In a dimly lit office, a shiny head stopped in front of a fluorescent computer screen.
Han Jinghu moved his fingers and maximized the live broadcast window. On the screen was a nervous young man wearing a silver flash exoskeleton armor. Several microphones were handed to him at the same time.
"Commissioner Yu Zhesen, I heard that the extreme climate disaster that Qidao City suffered this time was a man-made conspiracy. Is this true?"
"Commissioner Yu Zhesen, was it you who personally prevented this conspiracy to subvert Qidao City? Can you tell me how you did it?"
"Who is behind this man-made disaster? Can the Security Bureau identify the target?"
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The reporters at the scene asked questions in a flurry, and everyone tried their best to push forward to get answers.
Yuan Yinchuan stood between Yu Zhesen and the reporters, acting as a slight barrier from other security personnel at the city hall.
Yu Zhesen stood in front of the camera, with a slight trace of sweat on his forehead and cheeks. His eyes wandered back and forth on the enthusiastic reporters in front of him, as if it was difficult to decide whose question to answer first.
After hesitating for a long time, Yu Zhesen finally responded to the reporters: "For the details of this incident, please pay attention to the subsequent official reports from the Qidao City Administration Bureau and the Security Bureau. Citizens can rest assured that the Security Bureau will
Do your best to crack down on criminals and maintain peace."
Han Jinghu, who was in front of the computer screen, laughed, put his cigar on the ashtray, shook it, and said to the metal box flashing blue light on the side: "This kid has changed, and he actually started to speak this kind of official accent."
The hexagonal metal box with flashing blue light was connected to a small speaker on the table. The electronically synthesized voice of Zhuo Yifeng came out from the speaker: "The equipment you provided me is so rubbish, it's completely incompetent."
What happened!"
Han Jinghu shrugged: "Those two pairs of bionic prostheses are both the best in performance on the market. They were given to you for use and were scrapped one after another in just half a day. Don't you look for your own reasons?"
"Leading performance?" Zhuo Yifeng seemed to sneer at this, "The final battle with Yu Zhesen was enough. You also saw the previous battle in the underground garage of the Security Bureau. Is it my problem? I lost to a trainee armor.
, what a shame!”
"Don't underestimate the trainee armor. It was also a product of our company in the past." Han Jinghu told Zhuo Yifeng seriously about the works of Xingtian Heavy Industry. "The Security Bureau attaches great importance to the protection of newcomers. In addition to its offensive capabilities, the trainee armor
Except for being slightly weaker, all other indicators are comparable to the main battle armor Silver Flash. Its defensive capabilities are even more comprehensive than the Silver Flash, and it is also equipped with martial arts modules."
Zhuo Yifeng snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with this explanation.
"You should ask why the Security Bureau allows a newcomer in the internship period to possess an S-level offensive martial arts chip, and it is also the kind of explosive kick that can damage the enemy by 1,000 and damage himself by 800." Han Jinghu rubbed the stubble on his chin.
He thought, "As far as I know, martial arts chips of this level will never be delegated to ordinary specialists, let alone interns."
"I don't want to hear this. You hyped these two prosthetics so much before departure, but the result is not..."
"Mr. Zhuo, are you being a little unreasonable?" Han Jinghu took a puff of his cigar and was angry and funny. "The effect of the same weapon in the hands of different people is very different. If I provide you with a silver flash exoskeleton,
Armor, can you win these two battles? No way."
Zhuo Yifeng was speechless. His excitement caused the hexagonal metal box to flash twice as fast.
"Your problem is actually very obvious. After losing the super-editing ability that you relied on in the past, you are completely unable to grasp the rhythm of the battle." Han Jinghu ruthlessly exposed the problems exposed by Zhuo Yifeng's attack, "
Your rehabilitation work should be directed towards honing your prosthetic combat skills in the future, if you still want to fight against the Security Bureau."
"No...I don't want to confront the Security Bureau, I just want to defeat him!"
Although Zhuo Yifeng has no body now, when Han Jinghu heard this angry and unwilling voice, the scene of Zhuo Yifeng standing next to him and pointing at Yu Zhesen gritting his teeth on the live broadcast screen immediately appeared in his mind.
The interview with Yu Zhesen continues, although it can be seen that he himself seems to want to escape.
"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine... I'm not injured." Yu Zhesen waved slightly to the camera, "The successful resolution of the crisis this time was not only due to my personal efforts, but also to all my colleagues in the special service team and the entire Seven Islands
The Municipal Security Bureau and the National Defense Forces have made great efforts. I think this is a victory achieved by everyone's unity, and the honor belongs to the entire collective."
"It's so hypocritical." Han Jinghu couldn't help but laugh, and then murmured: "But this is also a strategy for him to protect himself. After all, the power is unknown, and if it is disclosed at will, it will definitely cause trouble."
Zhuo Yifeng asked: "In that case, why don't you make his secret public? Those at the top of the Iron Dome Council should be very interested in this."
"Why, Mr. Zhuo was vowing to take revenge personally just a moment ago, and now he is relying on such despicable means?" Han Jinghu said teasingly.
"Humph, as long as I achieve the result of defeating him, the process is not important. If I can still use super editing, I will definitely be able to do this!"
Han Jinghu shook his head: "Hyper-editing can indeed help you skip a lot of processes and get to the result directly, but Yu Zhesen's ability is beyond your imagination. Even if you restore your powers and fight him, it will not be easy to win."
Zhuo Yifeng was once again irritated by his words that inflated other people's ambitions and undermined his own prestige. He asked angrily: "Then what's your clever trick? How long do I have to get back the super edit?"
"I can only say that there is no rush, Mr. Zhuo, please be patient." Han Jinghu turned off the live broadcast, "I just found a suitable site to rebuild the body culture laboratory last month, and I haven't been able to get enough yet.
The 'Source of Life' activates the laboratory. I can understand your desire to restore your powers, but you have to wait a little longer."
Zhuo Yifeng gritted his teeth: "Before that, can I only use your shabby prosthetics to act?"
"Don't dislike this or that. I guarantee that even if you have money, you won't be able to get a better one." Han Jinghu was confident about this.
He was not trying to amuse Zhuo Yifeng, those two bionic prostheses were indeed the best products available on the black market.
The former of the two prosthetics can separate the upper and lower parts of the body and attack the opponent unexpectedly with the cutting blade hidden in the body, while the latter can launch powerful missiles from both hands to lock on the target. In addition to these features, the two prosthetics themselves have
The mobility and combat AI are both extremely good, and being able to evade shots assisted by the Security Bureau's armored fire control system is the best proof.
If the users of these two prosthetics were not Zhuo Yifeng, but more experienced combatants, Han Jinghu believed that at least they would not be defeated so quickly.
But who made Mr. Zhuo rich? He bought out the right to use these two prosthetics right away. Who wouldn’t like such a big customer? On the other hand, if Zhuo Yifeng didn’t have strong financial resources, Han Jinghu wouldn’t bother to serve him.
He is such a bad-tempered young man.
"I will get you a new prosthetic body, and its performance will be guaranteed." Han Jinghu said to the metal box before leaving the office.
"Then you'd better be careful and don't play tricks on me!"
Han Jinghu closed the door of his office and shook his head with a wry smile, wondering how he could end up with such a difficult customer.
In comparison, he still misses the time of working with Jin Guozheng even more. Although he was also a arrogant guy, at least that guy had real skills.
As for Zhuo Yifeng... Han Jinghu laughed twice in his heart. Rationally, he did not dislike people like Zhuo Yifeng, because the existence of such people was a cash cow.
