Extreme Martial Arts Modifier

After deciding what to do, the Hezhou clone quickly looked for a hiding place.

He must find a good hiding place for his body while he is still awake.

Only in this way can one's own body not be caught as soon as he wakes up.

Also, after he finds the hiding place, he still has to find a way to leave a message to his body.

Tell him never to leave his hiding place.

He Zhou's clone moved quickly and shuttled through the building.

This is an old residential area where everyone lives together.

Different rooms are next to different rooms and very close to each other.

It can be said that the living environment here is very complex.

But for the Hezhou clone, such a complex living environment is actually better.

At that time, even if you still save those white market credits, it will be of no use?

There is only one blind man living in this place. This blind man cannot afford artificial eyes, so he is a real disabled person.

The place where I had operated the knife basically needed sutures. As long as the other party knew that it couldn't be done anymore, they would immediately use their healing ability to heal themselves.

That's absolutely possible.

As a result, before I recalled it, I found that I had few enemies, but there was no one who could not hire such a killer to kill me.

At that time, I would definitely be able to serve the other party badly. If the other party gets angry, I will die immediately.

Without any further thought, the prosthetic doctor quickly picked up the surgical instruments outside the instrument box and came to the operating bed.

He Zhou's clone released the shotgun from the hand of the prosthetic doctor, and the prosthetic doctor quickly turned around to get the Baishi credits.

He Zhou's clone decided to find a hiding place in this place.

However, the shot from the prosthetic doctor only greatly stopped the Hezhou clone.

"Oh, yes, what does he want to do, get out, that's your place, you're welcome to him."

But then, the He Zhou clone came behind the prosthetic doctor and grabbed my shotgun.

boom!

The prosthetic doctor dared to fart at that time and looked at the Hezhou clone with fear in his eyes.

Not to mention those people, even if the military used weapons, it would still be me.

That way, the chances of being caught by the police are higher.

The prosthetic doctor thought for a moment that he understood.

Not at all.

I am by far the most perfect and advanced contactee of the evil god.

Yes, it’s just that no company has that ability.

Now the Hezhou clone is not trying to find a way to escape capture.

"Bad, broken."

That way you can't bypass Skynet, and God knows that ghosts are aware.

My clinic is just a big clinic, and it can only perform some complicated surgeries, such as implanting some complicated prosthetics, or helping people with major plastic surgery.

My current shortcomings are especially the lack of free money.

It's as complicated as carving a face under a watermelon.

There is a way, there is doubt that I will die today.

Hearing those words, the prosthetic doctor was stunned.

"He doesn't have a son, right? The child in the photo is his son." He Zhou's clone pointed towards the electronic photo frame and said, "If he helps you, you just kill his son. Otherwise, don't blame you." It’s polite.”

Geng Zhen's clone staggered.

The prosthetic doctor thinks it will work if it is.

I never expected that the hand strength of He Zhou's clone would be so weak.

"Plastic surgery, bad thing, you can't do plastic surgery."

The prosthetic doctor felt very happy when he saw He Zhou approaching in a menacing manner.

Immediately afterwards, Geng Zhen's clone bent the barrel of the shotgun with a strong effort.

This may not be enough to deal with this blind man.

Geng Zhen's clone heard this and took it in front of him.

Moreover, the other party only took away the white market credits and did not ask me to provide legal credits.

The prosthetic doctor looked at himself blankly.

But he came there by himself.

Those words struck a chord in my heart.

He Zhou's clone pointed at the prosthetic doctor, and then pointed at his own face.

The prosthetic doctor quickly searched for memories in his cerebellum, looking for his enemy.

After all, the opponent is even afraid of guns, so will he be afraid of that kind of coma spray?

He Zhou's clone immediately became interested when he heard that he had no credit points in the white market.

You know, even the weakest robot, even a robot, can be shot at such a close range without being hurt.

I have to think about my identity.

While he is still awake, it is better to seize the time and look for it again.

Because, just in case there is a better hiding place.

Other organizations, even the military, may not be able to do that.

But you're right, the opponent is so weak, how could he be targeted?

I'm thinking about which enemies will come to me and want to kill me.

Upon seeing this, the prosthetist stopped preparing surgical instruments.

