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

Originally, he was a little nervous about the two of them going deep into the tiger's den of the Vortex Gang, but the appearance of David made him completely relaxed.

"Is it really okay? Should we be more cautious?" V stroked his chin and thought.

After such a long period of contact, she has a good understanding of David, especially his mode of action.

Generally speaking, David's strategy is to rush forward and rarely waste time talking to the other party.

This method is indeed the style of Night City and is the most effective way, but it also comes with some risks and is prone to unexpected errors.

"Don't worry, it's no problem. If it doesn't work, we can just give that mad woman Meredith a call. She will definitely help us. You know, she is more anxious than anyone else about this matter."

"How do you know?" V asked curiously, "Did that mad woman tell you?"

"Let's just take it as it is."

Although David gave this answer, V always felt that something was wrong and that David seemed to be hiding something from them.

However, when she wanted to ask again, David was already walking towards the door of the Whole Foods factory.

Helplessly, she could only swallow her doubts and follow.

The three of them walked down the ramp to the main entrance of the Whole Foods plant, and David rang the doorbell.

To be honest, this scene seems familiar.

When he rescued Rebecca, he rang the doorbell politely in the same way, with Jack by his side.

But this time, there is another Miss V.

But then again, he had a feeling that this trip to the Vortex Gang would not be so pleasant. He hoped that Simon Randall...that guy Royce... would have some vision.

Otherwise, he wouldn't mind making a small contribution to the greening of Night City.

Soon, someone answered the phone at the access control station, but what came out was heavy breathing, as if his nose was blocked by something.

No doubt about it, it's definitely Dum Dum this time.

"Huh? Who are you?" Dum Dum's impatient voice came from the door, as if he was interrupted while doing something good.

"Open the fucking door." V didn't have the slightest bit of good temper when facing the crazy people from the Uzumaki Gang.

"Who the hell are you? How come I don't know about you?"

"Alright, alright, calm down V, don't forget we are talking about business."

David calmed V down a bit, then turned to the doorman and said, "We're looking for Royce. Dexter Deshawn asked us to come."

The person at the access control station was silent for a few seconds, as if he was thinking about something, or operating something, and then said, "Go to the computer room. We're waiting for you."

As the words fell, the roller shutter at the entrance folded up with a "clatter".

What hit me in the face was still that familiar, sickening smell.

He really had his doubts. Would anyone really eat the food produced in such a place?

"Heh, it's the computer room again. Don't these modification geeks have any other place to talk?"

Jack complained as he swaggered in, as if he was on a picnic and sighed, "The atmosphere is good. It would be even better if they planted a few pots of flowers."

Then I saw the two familiar artillery pieces, still placed in the familiar position.

"Oh, they are well prepared."

"Jack, you said the same thing last time..."

Hearing these words that sounded like a replica, David couldn't help but complain.

"Uh... Really? Why can't I remember it?" Jack scratched his head and looked around: "But I have to say, this place really hasn't changed at all."

Just as Jack had said, there was no change in the layout or furnishings of the Whole Foods factory.

You can even see the traces they left behind, although they are very blurry.

"You...have been here before?"

V followed behind Jack and looked around carefully, but he couldn't help but ask the questions in his mind.

"Hmm~" David responded with a nasal voice, "My companion was arrested before, and that's when I came here with Jack."

"Yes, sister, you don't know how powerful I was at that time..."

Jack began to brag about his past, and David just listened without any intention of interrupting or pointing out anything.

Although Jack's performance in the preview was indeed good, it was completely different from what he described now.

People who don’t know would think that he was the one who recruited all the members of the Uzumaki Gang at that time.

As they walked deeper, the space became wider and wider, and Jack suddenly stopped.

"Oh my god, look! It's a military technology transport vehicle."

They saw a vehicle parked in an open space with the word MILITECH marked on it. It was definitely a military technology truck.

"Oh my god!" Jack slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "I thought these bastards only robbed a few boxes, but they took the whole car!"

Not only Jack, but even V was surprised. She didn't expect that the people from the Uzumaki Gang would be so bold.

It would have been fine if they just intercepted the goods, but they actually took over the vehicle as well.

She finally understood why the people at Militech were so concerned about taking down the Vortex Gang.

The goods are worth only a few dollars, so it's fine to intercept them, but driving away the car as well is tantamount to a slap in the face of military technology, and no company would tolerate this.

"Okay, stop looking, let's go."

David waved his hand and asked the two of them to continue walking towards the depths of the factory.

However, they stopped at the stairs because there were dense red lines ahead.

"Oh my god, there are so many mines here in the city center. Are they planning to fight with the Militech troops?"

Jack was completely shocked.

Each red line is an infrared sensing line projected by a mine. Some are stuck on the wall, some are stuck on the ceiling, and some are stuck on the ground.

A quick glance revealed that there were more than ten of them placed here alone. Looking upwards, there were even more.

