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When he saw Adam hammering hard, Yinzi felt cold all over, even now in Mewtwo.

From this distance, he could clearly see that Adam Hammer's whole body had turned into a machine, and his cold eyes were emitting the red light of electronic prosthetic eyes. When he saw it, his body suddenly stiffened, and he completely forgot that he was in Mewtwo. , for fear of being scanned by his electronic prosthetic eyes.

But soon, Adam Hammer just turned his face with disdain. He looked at Evelyn Parker who entered the room and just smiled sarcastically.

"It's just a toy that was played with casually." He didn't even have any extra words and walked out of Arasaka Yorinobu's room without looking back.

At that moment, everyone's held breath was slowly exhaled.

"TMD, Adam's Hammer!" Yinzi gritted his teeth and said. He had imagined seeing Adam's Hammer in various scenes, but he never thought it would be here, in Evelyn Parker's Mewtwo.

But it was here that everyone truly felt the oppressive force brought by Adam's Hammer.

Just one look at it makes one unable to breathe.

"Blow him sooner or later!" He glanced at Arasaka Yorinobu's office, as if he wanted to remember the place where Adam's Hammer once appeared.

Only when the electronic door behind them closed did the fans come back to their senses.

‘Damn it, I didn’t expect to see Adam Hammer here! ’

‘Oh my god, you can see it so clearly from this distance. There’s no skin left at all. Has he really transformed his whole body? No flesh and blood at all? ’

'What about his humanity? ’

‘I just checked the game information of Moya. Adam Hammer’s body transformation rate is as high as 96%. What’s the other 4%? ’

‘Do you know why Adam’s Hammer transformation rate is 96? Another 4% was because Rebecca couldn't tear it off at the bottom of her feet. ’

'Ah ah ah ah ah! Ban that person just now, permanently! I'm not joking! ’

…

When Yinzi saw the nonsense of the man just now, he immediately stopped talking without any hesitation.

"Don't make jokes about Rebecca!" Yinzi said sternly with a straight face.

After Adam Zhonghammer left, his attention turned to the man sitting on the sofa. He was talking on the phone. You could hear him talking about his father through the music. He seemed to want immortality and was doing something for it.

Immortality?

Yinzi's eyes turned cold.

The task prompts him to repeatedly search for a chip in the scene. In Mewtwo, he can freely adjust the progress, from when Yori Xuan finishes the phone call to when he waits in bed.

Yinzi looked at the progress bar and exclaimed, "This progress bar doesn't look like it's showing us the complete Mewtwo."

The progress bar stopped abruptly when Evelyn Parker sat on Arasaka Yorinobu, and there was no subsequent plot.

What he had to do was to find the target chip in the previously interrupted clips, and constantly scan the empty room to find possible hiding places.

After confirming that Chaomeng's progress was over, Yinzi muttered softly.

"I thought they would really show us that kind of Mewtwo." He kept scanning the corresponding scenes in the room, his eyes full of regret.

"I should have known better. They tricked me into doing the task, and this is the result." He muttered dissatisfiedly.

He was disappointed, and so were his fans.

‘How much is a small plot worth? You’ve done a lot of game plots, but you can’t do this? ’

‘Can you add Chaomeng’s mod yourself? I’m really urgent. ’

‘Don’t think about it, how can I give you these things to play with? ’

‘It’s not me, I’m just a friend who wants to play. ’

…

After completing the task, he just sighed with regret. In the following time, he just followed his brother Jack on the streets, robbed and went to nightclubs, did all kinds of bad things, fought with cops, ran errands for the company, and even killed the Whirlpool Gang together.

One day, Yinzi and Jack ordered two drinks at the bar, "Johnny Silverhand" with beer and chili.

The bartender said that the wines here bear the names of previous drinkers.

And how can I write my name on it?

"You have to die first, and you have to die wonderfully."

Jack did it and said he really wanted to give himself a set! "I have to keep a recipe of my own first."

"Vodka with ice, lime juice and ginger beer, and a little love." A few mint leaves were gently placed in the glass and placed on top of the ice.

"Then I'll buy you the first glass of Jack Wills."

The two of them sat in a bustling bar and drank their first glass of 'Jack Wilson'.

Looking at this formula, Yinzi felt bad.

"Isn't this setting a flag for myself?" He thought of David Martinez's wine in his mind, and now he looked at the wine glass in his hand with a bitter taste in his mouth.

But he immediately thought of something. In the promotional video released at the beginning, it was Jack's unstoppable blood and the chip dripping in his blood-covered palm.

It's just that the character in the picture is not the image created by the player himself. At this moment, everyone remembered that the person who left in the original promotional video was Jack.

‘I listened to this recipe and stared at the Moscow mule in my hands, lost in thought. ’

‘Isn’t this an enhanced version of the Moscow Mule? ’

‘This recipe is exactly the same! ’

‘You don’t have any love in this one! ’

‘Wine Talk: The most famous cocktail based on vodka. ’

…

At this moment, everyone seemed to have understood the rest of the plot, and Yinzi made every choice in the following paragraphs extremely seriously.

Because in this game, every choice the player makes will affect the subsequent results, and every choice will show different NPC attitudes towards themselves.

We only knew him for a short time, but everyone seemed to have known him for a long time.

He is V's good brother, and he is also his own good brother.

We want to get rich and famous, so we have to be used as weapons. We die for money, and birds die for food. We are little people living in stinking ditches. This is the ending we deserve.

But when you first come out to join a gang, who doesn’t want to have a brother to look after you? Send him to death, I will count the money, and I will lead you up the ladder, get to know more big shots, fly to the sky, and become famous.

Thinking about the process of getting to know each other, he would always act as a human shield in fights. Players would pick up rubbish and count bullets in the back. When the fight was almost complete, they would then go up and take two more symbolic shots.

Jack is different. His heart is as high as the sky, and he is willing to sacrifice his life for it.

He said that he had spent the first half of his life in a shit pit and would never go back.

As a result, Jack died just after the player reached the first act, and his death was inconsequential. But Jack still pulled the player out of the gunfight and died, and he died a worthy death.

When Jack closed his eyes, V punched him in the chest: You are the real big shot, Jack.

Just like the Moscow Mule, the most famous cocktail based on vodka.