Cyberpunk: From Dogville to Legend

Chapter 160 Stinging the Mad Dog's Dream (8.5K)

In the bustling Night City Company Plaza, holographic goldfish swam freely in an ocean of air, seemingly as usual.

Inside the pitch-black tower—

The entire company has put its 70th to 90th floors under lockdown today, and field staff have been urgently recalled.

The employees at their workstations were suddenly filled with fear and unease... At that moment, V, the head of the counterintelligence department, crossed his arms, a deep anxiety between his brows, and his sharp eyes scanned every detail in the office area.

In one spot, the man swallowed hard.

The red light emanating from the Japanese-style alcove above his workstation, which normally appeared noble and elegant, now seemed to have turned blood red, slowly eroding the man's confidence.

"You! Stand up and submit to the examination!"

"Please put everyone's hands where they can be seen on the table!"

Agent Arasaka's cold voice rang out from the side.

The counterintelligence agent, who was efficient in his work and had seen blood before, unconsciously twitched his shoulder.

He turned his head and found that his colleague next to him was being searched and his personal equipment was being checked. The guy's face was even paler than before, and even his lips had lost their color and turned into a bluish-purple color.

He was rubbing a pill in his palm, his eyes darting around, unable to make up his mind—his gaze fell on an email conversation on his computer desktop:
[Mom]: Thank God! My child, your company bonus helped us a lot, covering the surgery costs... Your father received a biotechnology-developed active kidney transplant in New York (photo), and everything went smoothly! Remember to come home, we're waiting for you.

[Torston Michelle]: Okay, Mom :)

(Withdrawn) [Toston Michel]: Love you all.

at this time--

"Hurry up, all of you! What are you dawdling for?"

Although the new boss is a woman, the counterintelligence knows about her methods and execution capabilities.

Time is running out!

In his dark eyes, the woman in the photo, her face slightly wrinkled, smiled gently; the man, wearing a breathing mask and with his eyes closed, lay on the hospital bed. The reluctance in this rebel's eyes grew stronger and stronger—

But then, as if a taut rubber band had been released, he took one last, relieved look at the woman's gentle eyes and brows.

The email has been deleted.

All problems will end with him.

In my hand was cyanide, a substance for which there was still no way to salvage it under current scientific and technological conditions. The medicine, soaked in cold sweat, emitted a faint, bitter almond smell.

Go to your death without thinking too much, so you won't regret it!
"What are you doing?!"

The network expert who was checking the employee's personal electronic device noticed the anomaly immediately, and the two agents standing behind him who were watching the employee reacted first and tried to grab his hand.

V, who had experienced numerous forceful interventions in personnel matters, had long noticed the restless guy's subtle movements.

Her eyes instantly lit up with a faint red light, just like the "red eyes" in the urban legends of Night City.

"屮!"

Michel was blasted through by electric current. Thanks to his improved prosthetics, he could barely move his arms. But just when he thought he could die, his head and body were held down by the agents who were standing right next to him.

The cold, high-strength glass office desk stung Michelle's cheeks, and she heard the clatter of the woman's high heels as she approached from behind.

The desperate informant seemed to hear a short breath from the woman behind him, as if she were sneering... The agent saw his boss wave his hand slightly, so he tightened his grip, and with Michelle's painful groan, the arm that had taken the medicine was dislocated and hung limply.

After the agents stepped aside, the interrogation was left to V.

"You're unlucky, Michelle."

V draped her hair over her shoulder and tapped the computer screen with her white fingers, as data scrolled across the screen.

Michelle's eyes widened, filled with despair and resentment.

"You're trying to play these tricks on me—once I see the data, it's impossible to completely erase it, understand? How much money did the military science department give you, how did the money go, what intelligence was leaked... I'm giving you one minute."

As she said this, V's fingers were still lightly touching the photos of her parents.

"Whether you talk it out yourself or I take action to cause you trouble, a smart person will make a choice."

All the agents and staff present, who were not involved in any issues, were staring at Michelle and V, who was leaning against the table beside her.

Their eyes held a range of emotions, from doubt and unease to sympathy and even disgust.

