He Became a Salted Fish After Inheriting Millions of Secret Arts

Up to himself, nine of them in all.The number of members of the Scientific Progress Committee alone is several times that of them, not to mention the group of mystics and the legion of undead soldiers under the committee.

No matter how you look at it, it is a battle with great disparity in strength and no suspense in the outcome.The nine of them went to stop the committee, basically tantamount to death.

"It's not just us." Z said, "You can also call for reinforcements."

Xenophon's eyes lit up: "Boss, do you have reinforcements?"

"Maybe she can help us contain the mystics under the committee, as well as the undead army." Z didn't say who the reinforcements were, but looked at his severed limbs, "But before that, I have to repair myself body of."

Mr. N said: "I can introduce you to a reliable prosthetic mechanic." He lifted his leg—one of his legs is also a prosthetic.

Duan Feizhuo raised his hand to express his objection: "Z's body has been modified by Mrs. Boyle. As long as she is present, Z will lose the ability to fight. Ordinary mechanics may not be able to solve this problem."

Mr. N raised his eyebrows: "It sounds like you know an unusual mechanic."

Duan Feizhuo smiled: "We made a pair of sisters and brothers in Switzerland before, and they can also make mechanical prosthetics. I think if it was them, they might be able to help him break Mrs. Boyle's imprisonment while repairing Z's body. "

"Whether it's rushing to Switzerland or calling them from Switzerland to England, I'm afraid it's too late, right?"

"You don't need to run so far, just use the trading house." Duan Feizhuo smiled brighter and brighter.