Start with a Mechanical Hunter

   Chapter 175 Fingers

   Mortuary, Tamil and Apu came to what Apu called the 'black market transformation point'.

   The environment here is a bit like a vegetable market, but it is divided into human corpses, and the **** scenes are particularly terrifying.

   The two walked in and saw well-dressed men coming and going, and could vaguely hear words such as organs and prices.

  Apu frowned and gave Tamil a look. The two walked to the back of the vegetable market, where there was a curtain covered by a plastic sheet, and there were two burly men outside.

   "Brother, I made an appointment with your boss yesterday."

   A burly man looked at Apu and nodded, Apu pushed the door in with a smile.

Inside is a prosthetic transformation workshop. On a welding bed, a bald fat man is debugging a mechanical arm. In the sound of 'zizi' electric sparks, the bald fat man injects the adjusted mechanical arm with oil, and then inserts it into the arm on his shoulder. At the access port, as the current flashed, the other party's metal fingers started an 'myoelectric response'.

  Unfortunately, for some reason, the thumb couldn't move. The bald fat man tried to debug it several times, but he couldn't debug it properly.

   "Tell me, do you want me to do it myself, or do you cut off the palm of your hand?"

  Tamil frowned, stepped forward abruptly, and grabbed the other's outstretched arm.

  The artificial muscles on the other arm of the bald fat man began to bulge, and dense veins appeared.

   And the muscles on Tamil's right hand are also bulging, but his muscles are more like metal.

   The arms of both of them were strengthened in some way, and they ended up being indistinguishable.

  The bald fat man withdrew his arms, looked at Tamil appreciatively, and said, "Your eyes are good, they are those of a butcher, how about it, do you want to do it with me, I can give you a strengthening transformation for free."

"unnecessary."

  The bald-headed fat man glanced at the arms of the two and sneered, "So you all have a fixed prosthetic doctor, so what else are you doing?"

   "Buy information," Apu laughed.

   "Only acquaintances can buy my information. If it wasn't for the fact that you said yesterday that you were going to sell it, I wouldn't have taken care of you at all," the bald fat man sneered and didn't take the other party seriously at all.

   "Really, what if I said that the vigilantes have acquaintances," Apu raised the tiger skin as a banner.

   "I'm doing a regular business, and if you have a business permit, even the security team can't stop Laozi's goods for no reason. Who do you sell Laozi's goods to?"

  The bald fat man's expression became dangerous, and the scattered human body parts began to move.

   A creepy feeling gradually emerged.

   "What about the radiation organ, you are always interested."

  The bald fat man really had a little interest, waved his hand, and the robotic body crawling around stopped again.

  Apu said without changing his face: "I have a large amount of radiation organs in my hand. If you need it, we can cooperate."

   "Outlander?"

   There are not many radiation beasts in the barren desert, and the radiation organs can only be imported from other deserts.

   "You should know about the beast tide. Our bosses ate a large amount of biological materials in the middle, including the organs of B-level radiation beasts."

   "I've really heard of the beast tide, that group of corporate dogs, since they used those strange medicines, they really can't get any benefit out of it."

  The bald fat man nodded, "If you really have a radiation organ in your hand, I can indeed make a deal with you. According to my rules, the first information is free."

   "Can you ask now?" Ap said.

"certainly."

   "I want information on 'God'."

   "The head of the Flaming Motorcycle Party? That's really an arrogant guy, why, you want to deal with him?"

   "It's a secret."

   "That's right, that place in Flame Gate is a treasure of Feng Shui, and there shouldn't be too many people who remember it, but unfortunately none of them succeeded," the bald fat man gave them a meaningful look.

   "Okay, I'm not talking nonsense, let's put it this way, do you know how old the guy 'God' is this year?"

Apu was stunned and shook his head. The reason why the indigenous warlords in the land of flames are called Gene Guys is because their genetic modification technology is so widely used that even their own people do not know, their leaders, in the end Is it a gene replica, or his deity.

   Or simply someone else pretending to have plastic surgery.

   "A very secret message, that guy has not been replaced, it is still the original, and he is 95 years old this year."

  Apu was shocked, 95 years old, so old, and at this age, is he a World War II veteran?

   "I can only tell you so much," the bald fat man grinned: "If you want to deal with him, you have to work on his age."

   "Haha, since that's the case, let's first—"

   "Who said you can leave?" The bald fat man's expression changed, and he said coldly, "Don't you think of me as an idiot, can you tell me a precious piece of information with just a few words?"

   His carrot-thick fingers tapped Tamil.

   "He stays, you leave, I'll wait for you to take the radiation beast organ from your mouth."

   "Also, according to my rules, since you're here, you have to leave something behind."

   "What are you going to leave behind?"

