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

Now that we are in Night City, and in 2076, how can we not meet this legendary rock musician?

Here, the fantasy time ends.

"I should get up too."

He glanced at the time and found that it was almost noon, so he tiptoed out of bed, afraid to wake Lucy.

Let her sleep a little longer.

After all, she was very tired last night, and her body still bore traces of the fierce battle.

Glancing at Lucy's delicate sleeping face, he quietly picked up his clothes and slipped into the bathroom, turned on the faucet and washed his face. The cool feeling cheered him up a little.

When I looked up, I saw my slightly thin upper body reflected in the mirror on the sink.

"No wonder Lucy said I wasn't suited to being a cyberpunk."

She does look very thin. Although she has developed six-pack abs and a streamlined mermaid line, she is still too thin.

Compared to the giant gorilla-like Mann, he is far inferior. Even Dolio, who is a woman, cannot compare to him.

But he didn't like that look, it looked too cumbersome and too big.

It's just right now.

After washing up quickly, he put on his clothes and went to the bed.

Looking at Lucy's delicate sleeping face, the smile on his face couldn't stop.

"You should get some more sleep, Lucy, and be careful not to catch a cold."

As he spoke, he slowly bent down and pulled up the thin blanket that had been rolled up to his waist.

Along the fair and smooth skin, from the slender waist, to the exquisite collarbone that people never get tired of looking at, and then tucked in the neck.

At the same time, Lucy's light but somewhat warm breath caressed his face.

Somewhat itchy.

My heart also began to itch.

David leaned over again and gently touched her forehead, suppressing his desire.

"I'll get busy first."

The voice was still very soft, and even the footsteps when leaving the room were very light, like a ninja without making a sound.

“Ding—ka!”

As the electronic door closed, Lucy, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened her eyes.

The pair of purple eyes, as gorgeous as the spectrum, flickered slightly as they stared at the closed door.

In fact, she woke up much earlier than David.

It seemed that it was because he was used to getting up early. He couldn't fall asleep after waking up, but he didn't know how to face David, so he continued to pretend to be asleep and tried to get away with it.

Therefore, whether it was David's whisper just now or the heartwarming gesture, she could feel it all clearly.

When she thought of how David had just covered her with a blanket, her heart was filled with happiness.

But at the same time, this sense of happiness is mixed with a hint of sadness.

She didn't know whether her choice was right or not.

On the one hand, she was once a fugitive property of Arasaka Company, and perhaps sooner or later she would be found by Arasaka people. She did not want David to be implicated because of this.

On the other hand, she really likes David and loves him deeply.

Especially during the conversation on the rooftop last night, David's words completely eliminated the restraint in her heart.

But since she had made this choice, choosing David, she had no regrets.

They just need to face the future together.

She is such a person——

Although you may feel sad, worried, and confused, as long as you make a choice, you will never regret it.

However, what she didn't know was that what she was worrying about was completely unnecessary.

David had already been prepared for all this.

Just like the oath we made yesterday, what does it matter even if it’s Arasaka?

Just smash it and run it over.

At worst, I can turn my body into a raging fire and burn the entire Night City to ashes!

At the same time, David was still carrying out his daily work as usual.

But today is a little different, the target is set on Charter Hill in Westbrook.

Wherever there is a wealthy area, it is relatively wealthy, but at the same time, the difficulty is much higher than that of those low-level corporate dogs on the Skyrail who have had their value squeezed out of them by the companies.

But for him who owns Sian Westin, it is not a big deal.

One, two, three...

While using remote hacking technology to eject their separation chips, he used Sianwestin to accelerate them and secretly steal those chips.

Fifteen chips were stolen in just a few minutes.

But the amount...

"Tsk, you are really poor..."

With a blue light flashing in his eyes, he calculated the total value of these chips, which was just over 10,000 yuan.

This is a wealthy area...

But on second thought, it makes sense, after all, this is on the street.

How much money can people walking on the street have?

Moreover, these people usually have many spare chips. How many people would be foolish enough to put all their assets in the slots and walk around the streets openly?

If you want to make money, that's where it has to be.

His eyes slowly turned to the open-air plaza above the building that was as prosperous as Wall Street in New York. That place and the North Oak District were where the real rich people stayed.

