Cyberpunk: From Dogville to Legend

Chapter 398 The Emperor (Part 1) [8.2K]

Suzuki immediately looked behind him; Sasha seemed to be caught in a mutual attack with cyber hackers.

The situation took an immediate and dramatic turn for the worse.

Although this out-of-control situation wasn't caused by Suzuki or his team, it still made the incident seem rather bizarre for a moment...

Saburo Arasaka.

The most powerful man in the world, if he so desired, could wield Arasaka's war machine, which transcends nations, and make half the world pay the price—and this figure, on par with a head of state, was right there atop the Azure Sky Building…

What the hell does this happen?

At the same time that this situation occurred at the Azure Mansion, far away in the company plaza, inside the Arasaka Tower…

Michiko Arasaka watched the neon lights blurred by the light rain, a strange smile playing on her lips…

"uncle."

"If you think I'm an idiot... then you haven't taken my words to heart at all."

She glanced down at her phone, which displayed a complex and intricate profile picture. This type of profile picture was typically used only by the Mox gang in Night City's Watson District. This gang, comprised of numerous sex workers and brothel employees, had connections across all levels of Night City society…

This profile picture belongs to a high-level sex doll—

Evelyn Parker.

Behind her, someone no one could possibly have imagined was right there at that moment.

He was a high-ranking officer whom Arasaka had used to fight against the new United States during the unification war, and also the guy who had come all this way from afar on the aircraft carrier docked outside Night City…

Admiral Murata.

Arakasa's military uniform is predominantly black. Admiral Murata Tsuru, who belongs to the Navy Department, is not the silver-haired old man one might imagine. On the contrary, he is a spirited middle-aged man with shiny black hair.

"Ms. Michiko, thank you for your efforts."

The man stood with his hands behind his back and his head slightly bowed, exuding a leisurely and refined air reminiscent of Western etiquette, making him seem more like an English gentleman.

Michiko smiled slightly.

"It seems we're on the same page, right, Uncle Murata..."

Murata Tsuru nodded. "I once thought that the future master of Arakawa was your father, Kei. Forgive me for calling him by his name so directly—but unfortunately, although my investment acumen is shrewd, I did not expect the enemy to be so ruthless..."

"Decades ago, your father found us, who were still in the secret service, in this wild land of America. We were like lost souls in a foreign land. Your father helped Arasaka gain a foothold here, so that we could live with dignity."

"You are not as good as him."

Murata Tsuru commented, "But you have better judgment than him."

Michiko wanted to see if the crowd below had been completely dispersed by the Arasaka Police Force and Arasaka Security, but unfortunately, she was standing too high... and couldn't see anything.

The first thing Michiko learned during her trip to Japan was not humility, intelligence, or how to fight against the wolves within the company. On the contrary, during her time in Japan, she only learned that the Arasaka Empire could only have one master…

That is Saburo Arasaka.

She saw Saburo Arasaka's unparalleled dominance in Japan. In Michiko's eyes, Arasaka's future became clearer and clearer, just like what Murata said next.

"I once believed that Arasaka belonged to the future, but the future has abandoned Arasaka; only Saburo-sama remains..."

As the two locked eyes, the strange, burning intensity in their gazes marked the completion of a powerful cycle of personality cult by Arasaka.

"So, Lord Arasaka is already at the Azure Mansion? It seems..."

General Murata Tsuru shook his head. "It's rare to see Lord Arasaka personally take action. A guy like Yoriyuki has never taken responsibility for his own life."

Michiko sighed.

“A staunch revolutionary will not change his mind; thugs all have incredibly persistent ideals—perhaps from the beginning, Grandpa still hoped that Lai Xuan could change. His disguise was too perfect; perhaps only Grandpa could see through it…”

Murata Tsuru's expression slowly changed.

"Lord Arasaka knew from the beginning that only he could turn the tide in this world. Hanako and Raiyuki were both trapped by the past."

"Fifty years ago, after Mr. Arasaka witnessed the explosion in Japan, the Relic technology was first tested."

"From that moment on, Arasaka's future was already set."

Michiko's smile was somewhat tragic. "I see... It seems that Grandpa had already abandoned Yorihiro, had he?"

Murata Tsuru's expression was very serious.

“Miss Michiko, it’s not that Lord Arasaka abandoned Yoriyuki, it’s that Yoriyuki gave up on himself.”

