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Chapter 500 Disciple?

Ding Yue, a migrant worker with an ordinary name and ordinary appearance, has worked hard in Chinatown for ten years, dreaming that one day he can buy an independent apartment in Night City.

His main job is to deliver raw materials to several restaurants. Thanks to the empty traffic environment in Night City in the morning, Ding Yue's work can always be completed before ten o'clock in the morning.

In order to realize his dream as soon as possible, Ding Yue will start from this time, park his electric van bought with a loan on the side of the road, and ride an electric motorcycle to serve as a delivery boy for those restaurants.

Years of cooperation have allowed Ding Yue to make appointments with food delivery platforms and directly cooperate with restaurants, without being cheated, and without being bothered by good or bad reviews.

Anyway, those few restaurants in Chinatown are doing business with repeat customers, so there is basically no need to consider expanding the market and adjusting tastes for the takeaway market.

After finishing the hard work during the day, as night falls, Ding Yue will become a black car driver again, using his own electric van to rent out or deliver goods for others.

Long hours of overwork, coupled with no bad habits, made Ding Yue’s savings far exceed those of other migrant workers. He likes to divide his savings into three parts, one part is deposited in big banks, and only the most valuable financial products are purchased. In the underground bank of the local gang, eat high interest.

The last copy will be hidden in the rental house in cash for emergencies.

Ding Yue is very satisfied with his current living conditions. According to the current speed, he will be able to buy an apartment of about [-] square meters in the area near the central area in at most two years.

However, Night City never recognizes the dreams of ordinary people. This is a city of extreme evil, and what happens every day is the story of the strong preying on the weak and the big fish eating the small fish.

Even if there is Tang Ji looking down on all living beings, it can't change the nature of Night City.

This area of ​​Chinatown is a very special part of Night City. It seems to have existed since the beginning of the city. It has an oriental style that is very different from the little Neon City next door, but most Federation people will never be able to distinguish it.

Although this area belongs to the Tiger Claw Gang's sphere of influence in terms of geographical division, the residents here are extremely repulsed by the Tiger Claw Gang. To glorify the reputation of these gangs in Chinatown, local residents will probably spit on the ground and put up their middle fingers.

Before Tang Ji was admitted to the police academy, one of his main incomes was to use money to act as a gunman for a local gang, which was considered the lowest-end mercenary.

The problem Ding Yue is facing now is that the local gang where he saved his money failed in the previous underground struggle and was swallowed up by another gang as a whole.

Except for the fact that the gang leader was sunk in Del Coronado Bay, the underground bank is still the same underground bank, and the security guard with the scorpion tattoo on his face at the front desk is still the same security guard. It is his deposit, which is not recognized.
"Xiao Ding, listen to me, don't make trouble, the Heyi Gang has been defeated, and now the Hesheng Gang has the final say, your account no longer exists." Wearing a small vest and wearing round glasses, he is about 60 years old The black accountant held a transparent thermos cup, blew on the tea powder on it, and took a sip leisurely: "You should understand the risks of underground banks."

That's all the accountant said, without even looking at Ding Yue, he just waved his hand at the scorpion-faced man at the door, signaling Ding Yue not to make trouble, so don't be rough.

He has seen this kind of iteration between gangs many times. There are only a few underground banks in Chinatown, all of which are high-quality assets. As long as the new gang in power is not stupid, few people will move a "professional talent" like him .

It is often to withdraw all the money in the bank directly, and then write off everything and start from scratch.

Ordinary people like Ding Yue who have suffered heavy losses every year, accountants are used to it, and the interest they charge includes the responsibility to bear this kind of risk.

Ding Yue, who was worried about gain and loss, walked back to his own apartment, the rented apartment, in such a daze. A series of rampaging fire trucks roared past him, and the shrill alarm sound seemed to directly hit his heart.

Under the trend of inexplicable urgency, Ding Yue quickened his pace, walked through the intersection and turned, and saw the small apartment building that was burning.

Boom!
A loud bang sounded seven or eight meters away from Ding Yue's side, and a corpse that fell from a height was smashed to pieces in front of him, but from his clothes, Ding Yue was sure that it was his landlord, the owner of that apartment building. By.