Basically, the senior executives and middle-class employees of major companies would frequent the place. Every night, one could see the hovercrafts produced by Rayfield flying overhead, and countless sports cars coming in and out below.

But unfortunately, he couldn't get in... He wasn't qualified to go there, as that was a VIP area.

"Ah, where's my money?"

"Mine is gone too!"

"Catch the thief! There's a thief here, call the NCPD!"

Suddenly, the crowd began to riot.

Many people have already noticed that the separation chip in the slot is missing and have started looking around to try to find the thief, and some have even started contacting NCPD.

"Fuck, run away, run away."

Seeing this, David couldn't help but quicken his pace and leave.

It would not be fun to be surrounded by the NCPD.

Although they can fight their way out, or escape in various ways, doing so will also result in a bounty being put on their heads, or recruit members of the terrorist squad.

He didn't want to face that woman again, and in this kind of situation.

“It’s really prosperous…”

Looking at the prosperous scene around him, which was completely different from that of Saint-Domingo and Watson District, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Just then, a loud noise suddenly came from behind.

Long——

The gradually increasing roar of an engine came from behind, and a sky blue sports car sped past him on the road, raising a cloud of dust.

"Fuck, where did this idiot come from? Did he eat too much? Driving fast in the downtown area in broad daylight?!"

And it’s on the streets of Charter Hill!

Are you really not afraid of killing someone?

Looking at the Gudra Turbo-R740 speeding ahead, he frowned slightly and fanned away the exhaust smell lingering at the tip of his nose with his hand.

There seemed to be a hint of sourness in the indignant words.

Indeed, he was envious and jealous.

The Goodla Turbo-R740 is a classic sports car produced in the United States. It has a powerful engine, flexible handling and domineering appearance. Although it is far inferior to the Renfield, it is also a man's dream.

However, what he said was not just jealousy.

In a wealthy area like Westbrook, if a car accident really happens, there is a high chance that the other party is a middle-level manager of a company or some powerful guy.

The outcome will either be peaceful or be sunk to a dock in Night City.

However, the sports car in front seemed to have heard his voice and suddenly stepped on the brakes.

squeak--

The friction between the suddenly locked tires and the asphalt road made a harsh sound.

The Goodra turned around while leaving a black burn mark on the ground, stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards him.

"What the hell, is this true? A murder in broad daylight?!"

In less than three seconds, the sports car was within reach, and he quickly used Sian Westin to slow down time.

As time seemed to stand still, he saw the person in the driver's seat.

"Tanaka Katsuo?"

David recognized the man in the driver's seat at a glance. His short flowing blue hair like a watermelon head and his arrogant face were hard to forget even if he wanted to.

But now is not the time to worry about this.

He quickly dodged to the side, and time resumed its flow.

Katsuo Tanaka, who was in the driver's seat, immediately noticed David's sudden disappearance, but his body did not react at all. He even stepped on the floor gas again, reaching a high speed and turning into a stream of light...

boom--

It crashed beautifully into the flower bed below the building.

When the people around saw this, they fled in all directions in panic like frightened birds and fish.

Looking over at the flower bed, I saw that the hard stone wall was covered with dense spider-web-like cracks, and gravel was slowly falling off from it.

As for that Goodra?

Haha, the front of the car was completely deformed and smashed into pieces, sinking deep into the stone wall of the flower bed, wisps of green smoke coming out, and it was just a little bit away from being flattened.

This miserable scene is painful to watch.

But then again, what is this guy planning to do?

Do you want to kill me?

He stood aside, quietly watching the severely deformed sports car and stroking his chin gently.

Even though I broke both of this guy's arms last time, he shouldn't be so furious, right?

Just drive your car and hit someone?

Didn’t you think about the consequences of not hitting anyone but hitting something else?

It's also fortunate that this is a downtown area and not a pier, otherwise we would have to perform a sea coaster on the spot.

Moreover, was this guy discharged from the hospital so soon?

He was obviously seriously injured at that time...should we say that they are worthy of being called the trauma team?

However, just as he was secretly complaining, Katsuo Tanaka, who was almost killed by the airbag in the driver's seat, woke up.

The severe pain made him cover his forehead subconsciously, but he felt a slippery feeling.

As his vision gradually regained focus, he saw a hint of bright red on the palm of his hand.

"Blood...?"