Chapter 11: The Taste of Home
Without the protection of the security robot, coupled with the death of the only combat force among the team members, the members of the program team are no longer calm.
The arrogance of the city dwellers on their faces dissipated, and their expressions were full of fear.
It was as if I had suddenly woken up from a dream called "Civilized World" and remembered what kind of place they were.
They let the director in the headset "Keep shooting!" Don't stop! Regardless of the instructions.
Put the equipment in his hand aside, obediently squatted down with his head in his hands, covered his ears with his hands, and stared at the ground with his eyes.
In federal primary schools, the first thing they do in social security class is the posture they are now taking.
It's called "Abandonment of Resistance."
When you encounter bandits and you can't resist, it's best to take the initiative to "give up resistance".
If the bandit you encounter is in a good mood, there is a chance that you will be able to save your life.
The young man with goggles put away the silver revolver and said to Mo Fan:
"Although I can handle it myself, I am still thankful. I remember you, and I'll invite you for a drink next time we meet. ”
"You're welcome."
The two looked at each other, exchanged a simple word, and left.
Mo Fan was too lazy to embarrass the other staff of the program team, and turned around to return to the dining car.
Pack the two rice bowls that you haven't finished yet, and return the blood-stained kitchen knife to the boss by the way, giving it a thumbs up.
"The sharpening technique is great, the knife is sharp."
The boss laughed and took back the kitchen knife,
"Of course, if you use it to cut off the head of a company dog, it will be sharper. Come back when you have time. ”
Mo Fan waved his hand, turned around and left the square.
Seeing the two murderers walking away, the staff of the program team dared to put down their hands holding their heads, picked up the equipment and prepared to slip away.
But when I looked up, I found that I was surrounded by homeless people who were not kind to sight.
The staff looked at each other a few times, consciously took out all the valuable items and put them on the ground, and resumed the posture of "giving up resistance".
Ten minutes later, several staff members who had been stripped down to their trousers escaped from the square.
They huddled behind bushes on the side of the road and waited for the TV rescue team.
A gust of wind blew, making them shiver in unison.
It turned out that the wind was so cold on a June night.
At the same time, inside the car, Mo Fan had fused the metal hand bone prosthetic body that had been stripped from the severed hand.
The previous owner of the prosthetic body is from West, and his family is good, unlike the gangsters of the Blood and Bones.
The prosthetic body he uses is not a miscellaneous product, and the brand logo is clearly visible.
According to the logo, Mo Fan easily found the official website of the prosthetic manufacturer and found the detailed information of the prosthetic.
The official name of the prosthesis is "Hand Kinetic Expansion Type II".
The new model is officially priced at 120,000 federal coins, and after transplanting, it can make hand movements more flexible and fast, and can record two sets of specific movements.
The promotional cover of the hand kinetic energy expansion series prosthesis is a cutting-edge young pianist, and the promotional slogan reads:
"For a limited time, half price for the second pair. Place your order now and get a full library of master-level fingering movements, which is smart and elegant."
The critic had only one hand transplanted with a prosthetic, and it seems that he was not prepared to be a pianist.
Mo Fan focused on the newly fused hand prosthesis and discovered that the critic should work in the security department of the TV station.
Two sets of actions recorded in the prosthesis.
One is a security robot control gesture, and the other is a rapid-fire technique that involves quickly drawing a gun in various positions.
He moved his fingers, and as soon as the thought in his mind came to him, the gun in the co-pilot appeared in his hand, the muzzle of which was facing out the window.
Even at the peak of his previous life, the speed at which he drew his gun was no more than that.
But in Azure Star, any ordinary person, as long as they have a prosthetic body, can easily achieve it.
And this is only a civilian functional prosthetic......
Fighting the Blood and Bone Gang before, he relied on the experience accumulated in his previous life to easily kill the four leaders of the Blood and Bone Gang who had transplanted the prosthetics, which made him look down on the prosthetics a little.
The conceit of his subconscious master makes him look at the gangsters with prosthetic bodies, like toddlers with pistols.
He thinks that no matter how strong his prosthetic body is, it can't compare to the fighting consciousness he has cultivated from blood and fire.
But now it seems that this mentality is very ridiculous.
