Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 338: Singapore, Malaysia and Hong Kong

"What's up man? You want to run away if you don't pay me back? Where the hell can you run to? If you're thrown into the wasteland outside the city with your rags, even stray dogs will find it annoying!"

Qin Huai vaguely heard a voice with a slightly strange Minnan accent. He frowned and opened his eyes. His sensitive sense of smell immediately smelled a complex smoky odor mixed with no less than dozens of pungent smells.

What is this for me?
Qin Huai quickly glanced around and immediately made an assessment of the current situation.

He was standing in a metal alley, surrounded by muscular men with bare chests, dyed hair and tattoos, and obviously cybernetic transformations on their bodies. They looked ferocious and glared forward like fierce fighting cocks, as if there was a mortal enemy in front of them. He was wearing similar clothes and had the same ferocious markings on them, so he was probably a street thug from the same gang.

Qin Huai glanced back imperceptibly. Behind them was a half-abandoned roller shutter corridor that seemed to lead underground. The rusty awnings on both sides were used as roofs. A small dwelling was built with zinc sheets and asbestos tiles. The people lying inside were of strange shapes. The most eye-catching one was a half-old man who inserted a candle into his ear and lit it, as if trying to keep warm.

"I'm talking to you, you didn't hear me?"

Qin Huai frowned and looked up. The leader of this group of thugs was a short young man with a colorfully dyed comb on his head, wearing a riveted leather jacket, and a mechanical blade installed on his left hand like a praying mantis.

The man with the cockscomb haircut was using his right arm, which had a cold and hard metallic texture, to press a silver-white bald head against the cold and hard wall of the alley.

This bald head full of mechanical beauty does not have any human features. Apart from the two eyes in the normal eye sockets, there is a mechanical prosthetic eye flashing red light on both sides of his eye corners and in the middle of his eyebrows, for a total of five.

"At that time, the Tathagata released countless megabytes of bits from his brow, illuminating the network of eighteen thousand Buddha lands in the east."

"I didn't come to Pleiades Street to listen to you read the broken advertising slogans. I only want money!"

The Cockscomb-haired man grabbed the cyber monk's neck and threatened him hard. The sharp blade accidentally tore his dirty yellow and black monk's robe, revealing the rusty metal body underneath.

"Money is like a dream, a bubble, and should not be attached to. The donor has donated money to me, which is a great affinity with Buddha. It is better to convert to Buddha and ascend together with me."

A mechanical electronic sound without any warmth came out from the silver-white bald head, and the meaning behind the words was the same.

It doesn't cost money, it costs a life.

"Fuck your mother, you bald ass!"

Seeing that the monk refused to budge, the cockscomb-haired man immediately ejected a black gun muzzle from his left arm and aimed it at the back of the silver-white bald man's head from the side.

"If you can't pay the debt, go to hell. Anyway, the five [Pisces eyes] on your head are barely enough to pay for the brothers' tea."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man's five artificial eyes burst out with a strong red light, illuminating his face, which had become rough due to taking addictive drugs, into a blood-red color.

boom!
There was a loud gunshot, but it was not the bald man's head that was rotten.

Qin Huai raised his eyebrows as he looked at a strand of colorful braided hair that fell in front of him due to the explosion of his skull.

"Charm? Or strong control?"

The corpse with the cockscomb head not far away fell down with a loud bang. The cyber monk stretched out his ten fully mechanized fingers, pointing them at Qin Huai and the gangsters around him, and a bright white glow appeared on his fingertips.

Da Da Da~
A sound like gunfire, but lower in volume and lighter in pitch, suddenly filled the metallic alley.

The gangsters packed the space tightly, and the narrow space like a wall of flesh became like a sieve in the blink of an eye, with light filtering through the dense holes.

Qin Huai could see clearly that although these gangsters had injuries pierced by light bullets, not a drop of blood flowed out. Only a little light blue liquid overflowed and adhered to the surface of the holes, sealing them closed.

"【Telepathy】!"

"Kill that bald ass, his energy won't last long!"

"The bald donkey's [Spiritual] prosthesis is very valuable, and the bullets all avoid his head!"

The street thugs' shouts, mixed with excitement, anger and other emotions, mixed with the sound of gunfire, and for a moment overwhelmed the Cyber ​​Monk's ten fingers shooting.

"The business capabilities of these hooligans are not that good."

After a fierce fight, Qin Huai looked at the gang thugs who were rushing towards the bald man with knives, guns, sticks and clubs, fearlessly but were disturbed by Mo Yi's body, their steps were disordered, and they stumbled to the sides of the alley and fainted. He had a strange expression on his face.

