Son of the Tower

Chapter 389
Mars had thought a lot about Karl of the Malone family, but he didn't expect that the big guy would drag a guy who was close to a full-body prosthetic body to him.

The latter's visible face has undergone at least three surgeries - there are prosthetic lines on his cheeks and jaws, this 'line' is actually the gap between the artificial prefabricated modules, and the artificial It is made of artificial skin, light metal shell and various materials.

In other words, Mr. Carl's entire face, possibly including his entire skull, was fabricated.

"Little thing, what do you want to do with the famous Mr. Carl?" The young man sat down, and he crossed his legs as if no one else was there, which allowed Mars to see the metal brace of his calf.And the knuckles and wrist joints of the hands he held in front of his chest were exposed to metal—this was stipulated by the Prosthetic Body Control Law, and all prosthetic limbs that were higher than the output of the human body must have metal parts that could be seen.

Well, it looks like Mr Carr is taking prosthetics in stride.

Mars stretched out his hand, and a cup flew between him and him. The tea leaves flew out from the bag on the table in the distance, and the hot pot that had just completed the work process was brought to the cup by the spiritual palm. When the leaves fell into the cup, It was a matter of course, and after completing a tea brewing process, Mars looked at Karl in front of him: "Now, have you thought about how to talk to me, Mr. Karl."

"Damn psykers, why are you in this world? Tell me, you have something to ask me." The prosthetic young man cursed, and then asked with some resignation.

"Everyone says you play well with Wayne, can you tell us how he plays with you?" Mars asked with a smile.

"How can grown-ups play? In this damn place in Tbilisi, you smoke some strong cigarettes, smoke some strong powder, and then you can play with women. This is not your southern Thailand, boy, this is the free world." Then he flew upside down and hit the wall.

Mars turned his head to look at Nie, and the girl snorted twice: "Give me a free world here, put away your anarchism, brat."

"Smelly woman, you dare to hit me!" The boy was quite energetic, he broke himself off the wall and rushed forward with his fists raised.

The elevator rang at this time, and Mars turned his head while stretching out his hand, and saw the special agent team going to lift people with a young man without a metal jaw.

"Mr. Hilem of the Hernandez family?" Mars asked with a smile.

At the same time, the Psychic Palm struck out, hanging Mr. Carl in the air and beating him violently—anyway, after just scanning, this kid's whole body is made of prosthetic bodies, even his lungs are artificial lungs, so he won't be able to kill him for a while.

"No, it's Mr. Lewis Hall. He escaped so fast that we almost didn't stop him." The agents of Fort Carter were covered in blood. Seeing Mars pointing at them, these few also had prosthetic bodies The agent smiled: "It's the blood of his bodyguard. We killed him on the spot because of his resistance."

"Good job." Mars smiled, and then stretched out his hand: "Leave him to me."

The agents let go, and as soon as Mars picked it up, Mr. Lewis slumped down on the chair, and then the chair cracked.

"Can I know how much you weigh?" Mars asked and then slapped his head: "Do you have any interface for him to speak with brainwaves?"

So the repair team came in, and they brought a brand new chin, all metal, no artificial skin.

But at least Mr Lewis' artificial tongue, which was nowhere to be found, had a new home, and after it was installed, the kid tried his voice and screamed: "Do you know who I am! I'm Lewis from the Halls !"

"Jeger Desk, an agent of the Carterburg Extraordinary Bureau." Jaeger said so immediately.

"What's the use of a little agent! I'm Rauch Hall's son!" the young man snarled in rage, "I know there are agents among you! There's a director! And fucking psykers! So what if I don't know psychic powers! My family provides almost half of the medical supplies for the Westland Army!"

"I'm Nie from the Rasmus family. Your father sells some medicine powder in Xilu to see what you can do. Believe it or not, I asked my dad to stop the raw materials of your medicine powder today." Nie reached out and patted the table.

Lewis, who was still yelling just now, was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Nie, and immediately changed into a professional smile: "It's really Sister Nie, I didn't see you just now, what do you want to ask."

"I'm in big trouble, kid. I heard that you and Wayne are having a good time. How do you usually play?"

As soon as Nie opened his mouth, the kid named Lewis blew a whistle: "Good boy, what's wrong with him that he can provoke so many people at the same time, did he sleep the illegitimate daughter of the old man of the Holy Church?"

"You don't know yet?" Mars was a little puzzled.

"Know what?" Taking a look at Mars' fur color, Lewis smiled a little flatteringly: "Who are you to Sister Nie?"

"I'm Mars Gayatt, Chief of the Tower. You just said that you don't know. Now you should at least know something." Since you are also a little brat in the medical company, you should also understand the chief of the Tower. What does it mean.

Sure enough, Lewis was crazy, but he did understand things better than Carl. This guy understood after a moment: "Wayne and I are superficial brothers. Recently, he bought a batch of medicine from me. You also You know, he offered a very high price, so high that I couldn't refuse, and I just flew back from Fort Carter today, and I didn't watch any news along the way."

Mars sighed, he didn't say anything, but the big guy told this guy everything that happened in Tbilisi.

Lewis took a breath in silence, then borrowed a cigarette from the big man, and after smoking half of the cigarette in front of Mars, he looked at Mars: "Chief Mr. High Tower, I know Wayne is here There's a safe house in the underground area, he took me there once and I knew the way."

You see, what is judging the situation, Lewis is a bit interesting.Mars smiled when he thought of this, and looked at the old man: "I will trouble you for the next thing, we will fight."

"No problem, our agents are the best at handling this kind of thing, and you will be the greatest support to us if you follow along." The old man smiled and stood up.

Mars and Nie also got up, and Mars looked at Lewis: "It's you, catch Wayne, and your sister Nie and I will give you a few words of kindness in front of your father."

"Thank you bro!"

I can speak Thai well, and I know how to put aside the dark and turn to the bright, not bad.

Mars got up and motioned him and the old man to go downstairs.

As for Karl, he stopped beating him, and let the big guy take him back to the cell—you have a hard mouth, right, brat, there must be a way to mess with you.

(End of this chapter)