Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 61 Bounty Hunters and Missions

Before he smelled blood for the first time, Zong Jing had never thought that killing could be such a wonderful thing.

The sharp iron cuts open the throat, slices through the sticky layer of fat and muscle, and you witness the bright red blood plasma gushing out, enjoying the fragrance that fills the air for a moment.

It's a pity that those guys who claim to be "righteous" will not allow themselves to do so.

When the master and fellow apprentices found out that he had secretly killed more than a dozen people, their usual amiability disappeared, and they scolded him angrily while injuring him with all kinds of "hidden weapons" -

As expected, they were all a bunch of hypocritical guys! Their previous hypocrisy was just to fool themselves!

But it doesn't matter. Even if they expelled me from the so-called "righteous" sect, I had once accidentally obtained a copy of the magic martial arts of "Great God and Demon Tribulation Method"! So it doesn't matter! It doesn't matter!

Since you all say that I am a "devil"! From now on, I will become a real "devil" for you to see hahahahahaha——

--boom!

There was a loud noise suddenly!
Zong Jing suddenly opened his eyes, just in time to see the door of his rented room in the "inn" shattered!

He turned over and got out of bed, and was about to activate his "magic power" and pull out his "hidden weapon", but the next moment, a sharp cold light slashed out from the flying "broken door wood chips"!
Facing the cold light coming towards him, Zong Jing felt an extremely strong sense of death in his heart.

But at this moment, he roared angrily. As a "demon sect member", he had to go against the will of heaven! Survive from death!
"Look at my 'Great God and Demon Fist'——!"

Then, although he had already used all his "magic power" to bless him, the next moment, his arm was directly cut in half by the opponent! Milky white artificial plasma and mechanical electronic components flew everywhere!

The long knife continued to move forward and stabbed directly into Zong Jing's chest, nailing him back to the bed after he had just jumped up!
"What kind of magic weapon is this? Why can it break my protective energy?"

"First of all, your name is not 'Zong Jing', your real name is 'Koloda'."

Looking at the man in front of him who was trembling all over, wearing a thick leather jacket, with a strong physique and a shaved head.

"You are not a martial arts master who betrayed the righteous path and joined the evil sect. Just a week ago, you were a wanted criminal suspected of seven crimes including murder, robbery, and possession of contraband. Of course, given Palose's situation, the Security Bureau's actions against most criminals are limited to posting a wanted warrant."

"Nonsense! Total nonsense! Don't even think about disturbing my mind!"

"But you were unlucky. Four days ago, after a home invasion, robbery, rape, and murder, you ran into the security bureau's regional patrol. However, you managed to escape after a firefight. However, your injuries were too severe and you didn't have time to slowly choose a prosthetic doctor. You could only find a black doctor nearby."

"Unfortunately, this black doctor is not very reliable. The brain-computer interface he replaced for you was secretly taken from the corpse of a cyber-psychopath who was heavily addicted to the simulacrum movie "The Great Devil" and suffered from "personality cognitive disorder."

"You were badly injured. After two days of recuperation, your neural circuits had already merged with the brain-computer interface. Your memory was disordered, and everyone seemed to be a 'righteous person' who was hunting you. So you shot and killed a few passers-by and hid in this 'inn'."

"Of course, this kind of dead goods is cheap and has high profits, so it is not difficult to understand--"

"What on earth do you want to do?!"

"——What do I want to do?"

Song Shi repeated it and said with a smile: "I have already stabbed the knife into your heart, and you still ask me what I want to do?"

"Although you are now half a cyber-psychopath, I don't buy into the idea of ​​a 'mental patient' being innocent. Besides, you killed a lot of people before this."

"Those people you killed were not really wealthy or powerful. After all, you knew who to mess with and who not to mess with, and you did background checks before you took action."

"So they chose to pool their money together and put up a task in the name of the Jackal together - the price was reasonable, so I took it."

"Zong Jing", or "Koloda" widened his eyes. He looked around subconsciously and suddenly found that the decoration of this "inn" was very strange, but why didn't he notice it before?
Could it be that I am not
The next moment, without any more nonsense, Song Shi drew his sword and completely cut off the other party's chance of survival.

