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Chapter 53 Gang Members

When Lagos Wrench saw the silver lump, he thought he was dead. This seemed to be a very natural thing for a little guy like him.

Lagos Wrench is very self-aware and knows that the word "minion" is tailor-made for him. He is the typical "local": born in Jayhawk City, there is a person who doesn't know what kind of job he is doing.

His father and his mother also rely on doing odd jobs to make ends meet. The most outstanding figure in the family is probably the child of the uncle's mother-in-law who is an apprentice in a martial arts school - this can basically be regarded as "helpless"

Let’s take a look at it. It can be said that he himself has almost never used the content in the “educational chip”. He has never paid attention to the examinations organized by the Scientific Research Knights for teenagers. [Of course, this is a voluntary activity. Scientific research

The Knights organize exams every year, and everyone has several opportunities to participate between the ages of ten and sixteen, but it is not mandatory.] After spending the first thirty years of his life mediocrely, he and a

Local women formed a family to fulfill their sacred obligation of "continuing genes" and then had two local children.

He's a real local.

This kind of people who can be caught in large numbers have no future even if they join the gang. They are the kind of parts that can be replaced at any time.

However, being weak also has its advantages.

Due to the inability to adapt to the high transformation rate of the body and the lack of resources to customize parts that completely simulate the feeling of the physical body, Lagos has always maintained a low transformation rate. This unexpectedly gave him some job opportunities.

Of course, Mr. Wrench also knows that this kind of "job opportunity" also comes with dangers. But he always has a sense of luck and feels that he may not be successful.

Until that silver-white thing flew towards his head.

Lagos followed what little he learned during his on-the-job training, holding his head and lying down screaming.

The target he was tracking this time bought a bomb!

Then, an empty paint can hit him on the head.

Immediately afterwards, Lagos Wrench was grabbed by his throat with a big metal hand and picked up. An old voice came from under the black plastic hood: "Let me ask you, who sent you here?

"

"Hero, spare your life! Hero, spare your life!" Lagos screamed in a low voice: "I'm just doing this to make a living! I just see the hero spending lavishly..."

"Haha, I really don't believe that a person with a low transformation rate dares to track a prosthetic person with a full transformation rate who has purchased a large number of weapons for this reason." The old voice said: "Be honest.

, who is behind you?"

Lagos struggled for a few times, but when he saw that he couldn't break free, he screamed loudly: "Kill! Help! This guy is going to kill me, a civilian with a low transformation rate! Help! This is a violation of Dyson's principle!"

This is a residential area on the main road, close to the residents, and many people have low reform rates. Calling them like this may arouse the sympathy of others and cause chaos, giving you a chance to escape.

People around him immediately looked over.

"What are you looking at? Are you trying to kill yourself?"

Lagos never expected that the man would suddenly say something like this.

He shouted loudly: "This is a personal feud! I will kill anyone who jumps out to be nagging, it's that simple! I want to see who dares to jump out and interfere with my forklift group's business!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding crowd immediately became quite quiet.

This guy is a warrior, and even a man from the forest!

This is no joke!

The man smiled ferociously and said: "Boy, since you dare to follow me, it means that you should know a little bit about the consequences of being caught, right?"

With that said, he carried the man and turned around and walked into the service station.

Naturally, this person is Xiangshan. This voiceprint voice pack was also found in Matsushima Hiro's collection. In addition to the voice pack of the hot-blooded anime hero's voice, he also chose this voice pack as a backup.

The commotion at the door had long attracted the attention of the people inside the service station. When the shop owner saw Lagos Wrench being brought in like this, his expression changed and he said: "Hero, have you forgotten something?

"

"Aren't you and this guy in the same group?" The old voice laughed: "If you dare to do this, why don't you dare to admit it? Honestly, who is behind you?"

Upon hearing this, several construction machinery that was enjoying service immediately closed the hatch cover of the front of the car in a hurry, started the engine, and drove out crookedly. These old oilmen knew the ways of the gangs in the city, how could they dare to do this in this place?

time to stay.

"Hey...hey! I haven't paid you yet! You guys! Come back!" The service station owner was a little anxious. He shouted: "This hero! I really don't know this person..."

"Hoho, I finally understand why we use you people with bodies with low transformation rates to do tracking missions. I guess you really don't know who is above?" The man said: "But you don't know Tianshi.

Is it a means of listening?"

