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Chapter 318: Open the golden rope and break the jade lock

When Grandola left the quiet room, the battle was almost over.

When soldiers surrounded this small martial arts hall, the disciples had stopped training. They knew how to advance and retreat, and knew that they should show respect to their protectors.

But these soldiers obviously don't know how to advance or retreat.

Those apprentices never expected that these soldiers would attack them without any warning.

Unless they become warriors who can participate in competitions, these apprentices will not prepare very good prosthetic bodies. Many apprentices do not even have the transformation rate to full. Moreover, even if they are warriors who can participate in competitions, they will not train here.

They use their best hands and feet. Those expensive prosthetics are their most valuable possessions. If they don’t have enough time to maintain them, how can they be consumed in training?

The prosthetics used by these disciples now are far inferior to soldiers.

And those soldiers even have more and more professional equipment.

Most of the apprentices fell down on the way to the gate. They were either tied up with ropes or caught in the shooting nets.

These ropes are mixed with artificial muscle fibers, which can stretch and contract quickly. And those nets are made of carbon fiber that can be magnetized. The hardness of these things is close to diamonds, and their tensile resistance is extremely terrifying. Once they are entangled, they will only

It can be cut off using professional tools. Even a warrior who has crossed the first level of heaven and earth cannot break it off with brute force.

These people were captured.

The soldiers had even expected it. The closer to the exit, the more soldiers there were.

Several warriors tried to use their prosthetic bodies to break open the wall calendar.

But what awaited them was a round of non-lethal weapons strikes.

The asylum seekers are well prepared. They cannot escape.

Matsushima Hiro looked at all this blankly.

To this day, he has never shown any flaws. Those knights are also careful enough, and no one has been caught.

No one knows his actual connection with the chivalrous forces.

Think about it. If someone knew that his storage device contained a technological crystal of the Turing lineage and was related to the God of War... the Lord of Songying City would definitely not be able to deal with such a big matter. At that time, I'm afraid,

There will be an orbital airborne army first to suppress the situation, and then the lunar fleet will be dispatched, with King Agni personally leading the team.

No matter what, there will never be only such a thing... such a thing...

[Calm down, Hiro.] Ah Ling said this, [You don’t have the equipment to fight against the army now, and you don’t have any consumables... The little preparation we made before is simply not enough. You don’t know how to escape in the wilderness either.

.No matter what, survive this wave...]

[So, where are those children?] Matsushima asked.

[It’s just a confessional...] ​​The signal of A-Ling’s thoughts is very weak.

In fact, he knew exactly what was going to happen next.

Veritaserum does not really guarantee that what a person tells is the truth. It only suppresses a person's self-control ability and at the same time enhances his desire to express himself. Small thoughts that are usually buried deep in his heart may be revealed.

And if a person is a little bit dissatisfied with the government, or has a little yearning for knights...

Even "what this person did in his dream" may become evidence of crime.

The government may inject a more powerful confessional agent - and "more powerful" often means it will have permanent effects.

【Can't you think of a way?】

[The timing is wrong... Even if King Agni is not considered, the time is too short, and my personality cover originally lacks this kind of data. This is not my original task.]

The only way to break the situation at this time is to "control Grandola, order his subordinates to retreat, and then play the role of this young master for a few days."

But this may worsen the situation.

Now, due to the incident in Youhe City, King Agni paid great attention to this new continent. A Ling did not dare to expose the "forbidden technique" of Turing's lineage.

Besides, even if King Agni is not considered, it will not work.

This aspect of A-Ling's personality did not fully contain all the knowledge of TX-0 of Turing's lineage. TX-0 himself only gave it "knowledge that may be used in the mission." He did not originally possess this ability.

According to the original idea of ​​TX-0, Zero can delete itself after completing its mission.

Ah Ling had been dealing with the Mana Knights before and had never paid attention to a small character like Grandola. He simply didn't have enough data to guarantee that he could play this person.

Songdao closed his vision, and rarely thought of taking a deep breath.

He could understand A-Ling's thoughts at this time.

