Cyberpunk: From Dogville to Legend

Chapter 246 Subduing the Tiger (Part 5)

"spit!"

Dorothy wiped the bloodstains from her face with the back of her hand and spat out a mouthful of saliva with teeth attached, which had been knocked off when the vehicle overturned.

Even so, she didn't forget to glance down at the recording device on her chest to see if it was turned off.

Dorio turned this thing off when she attacked the Tiger Claw Gang.

As for why, it's because she knows very well the nature of NCPD.

Unless the gang does something reckless, arresting a few minor leaders would usually be enough to cover up the incident, but Dorio clearly doesn't intend to do that.

The street corner seemed no different from five minutes ago, but the Tiger Claw Gang members were all in a deep sleep. Of course, Dorio was still holding a gun in her right arm where she had been shot, her greasy hair stained with blood. The guy's head had been beaten into a pig's head, and the prosthetic leg was also destroyed by the weapon.

Clearly, the Tiger Claw gang underestimated the fighting ability of this NCPD officer.

"And, and he's incredibly accurate!"

Dorothy put away the weapon she had brought into the NCPD. Yes, that's right. If they want to be safe, most officers will use their first month's salary to buy a decent weapon. If they rely on those unreliable guns issued by the Night City Police Department, it's no different from handing over their lives.

Fortunately, Dorio had considerable savings and equipment. This kinetic weapon was custom-made and extremely powerful, enough to take down several members of the Tiger Claw Gang without any problem.

Listening to the incessant chatter of the device in her hand, Dorio chose to ignore it and instead responded to the dispatch console that kept calling her: "P034 has been attacked, one officer has been confirmed dead... currently on standby."

Dorothy had a good memory and reported the characteristics of several vehicles used by high-ranking members of the Tiger Claw Gang. At the same time, she reached out and searched the Tiger Claw Gang member, and amidst his vicious curses, she obtained a separation chip.

The control center was in chaos, and it seemed that other officers were also making calls.

Dorothy didn't seem surprised. She dragged the guy along and bent down to pick up the somewhat blurry internship report from the ground.

The Tiger Claw gang member strained to look up, and the man, whose gender he couldn't discern, stared at the soft piece of paper with an almost indifferent gaze—

"Cough, you bastard...you're fucking done for, you know that?!"

"Tiger Claw Gang...we'll fucking cripple you tonight."

Dorio's eyes slowly drifted over, staring at the still-shouting creature in her hand.

Wasted?

If you were to ask Dorio what she knows best, it would undoubtedly be the intervention process within the NCPD. As is well known, the NCPD usually just makes a fuss about this situation, offers a reward for information, and then pretends not to know anything.

However, if it is an attack on the NCPD, they will not easily swallow this insult. After all, apart from Taipingzhou, the NCPD still needs to maintain a semblance of order and legal dignity in Japan Street.

Otherwise, Valentino's boss wouldn't have ended up in jail.

How so? You might not take the NCPD seriously, but when fully armed senior officers and the Terrorist Response Unit arrive, they can really give you a run for your money.

The dispatcher's voice rang out again.

"Was there an unexpected situation during the pursuit? P034."

Dorothy didn't say anything, but the guy she was carrying had a more and more unrestrained smile on his face. It was obvious that he wanted to see Dorothy make a fool of herself... The Tiger Claw Gang were almost all lunatics. Many people liked to hire the Tiger Claw Gang when they wanted to kill someone because of their fearless minds.

Even when their modified motorcycles are revved to over 100 miles per hour, they still dare to hold the bike with one hand and draw their samurai swords to attack the enemy.

"That's disgusting..."

Dorothy gave a cold smile, took several puffs of her cigarette as she lit it, and replied to the front desk: "Emergency situation. We have been attacked by members suspected to be from the Tiger Claw Gang. Requesting backup—"

At the same time, she saw the information on the separation chip: "The specific location is..."

The Tiger Claw Gang members watched as she slowly and deliberately recited the coordinates of the Genting Club, even describing its architectural features. Only then did they realize something was wrong, and they began to fidget and twist their bodies erratically.