I doubt that the Hezhou clone would download those things.

Who could that guy be, a killer hired specifically to kill me?

Of course, what I thought was right, but it was a slight difference.

It was an anesthetic, and the other party did indeed use it. After all, it didn't matter if he just took so few shotguns.

When the prosthetic doctor handed over those chips, his whole heart was bleeding.

Just use it to spray He Zhou's clone before, and maybe the opponent will fall down immediately.

Compared to those white market credits, what I lack most is the opponent's disguise skills.

The prosthetic doctor nodded and agreed nervously.

I am a prosthetic doctor, and I know that there are some materials in this world that cannot withstand a shot from such a close range.

"Don't think of any crooked ideas."

Because that's obviously a prosthetic doctor on earth, and he can't change his face outside of mine.

That possibility is high.

I'm just afraid that if the other party knows what they want, they won't be able to tell if they want money.

Suddenly, I found that one of the buildings had not yet reached the upper floor.

"This place is very nice, I don't know if there is anything better than this."

A moment ago, He Zhou's clone left the clinic and continued to look for a hiding place.

Suddenly, I noticed the spray next to the chip.

What I lack now is not the credit points that reveal my identity.

At most, it will definitely be worse than the one under Hezhou's clone body.

He Zhou's clone looked down at the prosthetic doctor and asked in a deep voice.

As a result, the biological weapon had no will of its own and escaped from the company.

Thinking of that, the prosthetic doctor swallowed hard and asked: "Sir, what else do you want? Please tell me. You will give him what you can give him."

If you can help me change my face, there is no doubt that it will slightly increase my chance of survival.

Hiding here is a good choice.

After some searching, I actually found a prosthetic doctor.

After saying that, I asked again: "Are you going to go now?"

It's very unlikely that someone from the company is after me.

"No credit points? That's wrong. I'll give you all his white market credit points."

After all, apart from the various credits I have on hand, there should be nothing else that could arouse the interest of the Hezhou clone.

At this time, I am judging the identity of He Zhou's clone.

But there is a way. Compared with those white market credits, your own life is more important.

White market credits are specially stored in a special chip.

"He wants plastic surgery?"

This waste is dangerous enough just by hiding in one place.

I had a bad feeling in my heart.

After searching through the front, we came to the highest floor again.

Thinking of that, the prosthetic doctor suddenly felt paralyzed, and he tried his best no matter what.

Hearing those words, the prosthetic doctor trembled again.

While the prosthetic doctor was preparing surgical instruments, he was thinking about what he should do to get out of that predicament.

"You need him to help you move that face."

I went to the lowest floor first.

"It's bad, if you help him with plastic surgery, he will definitely harm your son."

I simply have a choice.

The prosthetic doctor quickly figured everything out.

When the prosthetic doctor saw that He Zhou's clone was willing to leave, he took out a shotgun and shouted: "You said to stop, but then you shot."

The prosthetic doctor returned to the table, opened the ID lock, pulled out the drawer, and took out the white market chip outside.

The whole operation went very smoothly.

Naturally, Geng Zhen's clone might just leave.

He Zhou's clone continued: "If he helps you with the operation badly, you might give him a break. If it's time to play tricks, you will definitely make him regret his life in the next life. Do you hear me?"

The buildings in the same building are closely integrated and cannot interact with each other nervously.

Sure enough, the other party might let me live, but would kill me once the operation started.

He Zhou's clone was not afraid at all and continued to move forward.

My appearance has not been changed, and my clothes have also been changed, just to avoid being recognized by law enforcement drones.

It was the safest place he could find for now.

He Zhou's clone looked calm.

The prosthetic doctor kept moving forward, his face full of shock.

Maybe the Hezhou clone would leave before taking the money.

Turning around, the prosthetic doctor handed the Baishi chip in his hand to He Zhou's clone.

What bad prosthetic body can I come up with?

The prosthetic doctor spoke slowly.

"Yes, we need to end it now. We will use anesthesia."

The prosthetic doctor finally couldn't bear it anymore and pulled the trigger.

So, let’s look for it again.

Yes, just when my mind was confused, I suddenly thought of a very crucial point.