"Some things are destined to be decided by emotions. Compared to the vision of changing the world, I believe that only Arasaka under the leadership of Arasaka-sama can realize this ideal country."

Michiko remained silent.

"I understand."

"Grandpa resolved this crisis by himself, and quickly unified the opinions within Arakasa... You are Grandpa's loyal advisor, and I can't compare to you in that respect, but by doing this, the resistance within Arakasa will be greatly reduced."

“The external enemy is obvious. There’s a pawn right now in the Arasaka Building. Any blame can be pinned on him, right?”

“Jenkins…”

Murata Tsuru slowly strolled over and stood beside Michiko with his hands behind his back.

He raised his chin slightly. To Murata, the rain outside was undoubtedly a cause for celebration, capable of washing away the blood of the rebels and restoring clarity to Arasaka.

“Jenkins made the wrong choice. He was too eager for what Lord Arasaka promised. He sided with Yoriyuki for a time, but when Yoriyuki became suspicious of him, he switched sides to you—even choosing to betray Arasaka. He was just an accessory that added icing on the cake in this game.”

Murata continued, "It's just that Lord Arasaka has been wondering who's behind Yoriyuki, and I believe Lord Arasaka's operation should be able to find out."

Michiko Arakawa's eyes widened.

The person behind it…

Murata noticed Michiko's surprised look and knew that there were still many things this woman hadn't seen through.

Do you know why your grandfather made you stay in the old house and watch over that artificial pond and the flowing water?

Michiko shook her head.

“Look at the water flow. Its shape can change at any time and it can accept any form or shape. The most brilliant strategy in the world is to go with the flow. The strategy of turning the tables on someone else is the skill that Lord Arasaka is most good at. Lai Xuanhe and the person who advised him have obviously lowered their guard.”

Admiral Murata sighed.

"That girl, Hanako Arakawa, almost succeeded."

"Lai Xuan's initial reaction was the limit of what he could do. He wanted to take away the Relic chip and use a failed rebellion in Japan to complete his path to seizing power in Night City."

"This was already something that Lord Arasaka had envisioned, but unfortunately, Relic's progress is still a bit behind."

Michiko's beautiful eyes widened, and she reached out to grab her uncle's arm. "What did you say?! Grandpa included all of this in the calculations?"

Murata's face once again showed that look of admiration and longing.

"So your grandfather is more inclined to believe that your uncle is being supported by other companies, and there's another person your grandfather has also noticed..."

"Who?"

Murata waved his hand, and the Arasaka ninja behind him, with a sword tucked into his side, respectfully handed over a document.

Michiko's pupils contracted sharply when she saw that cold face...

"How could it be him?"

The image on it was clearly Rin's.

"Your grandfather's first consideration was military technology. Given Lai Xuan's personality, it was most likely that he would unite with the enemy. However, the Arasaka acquisition case of Kejing Logistics made your grandfather sense a hint of power transfer. He just couldn't figure out how Lai Xuan controlled Kejing Logistics' subsidiary."

"My intelligence society could not find any evidence."

“It’s not impossible that their relationship is based solely on trust, unless he and Lai Xuan are on the same side and are both rebels.”

"Just a naive guy who thinks he can change the world by getting rid of the company."

Michiko Arasaka unconsciously began to support herself on the table with her hands.

"But my people can't find this person anymore."

"He should be dead."

For the first time, she felt what powerlessness truly meant.

It was a kind of sorrowful feeling of powerlessness for the enemy. Michiko had never imagined that the old man who was about to face his end could do so much... In her heart, besides admiration, there was more of an invincible awe.

"A bunch of clowns."

"They thought that by filling the area beneath the Arasaka Tower with these crawling insects, we would be wary and retreat. But sending Arasaka Yoriyuki to Night Castle was just something Arasaka-sama did to make things easier."

"Let the body watch closely as its father manages the Arasaka Empire, a super empire that changes the world."

Michiko felt a little confused.

She acknowledged that the country could be ruled by Saburo Arasaka, but this matter of being reborn through her own son...

I don't know how to express it; perhaps this is how I feel right now.

For the first time, she sensed fear. It seemed as if the head of a demon could emerge from the dark red niches inside the building at any moment, and Michiko could only watch as she was devoured alive by this demon.

Immediately afterwards——

The ninja behind Admiral Murata bowed his head.