Ding Yue looked at everything that happened in a daze, and the people around were talking about it. It is said that some of the tenants had awakened and become superhuman. Based on their dislike for the landlord, they lit the building with a torch before going out into the rivers and lakes.

Ding Yue's one-third of cash was also burned. He just sat beside the landlord's corpse and said in a low voice, "Why?"

Why did he wake up and burn down other people's houses and deposits to vent his dissatisfaction?Who gave him this right?

It wasn't until the late law enforcement officers dragged the landlord's body away from the ground, and the fire truck used a high-pressure water gun to clean up the blood on the ground, and Ding Yue's face was splashed with bloody cold water, he shivered In a daze, he stopped a car.

"Go to Pukins Bank." Ding Yue looked at the calluses on the driver's hands and the small body of the car, and realized that the other party was traveling with him, and they were working in illegal cars during their spare time.

Maybe it's because the aura of their peers is too strong, the two of them were silent for a long time in the car, the driver turned on the car radio casually, and there were boring brokerage news on the radio, one of which caught Ding Yue's attention.
"Hesitant to continue the market turmoil, Pukins Bank officially declared bankruptcy today, all its assets will enter the review stage, and the personal information of millions of depositors will be regarded as the most valuable asset of Pukins Bank"

The driver looked at the passenger behind him. If he remembered correctly, the destination of the other party was Pukins Bank. He was worried that the other party would vomit on his car.

Ding Yue just kept silent, and the car quickly drove to the entrance of the Pukins Bank building. The bank security had already sealed off the main entrance of the bank, and helicopters frequently landed and took off on the roof of the building, appearing very busy.

Seeing Ding Yue's expression, the driver kicked the accelerator and drove away without mentioning the money.

Ding Yue ignored the cordon outside the gate, walked straight in, and was immediately stopped by the heavily armed bank security.

"Sir! Please back off! Pukins Bank is going bankrupt and liquidated, no entry!" The big-waisted security pushed Ding Yue out of the cordon and put his hand on the handle of the gun at his waist threateningly.

"I want to get my money back." Ding Yue walked into the cordon again, this time the security guard was not polite, and directly shot Ding Yue down with the butt of his gun.Two strong security guards lifted Ding Yue up and threw him directly out of the bank gate: "This is the final warning, we will use deadly force next time!"

"I want to get my money back!" Ding Yue shouted heartbreakingly outside the gate, but got no response.

Tang Ji drove the car, patrolling the streets as before, as if he had returned to the days when he was a law enforcement officer.

Only this time Edward was not in the car, but he could perceive Edward's position. If Tang Ji wanted to, he could even vaguely perceive Edward's movement at this time, but he didn't want to. Because it was too hard to describe.

Although Edward has tried his best to stay out of the matter and not become Tang Ji's burden, in fact, the old man has still withstood more than one attack. If it weren't for the old man who is a cautious person with rich experience and runs away when encountering danger, I am afraid that he would not be here now. Opportunities to play so open up.

But now Tang Ji is sure that Night City will become a truly pure land without players, and the only few 'naturalized' players are under the monitoring of the FBAS bureau, and they will report everything to the top.

And other players who have entered the range of Night City basically have malice against Tang Ji, which can be perceived by him in advance. For Tang Ji now, being discovered by ordinary players is equivalent to killing them.

After informing Wu Qianying of his increased abilities at the LV3 stage for analysis, Tang Ji finally had free time to wander the streets, looking for someone who was destined.

[Scarlet Disciple] This ability is very special. According to the words of its description, it does not clearly stipulate that there is any necessary connection between the disciple and Tang Ji.

Walking on his path, the scope of the point is very wide, and the behavior of fighting against the players tenaciously is undoubtedly walking on his path, but the team members under his command did not meet the conditions of [Scarlet Disciple] .

Obviously, Tang Ji's path has a more complex core, which he has not even figured out yet.
At the same time, in terms of affiliation, it is indicated that Tang Ji voluntarily shared his strength without asking for rewards or gratitude. [Scarlet Disciple] is not his slave or his soldier, but a companion.

