Cyber ​​Heroes

Chapter 154

After adding a little nutrient supplement, Matsushima Hiroshi left the house and went to the dojo.

As a completely prosthetic transformed person, Hiroshi Matsushima can live for a long time with only a few kilowatt-hours of electricity. He only needs to supplement a little peptide, metal ions, and carbohydrates every few days. It only needs a dozen grams.However, he always maintains the habit of supplementing nutrients every day to ensure that his brain is always full.

But after stepping out of the house protected by the security system, he realized that something was wrong.

It's just too noisy in the street.And this kind of noise is not the kind of indulgence and carnival that this city often has at night, but another kind of noise full of oppression.

There was constant shouting and fighting around.

"What's going on?" Matsushima Hiroshi muttered to himself: "It shouldn't be. The local gangsters have no signs of turning into green forests."

With such doubts in mind, Hiroshi Matsushima sent messages to several of his past disciples, asking about the latest situation.

Hiroshi Matsushima has many disciples, and only a few become athletes, but there are still many who go to gangs and are recruited to become grassroots combatants of the government.He usually doesn't have much contact with these people.Only when the martial arts school might be affected, he would send a message and ask for some information.

And because of the favor he had received back then, those disciples were still willing to answer him as long as what he asked was not critical information.

"The official side did not receive any news, but said that they have not yet received an order to dispatch."

"But those who are currently living in the Mafia said that they want me to be careful because they will make big moves..."

Hiroshi Matsushima did not pursue further.He more or less understood the ecology of those gang members.If those disciples hadn't mixed into the high-level, then they wouldn't know the whole picture of the matter at all, and it would be useless to ask.And if those disciples had already mixed into the high-level, then he would never disclose useful information to himself, and it would be useless to ask.

Suddenly, a white light flashed across the sky.Then the ground trembled slightly.

"Which direction... robbing the trail? The site of the Capacitor Gang?" Matsushima Hiroshi was stunned: "This kind of equivalent thermal weapon, the government may intervene at any time, right? Are the fierce hands crazy? Don't think about the consequences at all?"

He began to walk quickly towards the martial arts hall.

The bomb seemed to be some kind of signal, and the nearby gang members began to quickly become fanatical, especially the members of the Maverick Party, acting more and more recklessly.On the road, Hiroshi Matsushima knocked out three minions in a row, disarmed them twice, and finally arrived at the martial arts hall.

This time, the doorway of the Iron Runner Field was already packed to the brim.When Hiroshi Matsushima approached, someone yelled, "Shifan Matsushima is here!" Then, the crowd automatically opened a road leading to the dojo.

Hiroshi Matsushima looked around.There seemed to be more people gathered this time than usual.

Soon, the owner of the iron block runner came out and said, "Mr. Songdao, you are here!"

According to seniority, the owner of the museum is already a disciple of Nephew Matsushima Hiroshi.Hiroshi Matsushima never cared about the ownership of the martial arts gym itself, only cared about the management of this martial arts gym, so he never competed for the position of the gymnasium owner.Although he practiced martial arts more and more, and his seniority became higher and higher, he was still only a teacher.

But at this time, the museum owner has to rely on him.

"Matsushima Teacher..." the curator said, "This time it's up to you to decide."

Matsushima Hiroshi nodded: "I will do my best."

However, with a flash of his prosthetic eyes, he sent a message to the master of the martial arts school: 【We can only do our best.After all, we can only have light-weight prosthetic bodies, and we have no internal strength to speak of.One missile is all I can't defend against. 】

The martial arts master smiled wryly; [but it's better than "nothing can resist".Master Matsushima could at least resist the attacks of ordinary warriors.Many people here are counting on you. 】

At the same time, he said: "Mr. Matsushima, do you want to tell others something?"

Everyone hoped that this old martial artist could calm down for himself.

Hiroshi Matsushima nodded slowly, and then, instead of entering the martial arts hall, he turned around, turned his back to the martial arts hall gate, and calmly posed a basic boxing frame of a mecha steel fist.

that is it.

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"Kill!" "Kill!"

At the gate of the black market, members of the Fierce Hand Party and Capacitor Gang had already collided.The two warriors with low transformation rates charged towards each other, bumped into each other head-on, and exchanged fists.Then, the bloody flowers bloomed under the neon lights.

The remaining flesh hanging on the body of the prosthetic body cannot withstand the strength of the prosthetic body's fists and feet at all.The flesh and blood instantly lost their original appearance and turned into an unrecognizable mess.Although the two warriors felt the pain, they didn't stop there. Instead, they used similar fists to hit each other fiercely.With just three moves, the fierce hand gangster fell to the ground, his internal organs spilling all over the floor.

The minion of the Capacitance Gang ignored the muddy meat dripping from his body, and withdrew, intending to attack other people again.However, he was caught by the fallen Fierce Hand Party warrior, holding both feet and ankles, and tripped to the ground with a wrestling technique.