——Yes, there is no difference. There is no need to gamble with the safety of the seniors.

Amidst the screams and cries, Grandola walked leisurely and contentedly with her hands behind her back.

Matsushima Hiro lowered his head and asked, "Is your target your target? Why don't you come directly to me?"

Grandola smiled. What he wanted was Matsushima Hiro's brain. How could he be willing to put medicine into this precious brain?

The protector said: "I respect you very much, Songdao Normal University. This is for your own good and theirs as well. Let's clear ourselves of the suspicion of being a knight..."

"Fart!" At this time, a burst of grief and anger came. A black figure actually passed through the encirclement of several soldiers and rushed towards Grandola, "Go to hell!"

At this moment, even the secretary didn't react.

Grandola tilted her head and looked at the guy who attacked her. Time seemed to have frozen.

The master of the martial arts gym ran straight towards Grandola like lightning.

However, he flew up halfway, fell to the ground and rolled out.

Grandola was a little surprised for a moment. No one saw what Matsushima Hiro had just done. He just put his hand on the owner's shoulder, and the owner's balance was destroyed.

——This martial arts... is even more exquisite than what is recorded.

The gym owner got up from the ground and shouted angrily: "Uncle Taishi! Wake up! Wake up! This guy has not given us a way to survive in the martial arts gym!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He pointed to the back: "Look at it! After something like this happens, even if this martial arts gym can still exist, what will happen?

Will anyone come to practice martial arts on their own? Will anyone be willing to become a disciple of this martial arts school? Ah?"

"Hoho." Grandola couldn't help laughing: "This is really... another unexpected gain. The attempt to assassinate the protector's military attache, and then... tsk tsk, regard 'this martial arts gym' as an entity

, build what is built. How anti-human.”

Matsushima Hiro sighed in his heart.

Yes, I should have thought of it earlier. I regard this place as "home"...I am constructing an entity that does not exist.

In this era, people like me are really "anti-human".

Matsushima Hiroshi spoke again: "So, Your Excellency, if I join the asylum, can you let him go? And the child who was captured before."

The owner of the museum yelled angrily: "Uncle Taishi!"

He wanted to stand up again, but Hiro Matsushima rushed over and pinned him to the ground.

"Uncle Grand Master! Let me go! Uncle Grand Master!"

"You are really trapped in a devil's trap, Matsushima Normal School." Grandora said: "This guy's anti-human behavior is too obvious, and the one who was just arrested was too deeply influenced by chivalrous thoughts... But it's not

Can’t talk about it.”

"We can actually talk..." Matsushima Hiro murmured: "It seems that 'survival' is really difficult."

For ants like them, "obedience" and "obedience" are not necessary and sufficient conditions to ensure a normal life. This is just the least important of many "necessary conditions".

If you do these two things, you may not be safe. But if you fail to do these two things, you will definitely not be safe.

Originally, the rules were just a bottom line. But when the bottom line was not clear, the standard depended on the master's mood, so human lives drifted in the wind on this vague line.

From this point of view, this martial arts gym has never been safe.

Even if it doesn't happen today, it might happen tomorrow.

"What are we talking about?" Matsushima Hiro gradually felt a sense of powerlessness: "I just want to maintain this martial arts gym. But there is only one correct way...?"

Half of his efforts and half of his caution in life actually have no effect.

Fortunately, the efforts of the other half of his life are still useful.

He still has time to use the other half of his life to correct the meaningless half of his life.

But Grandola would have completely misunderstood. He laughed loudly and said: "We can talk about anything. Let's clean up the mess here first."

With that said, he turned and left.

But at the same time, he issued an order using a wireless signal, asking a group of soldiers to watch Matsushima Hiro.

Matsushima Hiroshi slightly loosened his grip on the gym leader and whispered: "You guy... I have told you before that impulsiveness is the enemy of your martial arts practice. Do you know, if you follow your original instructions?

If you don't follow the attack route, the protector can raise the gun in his hand and hit you in the lower abdomen, which is enough to destroy your balance."