Tang Ji is actually looking forward to it, and of course he hopes that the more companions the better.

The Haywood area is almost the area Tanguy is most familiar with, and Angelina's first home is in this area.

The unassuming Thrace 368 is equipped with opaque bulletproof glass, which can effectively prevent curious Nightsiders from recognizing Tangy's face.

Several street fighters from the Valentino gang passed by in a hurry, Tang Ji just knew why they were so serious, because last night, he burned seven or eight superhumans from the Valentino gang.

Tang Ji can guess what these people think of him now without even thinking about it. Those graffiti boys along the way just now don't draw Santa Muerte, but start to draw a bust of Tang Ji instead.

He doesn't like to engage in personality cults, but what happened last night was too shocking for many people to understand, so they can only respond in this way.

Turning around the Haywood area for a few times, Tang Ji drove into the area of ​​Chinatown without gaining any results.

This is where he used to grow up, and everything seems to be the same as yesterday, nothing has changed.

Carefree children were chasing and fighting each other on the high platforms on both sides of the road, and the number decreased from time to time with the shouts from the kitchen.

In the charred building, the surviving residents are looking for anything of value, even a lamp or a pistol.

Ding Yue sat on the bed that he had burnt half of, the whole room was in a mess, one of the fires was unfortunately next door to him, and the small hidden compartment he usually used to hide money was under the floor next to the wall.

The fragile cash was ignited before the fire spread. Afterwards, as a large amount of firefighting water was sprayed into the interior of the apartment building, the only wreckage was also soaked in water. When Ding Yue pried open the charred floor, there was only a pot of porridge inside.

The desk lamp and pistol are the only things he has intact. Just yesterday, he was less than two years away from his dream. If the market is good, this time can be suppressed.

In just one night, his life went downhill, all his money left him, half his face was swollen from the gun butt, and several teeth were loose.

The problem Ding Yue is facing now is whether he should find a place to sleep on the street at night, or stay another night in this poorly burned apartment with no windows.

He only had less than [-] federal coins in his pocket, which was the tip he earned from delivering food yesterday.

After the initial blow, Ding Yue has calmed down now. The money is gone, he can make money again, he has hands and feet, and a pickup truck with an outstanding loan. These things are enough for him to live in this city. stay alive.
"Found it!" A shout interrupted Ding Yue's self-pity, and the footsteps of several men hit the scorched floor with a thumping sound. Ding Yue's heart tightened, and he threw his only property on the ground to chase after him. out.

In this apartment building that is doomed to be rescued, the tenants are not only distressed to clean up the few post-disaster properties, but also helping to find the six-year-old granddaughter of Mrs. Zhao's family.

The fire happened during the day, and most of the tenants were working outside. Only a few elderly families stayed in the apartment, but most of them escaped before the fire spread, except for the little girl.

Ding Yue followed the flow of people up the stairs, because the fire gradually spread downward from the top, so the further up the floor and the stairs, the more damaged the floor and stairs were, but no one stopped because of this.

Everyone knows what it means to find the object, and the atmosphere becomes more dignified as you go up. Ding Yue saw four heavy-faced men wrapping something in a black plastic bag and walking down. The crowd naturally gave way , let them pass, and instantly realized something.

Not only that, but after these four men, there were four other men who carried another bag of corpses in the same way, and the people standing behind waiting to go down the stairs could hardly see the end. In the end, there were four corpses of children in total. He was carried down in front of Ding Yue.

They were all children from the neighborhood. They didn't realize that they were in danger because of their playfulness, and they didn't have time to run out of the burning building.

In this area, these tenants living in the same building have been taking care of each other and protecting themselves in a gang-ridden environment. They are not relatives, but they are more than relatives.

Ding Yue, who has experienced many things today, felt as if a string was broken in his heart. He silently followed the funeral procession, turned back to his room, and smashed the desk lamp he usually liked very much. Picking up the pistol, wiping off the dust on it with a white shirt, he turned and walked down the stairs, no longer as confused as when he came up.

He knew who the awakened tenant was.

(End of this chapter)