"You tried to collect debts violently, but were killed by the debtor. I don't know how you survived until now."

Qin Huai casually smashed the flying laser bullet rain, and the golden-red light covered the palm of his sword. In a flash, he crossed the metal alley and chopped the bald monk's neck heavily. Then he raised his elbow and clamped it, and his left claw turned up to his head. With a click, the silver-white bald head was immediately removed by unparalleled force, and was pulled away from the nickel-coated light steel chest along with the cable bundle at the neck.

The mechanical ten fingers fell powerlessly, and Qin Huai looked at the flickering red light of the artificial eye, and suddenly felt a little dizzy. But soon, as the energy of the silver-white light head was cut off, the red light dimmed, and his discomfort disappeared immediately.

"Prosthetic body?"

Qin Huai looked at the silver-white bald head over and over again, but couldn't find any cracks or cracks other than the neck.

"He is just playing dumb and trying to eat the tiger. I wonder how many gangs this bald guy owes to come up with this violent debt-fighting full-body transformation."

Qin Huai opened his monk's robe, revealing the cyber monk's brand new mechanized upper body, which was completely different from his rusty lower body.

More than a dozen shrapnel of varying sizes were embedded in the bald man's chest armor, but none of them could penetrate into his body and damage the delicate components inside.

Wow~
The night rain with flashing neon lights came suddenly. Qin Huai looked up and saw the colorful neon lights forming lines of words in the rain like pixels and bits.

"Master Walker, you are about to start the Yamabu incident!"

"Your long-term Yamabu event: the four signs of heaven and earth, regulating the four seasons (5/24) is triggered!"

You gain an additional Yamabu event.

Investigate the root causes of tidal disturbances around the world, curb the melting of Arctic and Antarctic glaciers, and prevent natural disasters and floods from submerging continents.

[The Sanskrit version of the Great Prajna Sutra by Subhuti] Start!
You gain a special Yamabu event.

[Investigate the secrets of the ascension of the gods and Buddhas, and obtain the status of any one of them.]

Note: You can refuse to accept the event, but if you accept it, if you cannot complete the event, the corresponding points will be deducted.

[Sanskrit version of the Great Prajna Sutra by Shanwuwei] Remaining number of uses: 6/10
"I accept all of them."

Qin Huai stretched his body, looked at the towering buildings in the distance, and dialed the Yanfu line.

"Hey, Brother Chu, where are you?"

"I'm in a religious building. It looks like it's called Shuntian Temple. But you can't get in. I'll go find you. Where are you?" "The locals say it's Maobi Street. Do you know where it is?"

"I don't know, but I'll be there soon."

Chu Qing tore off his weird Taoist robe, looked at the almost invisible city view outside the glass curtain wall, and without any hesitation, he leaped into the night.

This was already several thousand meters above the ground, with dark clouds rolling and heavy rain pouring down.

The sturdy red pillars and pagodas of Shuntian Palace pierced through the layers of mist, the spires and eaves tore through the rolling clouds, and thunder and lightning rumbled beside the claws of the ridge beasts.

A figure, carrying raindrops and remaining incense ashes, fell towards the sky tracks crisscrossing between high-rise buildings, passed through the projections of various gods and Buddhas, and slammed into the streets at the bottom of the city, stirring up countless smoke and heat waves.

The mist spread quickly, and human figures disappeared. Only the ubiquitous holographic advertisements filled half the sky like wandering souls, and the densely packed neon signs piled up into a mountain like chips on a gambling table, reaching high into the sky.

On Maobi Street in the west of Singapore and Malaysia Port, Qin Huai, who had accepted all the memories of his fake identity, was a little amused.

He is now in the Singapore-Malaysia Port in Southeast Asia, whose predecessor should be the Lion City of Singapore. However, as of 2277, it has become one of the largest corporate autonomous city-states in Asia.

There is no government or country in Singapore, Malaysia and Hong Kong. There are only high-ranking conglomerates and religious oligarchs who watch the world with cold eyes.

Since the Northern Pan-Asian People's Republic uses highly encrypted identity identification codes, it is difficult for Shinobi to perfectly and seamlessly fabricate a fake identity with citizenship validity for Qin Huai from scratch, so they have to adopt a roundabout strategy and set their landing target in the relatively chaotic Southeast Asia.

The fake identity that Shinobi forged for Qin Huai was called Ah Hu, who grew up in a public foster home in the Greater Bay Area. Due to the high cost of living, he had to sneak into Singapore and Malaysia, becoming a stray dog ​​with no relatives and nothing. However, because of his good physique and appearance, Ah Hu was spotted by the small gang Claw Gang in the slums as soon as he landed. They planned to arrange for him to undergo prosthetic transformation in the near future and officially accept him as a member.

