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

He was already upset that he couldn't race, and now suddenly a fool ran in front of him, isn't this twisted? !

If the steering wheel wasn't in his hands, he would definitely chase them and have a good discussion with these guys about the true meaning of life and...

"Something's wrong."

Suddenly, Mower, who was driving, spoke up.

And just as she said, something was wrong.

Because the car in front actually slowed down, as if it was waiting for them on purpose.

Then, as their vehicles passed by, they began to drive side by side again.

Even at a synchronized speed, it was a pity that the printed paint on the opposite car could be clearly seen.

There was a pattern of an animal's head painted on the car door. It looked a bit like a cat? Or a tiger?

Anyway, it’s a gang pattern I’ve never seen before.

Could it be that a new gang has emerged in Night City?

David expressed his curiosity, but he patted Mower's driver's seat and said, "Prepare to stop."

Mowell glanced at the other car and nodded, then slowly released the accelerator, and the speed of the sports car suddenly dropped a lot.

But because that car maintained its original speed, it easily overtook their car. However, at the moment of overtaking, the guy sitting in the back seat rolled down the window and raised an international friendly gesture towards their car.

"Fuck, there are still people like this now?"

David couldn’t help but curse, and Rebecca also became excited: “It seems that we have come to live!”

As for the others, they also looked at the vehicles moving ahead with curiosity.

They really wanted to know which kind of immortal dared to block their way.

Judging from the colorful rooster combs and the particularly revealing clothes, he must be from some gang, right?

But no matter how hard I thought, I couldn't figure out which gang these guys belonged to, because I had never seen the pattern before.

However, the answer soon came.

Just at the sparsely populated corner ahead, the car stopped and forced them to stop on the side of the road.

Several people got out of their cars and surrounded their vehicle. One of them reached out and knocked on their car window.

David cooperated and lowered the car window.

"Wow, I didn't expect to rob a car filled with beautiful women."

After the car window was rolled down, the gangster leaned on the car door, swinging his pistol and whistling frivolously, completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

Putting aside their identity as members of the terrorist squad, Sasha and Lucy are rare hackers in Night City, while Mower was once a special forces soldier in military technology and a former cyberpsychopath.

As for Rebecca, she is a famous mercenary in the next life and a notorious violent loli.

Not to mention David at the end, the living legend of Night City.

Perhaps, their team is the most terrifying one in the entire Night City, and even the security forces of several companies cannot match them.

But these guys just happened to mess with them.

"Hello, I..."

"Hey, hey, hey, what do you want to say? Why don't you get out of the car right now? I have something I want to talk to you about."

I don't know if it was because his voice was unpleasant or his presence was an eyesore, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I was retorted by this guy.

So, he was too lazy to say anything else and turned around to look at the others.

It just so happened that he was a little bored now and was a little tired of patrolling, so it seemed a good choice to use these people to have some fun.

The people in the car understood and nodded.

So everyone opened the car door and got out.

The gangster who had just knocked on the window put his arm around his shoulders, acting like an old acquaintance.

As he walked him towards the dim alley, he said, "You are quite sensible. Don't worry, if you cooperate with us, we won't do anything to you."

What a bunch of idiots.

Rebecca and the others looked at these people as if they were idiots.

But they had no intention of taking action. They were also quite interested in knowing how David would deal with these guys.

Soon, they were brought to the depths of the alley. The dark and dilapidated environment was very consistent with the name of the slum. The structure of the tube-shaped building prevented the sunlight from shining here. Gusts of cold wind filled with the stench of garbage blew past the few people.

"Okay, young man, our request is very simple. We are a little short on money recently. Can you show us some kindness?"

The man stretched out his hand toward David and rubbed his fingers a few times.

No matter what era, this kind of guy still exists.

David couldn't help but sigh in his heart, then shook his head and said: "I suggest you don't do this..."

He was very innocent. He persuaded this group of robbers with helplessness and sadness, and even showed some pity when he looked at them.

"Honestly, if I'm in a good mood, you still have a chance to run away, but if you really piss me off, the consequences will be terrible."

However, the gangsters didn't get what he meant at all and burst into laughter.

Just as they were laughing happily, several women exchanged strange glances behind David's back, and then he dared to feel his arms sinking into something soft.