"Lord Murata, the mothership's main guns are already aimed at the main buildings of Night City. We have ignored the strong protests from the Night City Hall as you requested."

"Lord Arasaka's security level is now at its highest. He's currently on the top floor of the Azure Tower, awaiting our action team to reclaim Relic—"

"The crowd below Arasaka Tower has been completely dispersed."

Murata waved his hand...

But then, as if remembering something, he asked, "What about those singing thugs? That awful stuff—it shouldn't even exist, right?"

The ninja bowed even lower. "I'm sorry, Lord Murata, these thugs had mercenaries waiting in advance. The crowd was too chaotic, we..."

Murata simply smiled slightly.

"Go."

The ninja, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, hurriedly bowed and left Michiko's office.

"In this match, the smartest person is you, Michiko. Your concealment has made Arasaka Yorinobu and the people behind him realize the price of underestimating Lord Arasaka. Just watch, you will see the day when this world belongs to Arasaka."

Everyone was wearing a mask, and Michiko began to lose track of which of the things Saburo Arasaka had said to her were true and which were false…

at this time.

Michiko's door opened, and the man who had traveled a long way on Japan Airlines finally appeared.

She turned her head slightly and gave the person who came in a sweet smile.

Good evening, Uncle Lai Xuan.

Arasaka Yorinobu's collar was ripped open. He knew his father had acted first when no one in Yoruichi City carried out his orders on the plane.

This time, however, Yoriyuki Arasaka did not want anger to dominate his emotions and body.

He casually glanced at Michiko Arasaka's office. "You really are just like Arasaka-sama, this office is a complete replica of the Japanese style?"

Michiko frowned slightly.

Lai Xuan's performance...

Arakasaka Yoriyuki almost ignored Murata, simply grabbing a piece of fruit from the basket and taking a bite.

"Of all the things that new American biotechnology produces, these sweet and delicious ones are the only ones that are truly appealing."

Lai Xuan looked at Michiko with a smile, "Indeed, a woman's warnings should be heeded. What my mother said is true."

Michiko nodded.

She didn't want to show off anything; it was just a poor performance. Her personality had been worn down during her time in Japan, and now all that remained was a numb, zombie-like state.

"Arasaka Yorinobu, I am now issuing an order on behalf of Lord Arasaka: your authority is suspended—"

Arakasaka Yoriyuki listened to Murata's words with a nonchalant smile.

"Can you speak now?"

Murata paused in his speech.

"What do you mean?"

Lai Xuan laughed and said, "The victor is king, the loser is villain. I don't know if you've heard this Eastern proverb... But now that things have come to this, you think you have victory in your grasp. You haven't let the other branches know about this yet, have you? Tell me... how many people in Europe, Africa, and Oceania listen to you, and how many listen to me?"

Murata shook his head.

"Less than 30%, Lai Xuan...you have to face your mistakes."

"And atone for your sins properly."

"The adults weren't unaware of what you did; they gave you a chance—"

Lai Xuan suddenly raised his voice.

"There's no need for hypocritical rhetoric. I accept that it's a scam that's been planned for decades... but if you want me to get ripped off here, you'd better think twice about how many teeth you'll lose."

Friendly reminder: This is not Tokyo.

A series of sounds followed, including the cocking of guns and the drawing of swords.

Murata was surrounded by his personal guards whom he had brought from the aircraft carrier, while Yoriyuki was backed by his own private army.

"Lai Xuan, you've really gone mad."

Murata wore a hopelessly pitying expression. "Where are you going? It's just leaving you with the Night City Tower. Asia and Europe still belong to Arasaka. Do you think you can turn the tables with only 30% of Arasaka's power? If you make a move here... you can only run away with your tail between your legs."

"What are you going to do by drawing your sword? Will killing us win this game of chess?"

Lai Xuan suddenly laughed.

First came a low, suppressed laugh, then he burst into loud laughter, "What a pity!"

"I not only want to kill you bunch of brainless puppets, I also want to... kill that old geezer!"

Lai Xuan's final words were filled with intense hatred.

Rin had done so much for him, but she never expected that her father was always at the top, manipulating everyone in this game and turning the tables on her. Both Rin and she were deceived.

It's hard to imagine that these are words from a child cursing his father.

Murata was furious.

“You are incredibly arrogant. You really are a wolf. The master is right.”

