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Chapter 1779 Disguise Again(2/3)

Hezhou Ontology has some legal credits on hand, but once he uses them, his identity will be revealed.
What he lacks now is the credibility to not expose his identity.
Obviously, black market credits are the best thing for him.
"Okay, I'll give it all to you, give it all to you, don't hurt me."
When the prosthetic doctor heard that He Zhou's clone was willing to take the money, he felt relieved.
Maybe the other party will leave after grabbing the money.
I'm just afraid that the other party doesn't know what they want, so it's easy to just ask for money.
He Zhou's clone released the shotgun in the hand of the prosthetic doctor, and the prosthetic doctor quickly turned around to get the black market credits.
Black market credits are different from legal credits. They are not stored in everyone's biochip, so they cannot be handed over to the Hezhou clone through wrist transactions.
Black market credits are specially stored in a special chip.
When the time comes to trade on the black market, it will be done directly with people through this chip.
In this way, Skynet can be bypassed without anyone noticing.
The prosthetic doctor returned to the table, opened the ID lock, pulled out the drawer, and took out the black market chip inside.
Suddenly, he noticed the spray next to the chip.
This is a powerful stun spray.
If you use it to spray He Zhou's clone, the opponent may fall down immediately.
But after thinking quickly, the prosthetic doctor decided not to take the risk.
After all, the opponent is not even afraid of guns, so will he be afraid of this kind of coma spray?
The prosthetist thinks it will definitely not work.
When the time comes when he sprays the opponent with spray, the opponent will definitely kill him, and that will be the end.
So the prosthetist ended up just taking out those black market chips and quickly closing the drawer.
Turning around, the prosthetic doctor handed the black market chip in his hand to He Zhou's clone.
"Here, all my black market credits are in here."
He Zhou's clone heard this and took it behind him.
When the prosthetic doctor handed over these chips, his whole heart was bleeding.
This is the savings he has accumulated for many years, and the result...
The result is gone now.
But there is no way, compared to these black market credits, your own life is more important.
If you cannot serve the other party well at this time, if the other party becomes angry, he will die immediately.
What's the use of saving these black market credits then?
Moreover, the other party only stole the black market credits and did not ask him to provide legal credits.
He can still keep those legal credits.
So, the situation is not completely bad.
After suppressing the emotion in his heart, the prosthetic doctor asked: "Sir, is this okay? I mean, I gave you all the black market credits I can give, and I have nothing valuable here anymore."
He is just a small clinic here and can only perform some simple surgeries, such as implanting some simple prostheses or helping people with minor plastic surgery.
He believed that the Hezhou clone would definitely look down on these things.
"No, no, no, the most valuable thing here is not these credits, but you."
He Zhou's clone pointed at the prosthetic doctor.
Compared with these black market credits, what he lacked most was the opponent's disguise skills.
This is what he really values.
"I?"
The prosthetic doctor looked at himself blankly.
A bad premonition arose in his heart.
The other party isn't going to kill him, right?
Could this guy be a killer hired by someone specifically to kill him?
The prosthetic doctor quickly searched the memory in his brain to find his enemy.
He was thinking about which enemies would come to him and want to kill him.
After reminiscing, he discovered that he had several enemies, but none of them could hire such a killer to kill him.
Therefore, the other party should not be a killer hired by his enemies.
But he came here by himself.
Thinking of this, the prosthetic doctor swallowed hard and asked: "Sir, what else do you want, please tell me, I will give you what I can give you."
"I need you to help me move this face."
He Zhou's clone pointed at the prosthetic doctor, and then pointed at his own face.
"You want plastic surgery?"
The prosthetic doctor responded quickly.
The other party was probably being targeted by someone, so he had to change his appearance.
But that's not right. The opponent is so strong, how could he be targeted?
The prosthetic doctor couldn't understand it all at once.
However, just when his mind was confused, he suddenly thought of a very crucial point.
It's very possible that someone from the company is chasing him.
Yes, this guy must be a monster created by the company, some kind of powerful biological weapon.
It turned out that the biological weapon had a will of its own and escaped from the company.
The company pursued him and he had to undergo plastic surgery.
The prosthetic doctor quickly figured everything out.
Of course, what he was thinking was wrong, but it was pretty much the same.
Now the Hezhou clone is trying to find a way to escape capture.
"Plastic surgery, okay, I can do plastic surgery."
The prosthetic doctor nodded and agreed anxiously.
After saying that, he asked again: "Should we start now?"
"Yes, start now, don't use anesthesia."
He Zhou's clone walked straight to the operating bed and lay down.
Upon seeing this, the prosthetist began to prepare surgical instruments.
No anesthesia is needed, and the other party really doesn't need anesthesia. After all, it doesn't matter if he just took so many shotguns.
Why would such a person need anesthetics?
Definitely not needed.
While the prosthetic doctor was preparing surgical instruments, he was thinking about what he should do to get out of this predicament.
This guy asked him to have plastic surgery, so after the plastic surgery is completed, he might kill him.
This possibility is not small.
"Don't think of any crooked ideas."
As if he knew what the prosthetic doctor was thinking, the replica of He Zhou on the operating bed suddenly spoke.
To be continued...
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