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Chapter 80 The Godfather
The farce in the sky is not over yet.

Brother Lang walked alone on the edge of Plum Street and walked into Cross Street.

He has already done all the mental preparations that should be done.

The area was far more barren than Plum Street, full of abandoned industrial buildings.

Too quiet.

Brother Wolf opened the game map, and his location coincided with the location provided by the female owner of the Beauty Bar.

The station of the Talon mercenaries is here.

boom!
A bullet fell from the sky and hit the ground in front of Brother Wolf's feet, kicking up a pile of dirt.

This is a warning.

Brother Wolf stopped.

He looked up and found the approximate location of the shooter in the dark.

"I want to find your leader," Brother Wolf's voice was very clear in the darkness, "the man in black 'Godfather'."

No response.

Light and shadow flickered, and twelve drones flew out from somewhere.

Guns were installed under their balance wings; at this moment, the muzzles of the guns surrounded Brother Wolf.

He looked at the surrounding drones, and said again: "I'm looking for the man in black 'Godfather'."

"I haven't seen you," one of the drones said, "if you want to join our Talon mercenary regiment, I'm sorry, but now is not the time for us to recruit recruits."

Brother Wolf said, "I don't mean to join you, I just want to ask your leader a few questions."

"Heh," the controller on the other end of the drone smiled, "come in."

Twelve drones flew forward, and the light spots they illuminated formed a door on a wall.

The mechanical gears rattled, and the station door, which was camouflaged as one with the wall, opened.

Brother Wolf walked in step by step.

Two automatic machine guns rose from the ground and aimed at him.

Behind the small window next to it, a man came over and glanced at him through the window: "I hope I'm not a freak who can't tolerate the world."

Brother Wolf could tell that this was the person who spoke to him through the drone.

He said to the people inside through the window: "Aren't you responsible for leading the way?"

The man in the window spread his hands: "Welcome, VIP or something, I'm sorry, I've never yelled such words. Go inside by yourself, someone will come to greet you."

Brother Wolf asked clearly, and went straight forward.

The man in the window was still asking, "Hey, can you say a few more words?"

……

This place is literally a military fortress.

Automatic machine guns in all directions, well-trained militants, and snipers sitting high with their sniper rifles aside.

The passage is downward, and the underground part is much larger than it looks from the outside.

"Do you still feel pain?" A prosthetic doctor in a white coat was holding a special saw.

"A little more," said the man lying on the operating chair, "is this the beginning?"

The prosthetic doctor said, "Do you regret it?"

The man smiled: "A real man never regrets! Ah—ah—"

He screamed in pain, his face hideous.

The prosthetic doctor held his saw and sawed off the man's left arm, moving quickly and steadily.

"Four seconds and three, I broke the record." The prosthetic doctor looked at the stopwatch, calmly took out a prosthetic arm, and put it on the incision of the man's severed arm. "The anesthesia was not injected deep enough? It doesn't matter, in fact, there is no anesthesia , the surgery works best.”

The man lying on the operating chair had exposed veins in his neck, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't speak.

"Let me connect the nervous system... good, perfect. The pre-administered immunosuppressant has worked, and the effect is average. Well, this is very good, maybe you have the potential to become a high-level prosthetic fighter."

The man lying on the operating chair had red eyes and shortness of breath.

"Okay. Move, do you hear me, move."

The man turned his head sideways, looking at the metal prosthetic arm he had just put on.

On his prosthetic arm, five prosthetic fingers moved.

"It's very simple, right?" The prosthetic doctor picked up the bleeding arm and threw it into the waste bin casually, "There's nothing to be afraid of."

Brother Wolf was silent.

He had just observed a sufficiently frightening operation.

The man took a few bags of powder called "immunosuppressant" by the prosthetic doctor, and with the sweat on his forehead and the joy on his face, he walked to the depths of the resident.

"I'm looking for the 'Godfather' of the man in black." Brother Wolf said to the prosthetic doctor.

The prosthetic doctor glanced at him and began to clean the operating chair: "Are you looking for Mr. Godfather? Take the elevator and go to the fifth floor."

……

second lower floor.Three floors underground.four floors.five floors.

Ding!
The elevator door opened.

The red carpet was spread from the elevator door to the end of the open space.

This place is very wide, surrounded by all kinds of skulls, normal, deformed, and all kinds of weird shapes.

Brother Wolf could only make out the human skull in it.

A person wrapped in black clothes sat on a high chair and opened his eyes.

"Are you the 'Godfather' of the man in black?" Brother Wolf asked.

"What's the matter?"

Brother Wolf said: "Some time ago, you slaughtered a small mercenary organization—"

The man in black interrupted him: "There is such a thing. Then what are you here for, to avenge them?"

"Why did all this happen? I just want to know the truth."

"The truth?" The man in black sneered, "Many people want to know the truth, and then they die. You are no exception."

He stood up from the chair: "Come and move. If you can survive a few tricks, I'll talk to you."

The man in black didn't hold any weapons, just walked down the stairs with bare hands.

"I didn't come to fight." Brother Wolf said.

But it didn't work.The man in black was obviously ready to fight.

A simple kick of the whip came with a terrifying sound of breaking the wind.

Brother Wolf prepared to block and counterattack according to the normal human's coping method-however, this time the opponent was not a normal person.

Snapped!
Broken bones.

Brother Wolf's calf was broken, and the stubble was exposed.

This is not a normal person's whip leg, it is as hard as special solid steel.

"The skill is good, but the brain is not very good." The man in black commented.

Brother Wolf immediately pulled out his pistol and shot directly.

The bullet hit the man in black, but bounced off immediately, not even tearing the seemingly thin black clothes.

Another kick.

Snapped!
Brother Wolf get down.

Both of his legs were broken.

"It's weird, isn't it?" The man in black squatted down and said, "You obviously have two legs, pure physical ones, but you gave them up unconsciously. This kind of exertion is very disharmonious. If this is the case, why don't you change to a pair of prosthetic legs? .”

Brother Wolf knows why.

In reality, he lost his leg; in the game, he sometimes hesitates.

But isn't this a game?Why can the man in black in front of me see through at a glance?
"You passed the level." The man in black said.

Half a minute later, the prosthetic doctor that Brother Wolf saw just now came up and cut off his legs.

Brother Lang looked at the bandage on the incision of his broken leg, and always remembered when he was in the hospital in reality.

At that time, his mental state was much worse, and the doctors in the military hospital even planned to send him to the psychiatric department for treatment.

"Who sent you here?" The man in black sat opposite Brother Wolf.

Brother Wolf said: "No one. I want to know myself."

The man in black said: "The Talon Mercenary Corps never reveals the identity of the employer. Moreover, this time the employer is too big, you can't afford it."

"Giant Glory Company?" Brother Wolf asked.

The man in black shook his head: "It's more troublesome than that. It's complicated and everyone has it."

The prosthetic doctor ran up and replaced Brother Lang with a pair of cheap prosthetic legs.

"You'll get used to it soon," said the man in black. "Anything else?"

"Yes," Brother Wolf had a flash of inspiration and shouted, "Godfather!"

(End of this chapter)