Maybe the other party will leave after grabbing the money.

The other party was probably being watched by someone, so he had to change his appearance.

"Just go forward. You can use the knife as much as you want. He won't hurt you at all."

As if he knew what the prosthetic doctor was thinking, the copy of He Zhou under the operating bed suddenly spoke.

That's what I really value.

Is that guy some kind of monster created by the company? It actually didn't matter if he was shot at such a close range.

Geng Zhen's clone took a small step forward.

And there is a small chance that it is a monster created by the company.

The shotgun exploded, and countless small and large pellets were ejected from the muzzle, spraying under the He Zhou clone.

I don't dare to face the Hezhou clone now, I just want to spend money to eliminate the disaster.

Therefore, the prosthetist finally just took out these white market chips and quickly closed the drawer.

Because this means that it is very difficult for law enforcement officers to come here to search for him.

"Here, all the white market credits you don't have are all over there."

The prosthetic doctor finished the operation and said tremblingly.

After all, my own body is really useless, if I were allowed to control that body.

As soon as Nasheng finished speaking, the prosthetic doctor suddenly trembled.

The prosthetic doctor responded quickly.

How could those special people hurt me.

It was a weak stun spray.

Therefore, that guy can only be a monster.

That was the savings I had accumulated over many years, and the result...

Without much thought, He Zhou's clone continued to shuttle through the simple floors, looking for a hiding place.

The results are there now.

Why would someone like that need anesthetics?

For the sake of my son, I must help the Geng Zhen clone.

"Yes, yes, the most worthless thing out there is those credits, but him."

That's wrong. If that guy is a monster created by the company, some kind of biological weapon from the past.

So I retreated directly to the upper level and went outside to find out.

The Hezhou clone searched seven places to find a worse hiding place.

Hezhou Ontology doesn't have any legal credits, but once he uses them, his identity will be exposed.

The prosthetic doctor relented.

According to the emotion in his heart, the prosthetic doctor asked: "Sir, is that enough? You mean, you gave him all the white market credits you can give, and you don't have anything worthless besides that." .”

The other party is going to kill me, right?

"He, he, he he..."

Therefore, the situation is not complete before it is complete.

That's right, it's more complicated than carving a piece under the watermelon to get it, because the watermelon is not good after it's carved, but the monster can.

I feel that a monster like Geng Zhen's clone might come to me for treatment or to implant a prosthetic body.

When the time comes to trade in the white market, it will be direct transactions with people through that kind of chip.

Obviously, white market credits are the worst thing for me.

He Zhou's clone pointed at the prosthetic doctor.

"I'm going to deal with you now before I have any other tricks? Huh?"

The buildings outside are all next to each other, so you can't shuttle directly from that building to another building. UU read www.uukanshu.net

"Bad, give it all to him, give it all to him, he wants to hurt you."

Therefore, the other party should be the killer hired by his enemy.

Geng Zhen's clone walked to the operating bed and lay down on it.

But before thinking quickly, the prosthetic doctor decided to take the risk.

Unable to bend the barrel of a shotgun with just one pinch.

"He, what does he want to do? You give him whatever he wants. You have no legal credits or free market credits. Let him choose."

I haven't considered myself unlucky yet, so I decided to help He Zhou's clone undergo plastic surgery.

Searching all the way, the Hezhou clone soon found a house.

"you?"

Soon I discovered that that guy was indeed a monster with super weak healing ability.

If necessary.

When the time comes, I spray the opponent with the spray, and the opponent will kill me in front of me, and that's it.

When the prosthetic doctor heard that He Zhou's clone was willing to take the money, he felt relieved.

I can't keep these legal credits yet.

The prosthetic doctor took a deep breath, then tightened his grip on the scalpel, and moved it under the face of He Zhou's clone.

White market credits are the same as legal credits. They are stored in everyone's biochip, so they cannot be handed over to the Hezhou clone through manual transactions.

The company was after me, so I had to have plastic surgery.

There is a way, but that's all I can do now.

That's over, I will die there today.

That guy asked me to have plastic surgery. He might kill me before the plastic surgery is completed.

All the surgical instruments under his command fell out of their boxes.

Hezhou clone did not rush to make a decision.