From Gotham to Night City, my infamy is known to all.

"You've had a tough day. Did everything go smoothly?"

Leo smiled and waved to her.

V responded with a smile and quickly walked to his side.

Just as she was about to get intimate with him, she noticed something unusual: "Leo... why do you smell like Sasha?"

Leo's expression remained unchanged, because this was a flaw he had deliberately left unexplained.

"I just used Sasha's hacker bathtub, so it might have picked up a little bit of the smell."

V, unwilling to give up, sniffed all over him and found that it was true; Sasha's scent emanated evenly from all directions.

She thought back to the hackers' equipment and could understand it, but she still felt uneasy.

Didn't you shower after using it?

"I washed it. It's just that your nose is too sensitive; I can't even smell it myself."

That's true, and V reluctantly accepted it.

She decided to give Leo a good bath that night to get rid of Sasha's smell...

The returning group reported the situation at Stone Ridge Mountain to Leo; in short, everything was normal.

The homeless are busy with infrastructure construction;

The company soldiers were busy conducting a carpet search in the desert in the eastern suburbs. They found no clues about the convoy, but instead wiped out the hidden Night Wanderers and the Chaotic Blade Society.

While the ladies were away, Jack plopped down next to Leo and started chatting with him:

"Let me tell you, the scene was absolutely amazing. More than a dozen hovercraft were lined up in a row, spaced a dozen meters apart, and various thermal imagers, sonar scanners, and electromagnetic scanners were used to turn the eastern suburbs upside down."

"Don't even mention ghosts roaming the night; even a mouse hiding in a burrow can't escape their detection!"

Upon hearing this, Leo quickly opened his bounty account and took a look.

Good grief, these people in the company didn't forget to collect their bonuses; they're trying to fleece him.

Chapter 334 "Four-Eyes" Faraday

After chatting for a while, a sumptuous dinner was served.

Leo doesn't have the rule that you can't talk while eating; everyone speaks freely.

He took the opportunity to mention that he was going to meet Faraday at the Rebirth Bar at 8 p.m.

After hearing the whole story, no one objected to his decision—after several collaborations, Mann's team had left a good impression on them, and having such an auxiliary team would make them more manpower-rich.

As a veteran in the mercenary world, V ate his grilled meat while recalling information about Faraday:

“Faraday, a middleman active in the Santo Domingo region, is quite well-known there, even more senior than the old captain. Hmm… I don’t know him well. Ever since I got dizzy from delivering goods to the dam, I’ve tried to avoid missions there.”

Leo ate his shrimp tempura and casually waved his hand:

"Hey, don't overthink it. I already told you, he's just a second-rate guy. He's a complete idiot who doesn't even know his own place and dreams of getting above everyone else in the company with some petty tricks."

He misjudged the value of Lucy and David, and even lured the cybernetic body to Arasaka Tower. Even if David hadn't finished him off then, Arasaka certainly wouldn't have let him off the hook.

Leo despised this guy who was so stupid he couldn't see the situation clearly and even betrayed his own mercenaries.

After dinner, he chatted with his friends while watching TV, and it was almost eight o'clock before he lazily led the team to set off.

They arrived at the Laisheng Bar just before the agreed time.

Surrounded by electronic music and packed with people, this is the current state of Laisheng Bar tonight.

the reason is simple,

The big companies are going crazy. Mercenaries who don't want to get involved and become cannon fodder should put down their work and lie low for a few days first.

Leo suspected that this was why Faraday insisted on forcing Mann's team to take action—ordinary mercenaries were no longer taking on jobs.

"Holy crap! It's L!"

"Look! That's L!"

"The King of the Eastern Suburbs is here! Make way! Don't block the road!"

The arrival of the Immortal Squad was like pouring a spoonful of ice water into a boiling pot of oil, instantly blasting the pot apart.

Those exaggerated remarks weren't made by the friends, but by some drunken mercenaries who were making a ruckus.

The still-in-force "purge order" and the dramatic changes that have taken place in the eastern suburbs have contributed to his current fame. The only regret is that his reputation has become somewhat distorted in the process of being passed down.

"Stop yelling, are you out of your mind?!"

A mercenary covered his companion's mouth and forcibly pried off the arm that was pointing at Leo and the others.

Everyone knows that L is the most petty and murderous person.

He killed over a thousand people in two separate incidents, earning him the nickname "The Living Yama from the East"!

Leo ignored the slanderous words against him, simply enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention, and led his team members to the bar.

As he walked, the crowded hall made way for him, which at first glance looked like a welcoming party.

At the end of the passageway, Claire was busy running around, trying her best to deal with the sudden surge of customers.

"Hey, Mr. Yin, there's a guest here!"

In the midst of her busy schedule, she beckoned to Leo, who, as was their custom, brought out wine, cola, and bottled water.

Leo nodded his thanks to her and then looked at the customers sitting in the corner of the bar.

On the left and right, two burly bodyguards, looking quite respectable.

The man in the middle, wearing a red suit and with a fairly good appearance, is none other than "Four-Eyes" Faraday.

He silently observed Leo, who was wearing a silver mask, a thoughtful look flashing in his three parallel, peculiar eyes on the right.

A moment later, he stood up in a friendly manner and extended his hand to Leo: "Seeing is believing, hello, L."

Leo glanced at him, then walked past him indifferently: "Let's talk in a private room, it's too noisy here."

No handshake, no pleasantries—that's not a friendly gesture…

Faraday's heart sank, and he suddenly approached Claire, who was mixing drinks.