"The position of their soldiers actually limits your sprint route. That guy had anticipated this step a long time ago. He had planned it. This punch was not meant like this. You must remember this mistake in the future.

Don’t do it again.”

He lowered his body, leaned into the ear of the gym owner, and said in his lowest voice: "I will demonstrate it to you one last time, watch carefully... remember to choose an opponent you can deal with in the future."

Then, the owner felt the ground tremble.

Matsushima Hiro has disappeared from his body, leaving only some cracks on the ground.

Grandora actually saw this move. With the help of his subordinate's vision, he saw the moment when Matsushima Hiro rushed over. He saw Matsushima Hiro raising his hand and knocking over two soldiers before rushing in front of him.

——It’s a bit of a pity.

——But it’s just right.

It's a pity that Hiroshi Matsushima can't work for him, but it's "just right" because his goal was achieved.

This was the last distracting thought in Grandola's life.

He turned around quickly with his left foot as the axis. But at this moment, two distracting thoughts blocked his thinking, causing his thinking to lag momentarily.

Then, at that moment, he lost track of Matsushima Hiro.

His own vision was too late to capture Matsushima Hiro's figure. The two soldiers whom Matsushima Hiro raised to knock over created a blind spot in his vision.

Then, Matsushima Hiro's hands held Grandola's head.

--how come……

Grandola's original idea was that the secretary and these soldiers would stop Matsushima Hiro for a moment. She could at least survive Matsushima Hiro's moves. As long as she successfully held Matsushima back and the surrounding soldiers completed the encirclement, she could take it.

Get this master.

But……

Grandola's body burst out with a burst of power, trying to knock Matsushima away. But Matsushima Hiroshi shook Grandola's body, decomposing and absorbing the burst of power, and then sent it out together with his own power.

, and pushed Grandola's head down. Grandola was shocked and knew that she could never lose her balance, so she immediately unleashed all her strength and tried to stand up straight.

But at this time, Matsushima Hiro's left hand changed the direction of force for the second time.

At this moment, Grandola's own strength and Matsushima Hiroshi's strength exploded together, twisting Grandola's neck.

Matsushima Hiro's right hand held Grandola's chin.

Almost at the same time, he stepped on Grandola's calf with one foot.

Then……

pull!

For prosthetic people, it is still necessary for the neck to be able to rotate. This can ensure that the head can move independently, avoid attacks or resolve force. This can better protect the brain. And the neck that can rotate

It can also expand the field of vision without increasing the number of prosthetic eyes or increasing the burden on the brain.

Artificial organs can rotate freely without restriction. However, many people still use the spine to make prosthetic transmission accessories and data preprocessing accessories. The spine cannot rotate without restriction.

Therefore, in the classic design, the neck of the prosthetic human naturally has a protective structure.

However, this also means that the neck is really fragile.

According to legend, Wu Zu especially liked the "head-picking" technique when dealing with early prosthetics.

In Wuzu Changquan, there is indeed a technique that targets the neck of the prosthetic body, which can loosen this protective structure.

This is an early martial arts technique created by two comrades who share life and death together, and it is also one of the origins of "weapon-breaking martial arts".

This is the only weapon-breaking martial art that Matsushima Hiro has mastered.

"Ha!" At this moment, Hiro Matsushima exploded with all his strength. All the joints he could use exploded at this moment.

"Ah!" Grandola let out a short scream, and his head was completely pulled out. Because he used the original spine, his cerebellum was almost torn out, and his biological tissues were completely exposed.

Matsushima Hiroshi breathed a sigh of relief: "I opened the golden rope and broke the jade lock... I felt more comfortable than I had ever experienced in decades..."

"Ah..." Grandola's consciousness was almost overwhelmed by pain. But Matsushima Hiro did not intend to stop. He threw Grandola's head up, and then punched Grandola on the forehead like lightning.

.

Grandora's metal head did not move. But according to the principle of conservation of momentum, other things flew away.

Grandora sprayed out from the back of the prosthetic body and splashed on the wall of the dojo.


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