The sea bream house is very spacious, divided into three areas, with the innermost part of the room dividing an open space and a miniature courtyard with mud, rocks and small trees.

The mini courtyard is equipped with a high-definition 3D projection above it, in which a pond is projected, and various colored koi fish swim in the water as if they were real things.

Immediately adjacent to the mini courtyard is the dining area.

There is a long black wooden table on the tatami mats, which is large enough for 10 people to sit at the same time, and the snacks and drinks on the table should taste good.

The area near the entrance is the performance area, where the most distinctive geisha performances of the Wakisa bar are projected, and if the price is sufficient, the performances in the projection will become live-action.

In addition, this is a diversified "wakisha", not a folk experience house, and the staff are strictly trained and know a variety of skills.

Don't like the girl with a few pounds of powder on her face and playing some small games of scratching her boots?

No problem, as long as the money is enough, the performer can immediately wash his face, tear off his belt, reveal a cool outfit, grab the steel pipe standing in the performance area, and perform one of the hottest and ruthless work of the moment.

However, there are two ladies in the house, and Mo Fan can't experience it today.

He sat cross-legged at the dining table, enjoyed a projection, and waited for An Xin and Ebisu to end their greetings before asking Ebisu:

"What price are you going to offer?"

Ebisu knelt opposite Mo Fan, supported the edge of his glasses with his palm, and said:

"There is some information that needs to be told to you in advance before we discuss it. The test of the implantable "neural driving" in the Xituo laboratory is very complicated, and the volunteers who participate in the test must enter the Xituo laboratory in Tianhe City for a one-month special test. ”

"In the lab, the researcher will record all the changes in your body and constantly adjust the experimental version of the prosthesis based on the feedback from the data."

Hearing this, Mo Fan had already crossed out the option to take the test.

His biggest secret is that this physical body that has practiced the body refining exercises, usually be careful, and can still hide it, even if someone doubts it, he can also use his innate divine power, or precipitated sports students to deal with it.

can be sent to the door for people to study thoroughly from top to bottom and from the inside out, it is like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, not only can you not get a prosthesis, but you also have to put yourself in.

Having said that, he couldn't back down, he touched his chin and pretended to say, "It sounds like a private order." ”

"It's good for a driver, but it's not a good thing for a mercenary to keep too detailed physical records."

Ebisu leaned forward and slammed the furrow in his chest on the table, his face closer to Mo Fan.

"The gray profession of mercenary really needs to be investigated, and any commission is enough to get you wanted. And the mercenary way to protect himself is to have less contact with the official and not to expose his information as much as possible. ”

Mo Fan made a puzzled gesture, "So? ”

"So this test is a hassle for you, not a fortune. Transferring it out is a win-win for us. ”

"150,000 federal coins, get a friendship, and solve a trouble by the way, how about it?"

Ebisu said with a smile, her smile kind and sweet, revealing from the inside out that I was feeling good for you.

"The implantable "neural driving" is worth 150,000 federal coins, do you treat me as a Kaizi?"

Mo Fan also approached forward, and the tip of his nose almost touched Ebisu.

The temperature of Ebisu's smile cooled, "But what you have in your hand is just a test qualification, and it's not really implantable 'neural driving'." ”

"Then I can transfer it to someone else, and some people want it."

Ebisu-for-tat: "I promise, as long as I say no, no one will dare to buy it from you." ”

Mo Fan returned to a sitting posture, approached An Xin, and asked in a "whisper" that Ebisu could just hear: "Is it too late to slap her two more times now?" ”

An Xin shrugged, "It's just in time." ”

Hearing An Xin's response, and seeing Mo Fan's eager eyes, Ebisu moved back and asked in a girlish tone:

"Xiao Anxin, are you saying anything bad about me?"

An Xin grabbed a ceramic sake bottle from the table, raised her head and poured it into her mouth, and after letting out a refreshing sigh, she responded slightly drunkenly:

"I told him, you're shaking M."

"I hate it, how can we casually talk to outsiders about our two private affairs."

Ebisu complained twice, glanced at Mo Fan, and said reluctantly: "For Xiao Anxin's sake, I will give you a friendship price, 250,000." ”

Mo Fan seemed to take advantage, and said with a smile on his face: "Then ......"

While Ebisu was paying attention to the words behind him, he made a move.

His left hand came out of the hole like a snake and grabbed at Ebisu's neck.

As a well-known middleman in the Sky Train City, Ebisu has broken out of the position, of course, not only by one mouth.

Mo Fan had a calculating heart or not, but he was still reacted by Ebisu.

A faint blue light appeared in her eyes, and a rich aura emanated from her body, and the aura concentration was even better than that of Ryan's escort Javi, and she had obviously transplanted a military combat prosthesis in her body, most likely more than one.

She instantly exploded with a speed no less than Mo Fan's, and her kneeling body fell backwards, dodging Mo Fan's grasp, and at the same time, her two long legs popped out like blades.

The military-type prosthetic body formed a sharp qi on her legs, and the strength slashed the wooden dining table and slammed towards Mo Fan's left wrist from the bottom up.

Ordinary people are kicked by this leg, and when the prosthetic arm is replaced, there is a sum of amputation money left.

But Ebisu kicked Mo Fan's left arm, but it was like a kick to an iron plate, and he could only cut open his sleeves with his strength, and then he couldn't move in.

Ebisu increased the energy released by the prosthetic body, and a violent wind was released from his legs, tearing apart Mo Fan's sleeves, revealing the mechanical arm that covered his wrist under his clothes.

Knowing that Mo Fan was wearing an industrial exoskeleton competition, Ebisu thought it was outrageous enough, but he didn't expect to underestimate Mo Fan, this guy actually wore an industrial exoskeleton anytime and anywhere.

Is this kid a cow or a horse, isn't he tired of walking around with such a heavy exoskeleton?

Mo Fan took advantage of the moment when Ebisu was stunned, reached into the backpack he brought with him with his right hand, and put on the fist gloves of the mechanical arm.

He stood up directly from the sitting state, picked up his feet, and smashed half of the dining table at Ebisu with skillful strength.

Grabbing Ebisu's leg to split the table open, and the moment he didn't have time to change positions, he stepped forward and followed up and threw a cyber crash punch at her abdomen.

All the pictures of Mo Fan in the Death Speed Competition, Ebisu has carefully studied, which naturally includes this Cyber Crash Punch.

But watching through the screen and experiencing it in person are completely two different concepts.

With tremendous force, like a speeding mud truck, she flew out uncontrollably, knocking the miniature courtyard of the room into ruins along the way.

With the protection of the prosthetic body, Ebisu was not injured and quickly stood up from the rubble.

But the prosthetic body protected her body and did not protect her clothes.

Her white suit was torn by rubble, her long coiled hair was scattered, and she took a step forward, her feet crooked, and the heels of her favorite apricot white high heels were broken.

Just as she threw off her high heels, the sea bream house was violently pushed open, and a group of Yamada-gumi boys who heard the movement rushed in.

Without waiting for the younger brothers to make a move, Ebisu frowned and scolded: "Get out!" ”

"Yes!" The younger brothers bowed in unison and exited the house of snappers, and the last junior brother did not forget to close the door.

Taking off his tattered blazer, Ebisu took out a box from the corner of the room.

She came to Mo Fan with the box, not only did she not get angry because she was very embarrassed by Mo Fan, but her expression was kinder, and she lost the fake taste of the salesman before.

"Then I'll use this official version of the implantable "Neural Driving" in exchange for the test qualification in your hand, what do you think of this price?"