Lai Xuan's words were even more incisive, "Does that mean a guy who dreams of immortality every day in a refrigerator is the right future? Let me put it another way, Saburo Arasaka's dream will never come true! I didn't want to be too blunt before, but now I'll be even clearer—"

"I can't even sleep well until I see him die."

Murata's face turned ashen.

However, he wasn't in the mood to argue with Lai Xuan anymore...

"Lord Lai Xuan, please step back."

Soldiers loyal to Lai Xuan drew their swords and protected him as he retreated.

"Are you going to sit here and watch your father dismantle your and the people behind you in your clumsy game? Now that things have come to this, I'd like to know which company is behind you? Military technology? Pedro Petrochemical? Or those barbarians from Europe?"

Lai Xuan put his hands on his hips, looked down and just sneered, "My father is arrogant, but he has a very clear understanding of everyone's upper and lower limits."

"I know I'll have to pay with my life, but as long as Arasaka is thrown into chaos, that's what I want."

Lai Xuan might not want to leave.

He came here knowing that these people wouldn't dare to kill him, probably because an endless army of soldiers surrounded him and kept him like a puppet.

"Good dog, you should kill me."

Murata's forehead twitched.

As Lai Xuan said…

Murata dared not kill him.

Because Lord Arasaka had to keep this son alive no matter what.

However, Michiko spoke up at this moment, "Uncle... that's enough."

"Now that things have come to this, if the people behind you speak up properly, Arasaka will continue to grow stronger. You keep cursing us for being vicious, but what about you? You only suspected Jenkins and didn't use him. Now he has become a true pawn. Every decision you make has cost someone their life. Why not just let everything be peaceful?" "Sooner or later... the people behind you will be found out."

"To unite with the enemy against your own family, is this the answer you wanted, Uncle?"

Lai Xuan found it difficult to describe these shameless parasites in words.

The saying "You can't talk about ice with a summer insect" encapsulates Lai Xuan's state of mind.

"Your subordinates and staff all think you're only so eager for power because of Arasaka. They probably don't know you want to destroy the company, right? Look at V... such an excellent person, yet you've used her so much just because she craves power. Have you ever considered that she could also become a weapon against you?"

Lai Xuan shook his head and remained silent.

He decided to stop wasting time.

It's better to die standing than to live kneeling.

Michiko clearly saw the resolute look on Raigen's face, so she had no choice but to step back, and the soldiers began to surround the front.

Just as Lai Xuan was preparing to give the order to act, hoping to seize any chance to kill these two high-ranking members of the Arasaka group and inflict losses on Arasaka—

The Arasaka Tower was instantly filled with piercing alarms.

Thinking that it was Lai Xuan who was behind this, Murata had already drawn his katana from the waist of the samurai next to him. His body moved in an instant, and he was already approaching Lai Xuan at a speed that exceeded that of S.A.S ...
The samurai in front of Lai Xuan suddenly charged forward with the clanging of their blades!
"Wait! Lord Arasaka—"

Murata's ferocious expression suddenly shifted, and upon seeing the panicked Michiko, a hint of suspicion appeared in his eyes—

"Lord Arasaka is in trouble!"

The moment Michiko's voice came through, a mechanical message notification sounded in Lai Xuan's still-shocked brain-computer interface. The unknown sender had written the following:
"Lai Xuan".

"Things have come to this point, Sanlang is doomed."

"I'll kill your father in your place!"

It's him? !
Lai Xuan suddenly looked up!

"Everyone get down!"

A blimp equipped with armor-piercing machine guns suddenly sank outside Arasaka Tower. Murata's cybernetic body activated, and he grabbed Michiko's waist—

"go!"

The stunned samurai had no idea what was happening before he was betrayed by his superior.

The machine gun quickly tore human tissue to shreds. The samurai in front of Lai Xuan desperately pushed him backward. Blood from the soldiers' mouths splattered on Lai Xuan's face. The sudden, fierce attack made the scene before him seem to have changed.

Lai Xuan instinctively supported the samurai whose body was gradually going limp, letting the man slowly slide to the ground, tugging at his sleeve...

Just as Lai Xuan was about to raise his hand and shout something, he was forced back by the samurai.

"Kill those two!"

As long as Saburo Arakawa is dead…

Lai Xuan was the master of this empire.

……

The Azure Building.

Inside the Tavernier Suite on the top floor.

