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

You can tell where this contraband came from just by thinking about it.

Most likely he is an S fan, because these guys in the Uzumaki Gang love this thing the most.

"Take a sip."

Seeing that the two had no intention of taking it, Dum Dum passed it again.

Ugh, it's disgusting, there are teeth marks on it...

From the clear teeth marks at the suction port, you can tell that this thing has been used.

Although he doesn't reject S fans, he is still quite resistant to eating strangers' saliva.

Both physically and mentally.

So, I declined Dum Dum's inhaler.

"I'll forget it."

And V had no intention of accepting it.

"Oh, you coward."

The optics on Dum Dum's face flickered, as if expressing contempt, and he took a sip, making a refreshing sound.

"Fuck! Damn, this is so satisfying!"

The whole person was shaking like a malfunctioning machine.

"Should we talk business?"

Just when Dum Dum was having a great time, David suddenly spoke up.

This made Dum Dum very unhappy, but he didn't say anything and just waved to his men.

Another guy brought out a huge box from the other door of the machine room and put it on the coffee table with a thump, right next to Dum Dum's hand.

"Is this what you want? A crew cut, MTOD12."

Dum Dum patted the big box at hand and opened it casually.

There was a robot lying inside that looked like a mechanical dog, and it was running around the room following Dum Dum's orders.

"This thing has a lot of features, including dynamic light and heat camouflage armor and an immersive cognitive system equipped with a crow controller."

"That's not all. There's also a prototype drive device made of titanium alloy fiber."

Dum Dum looked very much like those people who sold movies on the street and enthusiastically introduced all the movies they owned to him.

What about multiple people, the girl next door, Asia, Europe and the United States... ahem, I'm getting off topic.

"Wow, you guys are really brave. Aren't you afraid that military technology will cause trouble?"

Looking at the prototype robot running around on the ceiling, David's eyes glowed orange.

"Fuck military technology, let them try." Dum Dum opened his hands with an attitude of indifference and even contempt, "We erased the serial number and lifted the access ban. If you say it's yours, it's yours."

Indeed, in this case, military technology cannot be traced.

Kidney-snatchers and black market prosthetics doctors do this all the time, even those with military-grade implants.

Only David was stupid enough to put the military tenderloin on himself without even erasing the serial number.

In the end, it was Lao Wei who helped get it off.

At the same time, the guy with the flat head made a circle and ran back to the slot in the box. After the control chip was pulled out and put away, the box was closed again.

The rolling door in the distance behind Dum Dum gradually rose up, and inside it sat a strange bald strong man, sitting on a swivel chair and watching everything.

The big light bulb on his face is like an indicator light.

"How's it going? Is the stuff okay?"

"Yeah, not bad, we want it."

As he spoke, David reached out his hand, but just as he was about to touch the handle, the box was pulled away.

"What do you want to do?"

"Take your things and leave."

"You haven't paid yet!"

"Money?" David showed an innocent expression, "The money has been paid to your former boss Brick..."

bang——

Before he could finish, the burly man sitting on the swivel chair suddenly stood up, slammed the rolling door, walked out, and came straight to David.

"Give it to Brick? ....Hehe."

Dum Dum was frightened by the menacing attitude and quickly stood up to make way for the man.

At the same time, he pulled out a pistol and pointed it at them, just like the members of the Vortex Gang around them, and the man had already pressed the pistol to David's forehead.

"Where the hell is Brick? Can't you see him?!"

However, this pistol had no deterrent effect on David, and he even sighed helplessly.

"Oh, what a bunch of bastards, are you planning to deny it now?"

"Don't admit it? Haha! He said he doesn't admit it..."

Royce smiled happily, like a kid weighing several hundred pounds.

"I'm not going to admit it, what do you think? Either you pay up today, or I'm going to throw you into the production line and turn you into canned food!"

His attitude is extremely arrogant. He even said something like throwing the members of the Terrorist Squad into a food production line and making them into canned food. I wonder what Melissa would think after hearing this.

I guess...I should admire this guy for being a real man, right?

However, just as David was about to speak, he suddenly received a message.

It was from Lucy, saying the item had arrived.

He was relieved that he no longer had to sit here and chat with these bastards.

At this point, a playful smile gradually appeared on his face: "Are you sure... you want me to pay you again?"

"Stop talking nonsense, this is my territory, stop bargaining here!"

Royce has not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.

