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

Boom——

A red lotus-like blast of wind spread in the air, detonating the motorcycle's fuel tank and instantly sweeping the rider up in the blast's blast and flames.

Roughly speaking, this guy has been blown to pieces.

"call--"

After doing all this, David touched the non-existent sweat on his forehead and got back into the car amid the bumpy ride.

However, it seems that I played too much just now, and my waist seems to be stretched...

The slightest movement would cause an intense pain, as if it were to break.

"Hiss, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

He held his waist with one hand and breathed in cold air, while with the other hand he steered the vehicle in the opposite direction on the road.

However, Lucy in the passenger seat was not so lucky. She slumped back in the seat, her slender hands tightly gripping the handle inside the car and refusing to let go.

"Lucy, what's wrong with you?"

“Hehe…Hehe…”

Lucy slowly turned her head when she heard that. Her face was filled with fear and the corners of her mouth twitched in embarrassment.

"You really are..."

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly swallowed it back.

say what?

What to say?

Crazy?

She found that this word was far from enough to describe the teenager who was driving next to her.

This was much crazier than she had imagined!

If he hadn't spoken normally, she would have suspected that the person sitting next to her was a cyber-psychopath.

Just now, the extremely dangerous behavior was something that normal people couldn't do...

Finding that Lucy didn't seem to have anything to say, he turned his eyes back to the road and curled his lips:

"Tsk, although we succeeded in killing those two people, it's a pity to lose those implants..."

“…”

What a money-hungry brat...

She could only say this inwardly about David's greed for money, but then a delicate curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Even though this boy's behavior was sometimes too crazy, she didn't hate this feeling...

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33. Sasha Yakovleva, former hacker of Mann Team

At night, Mann's team, which had completed the mission, decided to hold a party, both as a way to relax after completing the mission and as a welcome party for David to officially join the team.

The location was arranged in front of a restaurant called Turbo on Japan Street. There were also several small stalls in front of the store selling Japanese yakitori and other snacks.

Not only people from Mann's team gathered here, but there seemed to be many strangers involved as well.

It seemed that some of them didn’t even know Mann, they just came over to buy food and drinks to see the fun.

The manager of Turbo was also standing at the door, smoking and looking happy. With Mann's reputation, those thugs didn't dare to come and cause trouble.

"Hulu! Huulu! Look at this! Whoosh!"

Pyrrha was performing wine bottle acrobatics with his long, nimble arms, making everyone laugh.

Then he took it and used his superb hand speed to perform his glue-applying skills.

The kind where you can only see layers of phantoms.

However, if you really use this method to apply glue, you will probably grind an iron rod into a needle right away, right?

Dolio and a man dressed like a restaurant waiter sat in chairs and watched Pyrrha's performance.

That was Falco, the team's exclusive driver.

Lucy drank alone and silently, but her head moved from side to side as if she was looking at something;

Qi Wei was sitting alone at the table, smoking a cigarette, with a dazed and absent-minded look in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

The slender legs that were usually hidden under the windbreaker and tightly wrapped in brown striped stockings were now slowly put together and exposed to the air.

David sat on the hood of Mann's muscle car, quietly watching the bustling crowd.

Just then, Mann's tall figure slowly walked over from not far away, and he seemed to be holding two bottles of beer in his hands.

"Here, this is for you, boy."

Mann handed over one of the bottles of beer, but the bottle seemed to have become a mini version in those huge hands.

"Thanks."

He took the beer and took a sip, then felt the lid shake.

It was Mann, flopped down next to him.

"Good job today, kid."

"Thank you for the compliment. This is what I should do."

David responded perfunctorily while picking up the bottle and taking another sip.

But his eyes never left the lively scene before him.

The cheerful scene that greeted his eyes at this moment made his thoughts drift away slightly.

How nice would it be if time could stop at this moment?

There were only laughter and joy, no intrigue, and no bloody fighting.

Even my body and mind were infected by this relaxing atmosphere, I couldn't help but relax and slowly leaned back...