After a brief silence, Michelle let out a mournful laugh.

"Six hundred thousand euros, cash... it was an offline transaction, and the money should now be in the account of Dorcott Medical in New York. I paid it."

Michelle knew very well what this femme fatale was capable of. He knew that it was pointless to suffer before he died. On the other hand, he still held a sliver of hope that his parents would not be affected by this turmoil.

V was somewhat surprised that Michelle, who had the courage to take poison, would cooperate so readily. With her extremely high counterintelligence awareness, she guessed that Michelle was most likely being used against her by someone.

“Go on…”

Michelle tried to lift her head. "I won't say anything in front of these people."

V thought for a moment and dismissed his subordinate.

No matter what tricks he tries, V can make him pay the price immediately.

Michelle's eyes were vacant as he slowly recounted the information he had sold. The more he spoke, the calmer V's expression became, but the corner of his mouth still twitched involuntarily.

No wonder Rin was scrutinized so closely by the military science team; it turns out he had obtained relevant materials that only high-ranking officials had the authority to access.

Michelle observed her boss's expression.

"Michelle, no one can save you now..."

V's gaze seemed to be one of disdain for the betrayer.

"Everyone connected to you will pay the price for this. Perhaps leaking information about your boss isn't so bad—"

"But you shouldn't have interfered with this shipment and business, so the first interception wasn't done by Abernathy?"

Michelle didn't dare say anything more.

"Just kill me... I won't be any better off even if I tell you."

Just as V was about to use data to force a confession into the brain, a phone call came in.

Because it was in silent mode, everyone present could only see V's face growing increasingly grim.

Who else could it be but Rin fighting the Terrorist Mobile Unit on the border of Taipingzhou... or is it the second batch of the squad that came!

"Find Jenkins and ask him to consult with headquarters."

She quickly reported the situation to Jenkins.

Why did Rin provoke the Terrorist Mobile Unit?

Damn it… this is the most troublesome company in Night City. Ever since Manx took over the Terrorist Mobile Unit in 2045, Night City hasn't seen this mysterious figure. If we have to talk about business dealings…

Only the Terrorist Mobile Unit can get experimental equipment from various companies for free and then provide feedback data.

At the same time, the Terrorist Mobile Unit will give the green light to cyberpsychotic incidents caused by the company's assets, because the company itself will also conduct experiments, and at this time the cyber madmen can provide the most powerful data.

In addition, the Cyber ​​Mental Illness Incident caused by the company will not be addressed by the Terrorist Mobile Unit due to civilian deaths; the number of such personnel will not exceed 50.

In fact, as long as there is an exchange of benefits, it is possible to negotiate with those legitimate cyber lunatics.

The problem is that those cyber lunatics don't really like taking orders—and Manx doesn't know how to manage them either.

Having already endured so much suffering in the Arasaka Tower, she couldn't resist any longer and decided to go and see for herself.

Suzuki, exuding a murderous aura, walked in through the passage cleared by security.

"Minister V... Security services have completed the cleanup."

Looking down at the employee "resignation" procedures on the subnet approved in seconds, V's mood wasn't as cheerful as she had imagined after cleaning up the abandoned tower.

We can't delay; we'll ask about Michelle's matter when we get back.

She said coldly, "Take Michelle away! Keep a close eye on him, and refuse to interfere throughout the entire process. Jenkins is not allowed either. If anything goes wrong..."

A dangerous glint flashed in her eyes as she swept over the agents.

"Arasaka will make you regret being born."

She looked at Rin's only subordinate who could be considered loyal.

"Suzuki, come with me."

Suzuki gestured to the security guards to take the person away.

"V! Listen to V!"

Michelle suddenly yelled, "I know the rules of Arasaka, but really... Night City Credit Union is a fucking bastard! I paid for the insurance policy, but these scumbags say my paperwork is non-compliant!"

V stopped in his tracks, and Suzuki glanced at his boss expressionlessly.

“What he said is true. The HR vice president in charge of providing accident insurance for employees and their families was dealt with by us. Now Mr. Jenkins has asked to take over. I have sent you the information.”

