at hand-to-hand combat, and if he fights in a small place, he will not lose such a sharp claw when the two sides are fighting, and he will have to stop no matter how fast he reacts.

"What's next, can you hack in and give him a cyberpsychotic quick crack?" Lin Mo stared at the man on the screen and asked Sasha.

Sasha's pupils turned from red to green, and the stream of data flashed, as if trying to hack the man remotely.

But in the end, she shook her head helplessly, and said entangledly: "Not really, even if I can hack in and implant the puppet, the upload speed will take a little time, and I can control him for a second or two at most." ”

Lin Mo: "......"

There's something wrong with this style of painting.

In the game, cyber psychosis can be described as invading whoever dies, how can you control it for a second or two in your hands.

Sighing helplessly, Lin Mo couldn't do anything about it.

After all, his intelligence is only 4 now, and he is not involved in the hacker field, and he has not been in contact with the hacker world in the past, so it is normal for the setting in the game to change after it becomes reality.

It seems that not everyone is a V.

"It can't be delayed any longer." Lin Mo looked at the picture on the screen, and also heard the music in the room gradually reaching a climax.

If it drags on any longer, the woman will definitely die, although the commission he asked Fujiwara Kawako to give on Wakako's side is to kill people instead of saving people, even if the woman dies, it will not affect the evaluation.

But if a person can be saved, he is saved.

Sasha pursed his lips, lowered his head and thought for a while, looked at Lin Mo, nodded slightly, and said, "I will try to hack into his system, but I can't guarantee that it will be 100% effective." ”

"Thank you, it's enough for you to help, hackers aren't good at frontal combat, just leave the rest to me."

Lin Mo stared at the man's movements on the screen, his gaze wandering over him, as if thinking about where to go next.

He needs to wait for an opportunity.

After another minute or so, with the last high-pitched sound from the stereo, the man finally moved, his lips moved slightly with a hint of crazy laughter,

"Wait a little longer, the company should send someone over..."

Firm?

Lin Mo's eyes moved.

The man raised the muzzle of the gun and looked at the woman prostrate in front of him, the corners of his mouth finally turned up freely, showing a wild smile.

"It is impossible to be a rare day of celebration without fire, and it is impossible not to die."

A man's whisper came from the screen.

In the entire basement, only the camera in this room has the highest permission, and there is no specific command to switch to the screen of this camera.

Its main use seems to be that men use it to record their own beautiful creative processes, so that the camera is so well positioned that even the sound is clear.

"That's a good point."

Lin Mo responded in a low voice, as if he was talking to the man on the screen, and his tone was cold.

"Someone will die today, but God is merciful, and He will not pick the wrong person!"

As soon as the words fell, the boy had already disappeared into the main control room!

The electronic door opened too slowly, and he slashed it several times and kicked it open, and nothing in the way could stop the young man who was speeding like the wind.

Sasha's eyes widened, stunned as she stared at the door blowing in the cold wind, and quickly turned her gaze to the screen.

This is the best time, the man's attention is already completely focused on the woman, and his mind is imagining the next wonderful moment, unaware that someone has slashed the door several times.

The sharp blade was like a hot knife cutting through the butter, easily cutting through the door without making a sound, and only the roar of the boy's last kick made the man come back to his senses in amazement.

The next picture is no longer clear to the eyes of mortals.

Sasha could only see two chaotic images flashing across the screen, and the two of them collided with each other a few times, moving so fast that they brought a strong wind to blow up the small utensils in the room.

The metal door panels were slashed to pieces, and pieces of iron rained down on the floorboards, accompanied by several gunshots, bullets hitting the walls, and smoke filling the room.

Finally, the picture frozen on the display screen is a young man holding a katana with a cold face, and sticking it straight into the man's right palm.

The man collapsed on the couch, his face slightly angry, but still calm, as a small shoulder-mounted bullet launcher popped out of his shoulder.

The bullet launcher was aimed at the boy in front of him, and the boy's blade was inserted into his right hand, and a flaming pistol was randomly dropped not far from the palm of his hand.

Both sides are well aware of the situation at this moment, and it is up to them to see who can afford the cost.

But the young man's eyes were still slightly cold, wearing a mask on half of his face, and a slender bloody mouth on the lower half of his cheek was dripping bright red blood.

In silence, the young man ignored the threat in front of him, and violently kicked the blunt part of the knife directly to cut off the man's right palm, and the wound burst with bright red blood and electric sparks, he looked down at the man, and responded to the man with contempt in his eyes.

You shoot, what can you do?

The man's expression was hideous, he really didn't expect this intruder to dare to fight him, and the sharp pain from his right hand was blocked by the pain editor in his brain.

In an instant, the gun went off!

The bullet launcher on his shoulder spewed fire, and the boy avoided his neck and other vital points in advance at an incredible speed in a very short distance, and the bullet hit his shoulder, bleeding a little blood, and the strong impact made him take a step back slightly.

At the same time, the man also turned on Sianweistein and quickly distanced himself from the teenager.

The woman, who had fallen to the ground as if she had lost her soul, was also caught in his hands and escaped from the cramped room, and finally he stood outside the room, losing his right arm and pointing straight at the room.

Without a moment's hesitation, the metal skin bounced off, and a small barrel was extended by a spring device, aiming the room to jet grenades.

Grenades exploded, gray-black smoke exploded, echoes echoed in the basement, and fine pieces of wall ash fell from the ceiling.

The man shattered a mouthful of saliva in disdain, and the saliva was mixed with thick blood.

When Lin Mo kicked the door panel at him just now, he knocked out one of his teeth by the way.

But that's not all!

In the man's prosthetic eye scan, a fiery red drawn figure was hiding behind a clutter cover outside the room, and it seemed that the shot did not kill the other party.

Tsk, confrontation? Couldn't be better!

The man couldn't help but laugh and grabbed the woman's hair fiercely with his left hand.