An elderly man in a kimono sat on the sofa. The Arasaka elite troops were cleaning up the walls, searching for the Relic chip, while Saburo leaned on his cane and quietly looked at the alcove in front of him.

Behind him, Goro Takemura stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.

"Goro..."

When Takemura heard Saburo Arasaka speak, he quickly bent down and leaned closer.

"Lord Arasaka."

Saburo slowly pointed to the blurry crystal wall behind the television, where the servers for all the smart devices in the room were located.

"Could people hide in there?"

Takemura was somewhat taken aback.

But then a smile appeared on the old man's lips. "It's just been a long time since I've joked with you."

However, Takemura didn't think it was a joke. Instead, he walked seriously to the alcove in front of him, his prosthetic eye glowing red as he carefully scanned the room. His hand touched the cold wall and confirmed that there were only some instruments inside.

Saburo Arasaka shook his head slightly, with a kind expression on his face.

"grown ups…"

Takemura paused for a moment.

"Actually, you didn't need to come here in person at all."

Saburo Arasaka shook his head. "Goro, tell me the truth, what do you think of me?"

Goro Takemura knew that Arasaka's biggest taboo was speaking ill of his superiors, and even if Saburo asked him to, he wouldn't dare to say it.

say what?
Does that mean this technology of bringing the dead back to life is a pile of dog shit?

The village is in chaos, but it's just that it can't act according to the decades-old system of obedience.

"And how do my children see me?"

Saburo Arasaka sighed.

Takemura Goro then bowed slightly and said, "The riot below Arasaka Tower has ended. It was handled very quickly. Lord Yorinobu did a great job."

Saburo Arasaka shook his head.

"It's Murata."

Goro Takemura was dumbfounded…

Saburo Arasaka, as if he were going senile, muttered, "The hardest thing in this world is knowingly deceiving each other. That child is smarter than I thought, but not by much—"

"He is as indecisive as his mother."

“If Arakasaka had pushed Relic with all his might, it could have been done at least a decade earlier… but I didn’t do it. I just wanted to ask that kid if he had really made up his mind.”

"Us..."

"They're all lying to each other. That kid said he doesn't approve of my plans, he doesn't approve of my designs for Arasaka Mirai..."

"He wants to uproot Arasaka completely, you know that?"

Goro Takemura stared blankly at the master he had served for decades.

Even a fool would understand: Did Saburo Arasaka intend to resurrect himself from Yoriyuki from the very beginning?!

Can…

Lai Xuan wants to destroy Arakawa?
This is completely contrary to Lai Xuan's actions...

[Golden Blue Building Warning]

Unidentified hovercraft is approaching.

[Request authorization?]

Takemura pressed the earpiece next to his ear, his brow furrowing slightly…

The Holy Sword of Reyfield.

The luxury hovercars that Arakawa records should all be authorized, so how come this is?

"Reporting to Steward Zhucun, they say it's Lord Lai Xuan over there."

Takemura was somewhat suspicious…

"Are you sure it's Lord Lai Xuan? Is the carriage silver-white?"

Soon, the subnet administrator replied: "Yes, the protocol interpretation is due to a system update."

At this moment, Saburo clearly heard Takemura Goro's soliloquy—

At such a sensitive time, Saburo Arasaka should not be seeing anyone.

Unexpectedly...

Saburo waved his hand and said, "Is it Lai Xuan? Let him come."

With permission, the hovering vehicle ceased its circling and slowly descended amidst the gradually intensifying rain. The toxic gases and heat emitted by the vector engine vaporized the acid rain, sending it drifting into the unfathomable lower layers.

The car door opened, and a blurry, light-and-shadow-like shadow appeared on the jawline of the casually dressed Arasaka Yoriyuki before quickly disappearing.

The densely packed samurai standing on the top floor all bowed their heads in unison, yet their eyes showed no trace of awe.

The samurai leader stared at Arasaka Yorinobu's hovercar. "You... came alone?"

Arasaka Yoriyuki chuckled.

"You want me to answer your questions in the rain, is that right?"

Samurai Arasaka bowed his head, and one of them opened an umbrella, saying, "This subordinate has failed in his duty."

Arasaka Yorinobu merely glanced at that guy...

They seemed to have no interest in causing trouble for this person.

As Lai Xuan slowly descended the stairs outside the top floor, he glanced sideways and saw the withered figure sitting on the sofa in the glass-enclosed room. His hand unconsciously clenched.