V didn't want to stay a second longer. After a quick check of the information, he said, "Harry, make sure no one who got involved in this and took the money gets away with it."

Immediately afterwards, the woman with extraordinary poise glanced at Michelle, her eyes gleaming slightly, and the data scrolling on the computer screen vanished.

Michelle knew that the camaraderie between colleagues would end there.

……

Inside the secluded Arasaka Tower, Michelle was taken to a private interrogation room reserved for counterintelligence.

To isolate all signal interference, there is only a set of high-strength soft plastic table and chairs.

He leaned against the wall, carefully recalling every detail of V's words to him—

After experiencing death, people only cherish the opportunity to live more.

Finally, he made up his mind and staggered to the intercom with his broken arm in a sling.

"I need to see Minister V!"

A chilling silence descended.

"屮!"

Michelle began smashing the intercom in a fit of rage. Just then, the heavy automatic door opened, and standing outside was a figure he knew all too well.

It’s over.

He knew that he had no chance of living at all.

“V isn’t here, you can tell me.”

The man opposite him had Arasaka's medals gleaming on his suit lapel, but his face was shrouded in darkness, leaving only a cruel smile on his lips.

Michelle took a step back and muttered to herself, "How could it be you?"

“Say too much and you’ll get into trouble… This is a camera feed from an air traffic control system; your family is currently en route to France.”

"You should be able to answer multiple-choice questions, right?"

An inexpensive firearm printed from a street vending machine was pushed in front of Michelle.

"The higher-ups don't want to follow in Michiko Arasaka's footsteps. She... has a surname that can't be killed, but you don't."

After saying that, the person left.

Michelle sat in her chair, staring silently at the deadly weapon that held only one bullet.

Even death... is so cheap.

He slowly picked up the gun, a faint scent of whiskey wafting from his nostrils…

Ugh.

Fuck your company!

Michelle pressed the plastic-looking trigger.

Light came on in the dimly lit room.

Everything is calm.

Perhaps this is what Night City is like:
It inflicts torment on the dead and leaves the living with wounds that will ache for the rest of their lives.

……
-
Ding!
Lin Yue's body suddenly sank!
A burst of sparks flew as the blade rubbed together—

The red and black light in Lin Yuezuo's eyes intensified, the pain from the fractured bone in his leg constantly stimulating his nerves.

The sharp blade paired with the gruesome scars on Melissa's hand looked exceptionally terrifying.

This was the first time Lin Yue had witnessed the ruthlessness of this melee prosthetic body.

Just as nimble as a praying mantis.

In addition, Melissa's Sianwistan was quite good, and with her teammates firing guns behind her, the usually invincible Lin Yue was suppressed for the first time... However, the temporary passivity was caused by Lin Yue himself.

The reason is that the physical and mental discomfort makes it unsuitable to use the Black Wall series of rapid hacking methods again.

Office workers understand one thing well:
It doesn't matter if a few small fry die among the companies in Night City, but if it makes a scene and the media gets wind of it, it will be sensationalized. Having already achieved his goal of saving Mann, Lin Yue just wants to stall until V arrives.

After Melissa was deflected by Lin Yue's blade, several heavy bullets flew toward Lin Yue's vitals.

Because of his expertise in close combat, Lin Yue was able to use cold weapons effectively in both offense and defense. Even so, he was still forced back several steps by the recoil of the bullet, and his entire arm felt numb and tingling.

"You can't do it!"

Melissa's Sianwistan changed direction left and right, suddenly rushing in front of Lin Yue and leaping high into the air, her left hand clenched into a fist, the blade pointing directly at Lin Yue's forehead.

Lin Yue braced himself against the loyal pill with both hands. After the impact of the steel, the valiant lone wolf's legs completely lost their mobility.

Damn, military technology.

Lin Yue simply stopped moving and stood still, waiting for the opponent's attack.

He gave V enough time; he knew that the moment he activated the Black Wall and knocked himself unconscious, her teammates would tear him to pieces.