If a mine of this magnitude were to explode, not to mention whether the factory would collapse, no matter how many soldiers came, they would all be dead.

However, V gave a very different evaluation.

"Anti-personnel mines, directional fragmentation, I like it."

V stroked his chin and nodded, his eyes full of appreciation.

She didn't expect that these guys were actually quite tasteful.

"Are you sure you like it?" David looked at V with a strange look.

"Well, this guy is really great."

"Then I'll send you a box after this errand is finished."

There are several boxes of mines like this in the arsenal of the Terrorist Mobile Team, all of which were collected from some strange places.

But unfortunately, no one uses this thing.

Mainly because it is not useful.

"Okay, I'll make a note of that."

While the two were chatting, the anti-personnel mines placed in front of them made a beeping sound, and the suspended red lines suddenly disappeared without a trace.

There is no doubt that it was the people from the Vortex Gang who performed remote control and shut down the sensor.

The three of them continued to move deeper, but when they passed by the mines, an orange light flashed in David's ruby-like pupils.

At the same time, a crisp mechanical sound came from my head.

"Analysis completed."

With green lights all the way, they finally reached the deepest part of the Whole Foods factory.

The place was filled with guys from the Vortex Gang. Each of them had his entire frontal bone dug out from the bottom. His brow bones, nose bridge, and eye sockets were all replaced with optical prostheses that grew on his face like a giant spider. Six or seven large light bulbs were embedded on them, making them look like the compound eyes of an insect.

Just looking at it challenges the visual limits of normal people.

And this group of guys are as rampant as their weird looks, just like when they first came here.

Insults such as coward and sissy are heard everywhere.

Fortunately, David was too lazy to deal with these guys and went straight into the elevator with Jack and the others.

Would you bother with a group of little breads?

With a ding, the elevator reached the top floor machine room.

However, when V was about to walk out of the elevator door, a hand reached out and placed it on her shoulder, pushing her back. Fortunately, he was there to cushion her and prevent V from falling.

"Who are you looking for?"

The guy blocking the door, like the guy below, is also a weird guy with seven or eight light bulbs embedded in his face.

But one look at the iconic tactical vest and that familiar voice and you can be sure it's Dum Dum.

only....

"What is this guy asking when he already knows the answer? Who can we look for? Your mother?"

David silently complained in his mind, but for the sake of this "friendly" deal, and in order to avoid conflict and delay time in advance, he did not say these words out loud.

Instead, he said, "You should have a prototype robot in your hand, MTOD12 model, called Flathead."

"What's wrong? It's none of your business."

Dum Dum replied casually, but when he looked at David, he suddenly froze and quickly took out his pistol and pointed it at David.

"I know you, David Martinez. You were the one who killed our previous boss!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of everyone in the Vortex Gang in the computer room were focused on David.

For a moment, the air was filled with a slight smell of gunpowder.

Not only did I take office, but I was also responsible for the Dance of Death Club incident.

Although David was muttering this in his heart, he still raised his hands and said honestly, "Hey, man, calm down. I know you know me, and I also know that the flat head in your hand has nothing to do with me, but I am not here to cause trouble this time, but to discuss business."

He knew that even though the Uzumaki Gang seemed very loyal on the surface, they were actually the most cunning and even cruel guys.

Whether it is to the outside world or within the team, he doesn't believe that Dum Dum will care much about who the previous boss was.

Everything happened just as he thought. As soon as he heard about business, Dum Dum put down his gun.

"What business are you talking about?"

"Not long ago, Deshaun paid your former boss Brick fifty thousand dollars to buy a crew cut. I came here to pick up the goods. If necessary, I want to talk to your boss Royce in person."

"No, just talk to me. My name is Dum Dum."

Dum Dum rejected his proposal outright.

Because Dum Dum knew that if he came to negotiate, he might be able to make some money, but if it came to Royce, he wouldn't get a penny, and all he would get was three corpses.

This was also what he and Royce had agreed on before David and the others came up.

"Sofa, sit down and chat."

Dum Dum led the way in front, and David and the others followed behind.

"Hey, that was dangerous just now."

Sitting on the sofa, Jack suddenly nudged him lightly with his elbow.

Although Jack's loud voice was lowered enough for many people to hear him, David lowered his voice to a volume that only they could hear.

"Well, let's adapt to the situation from now on and try not to cause any conflicts. I still need some time."

At least until Lucy sent a message.

The purpose of his coming here, in addition to getting the short-haired guy, was mainly to cover for Lucy and attract the attention of these guys.

Although these guys look like new cyberhumans, the Uzumaki Gang still has some good cyber criminals.

As long as he showed up at the Whole Foods factory, he didn't believe that these hackers wouldn't focus their main attention on him all the time.

"Take a sip to refresh yourself."

Dum Dum suddenly handed over two red inhalers that he had taken out from somewhere, and there was no medical annotation on the surface of the cans.