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

"……here it is?"

"Your apartment is fully furnished and ready to move in; it has all the utilities and furniture you need. Consider it a perk for our team."

Leo walked briskly into the living room and looked around.

It's pretty boring. These apartments are clearly standardized; apart from not having a kitchen, they're no different from the ones on the floor above.

He quickly lost interest and turned to Vera, saying, "You pack up first. Let's go back upstairs and find the car dealer's contact information. We'll meet up again later."

Vera was still a little dazed and hesitated before saying, "Could you give me a quarter of an hour? I'd like to quickly wash up."

Leo, remembering that she had been living in the car for several days, nodded considerately and left first with V and Jack.

The elevator doors closed.

A minute or two later, Vera finally snapped out of her daze.

Looking at the apartment again, she still felt it was a bit unreal: such a nice place must be expensive, right?

I feel like I've joined an amazing team...

*

Ding--

The elevator doors opened again.

Leo returned to his cozy little home.

He casually greeted Jack, then hurried upstairs to the second floor and went into the bathroom.

He carefully closed the door, turned on the tap to the maximum, and used the sound of running water to cover up his gagging twice.

"vomit……"

The car ride was so bumpy it almost made him throw up.

If it weren't for saving face, he would have done what Sasha did: immediately found a place to squat for a few minutes after getting off the car.

It seems that having such high driving skills isn't without its drawbacks.

Flying close to the ground, coupled with drifting, poses a great challenge to the physical fitness of passengers.

I quickly washed my face and rinsed my mouth; the cold water finally suppressed the discomfort.

After resting for a while, he hesitated and pulled up his shirt to look at his waist.

Sure enough... a large red mark ran across my waist, and it ached slightly when I pressed it lightly.

This was caused by V's iron arm forcing it open...

That wretched Vivian, sooner or later her butt will be this red and swollen too...

Another stroke was added to Vivian's page in the Book of Hatred, becoming a driving force for Leo to become stronger!

After calming himself down, he went back to the living room and saw that only Jack was playing on his phone on the sofa.

"Where is V?"

Jack looked up and gestured with his chin toward V's room, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Leo didn't pay any attention and walked over to look at his phone screen: "Is this the motorcycle you want to buy?"

On the screen is a cool heavy motorcycle with a red and black color scheme that immediately catches the eye and gets the blood pumping.

"That's right, this is it. If you hadn't mentioned buying a car, I probably would have gone and bought one myself in the last couple of days. Look at this car, isn't it cool!"

Jack pulled down the screen to show him more details about the vehicle.

Leo saw that he had already selected all the vehicle modifications, including armor plating, weapon slots, and metal shields. With everything included, the official website price was €55,000.

"This car is really beautiful," he praised sincerely.

Jack laughed immediately: "Who says otherwise! I've already thought of a name—La Chingona (Bad Girl). When she gets home, I'll give her a deep red flame paint job; I guarantee she'll be the most dazzling girl on the street!"

This car is the legacy Jack left behind... Damn, hold on!

Leo's thoughts wandered for a moment, but he quickly brought them back on track; it's best not to think about such unlucky things.

He patted Jack on the shoulder, then turned and walked towards the computer to choose a car for himself.

Once connected to the internet, a simple search yields countless official vehicle websites and models for him to choose from.

Leo was quickly overwhelmed by the choices, and then adjusted his approach: he should set a goal and think about what kind of car he wanted instead of aimlessly browsing pictures.

Thinking about it carefully, it's a nice car... a nice car...

The best cars in the game should be the Lake Maiden's Sword and the Sword in the Stone!

He remembered these two must-have cars in the game.

Yes, the car performs very well, it's prestigious to drive, and it also has special commemorative value.

Let's look at these two first. He needs them in stock, so it's hard to say if there are any suitable ones.

The Rayfield Sword in the Stone, white model, is priced at €450,000 on the official website, and delivery will take at least a month…

Guinevere, the sword of Lake Reef, is the most expensive car you can buy in the game. It is said that there are only three in Night City. The official website price is 2,250,000 euros, a true million-dollar luxury car!