Melissa's brown pupils beneath her helmet were covered by the eerie green glow of the insect-shaped compound eye helmet of the Terrorist Mobile Squad, making her appear crazed and bloodthirsty.

"You're the kind of lunatic who deserves to be in jail—"

Just as the hand-to-hand combat was raging, Lin Yue found an opening. His blade deflected a bullet, which flew straight to Melissa's face. As the skin's coating was broken, a scratch was revealed, and a silvery-white light shone through...

The woman tilted her head slightly and stared quietly at Lin Yue.

"I've changed my mind, you office worker."

Lin Yue clearly understood the meaning behind the gritted teeth.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. These cyber lunatics were completely reckless... God knows how they managed to return to normal.

Just then, the legal lunatics on the other side all stopped attacking.

It was as if they were being lifted by transparent threads from the sky, their movements synchronized and eerie—

Lin Yue watched quietly as he considered how this crazy woman would attack him.

[Incoming caller ID: V]

"Rin, the Terrorist Mobile Unit has reached an agreement with Jenkins, and I believe they've given the orders as well—"

"You didn't use a black wall, did you?"

Lin Yue nodded and let out a cry of pain.

"If I didn't need you, would I still be able to call you here...? Well, thankfully... but if this keeps up, I'll be in trouble."

V frowned and interrupted, "Stop talking nonsense. We paid a heavy price to stop these lunatics from pursuing this. I'll be there soon."

Followed by.

A low, muffled notification sounded.

The notification message from the NCPD crime monitoring system in Lin Yueyi's eye instantly restored him to a good citizen status.

The agreement between Arasaka and the Terrorist Mobile Unit has taken effect.

finally…

Lin Yue wished he could lie on the ground right now. His numb nerves, the overuse of his consciousness in cyberspace, and other factors combined almost made him faint on the spot despite the pain of his fracture.

After a day of fierce fighting, Minister Arasaka, the head of security, glanced indifferently at the madmen who were cleaning up the cyber lunatics in Night City.

You should know that the Night City's special lunatic team is a special violent organization that can use this as an excuse to casually shoot a few passersby.

Lin Yue didn't want to say another word. He moved Dao Weiwei to his side, trying his best to keep himself from falling.

Melissa's teammates behind her looked at each other in bewilderment.

Just as Lin Yue breathed a sigh of relief, the female cyber lunatic spoke.

"You really managed to hold me back." Lin Yue's expression was neither confirming nor denying.

Melissa slowly sized up Lin Yue, a strange smile playing on her lips. "Alright, alright...it seems you dogs who love to wallow in money aren't entirely useless after all. Guys, shall we...return the list?"

Lin Yue raised his hand in a gesture of invitation, and instantly felt a sharp pain in his head after being separated from the body, and felt dizzy.

Just when he thought it was all over—that he only needed V to take him to Old Vie for treatment.

The woman whose crazed eyes were hidden by her helmet flickered slightly.

Lin Yue, who was looking down to relieve his dizziness, was of course unaware of the two blades that suddenly rushed in front of him!
Suddenly!
A strange, deep voice echoed in Lin Yue's mind:

"You've made a mistake, you pathetic species!"

Almost instinctively, Lin Yue reached out to block, only to have his shoulder pierced by the mantis knife.

Pfft!

He raised his head expressionlessly, more interested in figuring out what this crazy bitch was thinking than in the pain.

call…

Melissa grinned maliciously, "I can't sleep without killing you."

Lin Yue's brain-computer interface RAM screen instantly started flashing!
Just as she was about to move the blade downwards to sever Lin Yue's two arms, a violent burst of energy roared past Lin Yue's ear. Melissa tried to draw her sword, but it was too late—

The armor on his shoulders instantly emitted wisps of blue smoke!
Cat again?

Then came several more high-energy bullets from a sniper rifle aimed at vital organs.

call!
The hovercar's engine roared, and the front of the vehicle lifted up, barely stopping two meters above the ground. The woman kneeling beside the hatch, holding a cat demon, had her black hair dancing wildly, and her murderous intent almost frosted over her alluring eyes.

Melissa quickly dodged backward.

