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

Leo nodded obediently and carefully put the items away.

V, who was standing nearby, suddenly asked a question: "Can't I operate it myself?"

Old Wei shook his head: "The bleeding is most likely in your back. It's inconvenient for you to see the inflammation clearly. I see you all live together, so why don't you help treat the back injury?"

V remained silent, but Leo suddenly realized what was happening and grabbed the box into his arms.

Apply cream to your back!?

And such a good thing!

As the team leader, he is determined to provide meticulous care for his team members.

After a while, Old Vie recovered, and Vera arrived as well.

Leo was ruthlessly kicked out of the consultation room by V and stood on the stairs in a daze.

He was furious. Jack and V were accompanied by him, the captain, so why wasn't Vera allowed? Wasn't this bullying the new member?

That wretched V, I'll teach her a lesson sooner or later...

After standing on the stairs for a while, his thoughts returned to the important matter, and he discussed his previous idea with Chunbai: "[Chunbai, with your current computing power, could you cut off the emergency calls in the Little Chinatown area during our operation to slow down the police response time?]"

【It's possible, but unnecessary. I can achieve the desired effect simply by cutting off the signals near the Scavenger's base, without attracting too much attention.】

【That's settled then. With just half an hour, the mission will be completed smoothly. Then I'll call the police and have the NCPD clean up the mess.】

While doing so carries the risk of being seen as provocative, given that he's dealing with the universally hated scavengers, even the NCPD would probably be too lazy to bother.

As the complete plan gradually took shape in his mind, time quietly slipped away.

An hour later, Vera's surgery was successfully completed.

Leo settled everyone's surgery fees, and then stuffed all the food he brought into Lao Wei's car, promising to meet him again another day.

The three then returned to the car.

"Where to now? Home?" Vera turned around and looked at the two people in the back row.

Leo shook his head: "Let's go to the Laisheng Bar first, and I'll release the commission information first."

Vera nodded silently and started the car.

Just two minutes later, the car stopped again. Old Wei's clinic was that close to the Laisheng Bar.

Outside the car, the light rain had not yet stopped.

It was only 6:30 p.m., but the sky was as overcast as if it were midnight.

Leo opened an umbrella, carefully avoiding the puddles on the ground, and stood on a relatively clean patch of ground.

He turned around to meet V, and led two identical-looking companions toward the Rebirth Bar.

This time he might have come at the right time; the bar was half full, with top mercenaries from all over Night City gathered to chat about their missions or complain about the terrible weather.

The arrival of Leo and his two companions attracted a lot of attention, partly because of their outstanding appearance, and partly because some people recognized him.

As the code name "L" began to spread among the crowd, more and more mercenaries turned their interested attention to them.

Just as Claire once said—these mercenaries are just as good at gossiping as female students.

Leo tried to ignore the jarring sound waves of the rock music and went straight to the bar, finding an empty seat next to him.

Claire noticed him and walked over with a smile.

"We meet again, L. How about a drink or a private room?"

“No, I remember that the Rebirth Bar also allows you to post missions, bounties, or announcements.” Leo leaned on the bar counter with one hand, turning to look at the mercenaries in the bar.

Claire affirmed his point: "That's right, this is the underground hub of Night City, so of course it can provide information brokerage services. The fees vary depending on the requirements, so why don't you tell me what you need first?"

"It's simple. Just post an announcement so that all the mercenaries who come here tonight know that I have a big job and I'm hiring. We'll meet here tomorrow at noon."

Claire nodded, took out a tablet, tapped a few times, and handed it to him.

Leo looked down and saw that there was already a ready-made template. He just needed to fill in the requirements and post it on the bulletin board of the Rebirth Bar.

That's simple—

Commissioned Service Name: Large-Scale Cleaning

Client: L

Middleman: L

Threat Level: Medium to High (Combat is inevitable; the number of enemies may reach double digits.)

Personnel Requirements: A mercenary team of 3-6 people, with their own vehicles.

Commission amount: 300 million euros, multiple teams operating simultaneously, with compensation distributed according to the difficulty of the task.

Details: Meeting at Laisheng Bar on March 6th, at noon.

Fill in the information as concisely as possible. Leo saw that the bottom line was the pricing information.

For announcements, commission is 3% to 10%, with a maximum of 3 euros.

The announcement filled out by Leo undoubtedly warrants charging the maximum fee.

He handed the tablet to Claire before paying so she could confirm.

Claire picked it up and her expression quickly changed. She looked at the notice, then at Leo, and asked uncertainly, "Are you sure this is the amount? You didn't add an extra zero?"

Leo nodded silently.

"What are you trying to do... rob... uh, never mind, I shouldn't have asked." Claire scratched her head. "Anyway, if you're sure it's correct, just pay the fee. We're only responsible for posting the announcement for you. You'll have to talk to the mercenaries about the specifics yourself."

"Very reasonable."

Leo transferred 3 euros to her and soon saw his commission posted on the bulletin board of the Rebirth Bar.

When the mercenaries saw a new mission, they naturally gathered around to take a look, and were immediately drawn to the dizzying numbers.

300! !

Is this an attempt to steal the company's delivery truck, or an attack on a company executive?

The mercenaries became restless, as if they saw an opportunity to make a fortune.

At the same time, the code name L spread rapidly.

Leo noticed that more and more mercenaries were looking at him, and decided it was best to leave first.

"I'd like to book a large private room in advance for tomorrow, is that alright?"

"no problem."