There are no cars in stock, the delivery time is unknown, and it's difficult to buy one even if you have the money...

Leo brought this car into the original world and thought about it. The benchmark is probably a top luxury car like the Bugatti Veyron. It is indeed not easy to buy a car in stock.

The problem is, he doesn't lack money, but he lacks time. He doesn't want to wait even a week, let alone a month.

After exiting the official website, he hesitated before typing in a line of text: "Good Car Middleman".

I successfully found the used car website of "Old Captain" Muammar Reyes. He didn't have the Sword of the Lake, but he did have a black Sword in the Stone.

Leo was stunned the moment he saw the car. Its black paint and gorgeous design really resembled the Batmobile, but the non-combat type.

Priced at only €178,000, it might... no, it's almost certainly a stolen car.

Leo liked the car, but its only drawback was that it only had two seats, which wasn't enough for the entire team.

He casually flipped through the pages, then his finger paused. He saw a very cool sports car, and upon looking at the name, he saw it was a Porsche 911 Turbo convertible.

This car sounds familiar...

Leo turned around and shouted, calling Jack over.

Jack was walking slowly, looking at his phone as he went, when he glanced at the screen and stopped abruptly. Then he suddenly sped up and rushed over.

A gust of wind blew into Leo's face, followed by Jack's loud exclamation: "Holy crap, isn't that Johnny Silverhand... oh, no, Johnny Winner's Porsche?!"

"Scroll down, let me look at photos from other angles!"

Urged on by Jack, Leo scrolled down and found that the car's description was quite detailed, including not only photos but also a short video.

After examining it carefully, Jack slapped his thigh hard. "No mistake! This is the Porsche! How did it end up in the old captain's hands?"

Early Signs of Talent: Chapter 116 "Old Captain" Muammar Reyes

"What did you see? Why are you shouting so loudly? Even the soundproof door can't block out your loud voices."

V's voice came from behind, clearly drawn out by Jack's shouting.

Leo glanced back at her, initially noticing nothing amiss, but then suddenly caught a faint smell of paint.

Upon closer inspection, a small logo has been added to V's DIY leather jacket—a cursive "V" is prominently displayed on the right front chest of the garment.

The paint I chose was a deep red, which is quite vibrant.

Those unfamiliar with her might mistake this for a symbol of the Valentino gang, but Leo knows it's actually her way of defending her "codename sovereignty."

"You came back and went straight to your room just to spray your code name on your clothes?" Leo chuckled. "Why didn't you spray it on your forehead? That would be more noticeable!"

V's eyes narrowed dangerously.

Jack, oblivious to their "minor conflict," continued watching the video, admiring the mechanical beauty of the Porsche 911.

"Convertible, black and yellow color scheme, custom Samurai Band wrap, wow, this car is incredibly cool except for its slightly lacking defensive capabilities! Mano, you're not going to buy this car, are you?"

Upon hearing Jack's words, Leo seized the opportunity to stop his "deep gaze" with V and quickly turned back to pretend nothing had happened: "Hmm... I think this car has a lot of sentimental value, and I am indeed thinking of buying it."

“Let me take a look.” V stepped forward, placing his hands on Leo’s shoulders in a friendly manner—a simple pull of his right hand would be a standard rear naked choke…

Seeing the car picture on the screen, she remembered where the car came from.

"A convertible Porsche 911 Turbo (930), priced at 73,000 euros, huh... want to hear my opinion?"

Leo could tell from her expression that it wasn't something nice, but his curiosity was too strong, so he nodded anyway.

V scoffed, "Only an idiot would buy this car!"

She pointed to the rather aesthetically pleasing convertible design, "This piece of junk doesn't even have windows. You could just grab a cheap gun that costs a few hundred euros and blow the person inside out of the car in one shot. You can only drive this car in Night City at noon."

Because they were all going to die sooner or later... Leo understood what she meant.

That's indeed the case; Johnny Winner did die in the game. Now, it's uncertain; he might still be alive.

