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

As soon as the other party uttered a word, he hung up the call and blocked the principal's number without hesitation.

"Now we have 600,000 yuan, which is enough to buy some better implants."

A happy smile appeared on his face, he felt happy all over, and started to make plans for his beautiful tomorrow.

As for back-to-school?

Sorry, it's impossible to go back.

He is not interested in working as a dog for any company.

35. Do girls these days dress so coolly?

After the robbery of the Pride Car, Tanaka became a very cautious person.

Not only did he change his daily schedule, he also rarely went back to his home in the Oak District and often stayed overnight at the company.

Because of this, both Faraday, who was cooperating with military technology, and Mann's team, who was carrying out Tanaka's commission, had completely calmed down.

There's no other way. We can't just go to Arasaka Building to arrest people.

However, the additional investigation into Mr. Tanaka has not stopped and is ready to take action when the opportunity arises.

It was also because of this incident that David was completely free after completing his first mission.

Occasionally, he would ask Mann to run errands for him to earn some extra money, or he would go to the Skyrail with Lucy to rob the company dogs.

But the income was meager, not even enough to buy the implant.

The lower-level corporate dogs are really poor...

"Mann, what commission do you have today?"

He asked again today the question that made Mann feel desperate.

"No more, nothing at all! Don't bother me anymore!"

"Hey, hey, hey, Mann... stop acting like a little girl who was raped, okay? I just want to run errands and make some money..."

He just wants to make some money, is there anything wrong with that?

"Since you like making money so much, why don't you go do some private work! I don't have any work left!"

"Hey, stop kidding, Mann..."

David's voice was full of helplessness.

Running private jobs?

He thought too.

The key is that the implants have not been fully equipped yet, and the only middleman is Regina Jones.

Clean up the cyberpsychosis now?

That's crazy.

You have to know that none of the cyber maniacs who can attract Regina's attention are easy to deal with, they are basically all celebrities.

Just like the good luck you had on the Skyrail last time, it may not happen again.

Fortunately, he finally got a job from Mann, which was a courier delivery job.

I also warned him not to contact me next time when he has nothing to do.

"Tsk, did you take the wrong medicine? You're so angry... and so stingy..."

After the call was hung up, he couldn't help but curl his lips while sitting at home.

It would be fine if there were no big jobs, but now the commissions have stopped. Is the mercenary business so unprofitable?

Little did they know that a team like Mann's, which was somewhat famous in the Afterlife Bar, was already considered good, and they also had a middleman who had connections with military technology.

If it were any other team, they might not get a job for several months.

Even if there is any, they are just trivial things, such as follow-up investigations, and the pay is not high.

What he didn't know was that the reason why Mann was so angry today was mainly because his phone call just ruined Mann's good fortune.

I could have had a passionate moment with Dolio in the Afterlife Bar, but I was interrupted like this. Who wouldn’t be angry?

"This damn brat..."

"What's wrong, Mann?" Dolio, who was standing by, was puzzled when she saw that Mann seemed very angry after the communication was interrupted.

Obviously, Faraday has calmed down now, and there is nothing else to do except looking for Tanaka.

Why are you so angry all of a sudden?

"Well, nothing. It's just that David has been acting like a madman lately. He comes to me every now and then to ask for work. I'm getting really annoyed."

"Damn, I don't have so much work to do..." Mann complained as he picked up a glass of wine and gulped it down.

"Haha, David? He is indeed a good and motivated kid."

"Well, I know that, but it's not a good idea to keep going on like this."

After drinking, Mann began to ponder and think about countermeasures.

He finished all the work on hand in just a few days, which was really terrifying speed.

But because Faraday's order was a failure, there were no new commissions for a while...

Suddenly he seemed to think of something, opened the communication column, found Lucy's name, and dialed the number.

Since it was the pet that Lucy picked up, it was natural that Lucy should be responsible for it.

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Meanwhile, Watson District Long Beach North.

“It should be here…”

David stood in front of a three-story building and muttered to himself.