However, Jack, who knew David very well, had already reached out to his waist without leaving any trace.

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"Well, you have to catch it."

David pulled a chip out of the slot on his neck and handed it over.

"I didn't expect that the old fat bastard who punched the Animal Gang and trampled on Taiping Island would actually send such a coward. Hahahaha!"

Royce's voice and the laughter of the Uzumaki gang's minions were very harsh, and at least they irritated V, who had been silent all this time.

But in the current situation, she couldn't do anything.

They are not superior in numbers.

"Bring it to you!"

Royce reached out to grab the chip from David's hand, but the moment he reached out...

With a snap, Royce's arm bent in an impossible direction, and he immediately let out a pig-slaughtering howl.

He didn't even react to what was happening. In just a moment, his arm was broken.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger to blow David's head off, he felt a pain in his chest. He flew backwards and hit the rolling door hard, causing it to dent.

"Fuck...kill these sons of bitches!"

Royce, who was unable to move, issued orders to his men. The minions immediately came to their senses and pulled the trigger.

Da da da da da da——

The machine room was suddenly filled with gunfire and bullets. The other minions downstairs heard the noise and wanted to catch up, but the elevator inexplicably malfunctioned and could not operate.

There were only a few people upstairs, and Jack cleared them all out in less than thirty seconds.

Even Dum Dum, who was relatively easy to talk to, was now lying on the ground with his two arms missing.

In the entire computer room, apart from the minions whose heads were shot, the only ones alive were Royce embedded in the rolling door and Dum Dum lying on the ground.

"let's go."

Picking up the box, David walked straight towards the roller shutter door exit above without even looking at the two guys.

"Hey, David, aren't you going to kill them?"

The one who spoke was V.

Whether it was out of inner anger or the idea of ​​rooting out the problem, she believed that these two people should be killed.

"Forget it, there's no need to waste bullets on them."

David looked at the two guys coldly, as if they were two dead people, then turned around and forcibly tore open the sealed rolling door.

"let's go."

Jack and V exchanged glances when they heard this.

Since David said so, they chose to follow him and ignore these two guys.

However, Royce, who was embedded in the shutter door below, shouted, "Fuck you, if you don't kill me today, I will definitely kill you, you bastard!!!"

It's like a wild dog, barking there.

"Ha. Then prepare to go to hell and repent, idiot."

David, who was the last one to leave standing in front of the passage, sneered and slowly raised one hand.

"'Mimicry' - Anti-infantry bomb"

As the words fell, pure white data surged in his palm, and in just a few seconds he constructed an anti-personnel mine that he had seen before, which he slapped against the wall.

This size is at least five times larger than before, almost as big as the chest.

After doing all this, David took a last look at the machine room, took another step and disappeared into the darkness of the passage.

For him, the Vortex Gang and the food processing factory had completed their mission.

Outside the Whole Foods factory.

The sun has set, and the darkness spreading from the badlands is gradually engulfing the entire city, as if the neon lights in the streets are the last stubbornness of this city.

Jack, David and V walked out of the small door of the factory in a swaggering and orderly manner, just like a trio of some evil gang.

"?Madre mía! (Oh my god), David, you are amazing."

Jack walked out of the factory and breathed fresh air again, and patted David's shoulder hard.

However, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the dark object that came into view through the gap of the closing door.

"I didn't expect that these modification enthusiasts could even get their hands on military-grade mechas."

Jack is still frightened.

If there had been a conflict with the Vortex Gang at the beginning, or if Royce had escaped, the three of them would have had to face a particularly brutal mecha.

Although it is not fully armored, the seemingly indestructible red shield and hard alloy frame are definitely not something that can be destroyed by ordinary pistols or swords.

Once someone gets hit by such a blow, they probably start to think about how to display their large black-and-white photo and wreath, and how to hold a memorial service.

"It's probably a newly developed prototype for military technology."

V looked through his memories but did not find any matching information, and it also looked different from the bipedal multi-purpose mecha equipped by the NCPD.

It should have been intercepted by the Uzumaki Gang when it was being transported together with the crew cut guy.

"Military technology has developed something so horrible, are they planning to go to war with Arasaka?" Jack sighed subconsciously, but then he seemed to think of something and said, "By the way, where's Royce? Are you planning to let that bastard go?"

Both he and V felt uncomfortable when they thought of Royce's arrogant look before.

"It's not like you to let your enemies go, man."

"That's right." V nodded in agreement.