infinite multiverse

Chapter 232 Slaves and Prosthetics

"Don't worry, I'll let you press a new leg, which will be stronger than the original one!" As the winner of the gladiator, Xu Shangxian has the right to dispose of the captives.

No matter who sent this Hank, from now on, he can treat him as a slave and control his life and death. Of course, the premise of everything is to be able to truly control his life and death.

Under normal circumstances, some kind of nano-device will be injected into its body for control, otherwise a person like Xu Shangxian who has special confidence will not use other control methods at all.

But this practice of leaving 'captives' is not very good either.

It can be understood from the 'boo' sound just now that the audience in the arena don't like the second guy to go out alive, they like blood.

They love the sight of tearing people in half.

You can stop unless the enemy is completely incapable of fighting.

"But who is I, who really regards me as a fighter?" Xu Hao grinned, sat down on the bed, and patted Hank on the head.

The burly man turned his head away, lying on the bed in silence.

A broken leg would be a fatal blow to a fighter. According to the immediate technological means, it would not be difficult to replace him with a completely harmless leg.

But weaknesses also emerged.

That is his red energy will not be able to attach to the prosthetic leg.

This has a great impact on his combat effectiveness...

"Why don't you kill me, I'm a fighter, and I won't hate you even if I'm killed, even if you kill me now!" Iron Fist Hank murmured disheartened.

"Then kill it!" Xu Hao raised his eyebrows and reached out to pinch his neck. Within a few seconds, Iron Fist Hank's face turned red, and half a minute later, he began to struggle hard...

"Huh..." Hank the Iron Fist gasped for breath, looked at the outstretched palm with lingering fear, and shouted, "Enough! You don't have to kill me anymore, I won't seek death anymore."

"Look, people who are about to die will regret it, why don't you thank me?" Xu Hao shrugged.

"No, I just didn't expect to ask you to do me a favor. The method is still so dirty. If I kill myself by holding my breath, I still need you?" Hank twitched, he just wanted to die without pain, He knew that the 'master' in front of him had such strength.

As a result, Xu Hao made him deeply understand how painful it is to "die", which really hit his idea of ​​suicide.

"That's good, come on, I'll find you a prosthetic leg, try it first, it's very cool!" Xu Hao took out a metal stick and threw it on the bed.

Iron Fist Hank picked up the 'prosthetic leg' with dull eyes, and asked in disbelief: "You call this a prosthetic, and you can buy a nano-simulated prosthetic leg that is a thousand times stronger than this with 10000 Galaxy coins. ?”

"Ha...that's it..." Xu Hao rubbed his chin and looked straight at him.

Hank gasped again: "Do you even need slaves to pay for 10000 Galaxy coins?"

"Yes, hand over all your money!" How could Xu Hao say that he has no money, what is the Galaxy coin, has he seen it?

"Hillbilly..." Hank said in a muffled voice. He already understood that this guy was an idiot who accidentally came out of a certain planet, and he was defeated by such a person in the end.

He took out his package and took out a stack of banknotes: "You'd better get an electronic bank card. It's an idiot to use banknotes in the Milky Way, even if this is Saka planet."

"Cough, I said, hand over all your money!" Xu Hao narrowed his eyes.

"According to the laws of the galaxy, even if I am your slave, my money is still..."

"Huh"

"Duang Duang Duang!"

"bang"

"It's yours..." Hank was lying in the closet with blood all over his face. He had already served it. In all these years, he had never seen such an unreasonable person. He even beat the disabled violently. It was simply inhumane.

His original master never robbed him of his money, he was afraid of betraying him, but he is such a bastard, he only hits people in the face.

"Well, rest assured, I'll buy you prosthetics. After all, you have no money, and you'll get hungry if you run around!" Xu Hao clapped his hands, picked up the blood-stained electronic bank card, and rubbed it on his clothes , Of course, the password is also available.

........................

"2300 million galactic coins, not even hundreds of millions, this galaxy fighter is very bad, but this also shows that the value of galactic coins is very expensive!" Xu Hao didn't know why this land also used galactic coins, maybe this This is the purpose of the Grandmaster setting up the arena. After all, a galaxy-level arena should be very profitable.

As a free gladiator.

Valkyrie didn't follow him every day. After all, she also needed to rest. She even went to catch the alien creatures that fell from the 'devil's butt eye'. If she was strong enough, she would sell them to become fighters.

Xu Hao started to walk around the street by himself, and aliens could be seen everywhere, with flying machines above their heads. From time to time, a drunk driver drove the flying car and smashed the flying machine into the crowd...

The results for the driver were not so good, however.

The craft was taken down as a swarm of enraged aliens smashed it apart.

In Saka, such things happen several times a day.

law?

rule?

None of them exist!

As long as you don't anger the grandmaster, Saka is the best hiding place for interstellar wanted criminals.

Xu Hao didn't go to other places, but went directly to Passion Bar.

As soon as the door was opened, many drinking buddies looked at him with admiration, and said respectfully, "Your Excellency Thunderstorm", which made Xu Hao feel like the head teacher was checking the post.

Xu Hao found a seat and sat down. A group of people gathered around and began to ask many questions, such as why Hank the Iron Fist was let go, which planet he was from, whether he liked men and women, and what kind of posture he liked...

cough cough.

Xu Shangxian patiently answered some questions for this group of fans. It wasn't until he knocked some scum flying with his punch and smashed through a wall in an instant that the group of gay fans calmed down.

"Where do you sell prosthetics?" Xu Hao handed out a tip worth 100 yuan in Galaxy coins.

The bartender smiled and handed over a glass of wine, put it in his sleeve, and pointed to a red-skinned alien who was drinking next to him: "Look for him, prosthetics are very cheap, bought for Iron Fist?"

"Well, thanks."

The bartender watched Xu Hao walk over, and he smiled and said, "I've made a lot of money, let's save more..."

"Snapped!"

"Give your grandma a leg and give me the tip!" The fat boss slapped him on the neck.

"According to the laws of the galaxy, this money..."

"Clap clap clap..."

"Your..." the bartender covered his flushed face, and took out the 100 yuan he got in his hand with extreme grief and indignation.

But Xu Hao didn't pay attention to these things, he had already hooked up with the red-skinned alien.

This guy is a merchant who sells all kinds of weapons and even prosthetics on the black market.

Seeing that Thunderstorm, who is a gladiator winner, was shopping in person, he immediately offered a [-]% discount!
"19999, as long as 19999, you can't buy it at a loss, you can't be fooled, this is the best prosthetic in Saka!"

"Is this after a discount? It's still so expensive?" Xu Hao tilted his head, feeling cheated.

"Well, after the discount, if you want it, I will bring someone to you and make one for your slave!"

Xu Shangxian nodded after thinking about it for a while: "Well, come on, I want to order a 999 prosthesis, the one just now is too expensive!"

"..." The prosthesis merchant fell into deep thought, and he began to mourn for Hank the Iron Fist.

(End of this chapter)