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

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When the name was mentioned, an image of a big black fat man weighing more than 300 pounds immediately emerged in his mind, with a big gold chain around his neck, a big gold watch and sunglasses, a mouth full of gold teeth, and even the implanted arms were made of gold.

It's as if he's some uneducated nouveau riche who came from nowhere.

To be precise, this DeShawn is indeed a nouveau riche who suddenly came back from Pacific Island and got a big job that is enough to support him for the rest of his life.

And it was said that this guy often took on illegal contracts - burglary, assassination, kidnapping, trafficking or any other illegal commission imaginable.

But the philosophy he always talks about makes this guy look weird and no one knows what he is.

Especially the choice between being an unknown person or becoming famous, which still lingers in his mind and is deeply remembered.

"Oh my god, I'm sick."

The voice of Silver Hand emerged unconsciously in my mind, an echo of memory.

However, this guy is indeed a top broker and has extensive connections.

But then again, why did this guy suddenly come to me?

David felt a little confused.

"Mr. David, I have a great deal that you can't afford. Are you interested?"

"Big deal?"

Hearing this, his eyebrows suddenly raised and he smiled, "Mr. Deshaun, the job you are talking about is not relic, right?"

"Oh?"

His inquiry surprised the voice on the other end of the line, "It seems that Mr. David is well-informed. He even knows about the relic."

"Stop talking nonsense and just tell me whether you're right or not and that's it."

"Don't be so impatient, Mr. David. You are right. It is the prototype technology of Arasaka Corporation, the biochip relic. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Of course I'm interested, but unfortunately I don't have the time to discuss this with you face to face right now." David said regretfully.

The person on the other side also let out a faint sigh, as if feeling very regretful.

However, before DeShawn could speak, David continued, "But as far as I know, I'm not the only person you're looking for, right? You must have looked for Jack as well. Tell him the specific details and he'll tell me later."

"Oh my, Mr. David is really well-informed. He even knows about Brother Jack's affairs."

The other party's insignificant and hypocritical compliments made him look dead. "Okay, let's stop with those empty words. Let me be frank. Everyone in the underworld knows that Jack is my good brother. I don't believe you haven't heard of him. And I've heard some things about you from Jack, so I guess you will definitely go to him."

"That's all for now. If you have anything else to add, please contact me then."

"Well, that's no problem. Then, I wish us a happy cooperation."

This time, David hung up the phone without even responding.

Because this guy's tone and manner are really disgusting.

Especially when he mentioned relic, the sadness that he had felt tens of thousands of times would pop up in his mind involuntarily.

Although it is a bit exaggerated, for Jack, he really went in and out of the Blue Bi Building in the game many times, but he tried every method and racked his brains but couldn't save this good brother.

He even thought about stealing the battleship that Saburo Arasaka was on to save it, but that was beyond the scope of the game and was impossible to do.

However, games are games after all.

“What will the reality be like?”

I couldn't help but slowly raise my head and look at the future sky surrounded by tall buildings, with a smile on my lips.

He is looking forward to future development.

At least this time, he had enough cards to keep Jack.

Unless Arasaka is desperate and launches a nuclear attack on them directly in Aoi...

Don't be surprised. In the game, that old bastard Saburo Arasaka came with a nuclear bomb to negotiate with his own son Yorinobu Arasaka. He even planned to nuke Night City when he couldn't find the relic.

This is truly a typical example of a loving father and a filial son.

Night City can continue to exist thanks to Arasaka Yorinobu.

Ding--

Just then, another call came in.

"Wow, Jack is pretty quick."

Seeing that it was Jack calling, he answered the call without hesitation.

"Hello~"

"Hey mano, I got a big surprise for you."

"Oh? A surprise?"

Jack's mysterious tone of wanting to laugh but afraid to laugh actually made him laugh first, and then he imitated that mysterious tone and said: "What you want to say...did you get a big lucrative job from DeShawn?"

"Oh my god, how did you know?!"

Jack was shocked. He had prepared such a big surprise, but it was wasted?

But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense. Such a lucrative job would not just be for him. A living legend like David would definitely be chosen.

So he changed the subject and said, "Forget it, the details don't matter, but have you agreed? You must have agreed, right? After all, he is the most awesome middleman in Night City, the fat black Jesus from the Next Life nightclub, weighing about 300 pounds, with big golden arms, absolutely genuine, a brand! Absolutely tough..."

"Alright alright, calm down first Jack."

Hearing that Jack was about to praise DeShawn to the sky, he quickly stopped him and said, "Let's not talk about anything else. Isn't it a bit too much to say that he is the most powerful middleman in Night City? What about Rogue? The most powerful in the world? Not to mention that there was Atlantis before..."

"Uh...haha, don't take it so seriously..."

He even saw through the phone that Jack was scratching his head embarrassedly.