The dispatcher was silent for a moment before a sweet female voice replied, "The wanted level has been raised to three stars. Please remain where you are. Support will be here soon."

Dorothy refused, saying, "I'm prepared to follow."

The other side was clearly questioning, "Stay put..."

However, Dorio responded with a violent explosion after the alcohol was ignited—

After failing to get a response from headquarters, reinforcements were sent to the location where Dorio's signal had disappeared and the reporting location.

Dorio, having removed her communicator, stared intently at the raging fire ahead.

She had no interest in dealing with the mess in the city.

But the city had no intention of letting her off the hook; responsibility was a joke, but resistance to offense was not.

"What the hell do you want?"

The Tiger Claw Gang hadn't expected this woman to escalate the conflict. However, Dorio kicked some debris from the ground into the fire, coldly glanced at the thing in her hand that looked like a mudfish, pointed to her chest, and showed her neat teeth, saying, "I turned off the recorder. What I say goes."

"Think about whether your boss can afford salmon sushi in prison. As for you—"

The Tiger Claw Gang members felt a sudden lightness in their bodies!
He was thrown into the burning liquid that spread from the alcohol. Dorio listened to the guy's dry howling, clapped her hands, and turned her head to see the dump truck that the Tiger Claw Gang members had stopped.

The heavy trucks aren't exactly fast, but at least they're a bit less of a nuisance.

Dorio casually ripped off her bulletproof vest, pressed hard against the accelerator, and the car almost tilted to the side as it swerved through the intersection, kicking up a cloud of dust. A crumpled piece of paper was flung out of the window, and the spreading flames gradually consumed it until the word "pass" inside was dried by the flames and slowly unfolded into a deep black.

……
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The wooden man sat behind his computer in the office, looking at the latest issue of the Sex Doll promotional page. Most of them reflected the mainstream aesthetics of Night City: exaggerated and bloated.

As a manager, he really liked this style.

However, ever since he had reprimanded Maiko for being somewhat "slacking off," he felt restless and uneasy.

What exactly is it...?
The wooden man shook his head. No matter how angry he was, he had to postpone venting his anger. The Tiger Claw Gang leaders had already arrived downstairs at the Genting Club. His only job now was to close the page and keep a close eye on the security at this place.

If any of these old men get into trouble, the Tiger Claw Gang can slice off a piece of their good flesh with a samurai sword!
Why are there so few people today?

The wooden man looked around and saw that no one had appeared at several nodes where there should be lookouts. He pursed his lips and prepared to make some contact. Just then, the voice of a woman from the Tiger Claw Gang came from outside the door.

"The person has arrived. If there are any problems with the accounts, you'll have to go up there."

The wooden man, who knew what was going on, cursed the Japanese in his heart. These guys were so punctual in taking money that it was like they had an alarm clock set. He was planning to use the money for something else, but now that everyone was here, he could only pray that his little actions wouldn't be noticed by Pan Shang.

Watching several burly sumo wrestlers escort a group of people in suits upstairs in the elevator, the one in the middle with a bald head that was almost invisible from the neck, dead fish eyes, and wearing a white suit was Jun Hanagami.

The wooden man pointed at the guy with his cigarette butt and sat patiently in his boss's chair, waiting.

The wooden man didn't notice how much time had passed; all he knew was that his cigarette had just burned out when a piercing alarm blared throughout the cloud-top—

屮!
Being cautious, he immediately locked his door and began using the Cloudtop security system to communicate with the Tiger Claw gang members.

However, he discovered that the entire subnet was paralyzed, and attempts to call the hackers maintaining the subnet went unanswered.

He could hear nothing but the alarms.

The wooden man was completely dumbfounded.

He would never have imagined that Junichiro Honoka would run into trouble as soon as he arrived. He wasn't so foolish as to pick up a weapon and risk his life for the Japanese. Should he run first?
Various thoughts swirled in the wooden man's mind. He finally made up his mind, turned around, grabbed his things from the desk, and ran away.

