Cyberpunk: I didn't cheat.

Chapter 97 What are you trying to hold onto?

The trauma team reported the presence of a cyber lunatic before being wiped out, and the Terrorist Mobile Unit is on its way.

The shrill whistle of the hovercar signaled their imminent arrival.

"Mann! I will fight alongside you."

David removed the "Peace is Precious" attachment from his sidearm "Short and Powerful Demon" and replaced it with an armor-piercing magazine.

His gun was steadily pointed at the darkness, at those Black Deaths.

"David————"

"It's okay, Mann. Screw the Terrorist SWAT team, let them come at us!"

Mann, I'll fight alongside you, we can definitely do it!

We will definitely get through this, and then—”

David had stopped thinking about Arakawa and the data; he regretted not acting out of spite, not letting Mann's words influence him—

Warning! Keep away!

The glaringly red notification box was reflected on the ground.

Terrorist SWAT Team!

Sweat beaded on David's forehead and dripped into his eyes, but David kept staring straight ahead, ignoring the stinging in his eyes.

His breathing became increasingly rapid due to tension, but his hands became increasingly steady.

"David".

Mann's prosthetic hand gripped David's pistol.

"I'm happy, but that's enough."

He pressed David's gun barrel downwards.

Why?

David had his head down, and the two of them seemed to be standing together in the scorching sun.

Mann gently patted David's face.

"This is my end, but you must live on. You have the ability to protect others, so run! Aren't you faster than everyone else? Now, run!"

David looked up at Mann's face, tears streaming down his face.

boom!

David opened his mouth wide, as if he were screaming, or as if he was about to vomit his soul.

Lucy kept calling David's name from inside the car until a loud explosion reached her ears.

The red flower in Lucy's eyes when she called out was as if she had witnessed the explosion and the loss of David.

Bang!

Lucy looked up.

David was already seated in the passenger seat, burying his head in the arms of the man who had been carried out.

As the car drove along the road, real sunlight pierced the sky.

David stared blankly ahead, a tear falling from his eye.

Its daybreak.

Its daybreak.

When Li Ying arrived at the clinic, she heard Rivero and Cha talking and laughing in the operating room.

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Thankfully, everyone is alright!

She carried breakfast into the operating room.

But then they saw Vito, his body wrapped in blood-soaked bandages, assembling Little Cha's body.

She covered her mouth to prevent herself from making a sound and disturbing Vito.

She wanted to go out first, but her legs wouldn't obey her commands.

"?"

Vito turned his head and saw Liying standing in the doorway.

Good morning!

Liying rushed to Vito, her hand hesitantly outstretched in mid-air, wanting to touch Vito but not daring to, afraid of hurting Vito's wound.

Vito pressed her hand to his face.

"Don't worry, these are just superficial injuries. I've already seen Old Wei, and it's nothing serious."

Liying nodded vigorously, afraid to blink for fear of tears falling.

"I'm going to pick up Gloria; you need to change your bandages!"

Liying gently withdrew her hand, as if afraid of breaking a bubble.

She put down her breakfast, picked up the dangerously-driving external steering wheel, and ran out.

The engine's deep roar suddenly exploded, the tires screeched against the ground, kicking up plumes of blue smoke, and the accelerator was floored. The car shot off like an arrow, leaving the clinic behind in an instant.

Liying slammed on the gas pedal, constantly overtaking the vehicles blocking her way.

A bend suddenly appeared ahead, but she showed no sign of slowing down. With a slight turn of her wrist, she deftly turned the steering wheel, her foot perfectly coordinated with the clutch and accelerator.

The rear of the car suddenly swung sideways, the tires screeching on the asphalt, white smoke billowing everywhere, the car body perfectly cut into the curve along the curb, the whole drifting maneuver was smooth and fluid, without the slightest hesitation or loss of control.

The car slid sideways around the curve. She straightened the steering wheel slightly, lightly pressed the accelerator, and instantly straightened the car, the engine roaring again.

beep~ beep~

"Hello, Liying, why are you calling so early?"

"Gloria, have you gone out?"

"I was just about to leave, what's wrong?"

"I'm almost at your building, Vito! Vito's injured! Dr. Victor bandaged him up, and he said he's fine, but the wound is bleeding!"

Gloria immediately grabbed her coat from the sofa and rushed downstairs to the apartment building.

"Don't panic, Liying, I'll be right down."

Just as Gloria rushed downstairs, Liying's car arrived. She executed a drift, stopping smoothly in front of Gloria while simultaneously making a U-turn.

After Gloria got into the car, Li Ying stepped on the gas and drove Gloria toward the Gunfire Children's Clinic.

"How is Vito doing?"

"When I saw him, he was assembling Little Cha's body. He was covered in bandages. He told me not to worry, but I couldn't help but worry, so I came to pick you up first."

"You did a great job, Liying. Let's head over there first."

Liying nodded, focusing on the complex road conditions before her, weaving through the morning traffic, and soon arrived at the Gunfire Children's Clinic.

Before the car had come to a complete stop, Gloria jumped out. Liying gripped the steering wheel tightly, let out a sigh of relief, and then burst into tears.

"Wuhu~ Look brand new, get dressed, Xiao Cha."

Inside the operating room, Vito patted Cha's simulated abdominal muscles.

The door slid open, and a red-haired figure rushed in.

Good morning, Gloria.

Gloria didn't reply; she quickly put on her medical gown.

"Lie down in the chair, you're bleeding!"

"It's nothing, it's just—"

"Lie down!"

Vito had no choice but to obey.

Gloria sat down and gently soaked the gauze stuck to the wound with sterile saline solution. Her movements were gentle and steady, without any haste or impatience.

Pinch the edge of the gauze with your fingertips, gently applying a wet compress to soften the wound, avoiding the newly formed tender flesh, with just the right amount of care.

Once the dried scabs had completely softened, she gently peeled them off with a steady hand, following the direction of skin growth, her movements fluid and efficient throughout.

When encountering areas where the fibers are tightly adhered, use a cotton swab dipped in saline solution to gently massage and loosen the fibers in a circular motion, preventing the wound from being pulled further.

Gloria used just the right amount of force, quickly and completely removing the sticky gauze while minimizing damage to the wound, without even pulling on the surrounding skin and flesh.

After cleaning the wound, she skillfully disinfected it, applied new gauze, and neatly bandaged it.

After doing all this, Gloria breathed a sigh of relief. She had just carefully examined the wounds and found that they were not serious; some of the minor cuts were even healing.

"Thank you, Gloria."

"Mr. Vito, please take better care of yourself next time!"

"Uh, I will."

The operating room door was opened once again.

Liying, her eyes red, was carrying a large bag of food.

She smiled, but the smile looked very unnatural compared to usual.

"The breakfast we just had got cold, so I bought some new breakfast. Let's all eat together!"

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