The Creators: From Night City

This action put Huopao's heart at ease.

He sighed and waved his hand, and except for the bodyguard behind him, the rest of his brothers obediently went out.

What follows is the less glorious part for the Six Street Gang.

"Mr. Sable, may I call you that?"

"You still have some manners." Jiang Bing said to the other party in a sarcastic tone.

Huopao laughed dryly and didn't care at all.

"The Sixth Street Gang is backed by Military Technology, which has been secretly supporting them by providing them with money and guns."

Jiang Bing was not surprised by the other party's revelations. "Anyone who is not stupid can guess this. Since you have sent all your men away, hurry up and tell us something useful."

"But the company isn't doing charity, and their stuff isn't so easy to get."

Huopao took a deep puff of the cigar in his hand.

Chapter 171: First Meeting with Meredith Stout

The United States's Joint Intelligence Agency would occasionally give the Sixth Street Gang some orders to do some work on the battlefield. We usually picked up whatever we could to earn a living. After all, New America is our mother country."

"Rick Morton, on the other hand, has been working for a big shot in the military technology industry, but he's overstepping his bounds."

Huopao touched the blue armband on his left arm and continued to explain to Jiang Bing.

"After all, the Sixth Street Gang is not a tool for him to make money, and the lives of the brothers are not toys for him to use to curry favor with the bigwigs above."

"So you want to kill him and replace him?" Jiang Bing teased.

"Don't say such harsh words." Huopao defended himself.

"During the years he was in charge, he committed robbery, extortion, arms trafficking, and vehicle theft. He turned the Sixth Street Gang into a mess."

"You mean you're setting things right." Jiang Bing summarized his next speech in advance and spoke before the other person did.

"Don't be ridiculous. According to what you said, Rick Morton has been doing this for a long time. What have you been doing before?"

Huopao was left speechless by Jiang Bing's refutation.

"Let me guess, there have been changes in the internal management of Militech?"

This time Huopao was surprised by Jiang Bing's political acumen.

"It seems that someone has come looking for you." Jiang Bing revealed the truth without any difficulty.

"But I don't care about that, and I can tell you clearly that Rick Morton must have climbed up the ladder of another company recently."

Huopao suddenly raised his head, staring at Jiang Bing, thinking about the information released by the other party.

Who else could the Gao Zhi that Jiang Bing was referring to be other than Walls, the director of the food department of Night City Biotechnology?

"Why, if you don't believe me, then you can press on step by step and not allow people to start a new business and fight for their lives."

"No wonder." There was a hint of realization in Huopao's tone.

"I suppose Meredith Stout would be interested in this."

Huo Pao put out his cigar. "Mr. Sable, I'm here to contact Meredith Stout. She must have some information about Rick Morton."

He took the chip back from the bodyguard and gestured to Jiang Bing, "With this, I believe we can all get what we want."

At this point, the transaction is basically completed.

Huo Pao got up and started contacting Meredith Stout on the balcony. After some wrangling, Huo Pao returned with five parts joy and five parts worry.

"Meredith Stout does have information about Rick Morton, but she specifically wants to talk to you in person."

After he finished speaking, he carefully examined Jiang Bing's expression. Seeing that this cyborg-like monster didn't respond, he cautiously probed: "I wonder what your plan is, Mr. Sabul."

"I'll talk to her."

"Now let's talk about my compensation." Jiang Bing looked at the cannon, "With Xiongguo Street as the boundary, the north belongs to you and the south belongs to me. This is your impolite apology."

"That's not good." When it came to interests, Huo Pao was unwilling to give in. "After all, Mr. Sabul can't take care of such a big place by yourself."

"[Anti-Entropy] can handle it." Jiang Bing's words reminded Huo Pao of the recent major events in Night City, and his expression changed drastically.

"The madman who slaughtered an entire terrorist squad some time ago is one of yours!"

Huopao's expression was extremely grim. Despite this, he still said to Jiang Bing, "The Sixth Street Gang isn't just mine, and this matter can't be resolved by my decision."

"They can't beat you, Cannon. You don't have to underestimate yourself." Jiang Bing shook his head and said with certainty.

"As long as you acknowledge it, you don't have to worry about the rest. We will take care of everything."

With a chilling tone, Jiang Bing half threatened and half declared, "After all, we do have some tricks up our sleeves."

The artillery finally chose to surrender under the threat of death.

Jiang Bing did not take his promise too seriously. Even if it was a written treaty between the two countries, it would be just a piece of scrap paper when not needed. What's more, it was just a verbal agreement.

But he believed that the more famous the name of [Anti-Entropy] became in Night City, the more Cannon would value this agreement.

By then, even if Jiang Bing said something was false, he would still have to have the great scholars of the Six Street Gang to argue for him.

…………

Militech and Arasaka are the two giants of Night City. However, unlike the Arasaka Tower in the center of the company square, Militech's various weapons stores are spread all over the streets and alleys of the city.

As an agent of the special operations department, Meredith Stout did not have a fixed office in the traditional sense, so the place where she met Jiang Bing was set in an abandoned drainage ditch.

The drainage ditch was wide enough for horses to run on, but it was not a normal road after all, and could not accommodate the fat and strong Thracian 388 Jefferson.

So he had to get out of the car and walk.

Meredith was an older woman with a long face and short hair, with the decisiveness of a soldier and the exhausted feeling of a company dog.

The recent changes in senior management were like a turbid torrent, sweeping her away. The removal of her boss made her lose her familiar support and she became like a rootless duckweed in the company.

As a result, more fatigue and stress made her face look dull and old, as if she had entered the most serious stage of menopause.

When Jiang Bing arrived, the woman was attacking the kidney of an unlucky guy. Master Jiang took a look and thought her technique was pretty good.