He had just hurriedly packed his things and tucked his gun behind his waist when a loud knocking sounded at the door!
The wooden figure pulled out its gun without making a sound. The person outside seemed to get anxious and started pounding on the automatic door.

"Damn it, who is it?!"

The knocking on the door stopped abruptly.

After a long while, a weak woman's voice came through, "I am Maiko."

The wooden man immediately relaxed a bit, but still cautiously approached the door. "What's going on outside? What are you doing here?"

The voice of the girl outside the door grew even weaker, “I…I don’t know…The Tiger Claw Gang is all rushing up, and there are cops down there! Damn it! You blockhead, I know which way is safe outside. Let me in first, I need to catch my breath.”

The wooden figure's expression kept changing. If the subnet hadn't been messed up, he could have at least checked what was happening outside in the corridor—

Suddenly, Maiko shouted, "If you don't let me in to hide for a while, I'll fucking call for help!" The wooden man's face hardened, "You damn bitch!"

As they spoke, the door was yanked open, and the woman who was still banging on the door was pulled inside by the wooden man. Not only that, the wooden man also slapped Wu Zi, and the woman stumbled and fell two or three steps away.

The wooden man strode over and grabbed Maiko's hair, staring intently at the audacious fellow.

"You think I'm going to fall for that? Hmm? The Tiger Claw Gang is attracting hatred, and even the NCPD is taking advantage of the situation. You've learned that trick too, haven't you?"

Maiko begged for mercy repeatedly, and only then did the wooden man loosen his grip a little, satisfied. "Stay here obediently. I know which way is the safest for me—if you dare to make a sound, I'll cripple you!"

With tears welling up in her eyes, Maiko nodded repeatedly.

In fact, she had been watching the gun in the wooden figure's hand out of the corner of her eye, and noticed that the muzzle had moved slightly away...

However, the wooden man who usually controlled these girls with absolute power was completely oblivious. He examined the injuries on Maiko's face and said with schadenfreude, "Looks like the company dogs don't care much about you? Tsk tsk, look at you—"

He hadn't finished speaking!
Just moments ago, Maiko had been like a frightened sheep, but now she had pressed a cheap pistol, the kind you can buy for a few euros on the street, against the wooden figure's chin. The figure stiffened as if it had been electrocuted, and obediently stood up, gun in hand.

Maiko no longer looked weak; her eyes were filled with hostility.

"Calm down... calm down..."

Maiko looked at the guy with a cold smile, while the wooden man swallowed hard. "What do you mean?"

"You still have the nerve to ask?" Wu Zi slowly pulled the trigger. "To tell you the truth, those two corporate dogs are here to take down the Tiger Claw Gang. As for the NCPD... I don't know either, but anyway, Genting is going through a major reshuffle, you know—"

"A bunch of bosses died and new ones came in. Anyway, this place will always belong to the Tiger Claw Gang."

The wooden man sensed that Maiko's tone was getting increasingly off...

“But you, the Tiger Claw Gang treats you like a dog, and they won’t even let you sit at the table to eat. I’d like to climb up and try eating you.”

The wooden man tensed up and quickly tried to dissuade him, saying, "Hey!"

Maiko murmured softly, "bong!"

Blood spurted out, and the woman, taking a step back, watched helplessly as the Cloud Top manager collapsed to his knees, gasping for breath. Then, she took the last bullet from her inexpensive weapon, aimed it at her shoulder, and fired a powerful shot…

……

five minutes ago.

Lin Yue, with a cigarette in his mouth, and Suzuki squatted on the top floor of the Genting Club.

"I have a feeling that something is about to happen."

Lin Yue exhaled a puff of smoke. "Suzuki, what do you think?"

Suzuki felt the question was completely unnecessary; the Tiger Claw Gang leader had died at his hands—wasn't that a big enough deal?

However… it seems that Rin is paving the way for Ms. V to continue to establish herself in the company, so it doesn’t seem like a problem.

From Suzuki's perspective, these two ministers actually shouldered a lot of responsibilities. Suzuki is a grateful person and doesn't think much of Rin's risky actions.

