Cyberpunk: From Dogville to Legend

Chapter 492 The Former Eldest Brother (Part 2)
Mrs. Wells clearly sensed that something was wrong these past few days.

She knew about Jack being kidnapped by the Valentino gang. At the time, this old woman, who was practically the head of the neighborhood, had asked many people to try to get her son out of Camilla's clutches, but before they could get the people to the gang, Jack came back first.

A closer look revealed that Valentino's gang of drug dealers had somehow offended some powerful figure, causing not only internal strife but also landing González, whom Cuba had been supporting, in jail.

Jack himself said he escaped during the internal strife.

Mrs. Wells hadn't even had a few days to pray for the Virgin Mary, thanking God for letting her son return unharmed.

But they found that Jack, who had returned, started leaving early and coming home late, and his mind was not on the Dreamers' support for the construction... On the contrary, as his son went around, the number of Valentino gang members in the Wild Wolf Bar increased.

These men were loyal to Tiano; they were pure-blooded Haywoods.

If those Japanese idiots
Inside the brightly lit bar, South American pop songs with their energetic drumbeats played. Mrs. Wells leaned against a pillar on the second-floor escalator, watching the gang members coming from the other side of the Haywood dividing line.

The Wild Wolf Bar couldn't refuse them.

Some of the people still lived in this neighborhood, and Mrs. Wells naturally wouldn't openly claim that the Haywoods had absolutely no connection to the Valentino gang, especially since these were all Jack's former friends—

After watching for a while, Mrs. Wells could only sigh and turn to look at the absent-minded Peppy.

"Don't overthink it, Pepi. I've found a reliable mercenary to investigate your wife's situation for you... Her company isn't hard to find. You need to keep a close eye on her these next few days. I have a feeling these people are up to something."

Pepi, who was wiping the cup with his head down, heard his boss say that he needed someone to help him solve his urgent problem. He immediately reached out and scratched his neck with a simple and honest expression. He had two tattooed arms, gold jewelry, and a fierce face... but his personality was just like a child's.

"Hey! Good!"

Mrs. Wells looked at the honest boy with a smile, unaware that four or five unfamiliar guests had entered through the door.

"Let's leave it at that for now. Be patient and wait for Pepi. It's normal for couples to have a few little secrets—you have to think of your wife in a positive light. She's under a lot of pressure at work, so it's not something you can just think about casually... As for the child not looking like you, that's not something you can tell by looking."

Pepi wiped the cup even more carefully.

Mrs. Wells glanced at her digital watch; there were still a few neighbors whose house renovations weren't finalized that evening, so she hurriedly left the Wolf Bar.

Pepi raised his eyelids and noticed that several members of the Valentino gang, who had been drinking and chatting just a moment ago, had stood up and followed them the next second. Just as Pepi was wondering about this, a dull thud sounded from the wooden table at the bar. Pepi was startled and saw that it was a silver revolver with intricate carvings, and the owner of the gun didn't look like someone to mess with.

The old bartender suppressed his anger and, with his hand on the counter, asked, "What would you like to drink?"

Pepi knew where these Valentino gang members were from; they were under Tiano's command. However, he heard that they had sold out their underling and gone on to become powerful, running a small tavern on the coast.

"Oh dear, I've heard that Wild Wolf's brandy is really authentic—how about this, an ice glass, a pinch of chili, and some lemon juice, let me taste it to see if it's salty enough!"

Peppy frowned slightly upon hearing this, which was practically a modified version of Johnny Silver Hand. "What about the other two?"

The other two smiled provocatively. "Tsk, Pepi, don't you have any sense? Of course we're drinking the best stuff."

Pepi paused for a moment. He really wanted to say that these idiots who came from the area near the wolves were full of ungrateful tales…

I've never tasted the saltiness of Wild Wolf Brandy. Back when I had no money, I would gulp down industrial beer.

Arguing with customers wasn't Peggy's style, so he obediently went to prepare the drinks. To be honest... he didn't really want to talk to these people, but they weren't going to let this honest bartender off the hook. In fact, Mrs. Wells had recently given word to the neighbors and the regulars at the Wolf Bar.

Don't give the Valentino gang on the coast any ammunition, lest they use it as a pretext to make trouble.

Wolf Bar is clearly a thorn in the side of Camilla's gang.

"Where's that idiot Jack?"

Peppy paused for a moment while shaking the glass, then continued mixing drinks with undivided attention. As he handed out two expensive cocktails and a glass of spicy brandy, Peppy stared at the group of idiots who were looking for trouble and said, "I remember when Jack got you out of the Whirlpool Gang, you were crying and begging for your parents?"