"Oh, Brother David, I'm so scared~ Save me~"

Sasha suddenly hugged his arms and spoke meaningless words in a charming voice with that familiar quirk.

This made David slowly type out a few question marks.

what's the situation?

However, before he could react, his other arm felt something hard and was hit.

It was Rebecca, and she also hugged him.

"Oh, David, I'm so scared by those guys on the other side~"

David: "?"

"Mr. David, please protect me."

Mower pounced on his left shoulder, looking delicate and pitiful like a cat, completely different from his usual iron-blooded appearance.

Hey, hey, hey, although your title of lieutenant is a thing of the past, but the way you look makes that lost lieutenant rank cry!!!

"...Don't do NTR casually, David, this is mine~"

Lucy also rushed over and completely occupied the other half of his shoulder.

“These guys…”

What on earth do you want to do? !

So far, he has no idea what is going on.

These women are making fun of themselves, right?!

Two cyber hackers would be fine, but one is a runaway loli and the other is a cyber madman, what are you two doing pretending to be?!

However, the thugs on the opposite side were obviously more surprised and shocked.

At that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of a circuit being cut off in the heads of several people opposite him.

emmm...because it's too stimulating, maybe a certain circuit has been blown?

David guessed so.

"Ah, ah..."

After a while, the guy who said he was short of money earlier opened and closed his mouth in shock and shouted loudly: "Ahhhh! What the hell are you doing, you damn bastard?! We are robbing now! You are pretending to be so lucky, are you going to do something stupid?!"

Then he turned around and yelled to his companions, "Give me the gun, I'm going to kill that fucking forearm bastard!"

However, the thugs had no intention of handing him the gun. Instead, they pointed behind him.

"Ah? What the hell happened?!"

The moment the gangster turned his head, he froze in place...

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At that moment, the gangster's hair stood on end all over his body and he felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. Even the cold wind seemed icy cold to the bone.

There was no other reason, just because a black cannon was pointed at his head.

The caliber of the muzzle was large enough to completely fit his head inside, and the darkness inside was as deep as an abyss, with no bottom to be seen.

"What did you just say? Huh?"

David moved his arm slightly and used the gun barrel that his arm had turned into to hit the man in front of him.

"Alas--"

The moment the cold barrel touched the man's forehead, he shuddered as if his soul was frozen, and shook his head like a rattle: "No, no..."

Even so, no one present meant to laugh at him.

Those followers had no desire to take action at all.

Because they can't win at all!

This kind of monster... can instantly transform its implanted arm into a giant cannon or something. I've never seen or heard of it before!

Where on earth did this monster come from!

"That's really embarrassing... Weren't you short of money just now and wanted me to lend you some flowers?"

For a moment, David suddenly had the idea of ​​teasing this little gangster.

Patrolling doesn't matter anyway and it's boring, so I might as well play with this guy.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a teasing arc: "Now, I am going to generously give you some money to spend, are you touched?"

"No, I dare not move..."

Are you still touched?

He was so frightened that his legs were shaking and weak, and it was a good thing that he didn't kneel on the ground on the spot.

I would never dare to ask for money, for fear that I would live to get it but not to spend it.

"Brother, I was wrong. I will never do it again..."

The expression on the man's face now was uglier than crying, which made David frown in disgust.

This guy, it's ok to be spineless, but now he has such an ugly expression...

How disgusting.

However, just as he was about to give this guy a shot and make a small contribution to the purification of Night City, a phone call suddenly came in.

"Huh? Who is this?"

Looking at the icon on the communication phone, he felt a little strange, it was a pattern he had never seen before.

While being curious, he slowly lowered his arm and restored it to its original state.

This also made the gangsters feel relieved, but the good times didn't last long. David's voice once again made them feel desperate: "I'm going to answer a phone call. Help me keep an eye on these bastards. If anyone tries to run, just chop him up."

After saying that, he turned and left the alley.

Mower's hand also touched the handle of the samurai sword at his waist. His sharp gaze made these guys tense up and they dared not even move.

Although they were just a group of thugs, they knew clearly that the look in this woman's eyes was a murderous one.

If they dare to move, the knife will probably chop them down in the next second.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Yo, Mr. David, it's a pleasure. My name is Dexter Deshawn."

There was a slow voice coming from the phone, which made people feel anxious.

but...

"Dexter Deshawn?"