V jumped off the hovercar, and before he even arrived, his words had already reached everyone's ears.

Even the craziest dog is still a dog.

"Do you really think Arakasaka won't cause you any trouble?!"

Melissa let out a suppressed cry of pain, and a few drops of molten orange-red liquid metal dripped from the mantis knife that had been chipped open.

V subtly supported Lin Yue's arm.

Out of the corner of Lin Yue’s eye, he saw a puff of hot air coming from the unknown network access chamber behind V’s neck. “You bite people randomly on the street, don’t forget… all those teeth were given to you by the company.”

Clearly, Melissa is no longer a normal person.

"Company bastards!"

Sianwistan's voice suddenly exploded.

Then I saw a chaotic light flash from her spine.

Melissa's crazy side instantly vanished by half.

[Arasaka Software]?!

Arakasaka has conducted research on Sianwistan prosthetics and used his expertise in software technology to write more compatible and smoother programs for several existing Sianwistan models.

Clearly, V understands how this software works.

Melissa, her mantis knife hanging limply on the ground, knelt down, uttering extremely insulting words.

V looked down at the madman.

“My boss and your boss have instructed us not to target you anymore, to avoid causing unpleasantness. But…”

“I’ve changed my mind, because I’m just like you, I don’t really follow the rules.”

Melissa stared at those red eyes, her wildly contorted face freezing in place—

"you!"

With the suppressed beeping sound and the crackling of electric arcs breaking through the air as the puppet finished uploading…

Lin Yue let out a breath.

The woman's piercing screams echoed across the dilapidated highway.

There's also a lullaby before bed.

That's awesome!

……
-
Pila drove Mann's beat-up van, and the interior was quiet.

Everyone's faces were dirty, covered in scratches and showing signs of exhaustion.

"How about some music?!"

Pila slapped the steering wheel, trying to lighten the mood, but was met with silence, not even a cough.

Dorothy, in the passenger seat, seemed to have run out of energy, leaning against the window and staring blankly out the window.

Two hackers faced each other in the back seats.

Qiwei, on the other hand, kept her eyelids drooping, seemingly indifferent to everything.

Lucy, however, was quite different; the image of that red and black eye kept flashing in her mind.

Pila lit a cigarette with one hand, his strange prosthetic arm holding the cigarette butt between his fingers. Naturally fond of lively conversation, he said nonchalantly, "That kid's from the company. Has he forgotten the big job we did in Dogtown last time?! Arasaka has plenty of technical skills; he can definitely save Mann."

"Three million euros, that's enough for us to live happily for thirty years!"

He rambled on and on in his own words.

"Damn it... say something, you son of a bitch!"

Qiwei's muffled voice came through.

"That guy is a hacker?"

Pila glanced back at Qiwei, scratched his head, and said dismissively, "That kid's IQ? A hacker? Don't be ridiculous—"

"I'm still Barthes Moss!"

Pila glanced at the carriage where she had stirred up the atmosphere.

How about we grab a drink together?

Lucy finally came to her senses and, as if having made a decision, slowly said, "No... please drop me off downstairs at my apartment building. I want to go back and wait for the money to arrive."

She decided to bury her bad thoughts and use 25 euros to buy a ticket to the moon—as for the rest of the money, she had already made her own plans.

This place will no longer have anything to do with her.

A slender cigarette, its smoke curling from Qiwei's mask, wafted out. "I'm not drinking either. I'll wait for news in the next private room... Want to come with me, Dorio?"

Dorio remained silent, but Kivi added on her own initiative, "Pira, she agreed."

The skin stretches the neck.

Nima!

Am I really that unattractive...?

At this moment, Lucy also took the cigarette from Qiwei's hand. Her eyes were unclear in the smoke. "Pira, do you even care about Rebecca?"

Pila smacked her lips. Lucy was not only hard to woo, but she also had a penchant for poking at sore spots.

What are you going to do with the money?

This was the first time Lucy had spoken two sentences to Pila consecutively.

