Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 9 9. Go to the Wild Wolf Bar
"Well, I got kicked as expected."

On the second day of the journey, Carl woke up in a hotel in Watson District and received a call from Oliver who had rushed back to Saint Domingo the night before.

"What do you mean?"

After washing his face and looking at his young face in the mirror, Carl replied.

"What else can I do? I can't go back to Santo Domingo anymore. I guess I've been kicked out. I'll be in Watson soon. Let's meet at the restaurant in front of the hotel. You order first. I want a steak for ten euros."

“You really know how to eat.”

Without a toothbrush or toothpaste, Carl put his fingers into his mouth and rubbed them with water for a few times. He brushed his teeth and then rinsed his mouth. He decided that he must rent a decent apartment in the future. This hotel was really not good.
After walking out of the room, Carl walked all the way to the restaurant across the street from the hotel because the room fee had already been paid last night. When crossing the road, he was almost hit by a crooked car. However, Carl had a good mental state and did not draw his gun. Instead, he shot a few sobering bullets at the driver.

After all, this is not Gotham, there is no need to be so conservative.

Carl ordered a steak for Oliver and a bowl of Chinese cold noodles for himself. Feeling that it might take him longer to adapt to eating insect meat than to being a mercenary, Carl bought himself a bottle of drink before the food came.

Carl's teeth were astringent after drinking the Coke he drank yesterday, so he changed to a different kind of cola today. It's called Syrus Classic Coke, and the packaging has an American flavor to it, with red and white stripes and a blue star background, which is too liberal and patriotic.

Then, after taking a sip, Carl's eyes lit up. He had to admit that Celis Coke was better than Coke. It turned out that one had to drink American Coke when in America.

"Oh, you're drinking Celery Cola, I like that too."

While Carl was tasting the cola, Oliver had already arrived. He naturally sat next to Carl and bought a bottle of Celis Coke from the vending machine next to the table and started drinking it. While drinking, he said, "There is a strange saying in our Sixth Street Gang that Celis Coke is the patriotic cola, and drinking other colas is offensive. Even if you don't drink Celis Coke, you have to salute it with other drinks when passing by."

"Something called the American Supreme Drink."

Carl complained, feeling that the patriotic marketing of Celis Cola was really successful, but he remembered that Night City was not an independent city, and it was still so patriotic even though it was not under management. The Sixth Street Gang was founded by retired American soldiers, so that was fine.

"What do you say today? Is there any way to contact the middleman?"

"No."

Oliver naturally spread his hands, but still gave an idea: "But Dad said that if you want to do something, do it well and don't always give up halfway. He gave me a suggestion and said that I can go to the Wild Wolf Bar in Heywood to have a look. There are often people recruiting people to work there. Maybe we can get some tasks."

[Heywood]: Heywood is a neighborhood with a clear gap between the rich and the poor. The park buildings in the north are very different from the vicious and dangerous slums in the south, but its unique and clear charm will always attract you everywhere.

NCPD hazard level assessment: Partially hazardous.

Along with this information, what flashed through his mind was the current information about the Heywood gang.

[Valentino Gang]: They control the area dominated by Latinos, adhere to the values ​​of honor, justice and brotherhood, and are willing to pay any price to defend them. The friendship of the Valentino Gang is priceless and will follow you to the grave. Before getting involved with them, it is best to think carefully.

The food was served. "I remember that the Valentino Gang was at odds with the Sixth Street Gang. Is it okay for you and I to go to the Valentino Gang's territory?"

"What's the problem? Chew, I'm not a member of the Sixth Street Gang anymore. Besides, many of us in the Sixth Street Gang have a good relationship with the Valentino Gang. We just need to save face. Chew, this steak is delicious. It's full of juice and the meat is of great quality."

Watching Oliver chewing and talking, with steak juice splattering in his mouth, Carl instinctively hid back. He had to say, watching Oliver chewing the steak to make juice, he felt like biting a bug and it bursting. Overall, this vision was quite exciting.

"If that's okay, let's go there after dinner. How do we get there? Should we take the subway?"

Carl still remembered that the intelligence he saw at the time said that there was a subway in Night City.

"No need to bother. I drove here this time, and all my belongings are here."

Oliver said, pointing his fork at a black car parked outside the restaurant window.

"Quartz EC-L R275. My sister gave me this as a twentieth birthday present. It's affordable, strong and durable. You can take my car with me later. I know some places on Heywood Road."

After that, the talkative Oliver added: "This is a two-seater car. I only let my ex-girlfriend ride in it before. You are the first one of the same sex."

"Then I have to thank you."

Carl, who didn't know much about cars of this era, didn't complain much. He quickly finished his portion of cold noodles and felt a little sick of it. The noodles were indeed delicious because of the wheat, but he had eaten them three times in a row including last night's meal, so he didn't feel like eating any more.

"Oh, speaking of thank you, you might actually have to thank me."

Oliver heard Carl's words and suddenly remembered something and said, "I put two Norkota D 5 Copperhead kinetic assault rifles in the trunk of the car to ensure that we have enough guns to take on the task when we need to engage in intense firefights."

[Norcota D 5 Copperhead]: If the most popular assault rifle in the 47th century was the AK-, then the most popular assault rifle in today's world is the Copperhead. The reliable, powerful and cheap weapons from Norcota Manufacturing Company are the most trustworthy ones around you.

Assault rifle?

"With the recoil of the assault rifle, I might not even be able to hold the gun down by then."

"Then why not just raise it above your head and shoot wherever you want?"

Oliver took the last bite of his steak.

"What do you mean KK, shall we go?"

"Sure, let's go, Oliver."

(End of this chapter)