The capacitor fighter wanted to move his feet to kick, and found that the fierce-handed fighter was using both hands in place, and kicked several times in a row without causing damage.

Then there was a burst of gunfire.The capacitor helper was fired in an instant.

The fierce-handed warrior with gut-pierced stomach was rescued by his own people and injected with white artificial blood plasma.His heart and lungs are prosthetics, so they are not as easy to lose as natural internal organs.After losing most of his internal organs, he still retains considerable strength.

Although he lost most of his body, there was not much pain on the warrior's face.Because he knew that according to the rules of the gang, he would definitely have a better prosthetic body in the future.

These two warriors are just a part of this huge battlefield.

In the depths of the black market, Ambrose, the capacitor gang's double-bonus red stick, fled quickly.But he was bitten by two black shadows.

"Die, die, die!" Ambrose frantically waved the long stick in his hand, and the steel stick stabbed continuously, poking away several fierce hand gangsters, and forcibly tore a path.However, the other two red sticks from the Fierce Hand Party took advantage of this opportunity to quickly approach and draw closer to each other.

The least important part of cyber martial arts is "breathing", so while Andross is stirring the long stick with both hands like a windmill to drive back the enemy, he can still ask loudly: "What's wrong with you fierce hands? Do you really want to die forever!"

"well said."

Suddenly, a voice distorted by the Doppler effect appeared.Ambrose thought it was bad just hearing this sound.

Then, "Bangfeng" broke through the wall and crushed him from where he was.

Tang Shagu broke through four walls before stopping.Behind him, a row of houses collapsed one after another.

He hit it right.

This is the overwhelming advantage of heavy prosthetics over light prosthetics.At this moment, Ambrose, the double bonus stick of the Capacitor Gang, has become a pile of scrap iron on the ground, plus a small silver stain on Tang Shagu's upper arm.

Tang Sha laughed grimly and said, "It is precisely because of your death that we will give up!"

As he said that, he looked at a camera on the corner of the street, and then made a gesture of shooting a submachine gun with his hands.

The information from this camera will indeed be transferred to the government at the same time, but most of the time, the government will not deliberately look at it-they have too many cameras to look at.

Tang Shagu's actions were still aimed at the capacitor gang.

And capacitor help white paper fan John Kansas watched this scene, almost collapsed.

"Why? Why did those lunatics from the Fierce Hand party come to attack us with all the strength of the community? Why did they say 'I will never die'? Where did we push them into a corner, so they had to do this? It's not right... ...I am a white paper fan, if there is such a plan, it is impossible not to know?"

The more John Kansas thought about it, the more he felt that it was unreasonable, and he couldn't help smashing the monitor in front of him in a rage.

"It's completely unreasonable... It's completely unreasonable... And I don't plan to negotiate... No, it's not that I don't plan to negotiate, but I plan to beat us to death before we talk? But, in this case, the loss of the lower-level helpers is too great. A little bit. Even if the masters in the gang have no losses, and the lower-level gang members lose all, the gang will lose its executive power. If this is the case, the alloy faction will eat up both of us... No... It doesn't make sense Huh? No sign of negotiation yet?"

Suddenly, the black-robed man opposite him said: "I remember, according to the information you provided, Tang Shagu is a master of internal skills, but not very good at external skills?"

John Kansas nodded: "What does your envoy have to say?"

"From that person's body language, I can only read a taste of time-honored killing. In the 'Olympus Plunge' that he killed Ambrose, it was 27% more than the conventional action. Three deviations. Judging from these body movements, his 'killing' is not just 'killing' for fun." The envoy of the Six Dragon Sect said: "This is the characteristic of the green forest." [Note: Here It is located in "Olympus", specifically referring to the highest peak in the solar system on Mars, a mountain as high as [-] kilometers]

John Kansas exclaimed: "Impossible! The Hard Hands have not turned into a green forest accumulation at all! They..."

"It's not 'the gang transformed into a green forest', but 'becoming a green forest'. This collective memory cannot be accumulated in a short period of time." The envoy of the Six Dragons shook his head: "There must be someone behind them who gave them a share of the green forest." collective memory. I guess."

John Kansas horrified: "The envoy, what should we do?"

The biggest characteristic of Green Forest thinking is "regardless of consequences" - if they care about consequences, he must be under the premise of "not affecting Laozi's happiness".

Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that the fierce hand party will do anything.

The envoy of the Six Dragons Sect just sighed: "Green forests are unpredictable and unpredictable. I don't know why they attacked you, maybe it's just because the lower-level members of your gang ate an extra bite of candy in front of them, or The posture of drinking water is indecent. There is no other way, accept your fate. Our transaction is over. Although the result is not ideal, thank you."

"Emissary, you..."

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