You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 204 Chi Ping's Self-Developed Water-Based Ultimate Skill

“I have always had a question

"Do your mechanical bodies come with a warranty? If so, do you have to pay for medical insurance?"

Chi Ping strolled leisurely amidst the hail of bullets. In the [Insight] state, he entered bullet time.

He clearly saw a bullet heading straight for his face, and countless more bullets locked onto his vital points.

Then, in a [rapid] state, he turned slightly, and the bullet grazed the collar of his windbreaker.

He reached out and flicked it gently, and more bullets deviated from their original trajectory.

Occasionally, the cyborg Lao Liu would quietly roll a grenade over from the ground, which would be silently picked up by Chi Ping, who would then use [Quick] to stuff it into the opponent's mouth.

No one answered Chi Ping's question. The person closest to him had exploded, and the entire ceiling was covered with this person's brains.

All the current cyborgs are in a state of being both timid and brave.

They rushed over desperately, begging for mercy in a cowardly manner.

"After I fully mastered my water abilities, I came up with a pretty cool move. Would you like to see it?"

The executioner said calmly.

The transformer who was controlled by the think tank to carry out a suicide attack had an extremely ugly look on his face.

They knew without thinking that this would be a powerful move, but they had already sold their bodies and were now at the mercy of others.

"The guy who's controlling us is in West City!"

"I was wrong! I was wrong, Mr. Executioner!"

"I'm going to the police, I'm going to jail, arrest me, executioner!"

Chi Ping ignored them. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, and then he saw a ball of water floating in front of his chest.

"The Secret of Flowing Water: The Longer the Name, the More Powerful It Is - High-Pressure Water Wave Slash!"

As the eighteen-character name of the move was called out, the water in the warehouse shimmered, and Ikehira's shame flashed across his face.

Warehouse No. 17 in Qingshan Town is about meters high and consists of three floors: upper, middle and lower.

If placed in the urban area, it would be as tall as a ten-story residential building.

Then, the light flashed by and rushed into the sky.

There are often old men who collect scrap in the warehouse area, coming here to steal iron and sell it.

The old man, wearing a tattered security uniform, rode an electric tricycle with a back box filled with rusty iron bars. The tricycle made a rumbling sound as it moved around the warehouse area.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed behind him and went straight to the sky.

The old man was stunned for a moment and looked up at the sky again.

"Lightning?"

A few seconds passed and no thunder was heard.

"What strange weather."

The car continued to move forward, and the old man noticed that the power of the electric tricycle suddenly increased.

The cold wind behind him made his waist cold. He felt something was wrong and turned around to see -

Most of the truck bed fell about ten meters away, and the cut was smooth and flat.

Not only the truck bed, but also the iron bars inside the truck were cut neatly.

what?
The old man was stunned for a long time and didn't come back to his senses for a while.

He didn't know why the car was like this, but just as he was stunned, the ground shook slightly, accompanied by a loud noise, and a large shadow enveloped him.

What's going on? He looked up, and then he saw——

Warehouse No. 17, a building as tall as a ten-story building, is - sliding?
Why do you say it's a slide?

Because there was a slanted cut in the middle of the building, the cut was neat, and the red bricks in the wall were exposed.

The upper part of the building is slowly sliding down along the incision of the lower part.

Part of the building that had slid down blocked the sunlight from shining on the old man, making him feel as if he was in shadow.

The old man thought he was dreaming. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the collapsing warehouse.

Talk to yourself:

"I told you I can't drink at noon?" Then, a small piece of building debris fell on his face.

He suddenly turned the accelerator of the electric tricycle to the bottom!
Damn it!
He has lived for fifty or sixty years, and today the building is running towards him (falling over)!
It's going to kill me.

At the same time, inside the warehouse.

The cyborg, who was crouching low, narrowly escaped the disaster.

Then, they felt the breeze on their faces and the dazzling sunlight touching the remaining skin.

Its daybreak?
They raised their heads in surprise.

Then, as expected, the moldy warehouse ceiling did not appear.

Instead, I saw the blue sky and the leisurely white clouds.

Such a big top?!

Gone?

What followed was the loud noise of a collapsing building, figures fleeing in all directions, terrified cries for help, and cursing greetings to the think tank.

Such a strong enemy,

You let us come?
what?
MD artificial mental retardation.

At this time, on the other side of Star City.

In the office of the Super Power Bureau, Liu Qingshan sat in the first seat, and on both sides of him were the bureau's top fighters.

New special hazards of the Super Energy Bureau: cold;

My vision gradually recovered.

Mang's best friend, a plant-type A-level ability user, Yang.

As well as a group of B-level ability people and administrative managers.

They received intelligence yesterday that Iron Fist was mobilizing manpower, and there must be a big move.

Due to its unique nature, the Iron Fist Organization is the most difficult force for the Super Power Bureau to undercover in. The vast majority of its members have "limb defects".

It's impossible to let a member of the Super Power Bureau cut off his own arm, right?

Even if he succeeded in cutting off his arm, who would still believe him when he came back?
You are willing to cut off one of your arms for the Iron Fist.

Therefore, the Super Power Bureau changed the channels for obtaining intelligence.

That is to start from the logistics aspect, such as some alloys, mechanical lubricants and other materials.

Judging from their material mobilization, they have taken unified actions in the near future.

And the most important point is that the higher the level of the modified human, the more professional care he needs, and the more professional and niche supplies he needs.

It is impossible for them to have their own production line for every kind of material.

Therefore, many things still need to be purchased from outside, which gives the Super Energy Bureau a loophole to exploit.

The current large screen is projecting the known strongest force of the Iron Fist Organization.

Type 4 cyborg, Mr. Gao.

The more thorough the transformation, the more likely the transformer will lose the basic understanding of being a "human", which will lead to the disappearance of his original will and gradually transform into a mechanical personality.

Simply put, after being transformed into a mechanical body, one loses the ability to feel hunger, pain, and other physical sensations;
The secretion of neurotransmitters and pheromones such as dopamine and hormones will also stop, and therefore many emotions such as sadness, happiness, and excitement will also be lost.

They will gradually become emotionless machines, and their original human will will no longer exist.

In order to maintain their original human will, Type IV cyborgs were fitted with a series of human bionic organs to ensure they could live a normal life, feel and enjoy life.

However, these organs need to be replaced regularly and are easily depleted and cannot be maintained during combat.

“If Mr. Gao shows up, then Han will handle it.

"The fourth type of cyborg has achieved a qualitative leap compared to the previous types.

"Its lower limit is not weaker than that of an A-level ability user, and its upper limit is unknown, so be prepared for a tough fight.

"We will prepare a large number of manpower to conduct a saturation attack on them!"

Han looked at the screen and saw the old man wearing a security uniform and pretending to be a rag collector with a serious expression.

(End of this chapter)