Bionic Era

The blood was flowing under the dim light.

The silence enveloped this street, and even the coughing sound was much quieter.

A pair of eyes stared here.

Fright, fear, numbness, longing...

The corpse collector will not arrive until the dawn of the next day.

This mutilated headless corpse will lie quietly outside Christo's house for a night, of course, people here can also choose to drag this body to a place where no one is burying it.

But the people over there will follow it up after all.

People on the whole street will be implicated, maybe some people will die bizarrely, or maybe this street will no longer have the supply of genetic medicine.

"Christo, are you scared?"

"Scared."

Christo nodded, she was an honest girl.

Her mentality is the same as most people here, nothing special.

When Lu Wen came to this world, he saw almost all one-story bungalows.

The height of the floor in the mixed area symbolizes the size of the power.

This street, including dozens of streets nearby, all shops, markets, residential areas, bars, nightclubs, etc., are bungalows.

This area belongs to a complex business district more than ten miles away, where there is a two-story building.

The people who live on the second floor control the entire area.

There is a pool of money and power, as well as the force that can deter an area.

"It's okay, everyone should go back and rest."

"But... honorable guest, the second floor..."

"I know, that's why I said nothing will happen."

Lu Wen's confident voice made the nearby residents feel a little relieved.

A pure human, with generous shots and outstanding appearance, perhaps has enough money or power to settle this matter?

Many people here have lived in mixed areas all their lives.

They have never been to the higher levels of the terraced world, even the middle-level area of ​​their own race. They were born and died here, and their life span is generally very short.

Except for those who have participated in drug trials, most of the others can only see the high-level world on some old TVs on the street.

Lu Wen from the high-level world allows them to barely feel at ease.

...

It was late at night, close to twelve o'clock in the evening.

The poor have no entertainment, so most of them go to bed very early.

Except for the blue people who have been coughing and can't fall asleep, and the two mechanical races, most people on this street have already fallen asleep.

Lu Wen glanced at Christo, who was sleeping behind him, and then opened the door to the outside.

The blood on the street has coagulated.

A black motorcycle parked at the entrance of this street.

Transform the car that people ride when they come.

Deep pure black, tough body lines, no rearview mirrors, there is an aesthetic that combines muscle and violence.

The key was not taken down, and the remodeler must have felt that no one dared to move his car, so he felt relieved.

This is indeed the case.

He came here to sell genetic drugs on behalf of the second floor, and to collect people who owed debts the previous few times.

Even though he was dead, no one on this street dared to move the car.

"Om—"

A dull roar sounded in the streets at night.

The last time Lu Wen left a ruined city with weird plants, he once rode a motorcycle and jumped between ruined buildings. It felt really good.

The wheels turned, and the body shot out like an arrow from the string.

The lights and night are reflected on the black car body, like beams of streamer, fast backwards.

Wanderers are rarely seen in this world, perhaps because there are no bionics, or because this is a mixed place for all Wanderers.

More than ten miles away.

The street gradually changed from a stone road to a concrete pavement.

The silence began to pick up the hustle and bustle.

The dim street lights began to brighten.

More and more colors and light and shadow emerged on both sides, and the world began to become colorful.

Before long, Lu Wen came to the center of this area.

Business district.

He parked the car at random at the junction of the street.

Without the roar of the engine, Lu Wen's ears were instantly surrounded by all kinds of hustle and bustle.

Red lights and green wine broke into the eyes.

There are bars and nightclubs on both sides of the street, and I don’t know what kind of business this so-called commercial area is.

Here is full of released tension,

The poster on the wall was full of sound, light and shadow.

All kinds of noisy music reverberated under the night sky, and the chaotic rhythm evoked a commotion in the blood, making the whole block a little confused.

Look around.

Drinking Ning Tin was so drunk that he didn't agree with him and started fighting on the street.

A group of people around are cheering on both sides excitedly.

Laughter and curses filled my ears.

There are also women who don't have any fabrics, leaning against the dazzling neon and smoking quietly, with fiery red lips printed on filters, **** and glamorous.

White smoky surroundings.

Exposure and violence.

Red lips and blood.

The light and shadow of various colors are introduced in the street and intertwined, dazzling.

Perfume and volatile alcohol floated in the air, as if to make every twisted figure burn.

The ambiguous breath was uncovered by the deep desire and became unconcealed.

The bright red puts dazzling heavy makeup on the gray streets.

The end of the street is the center of this area.

A two-story building surrounded by prosperity.

Lu Wen walked on the street like a lonely ghost, plain and cold, and the blood and beauty around him shuttled by his side, unable to blend in.

