Cyber Heroes

After Matsushima Hiro took some nutritional supplements, he left the house and headed to the dojo.

As a completely prosthetic human, Matsushima Hiro only needs a few kilowatt-hours of electricity to survive for a long time. He only needs a few peptides, metal ions and carbohydrates every few days, which only requires a dozen grams. However, he always maintains the habit of supplementing nutrients every day to ensure that his brain is always in a full state.

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

The streets were so noisy. 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 were constant shouting and fighting sounds all around.

"What's going on?" Matsushima Hiro murmured to himself: "It shouldn't be. The local gangs show no signs of transforming into a green forest."

With such doubts, Matsushima Hiro sent messages to several of his past disciples, asking about the recent situation.

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

And because they had been favored by him back then, those disciples were still willing to answer him as long as what he asked was not critical information.

"The official side has not received any news. They just said that they have not received the order to dispatch yet."

"But those people who are currently living in the Maoist Party said that they want me to be careful about myself, because they will make big moves..."

Matsushima Hiro did not pursue the question. He also understands the ecology of those gang members to some extent. If those disciples haven't gotten into the upper echelons, then they won't know the whole story at all, and it's useless to ask. And if those disciples had already sneaked into the upper echelons, then he would never reveal any useful information to him, and asking would be in vain.

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

"In that direction... rob the trail? The territory of the Capacitor Gang?" Matsushima Hiro was stunned: "With such a powerful thermal weapon, the government may intervene at any time, right? Are the Brutal Hands crazy? Don't you think about the consequences at all?"

He started walking quickly towards the martial arts gym.

That bomb seemed to be some kind of signal, and the nearby gang members began to become fanatical quickly, especially the members of the Maoist Party, who acted more and more unscrupulously. Hiro Matsushima knocked three minions unconscious on the road and disarmed them twice before successfully arriving at the martial arts gym.

This time, the entrance of the Iron Block Flow Dojo was already crowded. When Matsushima Hiro approached, someone shouted: "Matsushima Normal School is here!" Then, the crowd automatically opened a path leading to the dojo.

Matsushima Hiro looked around. This time there seemed to be more people gathered than usual.

Soon, the owner of the Iron Block Style Dojo came out and said: "Songdao Normal School, you are here!"

According to seniority, this museum owner is already a disciple of Matsushima Hiroshi's nephew. Matsushima Hiro never cared about the ownership of the martial arts gym itself, only the management of the martial arts gym, so he never competed for the position of the gym owner. Although his martial arts became more advanced and he became more senior, he was still just a teacher.

But at times like this, the museum owner also has to rely on him.

"Songdao Normal University..." the director said, "This time it's up to you."

Matsushima Hiro nodded: "I'll do my best."

However, with a flash of his prosthetic eye, he sent a message to the martial arts master: [We can only do our best. After all, we can only have a light prosthetic body, and there is no internal strength to speak of. One missile is something I can't resist. 】

The martial arts master smiled bitterly; [But it is better than being unable to resist anything. Matsushima Shihan can at least resist the attacks of ordinary warriors. Many people here are counting on you. 】

He said at the same time: "Songdao Normal University, do you want to tell others something?"

Everyone hopes that this old martial artist can calm themselves down.

Matsushima Hiroshi nodded slowly, and then, he no longer entered the martial arts gym. Instead, he turned around, facing away from the gym door, and calmly assumed a basic mecha steel fist stance.

that is it.

…………………………………………………………………………

"Kill!" "Kill!"

At the entrance of the black market, the members of the Fierce Hands and the Capacitor Gang had collided. Two warriors with low transformation rates charged towards each other, colliding head-on and exchanging fists with each other. Then, the bloody flowers bloomed under the neon lights.

The remaining flesh hanging on the body of the prosthetic body cannot withstand the power of the fists and feet of the prosthetic body. The flesh and blood instantly lost their original appearance and turned into an unrecognizable mass. Although both warriors felt the pain, they did not stop there. Instead, they used similar fists to hit each other hard. In just three moves, the fierce gangster fell to the ground, his internal organs bleeding all over the floor.

