People are in cyberpunk, but they are top-level cyberpsychopaths

At the same time, the sports car suddenly swayed and Mann sat next to him.

"Hey, Mann, does this scene look very familiar to you?" David looked at the bustling crowd, with memories flashing in his eyes.

I can't help but recall the party after my first carjacking mission.

That's how Mann sat next to him at the time and led him into the ranks of cyberpunk.

It’s just that Mann is now much smaller than he was back then, but because of the implant, he looks only a little bigger than Jack.

But no matter what, it's much older than him.

"Yeah, it's been more than a year without me noticing..." Mann sighed involuntarily, and then glanced at him again: "But the one who has changed the most among us is you, David."

From an unknown person, he grew into an excellent leader, and then became a unique legend in Night City.

"Haha, that's no match for your changes. Your changes are visible to the naked eye." David responded jokingly.

The significance is self-evident.

"Oh, you bastard kid..."

Mann chuckled, picked up the bottle and started drinking it down in gulps. He didn't stop until he had finished the bottle, making a refreshing sound.

"By the way, kid, I really didn't expect you to be so successful and reach the peak that everyone wants to reach."

"Why? Are you envious?" He glanced at Mann, then took another sip of wine and continued, "But I haven't achieved what everyone expected."

"Because I am not honored enough to be on the wine list of the afterlife."

A wine list that looks like a shrine.

"Haha, are you cursing yourself to death? You little brat!"

Mann laughed, opened his huge arms, grabbed him under the armpits and punched him in the head.

However, the action quickly stopped, Mann slowly lowered his head and looked at him, and said in a heavy tone:

"Remember, kid, you have to live well. You can't die gloriously like those bastards, otherwise a lot of people will be sad for you!"

Because it was too dark and the other person was wearing sunglasses, he couldn't see Mann's eyes at all.

But even so, he could guess how serious Mann was.

So he slapped the sturdy arm away and muttered softly: "I know, I know. Tsk, if we talk about those bastards, you are more dangerous than me, right, Mann?"

It seemed that Mann didn't hear it due to the loud music.

Maybe he heard it, but he didn't refute it.

However, it doesn't matter which one it is, because it has become a thing of the past.

At least, with him here now, Mann will not die like before, even if he wants to die gloriously!

And he wouldn't die like those bastards, as Mann said.

Because there are people waiting for them here, because there are their loved ones who need them to protect.

"Oh, what a brat."

Mann glanced at his slightly heavy face, then picked up another bottle of beer and started drinking.

After a long time, he spoke again: "However, David, your success also proves that all the efforts we have made so far are not in vain..."

"Wait, wait a minute!"

When he heard these familiar words, he quickly stopped Mann from continuing.

"what happened?"

"No, what do you want to say next is that as long as we don't stop, there will be a road ahead? Or do you want to say that in the future, as long as we don't stop, the road will continue to extend?"

Mann: ???

Hearing his weird words, Mann's CPU was a little insufficient. He couldn't react at all and didn't understand what he meant.

However, even though the other party looked confused, David did not stop his complaints:

"Are you some Olga named Itsuka?!"

99. It's already 2077, how come there's still this kind of stuff? (4.5K)

Night City is a city in California, located near the border of Southern California and Northern Baja California.

The city was founded in 1994 by an ambitious entrepreneur named Richard Night, who attracted many large companies through generous tax incentives.

At first, Richard Knight's wish was to turn this small piece of land into a safe, clean paradise without crime, poverty and chaos.

However, with the assassination of Richard Knight, although the city was named Night City after Knight, the ideal paradise was gone.

It has become an independent metropolis under the full control of the chaebol group, but this is only a superficial phenomenon. In fact, it has become a haven for criminal activities.

Illegal organizations, violent attacks, trafficking of contraband and cyber attacks have become commonplace, like a breeding ground for the virus.

But every day, new people gather here, attracted by the beautiful publicity, trying to make a name for themselves.

But only those who have stayed here know that this is not a good place to make a name for oneself, but rather a place of graves.

It is a bottomless abyss and hell.

Only those legendary figures are the best who have crawled out of the abyss shrouded by the company's shadow.

David Martinez is one of them.

However, David is currently doing the job he hates the most...

"Ha~yawn——"

David, who was sitting in the back seat, yawned loudly, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.

"Why did it become like this..."

Leaning against the car window and gazing at the scenery outside, a look of despair was written all over his face.

I should have been sleeping at home, but I was woken up by a phone call and asked to patrol outside to prevent crime from happening.

He even had to buy an Herrera Outlaw GTS as a patrol car.

After all, taking a Delaman taxi to go out on patrol is too luxurious, and it would be quite troublesome if something really happened.