"Let's have a drink. Everyone knows each other well."

Peppy's words exposed the true colors of these guys who were pretending to be friendly or thought they had gained status.

However, after being retorted to this remark, the seemingly frivolous man's forehead vein twitched, and he chuckled, "Ah, of course, I almost became the man of the Valentino gang leader, what a pity I was blind to go after a charlatan, so—"

The chili powder in his glass bobbed and swished, "Stay away from love."

Pepi had no intention of pursuing the matter further. Since the other party had backed down, he was too lazy to say anything more.

Even though the Valentino gang's relationship with the neighborhood had become so strained, Mrs. Wells never refused to let gang members come and spend money here. She couldn't bring herself to maintain a balance and hoped that this unstable situation could just go on like this—she was caught in a web of emotions, and Peppy knew how difficult it was for her.

"Then, for your love, this drink is on me."

Pepi brought him another cup.

The troublemakers looked somewhat surprised, but that slight hesitation was quickly forgotten with the help of alcohol.

"Wow...that's fucking awesome!"

"I feel like Johnny Silverhand in the next life will be your M's tap water... Hey, it has to be Peppy."

Pepi smiled slightly.

The other person changed the subject, "But I heard you and your wife have been together for several years?"

"You managed to pick up such a hot girl. You used to be a top member of the Valentino gang."

Pepi nodded as he wiped the cup. “After all, you can only work hard for a few years when you’re young. I have to take care of my family and children—my wife also works at the company.”

The idiot laughed, "It's all thanks to the company's guaranteed income, no matter what. You see... even Mrs. Wells has to follow the company's orders. After all, we're just looking for peace of mind. We can't keep doing things that put our lives on the line for more than a few years—"

Peppy interrupted, “Hey, watch out, Mrs. Wells never does things the company wants. We each get what we need, and Haywood needs the money.”

To his surprise, the other party sneered and said, "Family, responsibility, a good excuse to escape."

"You said you were feeling pressured by your family, right...? But I heard your hot girl was quite the womanizer a few years ago. You're working so hard to earn money, you need to figure out if you're wasting your time. What I'm worried about is that she might be someone else's..."

Before the guy could finish speaking, Pepi reached out and grabbed him by the collar.

The bar fell silent instantly, all eyes turning to them. Some members of the Valentino gang already had their hands on their guns…

The music playing in the bar at that moment seemed so out of place.

The troublemaker, whose collar Peppy had grabbed, glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye, then pointed his chin at Peppy's raised fist. "Hit him. I need to see if Haywood still recognizes any of our gang members. That old woman from the Wells family thinks too highly of herself, assuming everyone who comes is one of us?"

Seeing the Valentino gang members stand up, Pepi immediately sensed something was wrong!
"Damn it, what are you going to do to Mrs. Wells?" "Go ahead and do it!"

The troublemaker still had a smile on his face. Seeing that Pepi was holding onto his collar and wouldn't let go, he suddenly grabbed a revolver from the counter and smashed it down on Pepi's head, causing blood to flow freely...

Pepi stumbled as a red mist filled his vision. The man in front of him twirled a gun in his hand, his expression full of mockery.

"Jack Wells really thinks he's something special? Thinks he can steal the Valentino Gang's thunder? And think those idiots in the Vortex Gang can handle him? Tsk..."

Peppy watched as the bar's patrons began to run outside, without making any aggressive moves.

“You’ve taken down the wolves, but the Haywoods aren’t stupid. Why would they want to do something illegal with you?”

Pepi clearly hadn't anticipated that Valentino's gang had such extraordinary ambitions this time.

The man jumped onto the counter, crouched down, and casually brandished his gun, the muzzle nearly hitting Peppi several times. "Ever since Heywood's company moved in, this isn't our territory anymore. Tonight, the neighbors will listen to us—"

“Peppy, if you betray Haywood, then you can just go with that old bastard.”

Violent takeover of the neighborhood?

The shooting has set the record straight. Mrs. Wells is the buffer between the company, the Haywoods, and the Valentino gang. Too many people distrust the company; something big is going to happen tonight.

Pepi didn't really believe the company would be so kind, but compared to now, the Valentino gang was clearly more dangerous.

“If Heywood wants to go back to the way it was before, a whole bunch of sycophantic troublemakers will die tonight. Once the company makes a move, the Valentino gang will be mixed up with Heywood’s men.”

That guy had a nasty smile.

"Guess what other games you guys play?"

Peppy knows what is right and what is wrong.