He still underestimated the ability of the prosthetic.
A prosthetic user who lacks a sense of battle is indeed like a toddler with a gun.
But the prosthetic body is strong enough to make the child evolve into a muscular Nezha who is only born after three years of pregnancy.
If the target of the critic was him, he thought he might not be able to dodge it.
If the opponent's gun can break through his skin-refining defenses, then he is likely to capsize in the gutter.
The prosthetic body is worthy of being the avenue of the Azure Star Plane, and it should not be underestimated.
Mo Fan remembered that a philosopher surnamed Yi said, "A true master always has the heart of an apprentice." ”
He couldn't float away because of the battle consciousness of his previous life and the wonder of the Great Refinement Body Method.
To practice, you must practice now!
Only enough strength can allow him to gain a firm foothold in this world.
He packed up his mood, started the car, and prepared to return to the hotel.
On the way, he couldn't help but wonder, have these two days been too smooth?
As soon as I crossed, I ran into the experience baby of the Blood and Bone Gang, and sent the prosthetic body to the start-up capital.
When you come out for a meal, you can also meet an idiot who sends a prosthetic body to the door.
Because the strength improvement mentality is just unstable, you can wake up immediately.
People's luck is conserved, and if the journey is so smooth, it won't be unlucky next, right?
In his previous life, he didn't believe much in the metaphysics of luck.
At best, when the left eye jumps, he says he wants to get rich, and when the right eye jumps, he orders eye drops.
But now that he has experienced the baptism of crossing and refining the body method, he can't believe in metaphysics if he doesn't want to.
Just as he was hesitating to go to the electronic fortune-telling network to take a hexagram, he suddenly found three motorcycles in the rearview mirror.
They kept up the same speed as him, not far behind.
Soon, three turned into six.
In the distance, the lights of more motorcycles converge here.
There is not the slightest sign on the rider and the motorcycle, and it can be seen that they are not prepared to reveal their identities and have the ability to hide them.
Mo Fan frowned, what did he say, it wouldn't be so coincidental.
He wanted to speed up to get rid of the motorcycles, but after crossing an intersection, he found that the road out of the city was blocked by several scrapped cars.
Flames burned on the wreckage of the car.
By the light of the fire, he saw that the road was strewn with iron-clad cluding nails and a heavy figure with a gun behind the wreckage.
The road ahead was blocked, and a large number of gunmen blocked the road.
The rear pursued troops in groups, and reinforcements continued to converge.
The bad news is that the ambushers are well prepared and menacing, and I'm afraid they won't be easy to deal with.
The good news is that in the previous world, this situation was a common occurrence for him.
He didn't even bother to give a change in his expression, and controlled the car with one hand, causing the car to turn sharply and change lanes, turning towards the road leading to the town.
Seeing him change course so decisively, the gunmen in front couldn't bear it anymore, ran out from behind the burning car, raised their guns and fired at his car.
Listening to the dense beating sound of raindrops at the back of the car, Mo Fan hummed a song while shaking the cigarette case with his free hand and throwing a cigarette into his mouth accurately.
I put it on fire and took a pleasant sip.
A taste of home.
The ambushers are well prepared and must have a plan in place.
The best way to break the other person's arrangement is to increase the confusion and constantly introduce variables into it.
The more chaotic the scene and the more forces involved, the more space he can pull out.
So every time he was ambushed and besieged, he would find a way to run to a crowded place.
Especially in shopping malls or city centers.
Even if the chaos caused is not enough to interfere with the other party, at least there are enough meat shields.
As for the involvement of innocent people in the battle, will there be a disturbing conscience?
Of course, every time he does this, he carries a heavy psychological burden.
So in order to avenge those implicated, he usually kills all the people involved in the pursuit of him afterwards, leaving no one behind.
When everything is settled, he will put on two nun clothes and go to a nightclub, open a confessional, and then talk passionately for the night.
The agent who helped him pick up the job told him that if he sincerely repented of the bad deeds, he would be forgiven by the gods.
He wasn't sure if the way to repent was right, but at least it was complete and effective.
That's enough.
The throttle was pressed to the bottom, and the roar of the engine resounded in the night sky.
Now, it's time to have some fun at night in Wildwind.