But then again, is it really the turn of the Terrorist Mobile Team to do patrolling?

Is there no one left at NCPD?

In fact, there really was no one left.

Otherwise, the NCPD would not have become an underfunded, underequipped, and understaffed organization, let alone rely on this group of psychopaths who are repeatedly on the edge of cyber mania to maintain the law and order of Night City.

"Haha, isn't it nice to get up early like this once in a while?"

The one who said this was his lover, his beloved Lucy, who was sitting next to him.

However, even on patrol days like this, she was still dressed the same way as always - the familiar white half-undressed jacket, the familiar off-shoulder lining, and socks on her feet.

Although this is not bad, it would be nice if I could change my outfit occasionally.

For example, Lucy, who is wearing a black silk miniskirt suit and pure black patent leather high heels, seems to be good too?

Especially those two slender, straight and soft thighs, wrapped in translucent ultra-thin black silk, and then gently put together...

suck-

It makes me drool just thinking about it.

Maybe I should talk to Jinguji's Zane Jagger about this sometime.

However, Lucy's words attracted not only David's attention, but also other people's attention.

For example, Sasha also looked listless, her head nodding from time to time, her soft and delicate short hair swaying slowly with her movements and gravity, and she yawned from time to time.

She is wearing the same outfit that never changes - a bodysuit-like outfit, which is said to be her hobby.

In addition, there was Rebecca, who also looked tired and numb. She was sitting in the passenger seat and didn't even care about the loose jacket that exposed her shoulders. She just stared at her through the rearview mirror.

Rebecca was also almost driven crazy by this kind of work.

In addition, the party lasted until very late last night, and basically all five people in the car were not in very good spirits.

emmm...not quite right, except for Mower who was driving.

According to Sasha, no matter how late this woman goes to bed, she will definitely get up on time at four o'clock the next morning to do morning exercises. It is said that this is a habit she developed when she was in the army.

Having said that, he still wanted to complain: "What kind of monster iron man is this? I'm really envious..."

Oh, by the way, his transformation rate is higher now, so he should be the Iron Man.

However, there was one more thing he was curious about...

"It's fine if I'm out on patrol, but why don't you let me drive? I paid for this, why?!"

Just these simple words from him made everyone shudder, and the sleepiness lingering in their heads disappeared without a trace.

Even Mower's shoulders suddenly shook when he heard this, and he almost lost his grip on the steering wheel and crashed into the roadside.

“Ahaha..Ahaha…Ahahahaha…”

No matter who it was, they just laughed awkwardly and didn't respond.

Because they don’t know what to say.

Anyone who has ridden in David's car would not say much, but only give an extremely excellent evaluation -

"We must not let this kid touch the car again, absolutely not!"

"Tsk, my driving skills are so good...it's just that you don't appreciate it..."

David looked extremely dissatisfied, with his hands on his chest, muttering indignantly.

But when others heard this, they were all frowning.

You call that good driving skills?

A guy who stepped on the accelerator and locked it to the bottom, and never relaxed at all during the whole process still says that he has good driving skills?

What is it like on the road? Don’t you have any idea what it is like?

It looked like a hearse drifting on the street. Those who knew it was normal driving, but those who didn't thought it was preparing to knock on the door of heaven.

Even street racing isn't as crazy as David.

However, there was still envy in David's eyes.

The Herrera Outlaw GTS is one of the top motor vehicles produced in Spain. It is the most unique and popular model on the market, with the latest technology and classic and exquisite design perfectly combined in it.

More than that, it’s a car with a human soul, perhaps because it’s one of the few models still handcrafted by the world’s top engineers.

It is a classic among Night City sports cars.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stare at Mowell's driving seat, which gave Mowell goose bumps on his back. Mowell didn't dare to continue driving manually and immediately switched to automatic driving.

What does that feel like?

It feels like a poor little animal is craving for the food in your hand, but you can't feed it because it is a ferocious beast.

It couldn't be worse, it was just awful.

"Tsk, if you won't let me open it, forget it. When I'm alone, I'll open it with all my might!"

Finally, he gave up on his eye-gaze attack on Mower.

Because he also realized that no matter what happened today, these women would never let him touch the steering wheel.

So he gave up the idea and continued to lean his head with his forehead against the car window, staring blankly at the scenery outside the window.

"Oh, my beloved car..."

His action made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

My life...is saved.

whoosh-

At this moment, the roar of the engine suddenly came from behind, and then passed by them and went away.

"Fuck, where did this idiot come from, driving a car in broad daylight?! And in a crappy car like that?!"

David immediately stood up from his seat and loudly vented his inner dissatisfaction.