It seems that the service station owner only has his hands, feet and some of his internal organs that have undergone prosthetic transformation. His head even retains his scalp. There is only an openable back cover on the back of his head. His eyes and ears are both biological, and there is no input port for directly inputting commands.

As for Lagos, only one of his legs is prosthetic, and the back of his head is almost covered with scar tissue.

Human beings have not completely cracked all the mysteries of brain activity. Therefore, no matter how powerful a hacker is, they cannot steal memories directly from the brain.

These people may not know who they are serving. They may have been recruited a few years ago and then received some training. At most, they know the physical characteristics of their "superiors" and the like.

For people with prosthetics, this kind of information is meaningless because prosthetics can be replaced.

It is true that some people can analyze a person's identity from image data, but they do not rely on appearance.

For some accomplished experts in Saussure's realm, they can analyze a person's inner "characteristics" from language or behavioral habits, and then locate a person based on these characteristics. Those who are good at this often believe that a person

People do not think with an illusory "self". What really constitutes "thinking" is "language" and "behavior".

They can get the "smell" of a person's "soul" from a person's various verbal actions. This characteristic cannot be concealed even if they change their prosthetic body.

However, these minions are unable to recognize this level, and naturally cannot relay this level of information. And because their transformation rate is too low, internal skill masters cannot dig out the image data from their brains and analyze it themselves.

.

To put it simply, these guys are ideal "eyeliners" and "errand runners."

The only flaw is probably their ability.

Xiangshan just watched the interaction between the service station boss and this guy through the door camera. He originally thought that this guy was a powerful guy, so after going out, he used small movements to kick up a bomb that was about the same size as the bomb he just bought.

of garbage, and let the garbage hit the stalker's head.

In Xiangshan's original plan, as soon as the stalker showed a flaw, he would turn around and use a thunderous strike, then twist off the guy's head and run away, dig out the contents from the guy's memory, and then come to find the gangsters.

But he didn't expect that this guy would kneel down directly.

The owner of the service station said: "This strong man, I'm just doing a small job, I really don't know anything! You're like this..."

As the service station owner was talking, there was a strong wind blowing directly above him. A strong man as strong as a truck jumped down from above, holding an iron rod and smashing it down.

Xiang Shan took half a step back, and then punched hard with both hands. His fist hit the sole of the giant man's foot. The force of this punch just missed the giant man's center of gravity. The giant man immediately lost his balance after receiving this blow.

, spun half in the air, and hit the ground with a stick that was bound to win. There was a loud thunderclap, and then, the boss of the service station in Lagos and the surrounding clerks twitched and fell to the ground - it turned out that the giant

The iron rod in Han's hand still carries high-voltage electricity, which is released the moment the iron rod hits the ground.

The giant man was thrown high into the sky by the force of the counter-shock, dancing in the air.

However, Xiangshan's prosthetic body shell was protected against electric shock, and even the electrical current could not damage the electronic parts and biological brain in his body. He reached up and reached up, grabbed the guy's calf, and then flicked the weight of the guy hard.

Several tons of strong men were thrown out and smashed through a wall. The entire service station shook, and wisps of dust fell from the roof.

Xiang Shan looked at Lagos, who had his eyes rolled, and then turned his attention to the service station owner who was kneeling on the ground and shaking uncontrollably, and said, "Do you really know nothing?"

The service station owner screamed: "What a good man! I really don't know anything about this! I guess the most you can do is slip up in the black market and let those gangsters who kill thousands of people see that you are not a local green forest."

, I am a passer-by, so I have my thoughts on you..."

"Oh." Xiang Shan nodded: "What do the gangsters here do for a living? Do they earn government bonuses?"

For some knights who are rarely famous, the government will also use the form of "rewards" to let the martial arts masters in the city join the siege. Although athletes who do not know the internal strength cannot beat the knights one on one, if there are many against one,

If the vigilante is knocked over before he hijacks their prosthetic bodies, then things will be completely different.

Xiangshan felt that the gangs probably wouldn't mind making a fortune on this road.

Wu Zu actually knew why he was being targeted. To put it simply, he did it on purpose.

He killed many greenwood figures in the wilderness and gained many memories. But he didn't know much about the exchanges with local gangs. So, he simply pretended to be a "stupid young man with strong martial arts skills" and wanted to

Lead out the gangsters and then contact them.


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