Beating someone won’t kill them, but it will hurt.

"Hey, are you busy?"

With the relaxed feeling of the Star-Spangled Banner in Old Night City, Jiang Bing felt genuinely relieved about this scene of torture.

That's the taste.

"You kid, you're quite courageous."

Once a woman enters menopause, she will become very irritable and speak harshly.

"How did you know about Anthony Gilchrist?"

"Rick Morton's hiding place." Jiang Bing stretched out his hands, indicating that one hand would pay the other hand would deliver the goods.

"Hmph." Meredith, who was a former secret agent, had no intention of talking nonsense. He waved his hand and the left protector beside him stepped forward, ready to restrain Jiang Bing and repeat the same trick he had used on the unlucky guy just now.

Looking at the big man in a suit approaching, Jiang Bing sighed, raised his leg and kicked him in the heart, sending him flying.

The military-tech fighter, half of his body covered with iron lumps, slid quickly for more than ten meters along the ground with his buttocks on the ground, like a wild goose falling on the sand, and finally hit the concrete wall of the drainage ditch, completing the whole set of difficult movements elegantly.

The other man subconsciously pulled out his gun, but Jiang Bing approached and grabbed his right hand holding the gun.

Jiang Bingzhi flattened the arm of the 'Strike III' combat prosthetic, which was made mainly of super-hard aluminum alloy. He then punched the opponent's head just below the corner of his twitching eye. This punch directly embedded the opponent's head into the trunk armor of the 'Curtis Security 2066' parked nearby.

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Militech is indeed a large company, and its fighters are not only tough-tempered but also tough-minded.

Even under such an impact, the person was still alive. It is estimated that the entire skull had to be modified with prosthetics, replaced with high-strength materials, and a shock-absorbing device was added.

"Are people in military technology used to being domineering?" Jiang Bing asked impatiently.

"Hehe, you bitch, you hit a wall~"

Without the restraint of his left and right guards, the unfortunate man fell to the ground, but he did not forget to ridicule Meredith.

As a senior agent of military technology, Meredith is certainly not a person who just wants to work for nothing. At least his body flexibility is far superior to that of artillery.

The second after her two subordinates were disabled, the military technology combat assessment system under her forehead immediately raised the threat level of the attacker to the maximum, and promptly updated the assessment of the possibility of the owner of the aircraft surviving from the opponent's hands.

0%

So she casually raised her hands to show that she was not a threat.

"Kill her, she can give me double what she gives you." The unlucky guy seized every opportunity to turn the tables.

"Shut up." Meredith kicked the other person in the face with her high heels, swallowing his next words back into her stomach.

"I think there's a misunderstanding between us, my friend."

"Whatever you want, as long as it's reasonable, military technology will satisfy you."

Seeing that force was useless, the female agent skillfully switched to the track of political intrigue.

Jiang Bing sighed, "Why do you big shots have so many tricks up your sleeve? Don't make me tell you Rick Morton's hiding place for the third time."

The other person tried to put on a flattering smile and said, "To be honest, I'm looking for him too."

"Then there is nothing." Jiang Bing's eyes have become very dangerous.

"I have a clue and I believe I will find him soon."

"Don't believe him. This bitch is almost done for. The boss she sold her ass to please has been fired by the company, and now she can't even protect herself." The unlucky guy covered his leaky mouth and shouted.

Jiang Bing turned and looked at the other person.

"Sir, if you kill him, I promise to give you double what she can give you."

"Rick Morton's hideout."

The other person's chattering mouth suddenly stopped.

"He is Anthony Gilchrist." With the help of the combat assessment system, after a simple weighing, Meredith revealed the other party's identity.

"I guarantee that Rick Morton's whereabouts are hidden in his head." The female agent said with certainty.

Jiang Bing squatted down and looked at the other man's bloodstained fat face kindly. "Will you tell me the whereabouts of Rick Morton?"

The unlucky guy's silent protest expressed through silence is very clear.

So, while Meredith's eyes were twitching wildly, Jiang Bing quickly and efficiently broke her neck, turned it twice, and pulled her head off her shoulders like pulling a carrot.

"You owe me a life, you'd better remember it." After saying this to the woman, Jiang Bing patted his butt and walked away in a leisurely manner.

Looking at the other person's back as he walked away with his head in his hand, Meredith had thousands of words in her heart, which fermented and merged into one sentence.

"I mean the news is in his head, not in his head."

…………

The western part of Night City, now the Badlands, was originally all rolling mountains. However, since Night City was established here and land reclamation was started, a large number of mountains have been filled into Coronado Bay and Mission Bay in the west.

The terrain structure has been changed, and the surface vegetation has been destroyed by viral weapons, resulting in this place becoming a harsh place with poor mountains and bad waters, unsuitable for human habitation.

Or you can call it the Land of Sin.

The reason why the Badlands is called the Badlands is because it is covered with dirt (crossed out).

This is mainly due to three factors.

Poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people.

Biotechnology protein farms are particularly prone to producing unruly people because of factors such as large numbers of employees, complex personnel structure, high work pressure, harsh external environment, and even worse internal environment.

The most representative group among them is naturally cyberpsychosis.

The protein farm covers a huge area, almost as large as the entire Taiping State, and the biotechnology employee apartment area is located in the center of the protein farm.

An unmanned bus slowly drove to the entrance of the spacious park, delivering a new batch of fresh supplies.

A few people in the distant desert focused their attention on the fierce battle in the distance.

Everyone was watching the cyber psychopath being hunted down by the biotech security department. He had almost half a pound of bullets embedded in his body, but he was still alive and kicking, just like the bugs in the protein farm next to him.

Of course, more of the Anti-Entropy staff's attention is still focused on the rejuvenated Logan.

"I never thought you looked like this when you were young. You have a cowboy vibe."