"It should be fine to drive it occasionally, right? Just drive from here to the company square to take me to school. This area shouldn't be robbed."

He stubbornly insisted, but still decided to make a call to ask and arrange a time to go and check out the car.

After signaling his two friends to be quiet, he changed his profile picture to a large "L" and dialed the contact number that "Old Captain" had left on the official website.

"Whoosh...whoosh..."

The call was answered within ten seconds of dialing.

"Hello, this is the Good Car Middleman, who are you?"

"Old Captain" Muammar Reyes's voice is somewhat rough, but his tone is very friendly; you can tell from his voice that he has a good temper.

Leo turned on the live feed; after all, his face was too recognizable to hide, so there was no point in hiding it: "I'm L, I think you should have heard of me."

Muammar's image also appears in the upper left corner of the prosthetic eye; his hairstyle, with bangs in the front and long, flowing hair in the back, is truly unique.

He looked Leo over carefully, and the information matched up with a certain piece of information in his mind: "L, the new middleman at the Next Life Bar, yes, I've heard of you. So, what's up? We're colleagues."

"I want to buy a few cars, they have to be in stock, full payment upfront, and I want to drive them away immediately."

Muammar listened and began to nod: "I really love hearing that. You're really good at dealing with people; you've made me so happy with just a few words. Okay, I'll send you an address later. Just come to my garage and pick out a car; I guarantee you'll find what you want."

"Alright, by the way, by the way, has Johnny Winner's Porsche been sold yet?"

"It'll be ready soon. I just listed it a few days ago, and you already saw it on the website. This car is in high demand. Even though the Samurai Band is past their prime, there are still quite a few of their die-hard fans in Night City."

"Okay, I'll check out that car later. See you then."

After hanging up the phone, Leo stretched.

"I need a car urgently, so I can only buy a used one for now. Once the priest settles my final payment, I'll order a brand new luxury car from the official website. I just don't know how long it will take to get it."

"When going on a mission, you absolutely need to buy an armored car with a large interior. You can only drive this kind of sports car for everyday purposes; it's all show and no substance." After giving his opinion, V turned and walked towards the refrigerator.

Leo continued browsing the Good Car Broker website, listening to Jack analyze the pros and cons of these vehicles. It was clear he had done a lot of research on cars; he was quite an enthusiast.

After chatting for about ten minutes, the doorbell rang.

He opened the door, and Vera, who had already washed up and changed into a new outfit, appeared before him.

Her hair wasn't completely dry yet; the wisps of moisture shimmered subtly in her golden hair, giving her an ethereal beauty like a fairy in the forest.

Leo turned to invite her into the room, and as she walked by, he smelled a pleasant shampoo scent, which seemed to be lavender.

The four drank some organic juice that Leo had brought back from Gotham, rested for a while, and then set off again.

As Vera walked out of the apartment, she instinctively headed towards the parking lot, but was stopped by Leo.

“Let’s take a taxi. I might need to buy two or three cars, but I’m short of drivers.”

So, a few minutes later they got into Delaman's car.

Fortunately, this car is AI-powered and can accommodate one more person in the driver's seat. Otherwise, with four people and three seats, something terrible might have happened.

After getting into the car, Vera looked around and exclaimed in amazement, "Are taxis in Night City this high-end now? The vehicle parts are all cheap and cost-effective, but the double-layered bulletproof steel plates and bulletproof glass are made of good materials."

Delaman's bald head appeared on the in-car display screen and explained to her: "Dear passenger, Delaman Chauffeur is dedicated to protecting the lives and property of its passengers. We have devoted most of our limited resources to improving the safety performance of our vehicles, resulting in the bulletproof chauffeur you are riding in."

"That's interesting. What model of engine do you use? This car must be quite heavy."

As soon as Vera got in the car, she started talking to Delaman about the vehicle's configuration and gave him some professional advice. She got along very well with this free AI.

Jack listened intently, trying to absorb the knowledge about vehicle modification.