Today, Jiguantou led him out to collect debts, mainly to attract more people to fill the scene, and he never thought of letting his original body, which had not been transformed, to engage in a violent fight with Tietuozi.

"Is there anyone still alive? Move, make a sound."

Qin Huai walked to the side of the Cockscomb whose head was mostly blown to pieces, glanced at the pink and tender brain wrapped in transparent gelatin in the broken silver-white metal, and reached his big hand into the riveted leather jacket to fumble around.

"Even the low-level thugs have their communicators integrated into their brain-computers? That's a bit troublesome."

Qin Huai looked at the two tubes of light pink paste and a metallic pistol syringe that he had just found after searching Cockscomb's body, and a black ripple flashed by.

[Synthetic nutrient supplement]: low cost, comprehensive nutrition, one tube can sustain a normal day's consumption of human biological tissue.

[Manlu-Type 1 Adrenaline Mixture]: Inject for serious injuries, save the dying, forcibly restore the spirit, and maintain the condition from deteriorating.

"Save me, save me"

At this time, a faint groan came from behind his head. Qin Huai looked back and saw that the person calling for help was a muscular man who was bigger than the other gangsters.

This guy's muscles were extremely developed, and his body outline was hardly human-like. Most of his head was replaced by a brass-colored metal component, and the remaining small half was burnt and disfigured flesh. Combined with his body that had been shot into a hornet's nest, the whole person looked both dangerous and miserable.

[Kuafu-5 muscle fiber]: The civilian version produced by Luwu Heavy Industry forty years ago, the biomechanical connective tissue that provides support for the muscles of the whole body. The old-fashioned hydraulic drive, huge power, cheap price, and additional good defensive performance, are highly praised by gang thugs and low-level water ghosts.

"Luwu Heavy Industry?"

Qin Huai was a little dazed. He seemed to have seen this name a long time ago.

But seeing that the muscular man was about to die, Qin Huai didn't think any more. He hurriedly took two steps forward, picked up the tube of adrenaline mixture, found the vein of the seriously injured man, and injected it into him.

"Do you have any other first aid medicine? Speak!"

Seeing that the muscular man's eyes were a little dazed, Qin Huai slapped him without thinking, pulling the muscular man back from the brink of death before the adrenaline took effect.

"There's a slug in your pocket. Call old man Guan."

Qin Huai squatted down and opened the muscular man's tattered leather jacket, and found a package of dark blue gel sealed with aluminum foil.

【Slug-2 Hemostatic Gel】: Powerful hemostasis, repair of mild trauma, can be used for emergency treatment and skin trauma recovery.

At this moment, the communication channel of the [external electronic brain] also received a long string of electronic keys sent from an unknown signal source.

As soon as the message was sent, the muscular man began to twitch, and it looked like his brain was overheating and he passed out.

"Hello? Old Man Guan? I'm from the Claw Gang. The boss led us into a violent fight with a debtor. We lost a lot of brothers on Subaru Street. Quickly send someone to rescue us and clean up the mess!"

Qin Huai imitated the tone of those gang thugs and howled impatiently as soon as the call was connected.

"Seven minutes, wait."

Soon, Qin Huai heard the old man's rough and cold reply, and then the call was quickly hung up.

Rumble!
The howling wind, rain and rumbling thunder became louder and louder. A figure like an iron tower broke through the neon rain curtain and appeared at the end of the alley like a towering green mountain.

"Second Brother Chu?"

"It's me. I just tried the white-haired dog's magical power. It's pretty good."

Chu Qing looked at the bodies scattered in the alley, and looked at the Cyber ​​Monk who was torn into pieces by violence, and asked casually: "You did it?"

"Well, the Claw Split Gang came to collect a debt, and this bald guy violently resisted. After a fierce fight, both sides were injured."

Qin Huai pointed to the claw mark on his leather jacket and threw the silver-white metal head to Chu Qing: "With my identity, I have never received prosthetic transformation. I can't beat this bald guy, so these results will be counted on you."

"Understood, what should we do next?"

Chu Qing nodded and kicked the headless metal torso at his feet.

"I just called the emergency number. Let's rescue a few of them first and figure out the current situation first."

Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. Faced with the almost dark Singapore and Malaysia Port, Qin Huai felt it was necessary to get some information from the local tyrants first before deciding on the next course of action.

Call ~
The roar of engines could be heard from high in the sky, strong wind pressure blew away the heavy rain, and the dazzling searchlight directly covered Qin Huai and the other person standing in the alley.

"The Split Claw Gang called for emergency help?"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)