A beautiful woman grabbed him and said a price, but Lu Wen waved away.

There were also drunken alcoholics who provoked him, kicked by him several meters, fell to the ground, vomiting blood, and howled miserably.

So no one looked for him anymore.

The end of the long street.

Lu Wen stood quietly for a moment, the music inside was noisy, the lights flickered outside, and his shadow was a little confused.

Push the door and enter.

The music becomes louder and pierces the eardrum.

The twisted limbs occupied the dance floor, jumping with a dynamic rhythm.

Lu Wen pulled away the crowd stimulated by alcohol and music, and came to a side bar.

He wandered outside all day during the day, collecting enough information, knowing that this kind of place can do anything with money.

This bar is very cold and there are no people.

It is contradictory to the excitement of the first floor of this building.

Sitting behind the bar is a young man with tattoos, short hair and lip studs. The forearms of both arms have been mechanically replaced. They are gray-green and are unabashedly exposed. The rotation of gears and metal parts can be clearly seen. Chu, this is showing outsiders that he is not easy to mess with.

Lu Wen sold a stack of money.

"I want to go up to the second floor."

"not enough."

So Lu Wen took out a gold coin, ordinary, without a number and pattern, not a commemorative coin like golden humor.

The lights hit it, and the golden light glowing was very dazzling.

The young man raised his eyes indifferently, then looked away, and did not look at Lu Wen from start to finish. He said flatly: "Fake."

"You don't want me to go up?"

"Pure human beings are nothing great, and I was also at the beginning, so I know that there are many human poor in the upper world, so poor that three companies have to provide regular relief.

The young man said, finally raised his eyes, and took a light look at Lu Wen.

"Pure humans who live well will not surrender their status and come to the mixed zone, so you actually can't live in that place, so you came to the mixed zone, trying to change your status on the second floor with your fairly noble identity, once again Enjoy the noble feeling of pure humanity."

"A gold coin is enough for you to live in the high-level world. There is no need to come to the mixed zone, so this gold coin can only be fake."

"Although you seem to belong to a rich family, you still have blood on your body. This shows that you are embarrassed. You may be being pursued and killed, and the reason for being pursued is most likely to be in debt. Your purpose is not only An identity is also a shelter."

"Trust me, even if you do go up, you will be interrupted and thrown out. Just like I did, cheating on the second floor will not end well."

"So... get out of here."

Some reasoning is clear and well-argued.

Perfect, zero points.

But if Lu Wen is really a pure human in this world, he might indeed be like this.

Lu Wen smiled lightly: "Are you sure you won't let me go up?"

"Your identity is not enough."

"How is it considered qualified?"

"You have no chance."

"Will you have a chance if you kill it?"

"You do not dare."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, a short knife passed through the air.

An icy light flashed through the warm atmosphere on the first floor, and the killing intent was permeated.

The young people behind the bar didn't have time to react, and didn't even have a chance to raise their heads.

Only a "chi" sound was heard.

Just one arm is gone.

His forearm is a mechanical arm, so Lu Wen cut it off directly.

"Snapped!"

The whole arm fell on the ground, blood flowing.

The section is neat.

After all, Lu Wen is holding a good knife.

Then this young man howled sternly, with such a strong pain that he had never felt since the last time his hands were interrupted.

His complexion was twisted, a flash of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he endured the severe pain, and said something like ‘dead’ in his mouth, and waved his only arm to Lu Wen.

But Lu Wen simply took a half step back.

"Although your punch is strong enough, it has a big flaw. It seems that you haven't undergone any combat training."

He is relaxed and freehand, picking up with a knife.

The blade flung out a splash of gorgeous blood.

Behind the bar, the other arm of the young man also separated from his arm, flew into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Lu Wen calmly closed the knife.

He said earnestly: "Since you are transforming people, try to transform them thoroughly. The two metal forearms can't give you much increase. I suggest you stop the bleeding now and connect to the real metal arm after a period of recovery. ."

"you……"

The young man's face was pale~www.NovelMTL.com~ The skin was shaking slightly.

It may be because of too much blood loss, or it may be too painful. He hurriedly found the first aid kit in the audience, and wanted to give himself an injection to relieve the pain.

But both arms were gone, and he couldn't even open the box.

So he can only shout.

"Are you blind? Come to someone to save Lao Tzu. Someone here is hitting the ground and beating to death!"

It's wrong to say that his reaction made Lu Wengao glance at it.

There is no gibberish rolling in pain, and he is still conscious at this time.

It seems that there are also many talents in the mixed zone.

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