The Creators: From Night City

The dancers formed a circle, their movements alternating between syncing devices, sometimes in unison, sometimes interlaced, as if they were engaged in a tense computation. Their transformed bodies twisted and spun with unbridled force, projecting power and sensuality. Each leap seemed to break free from the constraints of gravity and soar into the virtual clouds.

Of course, the people outside the stage just want them to fly to their beds.

Halfway through their dance, the dancers had already begun casting their electric eyes towards the crowd outside the stage, their eyes full of desire and teasing.

As a less famous dance troupe in Night City, these people don't get much money just for dancing here, and everything depends on the "commission".

Of course, with such great efforts, the effect is self-evident. After the dance, many dancers dispersed into the crowd and quickly paired up with each other.

With beauties by their side, these celebrities who are usually well-dressed looked at each other, and tacitly agreed to go to the room on the second floor one after another, either in pairs, or in groups, or..., or in a friendly, or friendly, or angry way.

There is a saying in life that the most effective way for men to deepen their relationship is to have carried guns together, shared the spoils, studied in the same classroom, and visited prostitutes together.

So this is just basic social operation, don’t mess with it.

Watching Walls Stern hugging a blonde dancer as he walked out of the banquet hall and went up to the second floor, Jiang Bing lay behind him without saying a word.

This guy looks righteous, but in fact he is an old pervert who is blinded by lust. He hasn't even finished walking up the stairs, but his hand is already on the dancer's butt.

Jiang Bing paused briefly at the corner of the second-floor corridor and watched the two people enter the room in the middle of the corridor.

After waiting for a few more minutes, Jiang Bing guessed that the fire inside had already started, so he walked towards the corresponding room with his head down.

The second floor of this luxury ship has a large number of independent rooms, all of which are specially soundproofed to facilitate guests to discuss and do business.

Of course, it also made it convenient for Jiang Bing to do his work.

Stepping on the thick and soft carpet, Jiang Bing moved his wrist slightly, thinking about whether to let the other party choke to death from drinking, or let the other party slip and fall to death on the corner of the table, or let the other party get his left foot land first when getting out of bed and get his testicles pulled and die from the pain.

Anyway, the cause of death is not important, as long as it looks like a normal death, it can be regarded as an explanation to Mr. Blue Eyes.

Jiang Bing easily opened the mechanical lock of the room door, so smoothly that it didn't even make a sound.

As soon as he entered the room, he did not hear the expected heavy breathing and groaning. Instead, the whole room was surprisingly quiet.

As the Poseidon only accommodates the upper class elite, even on a passenger ship with limited space, the single rooms are made extremely spacious.

At least this room of Walls Stern has everything including a living room, bathroom and bedroom, and is more spacious than the apartment Gloria originally rented.

Jiang Bing frowned and just as he crossed the living room, he saw Wals Stern in the bedroom from afar.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed with his back facing up, looking peaceful. He only needed to put his hands together before he could be buried in the coffin. However, judging from his dead pig-like appearance, it was likely that he had been ambushed by someone.

The dancer who entered with him was nowhere to be seen.

When Jiang Bing was about to move forward, a vague ripple suddenly appeared in the empty air on the side.

An ambush followed.

Boss Jiang raised his head to dodge the attack on his head, touched the ground with his toes, and slid back half a meter in an instant.

Optical camouflage!

The optical camouflage on the attacker was incredibly effective. Even with the intense activity at this moment, there was no sign of him being visible. Only a vague, uncoordinated, and distorted outline was exposed in the air.

In this situation, as an opponent, it would be difficult to even see the opponent's movements, let alone respond.

The carefully prepared ambush was discovered as soon as they met. The other party immediately adjusted Jiang Bing's threat to the highest level. The already blurry figure disappeared in an instant. It was obvious that he had activated Sian Westin and entered the "time stop" state.

When the attacker appeared again, he was already close to Jiang Bing. The air was twisted and rippled unnaturally due to the interference of the opponent's optical camouflage. The shrill whistling sound was instantly close to Jiang Bing's face with the opponent's high-speed attack.

If Wals Stern was conscious at this moment, he would be able to see Jiang Bing's three heads flashing out in an instant, thus avoiding the enemy's high-speed attack in the "time-stop" state.

Chapter 276: Fierce Fight in the Cabin

Jiang Bing dodged the opponent's palm knife stab by a hair's breadth, and accurately pressed back the opponent's knee strike while he was in an invisible state. While interrupting the next combo, he directly kicked the opponent out of the camouflage state of "time stop" and optical camouflage.

The opponent was kicked directly against the wall by Jiang Bing's attack with reserved strength. He turned over suddenly with extraordinary force, sticking to the wall like Spider-Man, ready to fight back. When he saw that Jiang Bing had no intention of pursuing the victory, he landed lightly on the ground again.