Lin Yue, having tossed away his cigarette butt, watched the feed from the monitoring Trojan that Suzuki had implanted in the subnet. The Tiger Claw Gang members started to arrive. Lin Yue didn't recognize most of them; he was only interested in the guy in the middle who was surrounded by them.

Suzuki was extremely professional; at this point, he stopped speaking and switched to using a communication device to communicate with Lin Yue.

"Almost there...almost there..."

Lin Yue coldly stared as these people entered the cage above, a symbol of death.

Suzuki frowned slightly. He could hear the conversation inside the elevator. Just then, the Tiger Claw Gang leader pressed behind his ear; it seemed a call was coming in…

"What's going on..."

Inside the elevator, after hearing the other party say a few words, the Tiger Claw Gang leader patted the security guard in front of him on the shoulder.

"Go down, Takeda."

“The NCPD has some bastards who won’t let us go; they’re a bunch of good-for-nothings who take the money but don’t do their jobs.”

The burly security guard nodded blankly, pressed the button for the floor they were about to reach, and the rest of the men surrounded their leader, all of them drawing their guns.

Once the elevator doors closed again, the elevator began to descend.

"What happened to the driver who killed the person?"

A lean man wearing glasses, who looked completely out of place in the gang, said, "He was taking too much glitter himself, but he's already been dealt with. I'll continue to communicate with the NCPD about this."

however--

Suzuki, who was crouching on the top floor, was dumbfounded.

Just as he looked up, intending to ask Rin what to do, he realized that Rin had already walked to the top of a courtyard.

"Get him off Suzuki."

An elevator atrium?!
With his prosthetic body malfunctioning, Lin Yue couldn't lift it with any force. Suzuki seemed to understand what his boss wanted to do and quickly reached out to lift the concrete steel plate, which was at least ten centimeters thick.

"I'll go."

Lin Yue glanced at Suzuki's hand. "Are you sure your prosthetic body can withstand the friction of these steel cables? Go down and provide backup. Contact the NCPD for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Rin fall into the courtyard, his black prosthetic arm gripping the steel cable tightly, sparking a burst of intense sparks.

Lin Yue sometimes didn't understand why the more advanced the prosthetic arm, the stronger its perception ability.

Even though the prosthetic body is malfunctioning, the pain sensation is still there.

However, compared to the pain of the black wall devouring your nerves, this is nothing—

Wow!
Lin Yue stared intently at the elevator ceiling below, his body contorting into an odd posture. A crimson light flashed in his eyes, and the downward-moving elevator cable began to slow down. However, even so, Lin Yue's descent was fast enough to destroy his legs.

Using his prosthetic eye to track the cable's current direction of movement, Lin Yue watched as the elevator below drew ever closer.

The tip of my nose was filled with the stale, polluted air that hadn't been exchanged from inside the well for years...

scoff!

The sound of mechanical braking came from inside the atrium. Just before Lin Yue fell into the elevator atrium, he hacked into the elevator. The cable suddenly twitched and began to move in the opposite direction!
He freed his other hand and punched the wall of the courtyard, creating a terrifying chasm that slowed Lin Yue's body down once again—

The falling dirt and debris hit the elevator ceiling below. Even though Lin Yue slowed down, his speed was still considerable, so he simply punched the elevator cover directly.

Inside the elevator at this moment.

The sudden stop of the elevator caused some panic among the Tiger Claw Gang's security personnel, and some quickly pressed the buttons for all the floors.

"hateful!"

Just as the security personnel were at a loss, the elevator seemed to come to a sudden stop. The security guards protecting the Tiger Claw Gang heard something falling from above, accompanied by a rattling sound...

They all looked up without prior arrangement, even Jun looked up.

"Nani..."

The leader of the Tiger Claw Gang was somewhat puzzled.

Then the cover plate deformed rapidly in that instant!

Before anyone could react, the loud noise startled everyone, and warm liquid spilled throughout the elevator...

……

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(End of this chapter)