Chapter 59 Harvest

In a chaotic dark room, Gangxin's memory was messed up by the chaotic debugging of the Tower Party, and he fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Now, let alone controlling the prostheses on his body, it is hard to say whether he has self-awareness now.

Without Gangxin's control, the drone in the sky immediately stopped working, hovered in the air, and started standby mode.

Sun Jieke was panting heavily. As Gangxin lost his fighting power, the string in his heart finally relaxed.

"Is everyone okay?" He supported his broken hand and stood up panting.

This battle was not easy. Everyone was injured. Sun Jieke's eyes swept across everyone's face, and finally he fixed on Song 6pus lying in a pool of blood.

He didn't have much affection for Song 6pus. At this moment, he felt more of a sense of loss for the sudden death of an acquaintance.

After all, this is a metropolis, and the death of a person is nothing. He needs to adapt as soon as possible.

Sun Jie Ke came to his body and squatted down. He was about to say something with a heavy expression, but Song 6PUS, who was lying in a pool of blood, suddenly got up, which scared him. "Oh my god!"

"It's over? We won?" Song 6PUS, whose face was covered in blood, looked left and right. When he found that Gang Xin was lying on the ground and no longer moved, he was immediately filled with joy.

"You... you are not dead? You are not dead?" Sun Jie Ke looked at his chest, which had a hole shot out by the laser cannon before, and felt an extremely strong sense of unreality in his heart, as if he was dreaming.

"Bro, of course I am not dead. I don't remember how we met? I have a heart pump!" Song 6PUS proudly stretched out his hand and patted Sun Jie Ke's chest.

"Now do you know why I have a secondary heart pump? It's because the automatic aiming of the current combat prosthesis is aimed at the fatal part. Installing a secondary heart pump means one more life! You can install one too."

"Fuck! Why did you lie on the ground without moving just now when you were fine! You scared me!" Sun Jieke really couldn't understand this guy's idea.

"I'm pretending to be dead!" Song 6pus answered very confidently.

Without waiting for Sun Jieke to reply, Song 6pus, covered in blood, immediately turned around and limped towards Gangxin. With greed in his eyes, he kept touching the prosthesis on Gangxin's body with his hands.

"Bro! My God, a full set of military combat prosthesis for the company! Bro! We're rich!!"

Song 6, with shining eyes, touched everything up and down, and almost licked it with his tongue. Even in the 69 Club, he was not as excited as he is now.

"Let's find a way to remove all the prostheses, just remove them all! Bro, you can do as many surgeries as you want!"

Hearing this, Sun Jack immediately turned his head to look at Gang Xin's extremely heavy combat prosthesis. He had just fought with him, so of course he knew the value of these prostheses.

Only after fighting with Gang Xin did Sun Jack understand what kind of garbage he bought from King Kong.

King Kong's combat prostheses are so expensive. If this thing can be sold, it will definitely be many times more.

It took a lot of effort and almost died here. If I can really collect all the surgery fees directly, it will not be a loss.

Gang Xin weighs at least several tons, and it is definitely unrealistic to take it all away. Everyone gathered around and prepared to dismantle the combat prosthesis on Gang Xin's body.

However, the prosthesis on Gang Xin's body was obviously specially designed. After walking around in a circle, I couldn't find a place to start.

At this moment, the danger was not over. Sun Jieke had heard footsteps outside. The Eighteenth Street gang members who noticed something was wrong were approaching this side.

"If we can't dismantle it, let's take those drones away." Sun Jieke glanced at the drones floating in the air.

"Don't touch that thing. This kind of drone has a positioning module. If it is controlled by someone from a distance, it might explode directly in our arms." The priest persuaded.

Just when they were in a dilemma, Si Ai found a flaw in Gang Xin, "The prosthesis can't be disassembled. It's all stuck on it, but the energy point is removable. AA will help."

Finally, with the help of the two, a shuttle-shaped, melon-sized, sky-blue miniature nuclear reactor popped out from Gang Xin's back.

There seemed to be something moving inside. While emitting a sky-blue light, it was constantly making a low-frequency buzzing sound.

Even if Sun Jieke didn't know anything, he could judge the great value of this thing just by looking at its appearance. Gang Xin's perverted combat prosthesis was powered by this little thing.

Under Song 6PUS's unwilling gaze, everyone took the only trophy and went into the ventilation duct.

Ten minutes later, everyone stood on a tall building in the distance, watching the hovercrafts rising and falling over the red Roman Arena.

Those cognitive mode buffers that tampered with memory were left in place, and those databases were not deleted. Eighteenth Street was in big trouble.

This was naturally a good thing. It was uncertain whether the Eighteenth Street gang would exist in the future, and no one would come to trouble them.

The effect of the painkiller slowly faded, and Sun Jack felt pain everywhere at this moment, his hands, face, and neck hurt.

He was really tired. Every day was so prosperous. If he couldn't find another job, he didn't want to be a mercenary.

However, this time, although there were many twists and turns, the trouble was finally solved satisfactorily. The most important thing is that no one died in this activity, and there were gains.

"I don't know if the insurance company can pay for the minor injuries on my body." Sun Jieke thought to himself.

"Fuck!" Song 6PUS cursed with his hands on his chest.

"Why?!" Sun Jieke asked.

"Because of the disconnection! I lost the live PK!" Song 6, who had just opened the live broadcast interface, said.

Hearing this, Sun Jieke's anger suddenly rose. He looked at this old 6 and felt more and more unpleasant. The cause of today's trouble was because of this guy!

Sun Jieke rolled up his sleeves and led the Tapai to surround Song 6PUS, and Song 6PUS panicked.

At this critical moment, a message popped up from Sun Jieke's system. "Song 6PUS remitted 20 x-on:to you, please check."

29.345 x-on:

For the sake of 20 x-on:, Sun Jieke put away his fist. "Your money wasn't taken away by the bald guy?"

"Heh." Song 6PUS shook his clothes proudly, reached out to catch some acid rain from the sky and washed his face.

"I'm not stupid. If I gave him all the money, I'm afraid I'd be sent to the Colosseum and be bitten into pieces by lions. Bro, as long as I don't give him this money, I can live for another day. Money is life, bro~!"