"But Dexter DeShawn is really awesome. I'm not saying that the priest or Wakako are bad, but he is god-level."

"Yes, yes, I know that Deshaun has a wide network of contacts and is a top broker in the next life. But Jack, you should also be more careful..."

He thought carefully about DeShawn's past, sorted out his words a bit and continued, "From what I know, this fat black guy doesn't like your cheating. Aren't you afraid that there's something fishy going on?"

The reason why he dislikes Jack is because Jack used to be in a gang, and the fat black guy hates dealing with gangs the most.

What's more, although Jack is famous now, it is mostly due to his fame.

And to be honest, there is a lot of trickery involved in this deal.

Let’s not talk about whether DeShawn was telling the truth or not. DeShawn had fled to Taiping Island before. He didn’t believe that this fat man had no contact with the Voodoo Gang.

Therefore, there is a 90% chance that the fat man knows the inside story of this deal, but he just didn't tell them the whole story.

I guess it's a rip-off, and I might even plan to throw it away after use.

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm not going to do this any longer. I can't do it any more. I can't do it any more. I can't do it any more."

As for the commission of stealing relic, they are the cheapest idiots.

I remember the last person who did this was Faraday, but now the grass on his grave is several feet high.

"Hey, don't worry, brother. This deal was arranged by T-Bug. Don't you trust her? And I just talked to her. The first time Dexter saw me, it was a done deal. There's no getting around it."

"Look at this dude, he's such a good fighter, haha, everyone loves him, right?"

The line was filled with Jack's barbell laugh.

"Yes, yes, you are right, Mr. Jack, who is loved by everyone. I am saying this to make you be a little careful of this fat black man. Be careful not to be sold and help others count money."

"So, you agreed?"

"Yeah, of course, because I guessed that you would not give up this opportunity to become famous."

In Arasaka's territory, he stole the relic from Arasaka Yorinobu, witnessed the murder of Arasaka Saburo, and then was framed. It's hard not to be famous.

"Haha, you really know me. But from your tone, it seems that you don't want to have a face-to-face chat with your sponsor?"

"Yes, I have already told him to entrust this matter to you. I am busy here and cannot leave."

After that, David seemed to feel that it was not enough, so he added: "You know, Watson District is blocked, and I have been very busy recently."

"Okay, okay, Fat Jesus also wants to meet V, so let her go."

"Well, that's it. I'll wait for your good news."

At this point, he hung up the phone.

To be honest, Jack's skills are good, but his brains are not enough.

Maybe when you are born, all the points are added to your strength.

Thinking of this, he smiled helplessly, and as soon as he turned around, another call came in.

And it was an unfamiliar number.

"Tsk." David couldn't help but click his tongue. "What the hell happened today? Phone calls one after another, three calls and two from unfamiliar numbers, fuck."

"Could it be that my phone number was posted on a small advertisement on a roadside telephone pole?"

Although he kept complaining, he still chose to answer the phone.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Hello, David Martinez, my name is Meredith Stout."

"Huh? The operations director of military technology?" David's voice sounded a little surprised, and the image of the lion-headed, frizzy woman suddenly appeared in his mind.

Why did this old woman call me out of the blue?

He even began to recall his recent actions, and it seemed that he had not provoked any military technology.

"Yeah, that's right. But now I'm the Director of Special Operations at Night City Headquarters."

Wow, he even got promoted.

"This is all thanks to you." Stout's tone was a little subtle.

David:? ? ?

Where do I even begin to explain this? Your promotion has nothing to do with me!

He secretly complained in his heart, but on the surface he still said in a friendly manner: "So what does Miss Stout want to see me about this time?"

"Yes, there is something important, but it is not convenient to talk about it on the phone. Let's talk in person."

"..."

David did not give an answer immediately, but thought about it for a while and then agreed: "Okay, let's meet and talk."

After all, it was Miss Stout who called me on her own initiative, so I had to give her some face, right?

The most important thing is that if he can establish a good relationship with Miss Stout, it may be of some benefit to his next actions.

A few minutes later, David finally returned to the deepest part of the alley.

The few people who were almost numb with despair under the gazes of Mower and others, the moment they saw David's figure, there was light in their eyes again.

Great...finally saved...

They must be good people this time when they return home. Robbery outside is really not suitable for them.

In just a few minutes, these people changed their ways and decided to be good people.

This efficiency is a hundred times faster than NCPD.

God knows how they managed to get through this short period of time.

It doesn't look like it's going to be easy.

"Why did it take so long, David? We've been waiting for a long time~"

As soon as he came back, Rebecca was full of complaints, and her eyes were full of resentment, as if she had been abandoned by him.

Indeed, it has been a while.

"Ahahaha, sorry, I just received a lot of calls and also got two jobs."

Work?!

As soon as they heard this word, Sasha and Rebecca's eyes suddenly lit up.