Mars thought a lot about Karl of the Malone family, but he never thought that the big man would drag a guy who was close to a full-body prosthetic body in front of 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 a gap between artificial prefabricated modules, and artificial prefabricated modules

Made of artificial skin, lightweight metal shell and various materials.

In other words, Mr. Carr’s entire face, and possibly his entire skull, were made later.

"Little thing, do you have anything to do with the famous Mr. Karl?" The young man sat down and crossed his legs as if no one else was watching. This allowed Mars to see the metal bracket on his calf. And he was holding it on his chest.

There is exposed metal on each finger joint and wrist joint of both hands - this is stipulated by the Prosthetic Body Control Law. All prosthetic limbs that are stronger than the human body must have metal parts that can be seen.

Well, it looks like Mr. Carl is well on his way to becoming a prosthetic.

Mars stretched out his hand, and a cup flew between him and him. The tea leaves flew out from the bag on the table far away. The hot water kettle that had just completed the work process was carried to the cup by the psychic palm. When the leaves fell and returned to the cup,

It was a matter of course. After completing the tea brewing process, Mars looked at Karl in front of him: "Now, have you thought of how to talk to me, Mr. Karl."

"Damn psykers, why do you exist in this world? Tell me, what do you want to ask me?" The young man who turned into a cyborg cursed, and then asked with some resignation.

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

"How can adults have fun? In this hellish place like Tbilisi, you can smoke strong cigarettes, drink 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 to look at Nie, and the girl snorted twice: "I'm still here in the free world, put away your anarchy, you brat."

"You dare to hit me, stinky woman!" This kid was quite energetic. He pulled himself out of the wall and rushed forward with his fists raised.

The elevator rang at this time. Mars turned his head as he stretched out his hand, and saw that the special agent team that went to pick up the person brought a young man with no metal chin.

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

At the same time, the psychic palm punched hard, hanging Mr. Carl in the air and beating him violently - anyway, after just scanning, this kid's whole body is prosthetic, and even his lungs are artificial lungs, so he will not be beaten to death for a while.

"No, it's Mr. Lewis Hall. He ran away very fast. We almost didn't stop him." The agents at Fort Carter were covered in blood. Seeing Mars pointing at them, these few were also transformed into prosthetics.

The agent smiled: "It's the blood of his bodyguard. Because he resisted, we killed him on the spot."

"Well done." Mars smiled, then stretched out his hand and said, "Leave the man to me."

The agents let go, and as soon as Mars picked him up, Mr. Lewis sat down on the chair, and then the chair burst into pieces.

"Can I know how much you weigh?" Mars asked and then patted his head: "Do you have any interface that allows him to speak using brain waves?"

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

But at least Mr. Lewis's artificial tongue had a new home. After it was installed, the boy tried his voice and screamed: "Do you know who I am! I am Lewis from the Hall family.

!”

"Jaeger Desk, an agent of the Carter Castle Paranormal Bureau." Jaeger said immediately.

"What's the use of a little agent! I'm Rauch Hall's son!" the young man roared in rage: "I know there are agents among you! There are directors! And fucking psykers!

So what if I don’t have psychic powers! My family provides almost half of the medical supplies to the Western Army!"

"I'm Nirvana from the Rasmus family. Your father is selling some medicinal powder in the Western Continent. Let's see what you can do. Believe it or not, I will ask my dad to stop the raw materials for your medicinal powder today." Nie stretched out his hand and patted the table.

Lewis, who was still yelling just now, was stunned for a moment, then looked at Nie and immediately changed his face to a more professional smile: "It's really Sister Nie. I didn't see you just now. Do you have anything to ask?"

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

As soon as Nie opened his mouth, the boy named Lewis whistled: "Good boy, what's wrong with him to offend so many people at the same time? Did he sleep with the illegitimate daughter of an old man from the Holy Theocracy?"

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

"What do you know?" Taking a look at Mars' fur color, Lewis smiled flatteringly: "Who are you from Sister Nie?"

"I am Mars Guyat, Chief of the Tower. You just said you didn't know. Now you should at least know something." Since you are also a little brat from a medical company, you should also understand that Chief of the Tower represents

What does it mean?

Sure enough, Lewis was a little crazy, but he was indeed more sensible than Karl. This guy understood it in just a moment: "Wayne and I are cousins. Recently, he bought a batch of medicine from me. You also

You know, he offered a very high price, too high for me to refuse, and I just flew back from Fort Carter today, and I didn’t read any news along the way.”

Mars sighed and said nothing, but the big man told him everything that happened in Tbilisi.

Lewis took a breath in silence, then borrowed a cigarette from the big man, smoked half of the cigarette in front of Mars, and then looked at Mars: "Mr. Chief of the Tower, I know Wayne is here

There is a safe house in the underground area. He took me there once and I know the way."

You see, what is meant by sizing up the situation? Lewis is a bit interesting. Thinking of this, Mars smiled and looked at the old man: "I'll leave you with the rest, we'll hold on to the battle."

"No problem, our agents are best at handling this kind of thing. If you can follow us, it will be our greatest support." The old man stood up with a smile.

Mars and Nie also stood up, and Mars looked at Lewis: "It's up to you. If you catch Wayne, your sister Nie and I will give you a nice word in front of your father."

"Thank you, brother!"

He speaks Thai very well, and he also knows how to turn from darkness to light, which is good.

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

As for Carl, he didn't fight anymore and let the big guy take him back to the cell - you have to be tough, brat, I have a way to deal with you.
Chapter completed!