...

The matter came to an end. Togar's teammate and Old Jayne carried the person to the black clinic together, and the remaining apprentice named Hills stayed in the bar, looking at Turing at the bar with a bright look on his face.

"Shameless."

Kahn rubbed the cup with a calm expression on his face.

"I'm not good at math."

Turing also said lightly, taking a sip of the other party's freshly adjusted Jin Tangli, playing with the gun in his hand with the other hand.

"I guessed that someone would cause trouble for you. I tried my best to speed up when I went to the bathroom just now, but I didn't expect..." Luo Wang sighed helplessly.

"Low come." Turing put the gun on the table, "How come you are an old man, why didn't you know that this would happen? We'd better be honest, Luo Wang."

The fat man's face changed suddenly, he coughed lightly, and admitted at the speed of light:

"Okay, I actually did it on purpose before."

"Do you know if I had a technology hunter in my direct mercenary, my money would be easier to make... I didn't just take on Jiuke's business." The fat man smiled embarrassedly.

"And, you know that reputation is also very useful. Don't worry, these people dare not cause trouble for you. You have shown your force. The name of the gray fox will spread in a few days, and there will be no shortage of intermediaries who will take the initiative to find you."

"But there will be no fewer people who are eyeing me, there are pros and cons."

"Hehe, in short, when you enter this industry, you will always be more and more eye-catching. There are pros and cons, just be sure you understand this principle."

Luo Wang smiled and reached out to touch Turing's gun.

"This is mine." Turing glanced at him.

"Okay okay, don't touch your stuff." The fat man shook his head helplessly and withdrew his hand.

"But this gun is very powerful and uses the technology of the builder."

"Hmm?" Turing immediately looked at him, "What do you say?"

"You should also know that the energy used by the builder should be different from ordinary technology, right?"

Turing nodded.

This is for sure. Just relying on the phantom limbs on my back, what I really want to extract is the biological energy of the human body, and I have been squeezed out long ago.

Moreover, the technology recognized by the system must have some relevance.

"This gun is a weapon produced by a builder company in Yingguo."

At this time, Kahn came over and gently tapped the revolver's nest.

"It contains some kind of excitation device inside, which can enhance the rate of fire and penetration of the bullet. It also has an energy converter and charging port built-in, which can convert electrical energy or other energy into the energy used by the builder."

"Is this the particularity of this gun?" Turing grabbed the pistol.

"There are similar designs including the energy jammers given to you by grandpa. They are all powered by decarbonized particles. However, the energy jammers are converted from not much solar energy into decarbonized particles. The principles are the same."

"Decarbonized particles?" This was the first time Turing heard this concept, which reminded him of the demon god factor in Geller Sting's notes.

"Don't your octopus use this kind of energy?" Kahn looked at Turing with some surprise. "This is an energy converted from the implant, very special."

“What about?”

"The energy characteristics are different, and the implant can feed back, making people start to 'carbon transformation'."

"What's the meaning?"

"It is the evolution of the life level, theoretically."

Kahn's cold green eyes reflected some unknown brilliance.

"Do you know why grandpa likes you?"

“Because you’ve started to change carbon.”

...

Heiling District, a black clinic.

Togar is being rescued in the operating room, and Dina and several teammates stand in the small room.

“Have you contacted?”

"The other party wants 800,000 yuan, and all the implants on the gray fox." The man who wanted to pay for Dina at the beginning stood next to her.

Dina took a sip of the cigarette: "Give it to him, we only have Togar's gun."

"Then there is no problem." The man in black nodded and quickly responded to the message on the communicator.

"Pickpocket, have you succeeded before?"

Dina looked at a short man beside her, the man who had his hands burned when Turing first entered the bar.

At this moment, a thick bandage was wrapped around his entire hand, and his face was gloomy.

"Although he had injured his hand somehow, don't worry, the tracker has been put on him long ago."

"good."

This is a common drama for their team.

Once you have a new face, whether it is a mercenary, member drinker, or mission publisher, ask pickpockets to come up and pretend to steal things, in fact, it is to put a tracker.

After some provocation, you can drive the other party out of the bar and you can attack, kill or rob.

If you can't beat it, or the other party has a big background, give me a little welcome gift from the newcomer, then that's fine.

But this time they didn't expect that the newcomer was here, but the one who came was a technology hunter.

And he also took Togar's gun.

Dina threw down her eyes hard, her face full of gloom.

The other party’s temporary change of words was simply a naked humiliation.
Chapter completed!