After suffering such a severe blow, the opponent's optical camouflage finally began to fail.

Accompanied by a large number of tiny hexagonal light spots flashing, the attacker's true face finally appeared in front of Jiang Bing.

It was indeed that ballet dancer.

The other party's pair of prosthetic eyes were flashing with blazing light, and at this moment they were desperately scanning the prosthetic data transmission gateway on Jiang Bing's body, so as to implant the magic puppet.

But after scanning for a long time, the other party was unable to capture any prosthetic signal.

"You didn't install Sian Westin?" the other party asked in surprise.

In her opinion, she was in a state of "time stop" during the close combat between the two of them. According to the result, the opponent could keep up with her speed and suppress her in all directions, so he should also be in a state of "time stop".

So when she failed in close combat, she immediately tried to invade the opponent's prosthesis and try to interfere with him.

Faced with the enemy's questions, Jiang Bing had no intention of answering. Instead, he kept glancing at the other party with a frown.

The two had just had a brief physical contact, and Jiang Bing, the "cyber old Chinese doctor", intuited that the other party's touch was not right.

"Laboratory-grade optical camouflage, the ability to continuously interrupt the prototype Si'an Westin, the network hacking warehouse, plus your limb prostheses, and the subcutaneous armor on your abdomen must also be high-end products specially customized by the laboratory. Otherwise, with the force I just used, you wouldn't be able to stand up."

"Which big company did this guy offend? I don't think even Arasaka or Militech can find two people as skilled in prosthetic modification as you."

The other party didn't expect that as soon as the two of them met, his background would be exposed, so he inevitably looked a little unnatural.

Jiang Bing looked at her face and suddenly uttered a soft "eh".

The passive skill of 'Cyber ​​Old Chinese Medicine Practitioner' is activated.

"You still have a camouflage-type faceplate on your face?"

The other party was completely shocked this time.

She asked in disbelief, "Has biotechnology scanning technology advanced to this point?"

Jiang Bing paced around the unknown person disguised as a ballet dancer, looking at him carefully as if he had seen a rare toy.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not the same kind of person as the one lying on the bed."

"Come to think of it, what's your prosthetic transformation rate? I'm afraid it's over 80%. It's amazing that you haven't gone crazy yet."

When Jiang Bing said this, he looked like an evil scientist.

"No comment."

The other party had a cold face and was very resistant to Jiang Bing's casual conversation.

As the structure on the side of the opponent's forearm prosthesis reversed, a pair of metal daggers rarely seen on the market pierced through the camouflage prosthetic covering patch and popped out.

These two fist darts are semicircular in shape, more than 30 centimeters in length, and fit closely against the lower end of the opponent's palm. There are hollow blood-draining grooves on the top. One can tell from the craftsmanship that they are also high-end products.

"I advise you to calm down."

Before Jiang Bing finished speaking, the other party's figure had disappeared.

The reason for the conversation between the two was purely because the other party wanted to buy time and wait for the prosthesis on his body to cool down and recharge.

As for Jiang Bing, he just wanted to chat a little.

With the optical camouflage activated and the help of the silencer joints in his feet, the opponent silently moved around Jiang Bing's side and prepared to deliver a kidney shot to his waist.

As a result, before the punch was thrown, Jiang Bingren had already left the spot.

Under the other party's horrified gaze, he was the first to arrive, instantly stretched out his hand to grab the other party's arm, swung the man around and habitually wanted to throw him to the ground, but halfway through he suddenly remembered that he was on a boat.

Considering the degree of his prosthetic transformation, his weight must be at least 150 kilograms. If he were to be thrown hard by me, he would probably crash into the room downstairs like a cannonball.

Thinking of this, Jiang Bing subconsciously loosened his grip on the opponent's arm, allowing the enemy to use his strength to flexibly turn over and adjust his body in the air like a tabby cat, with his feet accurately kicking the wall as a buffer.

As the opponent's feet touched the wall, jagged metal claws instantly extended from the soles of its feet, piercing the camouflage coating that was also used to change the color of the prosthesis's appearance, biting into the wall, and cooperating with the opponent's nails that were digging into the wall, it successfully fixed itself firmly to the wall again.

Although the whole person was hanging on the wall, the attacker's chest was unconsciously heaving violently, and his face was full of disbelief.

You have to know that she was driving a Sian Westin just now, but when the other party moved, she could only watch, and her body could not keep up with the other party's reaction at all.

The Swan Westin she was wearing was a custom-made product that was not available on the market. She didn't believe that anyone could be that fast.

Jiang Bing stretched his shoulders and prepared to step forward to deal with the other party.

Unexpectedly, the other party quickly waved his hand to signal a ceasefire.