Ignoring the flesh dripping from his body, the gangster from the Capacitor Gang pulled away and wanted to attack others again. However, the fallen fierce warrior held his ankles and tripped him to the ground using a wrestling technique.

The Capacitor Gang warrior wanted to move his feet to kick, but found that the Fierce Hand Gang warrior's hands were in place, and he kicked several times in a row without causing any damage.

Then there was a burst of gunfire. The capacitor warrior was instantly fired.

The fierce warrior with a punctured intestine and belly was rescued by his own people and injected with white artificial plasma. His heart and lungs are both prosthetic, so they are not as easy to lose as natural internal organs. After losing most of his internal organs, he still retained 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.

Deep in the black market, Capacitor Gang Double Red Stick Ambrose was running away quickly. But he was bitten by two black shadows.

"Die, die, die!" Ambrose waved the long stick in his hand crazily, and the steel rod stabbed several fierce gangsters away, tearing a road open. But the other two red sticks from the Fierce Hand Party took advantage of this opportunity and quickly approached, closing the distance between them.

The least important part of cyber martial arts is "breathing", so while Andros used his hands to stir up the long stick like a windmill to push back the enemy, he could still ask loudly: "What is wrong with you fierce hands? Do you really want to fight to the death?"

"well said."

Suddenly, a cry appeared that was severely distorted by the Doppler effect. Ambrose just heard this sound and said something bad.

Then, "Explosive Wind" broke out of the wall and crushed him from where he was.

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

He bumped into me.

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

Tang Shagu said with a ferocious smile: "We won't give up until you die!"

As he spoke, he looked at a camera on the corner of the street, and then gestured with his hands to shoot a submachine gun.

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

Tang Shagu's move was aimed at the Capacitor Gang.

And Capacitor Gang White Paper Fan John Kansas looked at this scene and almost collapsed.

"Why? Why did those lunatics from the Fierce Hand Party come to attack us with all the strength of the society? Why do they say 'until death'? Where did we force them into a desperate situation, so they had to do this? That's not right... ...I am a white paper fan. If there is such a plan, how can I not know about it?"

The more John Kansas thought about it, the more unreasonable he felt, and he couldn't help but smashed the monitor in front of him angrily.

"It's completely unreasonable... It's totally unreasonable... And I don't plan to negotiate... No, it's not that I don't plan to negotiate, but I plan to cripple us before we can negotiate? However, in this case, the losses to the lower-level gang members will be too great. A little bit more. Even if the masters in the gang are not lost and all the lower-level gang members are lost, the gang will lose its ability to execute. In this case, the Alloy faction will eat both of our families... No... It doesn't make sense. Huh? No sign of negotiation yet?"

Suddenly, the man in black robe opposite him said: "I remember that from the information you provided, Tang Shagu is a master of internal skills, but not very good at external skills?"

John Kansas nodded: "What do you think your Majesty has to say?"

"From that man's body language, I could just read a sense of long-lasting killing. The move he used to kill Ambrose, the 'Olympus Pulse', was 100% more powerful than the regular moves. Three deviations. Judging from these body movements, his 'killing' is not just a 'killing' for fun." The Six Dragon Cult envoy said: "This is a characteristic of the Green Forest." [Note: This "Olympus" refers specifically to the highest peak in the solar system on Mars, a mountain as high as 27 kilometers]

John Kansas exclaimed: "This is impossible! The Fierce Hands have not transformed into the accumulation of the green forest at all! They..."

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

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

The biggest characteristic of Green Forest Thinking is "reckless of consequences" - if they care about consequences, it must be under the premise of "not affecting my enjoyment".

Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that the fierce gangsters would do anything.

The Six Dragon Cult envoy just sighed: "Green Forest is unpredictable and unpredictable. I don't know why they attacked you. It may just be because the lower-level members of your gang took an extra bite of candy in front of them, or The posture of drinking water is unsightly. There is nothing you can do, just accept your fate. Our deal is over. Although the result is not ideal, thank you."

"Your Majesty, you..."

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