It was very quiet inside the hotel.

Su Ziyu suddenly stopped in front of his door. He frowned and looked next door, then put his hand on the tactical dagger at his waist.

Click.

Su Ziyu pushed the door open with his left hand, then shook his right hand and threw the tactical dagger in his hand almost completely by instinct, at the side of his bed. He then heard a muffled sound, and the next second he pulled out his gun and rushed in. Just as he aimed his gun at the person who invaded his room, the other party also aimed a large pistol at his head.

"Tsk tsk! You're quite skilled!"

The person in front of him was a mixed-race guy with some Asian features. He was the member of the fraternity who lived next door to Su Ziyu. He was holding a large modified pistol in his right hand and aiming at Su Ziyu's head. The palm of his left hand had been pierced by a tactical dagger, but his palm did not bleed. Instead, the skin was cut to reveal a silicone-like substance, inside which was white bone and some extremely precise circuits.

Bionic hand.

An extremely high-end prosthetic limb, the cost of which is unknown how many times higher than a mechanical prosthetic limb. This is cutting-edge technology that only some large organizations have mastered.

"Same here." Su Ziyu also aimed a gun at the other person's head and said calmly, "I wonder what you want to do by sneaking into my room in the middle of the night?"

No shots were fired by either side.

This is a hotel. If a shooting is opened, who knows how many people will be alarmed.

Su Ziyu was not afraid when someone pointed a gun at him, because he had the special ability of time acceleration. Although he might not be able to dodge the bullet, he could avoid the vital parts of his body in that special state. I don't know why the other party was so confident, and it seemed that he was not afraid of Su Ziyu suddenly shooting.

At this time, Su Ziyu noticed a faint light flashing in the pupil of his right eye. This did not seem to be a normal human eye, but a bionic eye that was more advanced than a mechanical eye.

I don’t know how many organs and limbs on the other person’s body are bionic.

"Your physical fitness is more than twice that of an ordinary person. I thought super soldiers like you were all dead." The man in front of him hooked his finger around the pistol and turned it around before putting it away. He fixed his eyes on Su Ziyu in front of him and asked, "Just came out of the shelter?"

"Chat?"

Su Ziyu frowned slightly and put away his pistol, but his right hand was still on the handle of the black short blade. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about you? In addition to the head, how many parts of your body are bionic limbs?"

The other person has a problem with one of his eyes.

It seems to have a certain scanning and analysis capability, and can calculate part of the combat effectiveness of the perilla fish through data analysis. This is undoubtedly a very high-end technology.

"I've replaced most of the parts on my body over the years." The man casually threw a tactical dagger over, then closed the wound on his palm, took out a bottle from his waist and sprayed it a few times. The wound on his palm was almost invisible, leaving only a faint white mark. The bottle was the one Su Ziyu noticed at the beginning, hidden in the pocket under his clothes. He thought it was a grenade.

"My name is Leon." The man looked at Su Ziyu and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Su Ziyu. You can call me Su." The hostility between the two sides had faded a lot. Su Ziyu caught the tactical dagger and said slowly: "I just came out and have nowhere to go. Come here and take a look."

"Why did you come here?"

Now he has become very skilled in playing the role of a person who has just come out of a shelter. Many people who have just escaped from the shelter are similar to him, and in the eyes of some powerful guys, they have many similar characteristics.

The answer Su Ziyu gave was very casual, but the other party actually believed it.

"Is that so? No wonder they want to win you over!" Leon put away his weapon and said calmly, "There's an old man here who is unwilling to die. I can't help it. I can only come here once."

Immortal?

Who is he referring to? Before Su Ziyu could ask, the man in front of him stood up. He glanced at Su Ziyu and said, "There are a lot of dirty things in this place. You have seen that monster today. There are many more locked up in the underground. If you have nothing to do, leave as soon as possible."

After saying that, he pushed the door and walked out.

What?

Are there still many monsters like that?

Su Ziyu had many doubts in his mind, but he did not stop the other party from leaving, because he was not sure that he could beat the other party.

Bang.

The door to the next room was closed.

Leon had just walked into the room when the casual look on his face disappeared. He raised his left hand with a serious expression, placed it on the table and tapped it lightly a few times. His entire palm was very stiff. He frowned and said, "Where did this guy come from? Why is he so powerful?"

The five fingers of the left hand were motionless.

In Su Ziyu's opinion, the opponent's wound could be healed with a spray, and only a faint white mark could be seen. But for Leon, Su Ziyu's flying knife just now directly cut off the nerve circuit in his palm, and the part below the wrist was completely unable to move. When he went out, he moved his arm joints, but he concealed it well and the opponent didn't notice it.

Squeak.

Leon, who was checking his wrist, suddenly grabbed his head with his right hand. There was a hint of pain on his face, and a word came out of his mouth unconsciously: "Hungry!..."

Leon quickly took out a blue injection.

He raised his hand and stabbed the area below his temple. As the medicine was injected, both of his eyes quickly turned white, and a faint mechanical outline could be seen in his right eye. It took him a long time to return to normal, and he lay on the table and panted, "Is the mental pollution so serious?"

"My body has been replaced with bionic organs, but I still feel such a strong sense of hunger!"

Obviously.

While Su Ziyu was interrogating the young man who cleaned up the garbage, Leon also went to inquire about other places.

"This mission is a bit tricky!"

"Why didn't that old immortal turn into a zombie? What kind of monster is he now? Why can he still maintain his human appearance? It seems that he has not completely lost his mind!" Leon frowned and took out some sophisticated tools to repair his left hand. Then he pondered for a moment and took out something that looked like a communicator.

"Requesting support!"

"An unknown distortion has occurred on the target!"

"Repeat! Request for support!"

"Electromagnetic weapons are no longer effective against the target! I need heavy firepower! Send a miniature nuclear bomb over here!"

Leon put down the communicator in his hand, frowned and looked at the high wall in the distance, then packed up his things and quickly slid down the window, soon disappearing into the night.

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