“Hiss—it hurts, it hurts!”

His movement stretched the injured muscles in his waist, and he immediately gasped.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just hit my waist accidentally when I was dealing with those two minions from the Tiger Claw Gang."

He slowly rubbed the injured part with his hands.

“Hahahahaha.” Mann suddenly laughed out loud: “This is the disadvantage of the original body.”

"So, save some money and buy yourself something. Your original body can't bear the damage of Sian Westin."

"I know."

The pain in his waist slowly faded away, and he once again placed his hands on the cover of the mechanism, looking up at the bright and colorful neon colors pouring down from the sky, painting the dark night like watercolors.

How could he not understand this truth?

The system had already reminded him last time.

Although it was not as direct as Mann's, it also told him that his small body could not withstand the damage caused by Swanwestan.

Judging from what happened in the car today, the injuries to the waist muscles are considered minor. It would not be surprising if I were to rupture muscles or break bones when using Swanwestin one day.

"Well, but then again, aren't you planning on becoming a professional racer?"

He was slightly stunned by Mann's sudden statement.

Lucy has already reported to Mann truthfully what happened on the road today.

Especially when it came to the fierce battle on the road, Lucy tried her best not to add any emotional color to her description, but Mann still felt shocked.

He thought that the boy named David next to him seemed more suitable to be a professional driver than a mercenary.

But David himself didn't think so. He just smiled at Mann's words and said, "Why, are you still going to persuade me to change my career?"

"Or...my performance today didn't meet your expectations, so you don't plan to hire me?"

His face was full of amusement.

“Hahahaha.” Mann laughed again and stretched out a hand as big as his head and gently pressed it on his head. “Don’t worry, we will take care of you.”

As he said this, he picked up the bottle of wine that was totally inappropriate for his body size and started drinking it, then changed the subject:

"But don't forget, there is no one in this world you can fully trust, except yourself."

At this moment, Mann's resolute expression reminded him of Jack, but he was an older brother who was more reassuring than Jack.

Emmm, a bit like Captain Olga.

After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Mann slowly withdrew his gaze: "If you don't want to die, grow up quickly."

This is not alarmist talk, but the real truth.

He himself is well aware of this.

Even Mann's team has no idea how many team members they have changed so far.

In Night City, most people's lives are not glorious and grand, even until the moment of death.

Even now, a madman with a weapon might pop out from there in the next second and blow your head off with a bullet.

There was absolutely no sign or warning. It just happened so casually, like a stray dog ​​dying on the roadside.

Life is so humble and so worthless.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously reached into his pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Click! A tiny flame lit up on the lighter, and it slowly ignited.

Then he took a deep breath, his eyes a little dazed.

When Mann saw his actions, he just glanced at him and drank his beer quietly.

After a while, an old woman came up to Mann with two paper bags in her hands.

"Here, this is for you. It's your reward for today."

Mann placed one of the paper bags next to him and transferred a large sum of money to him.

"so much?"

Looking at the extra 30,000 euros in his account, he was slightly surprised.

"You get paid for the work you do. That's my principle."

Having said that, the 30,000 euros is probably close to the total compensation this time.

And this paper bag...

Out of curiosity, he opened the package casually, but his brows furrowed slightly.

It was filled with bottles and cans, all labeled "BioTechnica."

"Biotech company stuff?"

"Yes, it's produced by a biotechnology company and is considered a high-end product on the market. This is enough for you to use for a month."

"From the look of you, is there any story behind this?"

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when Mann mentioned the biotech company, his tone was a little lost and a sad look appeared on his face.

"It's not much of a story..." Mann took out a bottle from his bag and held it high up to the sky. The translucent liquid inside was neon-colored, filling his eyes with memories.

"A former partner disappeared due to a biotech company incident... and has not been heard from since."

“I don’t know if he’s still alive now.”

Mann's voice was full of nostalgia.

The missing team member was the only and best hacker in the team before Qiwei arrived.

However, one day during a party at the Afterlife Bar, she suddenly left them.

And there was no further news of his whereabouts.