"Please stop here, suspend all your prosthetic agreements, and hand over your weapons."

Takemura Goro stood up and stepped forward to block Lai Xuan, who was walking in through the side door, his hand almost touching his waist.

However, Saburo Arasaka's voice rang out.

“There’s no need for me to talk to my son.”

Goro Takemura continued, "Please be sure to let me listen in..."

Saburo Arasaka shook his head.

However, Lai Xuan patted the raindrops off his silk shirt and said in Japanese, "Father, please let him listen in. I have something I want to say to you in person."

Saburo nodded.

Since Lai Xuan didn't mind, he had no objections.

"The rain is heavy."

Saburo Arasaka smiled slightly, looking at his son with a calm expression. Goro Takemura was also relieved by Yorihiro's conciliatory attitude. Following Saburo Arasaka's instructions, he dismissed the security guards on the top floor, leaving only three people in the huge penthouse suite accessible by elevator.

"Didn't you go see Michiko and Murata?"

Arakasaka Yorinobu shook his head, puzzled. "No, is there something wrong, Father?"

Saburo Arasaka simply stared meaningfully at Raigen, "After seeing them, you probably won't want to see me anymore—"

However, Lai Xuan took a deep breath and said, "Father, I came to see you because I want you to make sure that the Relic project goes public..."

Takemura Goro stepped forward; even now, Lai Xuan was still pretending.

He wanted to avenge Saburo Arasaka.

"This is impossible."

Saburo Arasaka refused decisively, then looked at Takemura behind him and said, "You seem to be taking a bit too far, Goro... go outside and wait."

"It's just me and my son here."

Goro Takemura looked at Saburo Arasaka's calm eyes.

That's an undeniable flavor.

He had no choice but to obey.

Only Saburo Arasaka and Rai Xuan remained in the room. The two stared at each other for several dozen seconds before Rai Xuan suddenly burst out laughing. "Father, are we really going to let such an important project become a coward? This is technology that can change the world, as you and I both know."

Saburo Arasaka pursed his lips…

Suddenly he spoke.

"You're not Lai Xuan, are you?"

"There's no need for that."

"Behind this child... shouldn't it be you contributing your strength, or perhaps your lord?"

Arasaka Yorinobu slowly stood up, his expression becoming calm.

"How dare you, Sanlang?"

Lai Xuan, whose voice was completely different from his previous one, suddenly transformed into a younger-looking person. Even now, Lin Yue still couldn't see through this old dragon who had lived for over a hundred years.

This enemy is far more powerful than we imagined.

As long as he showed no signs of panic, Lin Yue felt uneasy...

But the situation has become untenable.

Lin Yuede protected Lai Xuan.

Saburo Arasaka leaned on his cane, staring at the air in front of him with a slight smile.

"You are like my child, idealistic but unable to recognize reality."

"I have to say, you shouldn't be a young man in your twenties. You seem like... someone who has lived several lifetimes like me."

Lin Yue's heart tightened.

Something was pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.

"You want to frame Michiko and those people for my death, so that Yorihiro can take control of this empire? You hand weapons to naive children, is this your ideal and your life's desire, Rin?"

Lin Yue replied, "You're not bad either."

"Knowing all this and still able to endure it, Saburo Arasaka, you're seriously ill."

"Let's dream of immortality in the next life."

Lin Yue slowly squatted down, looking at Sanlang's lowered eyes.

He wanted to figure out where this guy's confidence came from.

Saburo grinned.

"You must kill me..."

"And I know that I'm still willing to let you achieve your goal, so this is my strategy."

"Come…"

Saburo stood up. "Give it a try."

The one-eyed old Japanese man carefully examined the details of Lin Yue's face. "If you truly look like this and are so wise, my child should be just like you..."

Lin Yue thought this world was truly a bastard.

His dark fingers slowly rose, a gesture he wanted to give to Sanlang.

"Fuck you."

Lin Yue grabbed Saburo Arasaka's fragile body by the neck.

"Takemura!"

With a piercing growl, Sanlang was lifted up by Lin Yue's neck like a rag doll.

The automatic door opened, and Takemura almost fainted when she saw the unfamiliar man inside and Saburo being held up.

The young man's smile was somewhat cruel.

"A rock 'n' roll kid sends his greetings."

Click!

With Takemura drawing his gun and firing fiercely, Saburo's neck snapped instantly!

……

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(End of this chapter)