The Valentino gang has been going down a rough patch in recent years, engaging in everything from human trafficking to selling guns and drugs. If this continues, Heywood could become the birthplace of a second voodoo gang.

Pepi covered his head and stubbornly stood up.

The guy squatting on the counter had a hostile look in his eyes, pointing his gun at the guy's chest. He glared at the group of people, most of whom were regulars at Wild Wolves, and a few of whom had gone to cause trouble with the Vortex Gang with Jack yesterday... Now they had all become enemies besieging Wild Wolves.

"I thought that old woman was afraid of dying and would let the company dog ​​into the bar, but it turned out there was nothing there. Well... it saves me the trouble."

"Amigo, I really don't want to make things difficult for you. Why don't you set an example and come with us to spread the word to the neighbors?"

A member of the Valentino gang in the distance glanced at the phone call he had just made, half of them exchanged glances, and their guns were already aimed at their targets.

The madman on the counter was smug.

The only pity was not running into Jack. He was someone many of the Valentino gang members longed to see back. You could say that if Jack had been willing to come back, tonight's situation would have been extremely difficult.

"Bitch!"

"Mrs. Wells helped a dog... no, at least the dog knows to wag its tail!"

Unexpectedly, Peppy suddenly started swearing.

The man with the gun didn't expect Pepi to be such a fool.

The man with blood streaming from his head looked around. "Think about it, you're broke. Mrs. Wells has never shortchanged you on food or drink... How many times has Mrs. Wells saved you bastards from the NCPD's clutches?!"

For a moment, some of the Valentino gang members looked at each other in bewilderment.

Camilla's considerations were undeniably thorough; she used only pure-blooded members of the Valentino gang, aiming to prevent the company from intervening. Now, the collapse of the Cuban and González factions has prompted Camilla to completely abandon all pretense and seemingly wage a gang-level war against the Heywood district.

Even if it might attract the attention of the NCPD, or even provoke the Terrorist Mobile Unit, Camilla wants this place to return to its former terrible state.

"come!"

Pepi was clearly driven by his gang mentality, and the adrenaline made him forget his fear—he immediately rushed out and, taking advantage of the moment when the people around him were still in shock, he actually tried to subdue the troublemaker first!

"You're really asking for it!"

The moment the man crouching on the counter raised his gun, Pepi, rushing forward, saw the dark muzzle and instinctively ducked down.

boom!
Pepi heard a sharp whistling sound in his ear, and the bullet shattered a row of glass cups. However, he felt no pain and ignored the possibility of a second shot, so he pounced on the guy!
However, as he angrily raised his fist, he realized that the guy beneath him was staring intently into his sockets, and everyone around him was looking away. A few wisps of smoke were rising from the muzzles of guns belonging to a group of people further inside the bar.

what's the situation? !

Pepi never expected that Valentino's gang would be there to help Wild Wolf in his crisis. However, in such a chaotic situation, once a gunshot is fired, there will be no turning back...

Realizing what was happening, Pepi snatched the convulsing, dying troublemaker from the ground and slipped away behind a pillar in the Wild Wolf Bar.

The situation was completely out of control.

The wolves were like sparks thrown into a frying pan, and gunfire erupted throughout the entire block in an instant!
In the cramped space, the densely packed crowd exchanged fire, and the brightly colored neon signs were quickly stained with blood. Some people screamed, some cursed, and one of the Valentino gang members who had first drawn his gun and shot the leader dead roared, "Call that idiot Jack right now!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a bullet knocked him to the ground.

For these pure-blooded Valentino gang members, large-caliber revolvers are their favorite, but also the weapon that kills them.

The guy who had fallen was being dragged by his companions all the way to the second floor. Were there any other people shot and falling headfirst from the second floor? Pepi raised his gun and tried his best to identify the targets. He gritted his teeth and hurriedly crawled to the back. These Valentino gang members who had saved his life and delayed Camilla here were probably Jack's close friends in the gang. He had to find a way to open the back door staircase so that they could get out first.

On the border between the Valentino gang and the neighborhood, a large group of people hid in the night. Without exception, they all looked like company employees, and upon closer inspection, their clothes were covered with the logo of Dreamers.

Camilla flicked the cigarette in her hand, sending a burst of sparks flying.

"Whether they're honest or not, they're all buried on that street! If you've made a move, get out of here quickly, lest our people accidentally hurt you. Once Mrs. Wells is dead and you've been driven back, this matter will be considered settled."

Camilla's orders were decisive.

The sign of the Wild Wolf Bar gleamed in his eyes as the gunshot rang out. "Brother, forgive me, Haywood must be ours, the Wells family... are in our way."

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(End of this chapter)