After paying for the private room, he said goodbye to Claire and quickly left the Rebirth Bar with V and Vera.

Along the way, many mercenaries nodded or raised their glasses to him in a friendly manner.

Leo nodded in response in a friendly manner, but did not stop to talk to them.

Early Signs of Talent: Chapter 139 Silver Medal Thugs - Mann's Edge Walker Squad

Leo rushed home and called Sasha, who was staying at the apartment, over to ask about their work progress.

Sasha excitedly handed him a data chip, boasting, "The search for the Cleaners' hideouts is going very smoothly. We've found a total of 27 hideouts in the Little Chinatown area, including 6 hidden inside the super skyscraper H10 and 21 scattered in other areas."

Leo took the chip and inserted it into the slot behind his ear.

The data was displayed directly through the prosthetic eye, allowing him to intuitively understand the distribution of street cleaners in the Little Chinatown area.

Centered around the super skyscraper H10, they spread throughout the streets and alleys, and even further to industrial areas and docks.

Like ticks hiding under mattresses, they suck the blood of the people at the bottom of Night City.

Leo frowned and continued reading. Small strongholds had 5-10 people, medium strongholds had 10-15 people, and the only two large strongholds had an estimated 20 people each.

The total number of all street cleaners is estimated to be 200 to 350.

On average, the head of a cleaner is worth exactly 1 euros.

"They're not worth that much at all. A combination of two experienced mercenaries and two rookie mercenaries is more than enough to clear out a small stronghold. 4 or 5 would be more than enough."

V also obtained the data chip and, based on his years of experience as a street mercenary, gave a reference price.

This is even considering that the mercenary team has a large number of members. If she were to carry out this kind of commission in the past, she would dare to take on a small stronghold by herself for 2 euros.

Leo complained, "Where would a novice mercenary be at the Rebirth Bar? Just think of it as four seasoned mercenaries going on a mission, and doubling the price would be reasonable."

"Reasonable my foot! A mercenary in the afterlife is worth this price, but a cleaner isn't..."

V always felt he was wasting money and had no sense of thrift. But she knew she couldn't argue with him, so she simply sprawled on the sofa, admiring her beloved gun and giving up on thinking about it.

Without V's interference, Leo quickly organized the intelligence.

The number of scavenger outposts and the number of scavengers are more than expected. At this density, there may be nearly a thousand scavengers in Watson District.

Even if only a few of them are actually capable of performing the surgery, and most are assistants or henchmen, it's still quite outrageous.

Not to mention those black market clinics that disguise themselves as normal shops; they are really deceptive before their identities are exposed and they run away.

"Let these ghoul corpses solidify my reputation; it'll be a good deed for the people of Night City..."

Leo carefully put away the data chip and instructed Sasha to make fifty copies, as they would be needed the next day.

Sasha readily agreed and ran back to work.

He then looked at Vera, who was listening quietly, and said softly, "You should get some rest too. We'll discuss the action plan again tomorrow morning once everyone is here."

"Okay, I'll head back now. You all should get some rest too."

Soon, only Leo and V remained in the room.

V, who was fiddling with the gun, suddenly turned to look at him, his eyes filled with a questioning gaze.

Leo was preoccupied with the commission, and after she stared at him for a while, he finally asked, "What are you looking at? Are you checking if I'm nervous?"

V nodded.

She was indeed watching, using her unparalleled intuition to sense Leo's inner changes.

"So what did you see?" Leo asked curiously.

“I can see you’re full of calculations, but you’re much better than before when you were so tense and anxious.” V said, standing up and patting him on the shoulder twice. “We can’t train tonight, and I’m not in the mood to watch TV. I’m going back to my room to familiarize myself with the weapons. You should go to bed early too.”

After watching her figure disappear behind the door, Leo sat for a while longer before getting up and returning to the second floor.

Just like V said, the plan has been reviewed many times, so there's no point in racking your brains anymore. Let's just get some rest and prepare to face new challenges...

*

3 month 6 day.

Leo woke up early and reached out to press the back of his head.

It's said that the leaders of the animal gang all have pointed heads, but he's different—after getting several hacker prosthetics, his head is hard, and you can feel the implants inside his scalp if you press hard.

It felt really strange, but thankfully it doesn't hurt anymore today.

After getting up, he sent a group text message to gather the members of the Immortal Squad together.

"Today we'll be taking charge of a Scavenger outpost. This will test our combat capabilities and also help us develop teamwork. I'm leaning towards a large outpost; after all, with our squad's strength, attacking other outposts would be like using a cannon to kill a fly. What do you guys think?"

V looked around, then suddenly crossed his arms and objected, "If you're not going to the front lines, I think this suggestion is fine. But if you come along, Jack and I will have to take turns protecting you, and I feel like we're a bit short-handed."

"Or... should I go in too?" Vera suggested.

V objected again: "You're the driver, your job is to provide cover for us, and at most clear out any enemies who have escaped outside the base. It's not in the driver's duty for you to come in."

Just as Leo was about to say something more, he suddenly saw Sasha holding a watermelon and eating it with a spoon.

Subconsciously, he remembered the list of people in the memo.

Upon opening it, the column for Silver Medal Thugs read—Mann's Edgewalker Squad.

That's right,

This is it!

He now has enough funds to support a subordinate squad.

Not only are the members of Mann's squad skilled fighters, but they also have the super cute cyborg Rebecca!

【Pure White, can you help me find Mann's contact number? He's a mercenary in Night City, so it shouldn't be hard to find him.】