Later,

As everyone entered the conference room, Leo also noticed this unexpected guest.

"Claire? What are you doing here?"

Claire scratched a handful of her red hair with a helpless expression and explained, "I got into some trouble when I was street racing before, and Faraday helped me settle it. I owe him a favor, so I was dragged here to be a witness."

Leo raised an eyebrow, surprised that Faraday Future had this ability.

At the Rebirth Bar, all the regulars knew Claire, and even the newcomers knew a thing or two about her. Everyone knew she was one of Roger's people; that was her most prominent label.

Inviting her to be a witness is tantamount to getting Roger involved in this matter.

They have some tricks up their sleeves, but... they're not very effective.

Leo sent Rebecca a text message, and just a minute later, the six members of Mann's team entered the private room.

Yes, six people, plus a middle-aged man with a gentleman's beard.

"This is our new driver, Falco."

Mann explained something to Leo and led the team to sit on the empty sofa.

This resulted in a three-way standoff, with the Immortal Squad on the innermost side, and the Mann Squad and Faraday's team on either side.

Claire leaned against the closed soundproof door, adopting an attitude of merely witnessing and not interfering.

After Sasha and Leo prepared water and drinks for everyone, he got straight to the point: "Let's be frank, Faraday, Mann's team is planning to join me, and you'll have nothing to do with them anymore. I heard you've collected some dirt on me, so delete it as soon as possible and don't cause me any trouble."

Hearing such impolite words, Faraday's previously maintained polite expression immediately turned cold. He remained silent for a few seconds, then said in an icy voice:

"L, the middleman in Kangtao, you're really something. From the moment we started talking on the phone until now, you've been speaking to me in a commanding tone. But I don't remember ever becoming your subordinate."

In response to his retort, Leo's reply was even more forceful: "I don't want a subordinate like you who is neither loyal nor capable. Be concise and give me an answer, yes or no?"

clang--

Faraday abruptly put down his water glass and stood up.

"You're neither offering terms nor reasoning; this isn't how you negotiate. If this is your intention, then I'm not going to continue!"

"Oh? Did I let you leave?" Leo's lips curled into a smirk. "Jack."

He didn't even call V, why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?

Jack, who was standing behind the sofa, appeared behind Faraday like a ghost, pressed his hands on Faraday's shoulders and forced him back down.

He then returned to his original position.

The seemingly complex action took less than a second.

Before Faraday's two bodyguards could figure out what was going on, they saw their employer instantly return to his seat.

"Seanwistan—"

Faraday gritted his teeth as he uttered those words, recognizing the gap between the two sides.

As everyone knows, the red-haired female mercenary standing next to L is the strongest member of the Immortal Squad. The mercenaries all say that she has installed Sianwistan and is a potential cyber madman.

Now that this big guy is settled, does their squad use S.A. S.A. S.A. as standard equipment?

What a bunch of lunatics...

Chapter 335 Subduing Mann's Squad

"what on earth do you want!?"

Forced back to the negotiating table, Faraday asked, barely suppressing his anger.

Leo sipped his cola and looked at him calmly: "You haven't forgotten what I just said, have you? If you have Alzheimer's, I suggest you retire as soon as possible."

Faraday retorted angrily, "I think I've already answered you!"

"Yes, but unfortunately the answer doesn't satisfy me. So—answer it again, until I'm satisfied."

Compared to Faraday, Leo's tone could even be described as calm, but the meaning behind his words was incredibly infuriating.

Even Claire thought he was a bit too domineering.

As the one being targeted, Faraday's feelings were only more intense; he hadn't experienced this humiliation and contempt for many years.

Even though the situation was turning against him, he still didn't intend to give up easily—as the middleman, if he didn't even have any leverage, then he was completely finished!

"Then I'll answer again: if you really want my mercenary squad, then let's talk seriously. What price are you offering in exchange for them switching sides?"

"Price?" Leo looked at him with amusement, then suddenly grinned. "How about I spare your life?"

The atmosphere inside the meeting room suddenly became tense.

Faraday's two bodyguards looked uneasy at the enemy who outnumbered them several times over, wanting to hold down their gun handles in a show of force, but not daring to do so.

Putting everything else aside, the guy on the other side with the bun hairstyle who's a whole size bigger than them is someone they can't handle.

This time I really got a stupid job...

Faraday himself tensed up, instinctively glancing at Claire: "This is the most famous bar in Night City, and it's also Rogge's territory. Are you just going to let him run wild?"

Claire felt a chill run down her spine; it was exactly what she feared.

She was hesitating whether to inform Roger and have her handle the dispute when she heard Leo calmly say, "You expect Roger to come and save you? Don't be ridiculous. Call her now and see if she dares to answer."

Leo really didn't believe Roger was willing to get involved in this mess—she had just witnessed him and Li Qixuan having a secret talk in the afterlife not long ago, and shortly after that, the East Suburbs purge and the company dispute occurred. She would be crazy to jump out at this sensitive time.

Despite his confident assertion, Daladier remained unconvinced, or rather, he couldn't bring himself to believe in this superstition.

He had been operating in Night City for many years, so of course he had Roger's phone number.

Without thinking, I dialed the number.

"Whoosh—dudu—"

The phone rang once and was hung up immediately.

Faraday was startled. This was the afterlife... Roger couldn't possibly not know that he and L had entered the private room, not to mention that Claire was also there.

The fact that she hung up the phone clearly meant she didn't intend to get involved.