Pila's exaggerated smile faded a bit. "Gravesites aren't expensive. Night City columbariums are just a matter of spending a little money. What's the big deal? Night City is the worst place in North America. It's normal to die any day now. As for me, I'll make some money, find a country with a good industry, and go back to my old job of repairing and tinkering."

"The long-established European company [IEC]... has been wanting to see how technically these Germans are."

Qiwei gave me a knowing look.

This was also the first time Pila had said something that sounded like a human.

It seems like only now does he seem like someone who actually has a younger sister…

"Wow, time flies! We're in the city in just over ten minutes!"

Pila remarked, "Rebecca used to love eating at the restaurants around Haywood."

"Wakako once assigned us the shady task of stealing medicine... How old were we again? I was eleven, and Rebecca was seven? I can't remember!"

"Anyway, I was so excited when I finally got the stuff! I was terrified that Valentino's gang would beat my butt in half—but what happened to Rebecca?! That stupid girl ate in their restaurant for three hours!"

"When Wakako found her, the scavengers had already transported her to NID!"

"Oh right, Wakako even made me pay Mrs. Wells' bill for the restaurant afterwards! And the vending machine deducted money from my Coke!"

puff...

Someone let out a soft laugh.

Pila has a natural sense of humor, and the little stories she tells when she's feeling serious bring a smile to the faces of two hackers who aren't exactly known for their humor. Even Dorio, who was worried, has a slight upturn at the corner of her mouth.

But no one saw the bitterness on Pila's lips.

Wow, three million euros could buy Rebecca so many mini Cokes!

Lucy tossed away her cigarette butt, and after a long while, looked out the window and said:

"I also like to drink mini Cokes."

She didn't say the second half of her sentence to the man who was trying so hard to hide his trauma.

Take one for Rebecca before you leave.

To be honest, Pila felt a sense of loss of control.

Lucy and Kivi are alright, but Mann and Dorio have become, in a way, partners or even family to this rogue tech expert.

Pira had no family growing up. The only time he was silent was when he was making things to sell for money and then buying food for his sister.

It wasn't until Wakako introduced them to Mann that Pila was finally able to escape the struggle for basic necessities she had once endured.

However, sometimes stories end like this.

The only regret is that I didn't manage to snatch military technology or... well, I mean, big company stuff.

Who knows, he might even become a legendary figure and gain widespread fame!

Pira silently gazed at the bustling buildings in the distance.

The car sped along the wide street leading to Heywood, as if everyone's dreams would eventually come true, and the road ahead was smooth sailing.

Pila suddenly let out a strange scream!
"Say goodbye now! Night City of the Gutters!"

Lucy sighed helplessly, "Idiot."

Just as everyone's heavy mood began to lighten with Pila's antics—and he was turning to see if Dorio was feeling any better.

The passenger-side window suddenly became blurry, followed by a piercing sound and a cracking noise. Pila immediately lowered her head.

"Oh shit!"

Lucy quickly grabbed the handrail.

The car started to swerve—

"Is that Arakawa?!"

The mercenaries, accustomed to the cutthroat competition among the lower classes, assumed the company was cleaning up any potential troubles.

Dorothy was also jolted awake from her reverie, a bloody gash on her nose where a bullet had grazed her.

Pila tried his best to control the steering wheel. Suddenly, several heavy vehicles with military technology logos rushed out from the side of the overpass ramp ahead. Without exception, all of them were Emperor 620 Lagna!
"Military technology?!"

Pila didn't think straight for a moment, but she still instinctively slammed on the gas pedal!
Parking here now is a dead end!
Without a word, Dorio immediately stretched out half of her body, raised her gun, and exchanged fire with the military intelligence agents in the car behind her who were trying to attack!

Lucy kicked open half of the back door of the van, and two hackers opened fire with their guns in full-auto mode. Bullets exploded on the black hood of the military vehicle, revealing the indifferent expressions of the guys inside!
Pila lowered his head, opened the car window, and immediately threw the grenade that he had timed perfectly!

The iron ball that hit the road jumped high into the air, bounced several times, and finally exploded in front of the windshield of the car behind!
A fireball shot into the air, and Pila let out a loud shout.