Not long ago, he followed Mann's instructions and received a package from Mr. Ado from Mame, which was said to be a gift from Mann to Pira.

If I remember correctly, there should be a pair of golden prosthetic hands inside...

Well, never mind. What's inside is none of his business anyway.

"Well, this is the right place."

Following the address, he found the residence of Rebecca and Pyrrha, a brother and sister, and rang the doorbell.

Sizzle, sizzle——

It was the sound of an old-fashioned electronic doorbell.

At the same time, the metal automatic door opened with a crash, and the black muzzle of a gun emerged from inside, just hitting his forehead.

"I go...."

This incident just now almost made him take action subconsciously.

"Ah, it's David! How are you doing?"

Rebecca, who was only as tall as his chest, appeared at the door, staring at him with her big curious eyes, her voice full of surprise.

However, she seemed to be chewing something in her mouth.

"Ah, it was fine, but it's not good now that I see you."

With a pair of dead fish eyes, he slowly scanned Rebecca's petite body and said calmly: "Is it still necessary to wear such cool clothes in broad daylight?"

At this moment, Rebecca was standing on the cold floor with her bare feet. Except for some parts covered by black cloth, there was no cover on the rest of her body.

His hair is disheveled and he looks as if he just woke up, and one can even clearly see the traces of modification on his body.

But you know what, although Rebecca with her hair down looks a little less cute, she looks a little more gentle.

This really hits his XP.

But the premise is that you can ignore the pistol pointed at her forehead and the cool outfit...

"Tsk, what's wrong with these people? Don't they wear clothes at home?"

He secretly complained in his heart.

Please give me more!

"Ahahaha, sorry sorry."

After he said that, Rebecca reacted and put the gun to her head and scratched her hair.

But he didn't care about the wearer's appearance.

"By the way, what are you doing here? Do you need help?"

"No, here's a package that Mann asked me to bring to Pyrrha."

"Ah, that's it..."

Rebecca seemed a little disappointed, and then turned around and shouted into the house: "Brother! There's Mann's package!"

Her face was filled with dissatisfaction and trouble, and she looked like she had had enough of this stupid brother.

"Oh wow! Really?!"

I heard the person before I saw him, and Pira's unremarkable voice was the first to be heard.

Then there was a gurgling sound, which was the sound of the wheelchair rubbing against each other.

Pyrrha's figure came out from a place that looked like a laboratory, stretched out an oddly long arm from a distance, quickly took the package from his arms, and then turned the chair back.

"Oh wow! We're finally here!"

"Do you know how many people are vying to get this pair of prosthetic hands?!"

“It’s so cool, haha!”

An excited sound of "hehehe" came from inside, as if someone had seen some extremely beautiful woman.

Then another pair of old prosthetic hands was thrown out.

As for being so excited?

The corners of his mouth twitched awkwardly, and then he sighed.

"Forget it, the package has been delivered, I'm leaving now."

"Eh? Wait a minute!"

As soon as he turned to leave, Rebecca grabbed the corner of his clothes.

And he turned his head again and shouted: "Brother!!! Pay the money!!!"

"Ahahaha, pay for me!"

A hand stretched out from inside and waved, as if to say "Don't bother me", and then raised it in the international friendly gesture.

boom--

A sharp bullet hit the damn golden prosthetic hand accurately.

"You pay for it yourself! You poor bastard!!!"

The pistol in Rebecca's hand was emitting wisps of blue smoke, and she was breathing heavily, as if she was about to explode with anger.

But a nonchalant voice came from inside: "Aha, it's bulletproof!"

"Haha...these two siblings...have a really good relationship."

This scene simply stunned him. If one didn’t know better, one would have thought that this was some mortal enemy.

"Forget it, forget it. We are all on the same team. There is no need to bother with money or anything."

He interrupted the little drama between the brother and sister and said nonchalantly.

Not much money anyway.

"Oh, that won't do."

Turning her head, Rebecca returned to her original gentle, quiet and lovely appearance, and her speed was even faster than turning the pages of a book.

You are worthy of me, Rebecca.