Harry Potter, the savior of Night City

Harry followed the address Mann gave him and navigated there, but he still ended up taking several detours.

"Damn it, what a piece of garbage navigation! Don't those Polish navigation developers know how to optimize it?!" (Here, the focus is on criticizing CDPR).

Looking up, there was a small square with few people. Harry easily found the little green head. Rebecca was playing with a cat on the edge of the square. The cats in Night City were so trusting; they'd even follow you after being fed a bite of food.

Harry walked up behind Rebecca, reached out and patted her on the shoulder. She turned around, saw who it was, placed the food in her hand in front of the kitten, dusted off her clothes, and stood up.

"You're so slow," Rebecca complained. "Have you been staying at Heywood for nothing all this time?"

"Sorry, but this GPS navigation is terrible. Except for your location, which is correct, the entire route is wrong." Harry apologized and blamed the navigation system, saying, "Did you even look at the map for the mission?"

"I checked, there are only 12 people. The terrain is open and there are cover. We can totally break in." Rebecca said, dragging a suitcase off the bench next to her, taking out a Sadara rifle and several magazines.

"Yeah, that's what I think too. With you around, you probably won't be able to sneak around." Harry nodded knowingly, and then Rebecca hit him on the head with the butt of her rifle.

"You bastard!" Rebecca didn't really get angry, she just tapped Harry on the head a few times. She knew her stealth skills weren't great, but she wouldn't hold back with her words. "Who do you think you are?!"

"Okay, sorry, I was wrong." Harry gave a French salute, and as he removed the satala stock from his head, he casually ruffled Rebecca's hair.

"Don't touch my head!" Rebecca shouted at Harry, then turned her head away and ignored him.

"Alright, let's get ready to begin the mission," Harry said to Rebecca, pulling out the Yinglong and loading the magazine.

"I'll go first, you cover the rear," Rebecca said, picking up the Sadala.

"it is good."

The two walked towards the mission location one after the other. Everyone on the road avoided them, fearing they would be shot. They made their way through without any obstacles, and didn't even see any NCPDs. Their destination was next to a transformer station, with six large transformers in the middle and a bungalow behind it. The guards were sparse, and there were also experts sitting in the security room watching Mewtwo.

Harry followed Rebecca, who went first to the gatekeeper. Insultingly, the gatekeeper didn't even see Rebecca; his eyes were fixed on Harry, on the cross on Harry's chest and the Yinglong he was holding. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, scanned the area with his prosthetic eye, and then exclaimed in surprise, "Harry, Holy Son! What are you doing here? My God, I'm a huge fan!"

Harry was completely dumbfounded by the question, and Rebecca was dumbfounded too. She looked back at Harry, then at the person in front of her, and then reached out and poked the leg of the ecstatic young man. The first thing the young man said after looking down was, "Where did this kid come from? Go away. Is this a place for you?"

"Fuck your mother!"

This infuriated Rebecca. Sadara had a gun pointed at the man's face, and just as he was about to yell to become a human alarm, a silenced gun was shoved into his mouth. It was Harry's Lexington. Yes, every time Harry went out, in addition to Yinglong, he also carried a Lexington. In his words, it was to solve assassination missions anytime, anywhere.

"Sorry, brother, although you may not know this, you chose the wrong side. I hope you go to heaven, Amen."

With that, Harry fired. With the pistol silenced and the man's head acting as a suppressor, no one in this heavily guarded place paid any attention to them.

"This, this is really our mission location?" Rebecca looked inside. Some were watching Mewtwo, some were chatting, and some were even playing a 20s card game with their weapons lying around. If it weren't for the fact that they all had decent weapons, Harry would have thought it was a party.

"They deserve to die," Harry muttered, rubbing his forehead. "Shoot them, the sooner the better." He then drew his Yinglong sword, locked onto the three men, and pulled the trigger. High-voltage electron bullets shot out in a line, then split into three streams in mid-air, firing at the locked targets. Before the three men could react, the powerful high-voltage electricity instantly engulfed their bodies, destroying their prosthetic bodies. An electromagnetic explosion erupted, short-circuiting the prosthetic bodies of those around them.

"Someone is attacking me..." Before the guy could finish his sentence, Rebecca's Sadara tore his head apart by reaching down to his chin. At this moment, everyone in the stronghold reacted and picked up their weapons to fight back.

Harry and Rebecca hid behind cover, dodging their bullets. These guys were like idiots, firing blindly at the cover without any strategy. They successfully bought Harry time to reload and emptied their magazines. While they were reloading, Harry immediately pulled out a grenade, pulled the pin, and threw it at them. After hearing the grenade explode and people scream, Harry and Rebecca immediately poked their heads out and opened fire. These guys were like morons, only knowing how to shoot and not how to dodge, successfully buying themselves a chance to be reborn.

"Something's not right with these guys." Rebecca was puzzled. They were Night City residents, after all; they should know basic evasion. There might be one or two reckless fools, but these...

"You sensed it too? Even an idiot knows to run away from danger, but these guys are like robots, they don't even know how to dodge." Harry examined the creatures. "Have you found your target?"

"He's not among these people," Rebecca said, looking up.

"Then it should be here." Harry looked at the locked door. "Get ready, I have a bad feeling."

Upon hearing this, Rebecca immediately changed to a new magazine, raised her gun and pointed it at the iron door. She watched Harry walk step by step to the door, tapped on the door with her finger, and then…

"roar!"

A roar that sounded neither human nor inhuman rang out, and Harry immediately stepped back. The iron gate flew out as if it had been hit by a tank, and a dark figure walked out of the gate.

"What the hell is this disgusting thing?" Harry stared in shock at the "person" in front of him.

"Fuck...!" Rebecca said more bluntly.

Before them stood a colossal figure with disproportionately large limbs. Its skin, as if incompletely covered, revealed subcutaneous armor and organs. Four prosthetic eyes encircled its head, ensuring a 360° view. Both arms showed signs of modification, appearing to be gorilla arms. Turning their gaze to its back, this monster was also wearing a S.A.S.A.T.! Inside the room behind it, several researchers in biotechnology suits lay dead—some broken in half, some torn in two, and others smashed into a pulp.

"Damn it, Rebecca, get out of the way! This thing is a failed biotechnology experiment!" Harry's pupils contracted when he saw the biotechnology corpse in the house behind it. He already understood what was going on. Seeing that the monster had already moved the roadblock, he immediately told Rebecca to dodge the attack.

"Damn it, we're doomed now."