"I'll blow you up, you bastard!"

Lucy and Qiwei looked serious.

Before the mission, Mr. Rin warned everyone to be wary of military science involvement; those three million were harder to earn than they had imagined.

"Find a way to drive into the city."

Lucy turned and shouted.

Little did anyone expect that Pira had an even bolder plan—

"Haven't our company done enough shootings and killings in the city?!"

Pira replied.

suddenly!

A burst of bullets pierced the back door of the van. The two hackers crouched down in unison, and Qiwei stumbled, instinctively pressing her hand to her side.

The vibrant red color stained my hands.

The cigarette butt in Qiwei's mouth glowed intermittently, her expression as if she hadn't been hit by a bullet.

"Pyrrha!"

Seeing that someone was injured, Dorio could only urge him to use grenades or something similar to hold off the pursuers.

Pila patted the empty pocket of her vest and cursed, "Damn it—there was definitely one left!"
His eyes immediately fell on the hand grenade rolling around at his feet.

In the less than half a second that Pila bent down to get something, a car came rushing out from the side at full speed!

Pila quickly steered to avoid the obstacle, but the van, with its poor handling, was clearly not up to the task, and Pila himself was not a qualified driver.

"pay close attention!"

Everyone heard Pira's words, and then the world began to spin, the inertia causing everyone's waist to bend at an exaggerated angle from the side—

Bang!
The front of the military-grade off-road vehicle, with its extremely tough outer shell, was slightly deformed. In contrast, the van rolled several times on the ground before finally coming to a stop upside down on the side of the road.

The oddly shaped old man jumped out of the car, cursing, and walked straight to the side of the car. He bent down and looked at Pila, whose face was congested and bruised, and who was bound to the steering wheel.

Pila stared at the strange creature that had been modified to resemble him with a puzzled look, letting out a suspicious sound.

Sunrise lit a cigarette and waved.

"Get everyone still breathing out of the car and search for any intelligence or anything, damn it!"

Pila felt his body being violently pulled by the mercenaries. His vision was blurry and he kept getting errors as he was dragged to the middle of the road. Beside him was Dorio lying on the ground, seemingly dead. As for Lucy and Qiwei, he no longer had the strength to look at them.

屮…

It's really tough without an older brother.

Pila waved his hand as if to punch the military intelligence agent standing in front of him, but only managed a weak pat on his trouser leg.

The military intelligence agent looked at the oddly shaped old man with his hands in his trench coat pockets.

"Operations Manager Meredith said these people have all violated corporate law. What do you think... should we transfer them for further action?"

Sunrise cursed his bad luck and lowered his head to think.

"Keep the idiot in the middle wearing a vest and with a beard, but kill everyone else."

As they spoke, Pila watched helplessly as his unconscious teammates were dragged away one by one.

Pila lay on the ground, the other person's casual tone, as if killing a chicken, filling her ears. The only grenade she had just picked up had its pin removed.

He chuckled dryly, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Old Man Sunrise's ankle tightly!

Sunrise looked at Pila with a puzzled expression.

Clang, clang, clang—as the metal rolled, Old Man Sunrise's mouth bulged out—

"My darn thing!"

……

　【Red Eyes】: According to the board game description, among the various professions in the cyberpunk world, red eyes are a prominent feature of hackers who upload malicious software and puppets to launch attacks. It is not exclusive to the Black Wall. The Black Wall is covered with an oil-like black color, and only individual users who have installed prosthetic eyes can see traces of the Black Wall.

　　【Arasaka Software】: A prosthetic plugin for the game Cyber2077 that optimizes S.A.R.'s attributes.

　　【25W】: Go to the moon from the city of Night NCX (Night City Airport), a one-way ticket costs 25 euros.

　　【IEC】: A German mega-corporation in the cyberpunk universe, abbreviated as International Electric, originating from Berlin. IEC holds controlling stakes and markets in consumer goods, defense, heavy industry and durable goods, raw materials, computers, and media. Adam Hammer's prosthetic dragon rider is a product of this company, and in the background, they have a relatively friendly relationship with Arasaka.

　　
　
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