"You don't want to make any noise, right?" Although she was asking a question, her tone was very firm.

"There is no conflict of interest between the two of us, so there is no need to fight to the death."

The other party realized that he could not win the fight and began to try to reason.

"I only got on board as a dancer. The biotech director inside has nothing to do with me. I'm only here because he was unlucky enough to choose me."

"Yeah." Jiang Bing responded softly to show his agreement.

"With your prosthetic body that can hold its own against a heavy hammer, that loser inside really has no right to disturb you."

"Looking at your waiter's attire, I know you're here to seek revenge. How about we just call a truce and not interfere with each other?"

The opponent retracted his claws and fell back to the ground silently.

Jiang Bing looked at the other person's eyebrows, eyes and mouth, and the more he looked, the more inconsistent he felt. It was like looking at an empty and dull mask, which made his "craftsman" obsessive-compulsive disorder almost kick in.

"Isn't it impolite to hold someone else's face when negotiating with them?"

The other party thought Jiang Bing wanted her to show her sincerity, so she shrugged her shoulders, and a nano-wave appeared on her face, transforming into another expression.

Looking at the other person's face, which was still full of disharmony, Jiang Bing said in a deep voice, "If you want to show your sincerity, don't use a fake face to fool people."

"No way, friend, you can even see this!" The other party was extremely surprised and could hardly believe it.

Chapter 277 Dangerous Girl

Looking at Jiang Bing, who was just standing there and emitting a crazy sense of oppression, the other party pondered for two seconds, as if he had made a difficult decision, and finally chose to compromise.

As nano waves surged on her face again, a pretty face full of two-dimensional style appeared in front of Jiang Bing.

This face has big, KISS ME two-dimensional eyes that are much bigger than those of ordinary people. The pink prosthetic eyes are wrapped in cat-like vertical pupils that are full of the atmosphere of a middle school student. Under the small nose are slightly upturned lips. The moment people see it, they will think of the two-dimensional Catwoman.

Although this face is filled with both technology and hard work, the feeling of disharmony finally disappeared.

"I haven't used this face in a long time. This handsome guy, please be responsible if you see him."

As his face changed, the other person's whole style seemed to have changed a lot. Even his voice became a two-dimensional voice with a hint of temptation and teasing.

Looking at the other person's highly recognizable face, Jiang Bing was moved. He took a few more glances at the torn prosthetic camouflage coating and confirmed that the original color of the other person's prosthetic hands and feet was a lovely pink.

These elements put together couldn't help but remind him of a once famous company.

"Are you 'Danger Girl'?"

The other person's body stiffened slightly, and Jiang Bing instantly realized that he was right.

"This is interesting."

"Arasaka Michiko is still running it privately."

"Oh, it seems like you've seen through my identity."

After Jiang Bing revealed his identity, the other party finally stopped hiding. He just relaxed his body slightly, but his whole style suddenly changed, making him look like a lazy cat.

"Now that you know his identity, you should understand that we are not enemies. Can you let him go?" The other party pinched his lips and looked like a skeleton monkey.

But it's not their fault. Michiko Arasaka made her debut in the United States as a two-dimensional idol. Her image of wearing cat ears and JK clothes was once popular all over the United States. Her popularity was so high that she could even influence public opinion and influence the decisions of the new US government.

The 'Dangerous Girl Detective Agency' she later founded focused on the two-dimensional cyber catwoman detective, providing private detective services specifically for wealthy people. It once dominated the detective market in the United States and even European countries.

If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked too. It is understandable that the other party behaves like this.

How popular was "Dangerous Girls"? It can be said that in the 1940s and 1950s, basically all the popular film and television works were inseparable from this group of cyber catwomen.

However, in exchange for Arasaka Michiko's return to Arasaka Corporation, the 'Dangerous Girl Detective Agency' was forced to close at the request of Arasaka Saburo.

Of course, looking at the 'dangerous girl' standing in front of him, Jiang Bing didn't think that Arasaka Michiko would really listen to her cold-blooded grandfather and burn all her hard work.

At the very least, the most elite forces among the "Dangerous Girls" should have been secretly transferred underground by Michiko Arasaka, and until today, they are still firmly in her hands.

"Interesting" Jiang Bing looked at the other person.

He was thinking about how to contact Arasaka after getting the things from the underwater base.

This is not a pillow that comes when you are sleepy.

"Based on your strength, you are considered one of the top fighters under Arasaka Michiko, yet you appear on this unknown ship."

"Arasaka's third-in-command has sent out a fighter like you. It seems there is something that she cares about very much." Jiang Bing walked around the 'dangerous girl' who was facing a great enemy and entered the bedroom.

He went to check on Walls Stern's condition and found that he had not used any brutal force, he was just unconscious.