  Apu's expression remained the same, but his finger pressed on the monomolecular line catapult.

   However, an unexpected voice sounded.

   "His bill, I paid for him."

  Two **** fingers pressed against the table.

  Tamil picked up a cigarette and looked at each other calmly.

   "Hahahaha, interesting, interesting, you can leave now!"

  Apu twitched the corners of his eyes, walked to the door, and suddenly said, "Aren't you a local?"

"Um?"

   "I smell the stench of city people from you."

"Hahaha, someone can actually see my identity, yes, yes, after staying in this shabby place for a long time, I almost forgot my original identity, tell your boss, we are all decent people, as long as it is beneficial to both parties, Everything can be traded, and I have a lot of good stuff on my hands.”

  Apu pushed away the plastic film, and saw that there was a circle of people outside, and two-thirds of these people's bodies were replaced by mechanical bodies.

  ‘The degree of transformation of these guys is a bit exaggerated. Like us, did someone solve their mechanical rejection? ’

   Until this time, Apu didn't know that Tamil's behavior was correct. If he really wanted to do it, the two might not be able to kill him.

  'I was careless, I thought that the land of flames was only troublesome for those warlords, but I didn't expect that there were such monsters in the underground world. ’

   Looking at the organ market in front of him, Apu's eyes darkened.

   After getting that 'God', this one is the next target.

  …

   "It's really embarrassing, you guys, without an old man like me, you can't do it."

  In a camp near the Flame Pass, the captains of the eight mechanical hunter squads gathered together. Among them, the old man Creeper was complacent and seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

  Matsushima Keiko was furious, and when he pulled out his knife, he was about to slash over, but the old man hurriedly stopped him and looked at him up and down.

   "Captain Creepers, you seem to be getting stronger?"

   "Hum hum hum, the power of the old man today is beyond your imagination."

   Lao Lu and the other party are also old acquaintances. They are also veteran hunters in the Motor City. Five of the original six elite teams were wiped out in the beast tide.

   Among them, the creeper was the best performer, even reaching the top three on the leaderboard at one point.

  On the basis of this record, Lao Lu would not look down on the other party, but in his impression, this person has always been an old man, why did he suddenly swell?

   "Don't look at it, biological modification may have corrupted this old man's brain, and it was like this when he came here," Sun Tu said with a poisonous tongue.

  Compared to the unfathomable depth of the creeper, this guy is much more powerful. The robotic arm with the thick water tank, the 100% mechanical body, and the black muzzle all look like a mess.

  Sun Tu was as proud as the other party.

   "Have you seen it, the newly developed orangutan module of the base, wait a minute, I'll change my body to show you."

   "Super orangutan, transform!"

   At the next moment, the metal support frame popped out, the mechanical baffles covered the hands and feet, a large number of mechanical parts were reorganized, and countless air holes were extruded from the joints, and the human shape was directly transformed into a four-meter-high mechanical gorilla.

   "Fuck, two types of machines! Brother Tu, you are so fierce!"

   "This level of transformation must be done by the boss himself."

   "I'm so envious, when will I be able to install such an advanced mechanical body."

   The eyes of all the mechanical hunters lit up, and they touched and pinched when they went up, as if the opposite was a great beauty with a super body.

   "Huh? Brother Tu, why didn't you speak?"

   "Nonsense, how could the orangutan speak human words," said the wriggling man beside him sourly.

  Sun Tu turned into a human figure again, and said angrily: "Fart, obviously the vocal organ has not been installed yet, and it will be fine when it is installed."

   "Do you also know that this mechanical module is an experimental version?"

   "What's wrong with the experimental version, it still doesn't work."

   A mechanical hunter asked weakly.

   "Brother Tu, why do you shout such a sentence when you transform, is this a voice activation?"

   Old Sun Tu blushed and said: "According to the boss's statement, it is said that if you shout before you transform, you can have a fighting strength blessing."

   "True or false, high-tech!"

   "So Brother Tu, after you shouted, did you really become stronger?"

  Sun Tu hesitated, then said uncertainly: "It seems that there is a mysterious power gushing out of the body."

   On the other side, Matsushima Keiko poked the wriggler and said, "Old man, why doesn't that guy look very happy?"

   As everyone knows, mechanic Huang Wen has been infected with an electronic virus and has been lying down for half a year. Now he has finally recovered. Logically speaking, this one should be happier than these two.

   Could it be the sequelae of facial paralysis?

   "Don't speak ill of me in front of me, especially when I can move," Huang Wen turned his head and said, "It's almost the same as the old days, so let's discuss tactics."

   "The task given to us above is very simple, to ensure that there is not a single "flame motorcycle party" alive outside the flame gate."

   (end of this chapter)