Not far away, in the flat mirror on the wall of this cheap single room, Song Shi’s entire body was reflected—

Compared to not long ago, his appearance has changed quite a lot.

Five days have passed since the night I met the jackal.

The other party was indeed one of the most well-known middlemen in the Deep Moss District. He was very efficient and transferred the full amount on the morning of the third day, a total of 1.1 million credit points.

This amount of money is not a lot, but it is definitely not a small amount either. You can even buy an old-style [Exoskeleton Armor] - of course, it is a "bare body" without various mounted equipment, reinforcement modules, and tactical configurations. These things are bottomless pits that swallow up money.

all in all.

With this money, Song Shi made a major change.

The dark grey monomolecular knife in his hand is called [Steel Crow], produced by the refined weapons supplier "Platinum Workshop". It has triple monomolecular plating, is four feet long and one inch wide, with full matte paint and cloud pattern water marks. It is priced at 43,000 credit points.

Putting aside the less pure weapons like the "High Frequency Blade", "Plasma Beam Energy Sword", "Kinetic Chain Axe", and "Electric Halberd", among the purer melee weapons, this "Steel Crow" is definitely a high-end product. Judging from the price, it is about five times stronger than Milton's.

Next is the power arm guard.

Song Shi purchased another [White Armor V-Type] power arm guard, which is the latest model in the current [White Armor] series. Its performance indicators in all aspects are much better than those of [Type III].

Relying on credit points to pave the way, Ami Kaba personally took part in the battle and removed the power threshold limit preset at the factory for the two power arm guards. At the same time, he added a "retractable armored prism shield" to the [Type III] to withstand short-term light firepower.

And two of them underwent certain overall strengthening and renovation.

The remaining two pieces of newly purchased equipment are tactical boots with certain auxiliary sports capabilities and a close-fitting protective suit.

The former has a built-in support device to assist in generating force, while the latter uses a high-specification special composite chemical fiber material that has very good impact and cut resistance, and can block most stray bullets without affecting mobility.

Well, stray bullet.

If you run head-on and face the firepower of large-caliber assault rifles, you will definitely be shot into a sieve.

And one more thing.

With the help of Amiqaba's surgery, Song Shi removed his brain-computer interface.

Song Shi is indeed not a "classical" psychic, and he does not reject implants and enhancement surgeries, but the premise of all this is that it is controllable.

Given his current situation, it would be too dangerous to keep a "brain-computer interface" that could be hacked.

In addition, there are some scattered small tools.

All in all, more than 500,000 credit points were spent.

When you think about it, it's not that much, because considering the risks of "loss of control" and "hacking", Song Shi did not purchase implantable prostheses - the latter are expensive, and the strength increases quickly, but apart from the paths of [transcendence] and [consensus], they are actually not very suitable for a lone psychic like himself.

drip-

"You have a new communication from [Jackal]——"

drop.

Song Shi took out a thin rectangular mobile terminal the size of half his palm from his pocket and pressed the communication button. A hundred years ago, when prosthetic technology was not yet perfected, this mobile communication device called a "mobile phone" was once very popular, but now few people use it.

After all, in terms of portability, it cannot compare with the "brain-computer interface" that integrates various functions, and in terms of professionalism, it is not as good as the "network supercomputing terminal" equipped with computing power and specialized functions.

"The person has been taken care of. I'll send you the coordinates. Please have someone handle and confirm it."

"So soon? Not bad, I'll send someone over. Once everything is confirmed, I'll transfer 100,000 credits to you."

"Um... By the way, how is the progress of the thing I asked you to do?"

"Well, pure rubies and red agates are fine, but you asked for something as natural as possible, which is a bit troublesome—"

"money is not a problem."

"That's not what I meant... But you can rest assured, the first batch of goods is already here and will arrive tomorrow night. Let's go to the 'locker'?"

"Okay, please."

"That's nothing... Let's get back to the point. I have a very urgent job right now. Are you interested, 'Nandou'?"

"urgent?"

"Yes, and it's related to the company."

Song Shi narrowed his eyes.

"——Which one?"

The voice on the phone paused.

"Emerald Pharmaceuticals."

(End of this chapter)