Harry Potter, the savior of Night City

"Ding, ding, ding..."

Bullets kept hitting the Chevrolet's exterior; if the car hadn't been heavily modified, it would probably have been wrecked.

"Damn, Harry, open the squad channel, invite Lucy and Kevy, and have them hack these cops' car!" Mann climbed from the front seat to the back, loaded the magazine of his Zwon, and said to Harry, "Once they're connected and ready, open the back door and fire. Rebecca, join the channel and give Lucy and Kevy a better view."

"Got it." "Damn it, I'm going to fuck them to death."

[Connected]

"Harry, what's up?" Kivy's voice rang out.

"Huh? Team chat? Mann and Rebecca are both here, what happened?" Lucy joined in as well.

"Quick, connect our prosthetic eyes! We're being targeted by biotechnology and are being chased by the cops!" Harry briefly explained, then had them connect.

"Understood." "Connecting now."

"External signal connection in progress, connection successful."

A text appeared in the prosthetic eye of Harry, Gary, and Mewtwo, followed by the names of Lucy and Kevynette appearing in the upper left corner of the prosthetic eye.

"Die, cops!" Rebecca and Harry kicked open the back door together, and bullets from the hounds flew into the car. After dodging some of the bullets, the three of them used their subcutaneous armor to withstand a few more, and then raised their guns to the NCPD's pursuing convoy.

Yinglong's bullets formed an electrified silver dragon that locked onto the driver inside the car. Sadara's bullets, charged and fired, spewed from the barrel. Zhuo's shotgun shells locked onto the people inside the car and were fired at different times than Yinglong's bullets. Electromagnetic explosions kept erupting from the NCPD cars. One after another, NCPD cars were hacked by Qiwei and Lucy. "Emergency Brake" puppets were implanted one after another. The machine gun of the demon hound was also interrupted. At this point, it seemed that Harry's side had a clear advantage over the NCPD.

However, the reason why the Demon Dog can become a powerful weapon before the NCPD Terrorist Mobile Squad is deployed is not just because of its machine gun.

The missile launchers on the roof of the Hound of the Night, which hadn't yet broken down, rose and locked onto Harry and his companions' Chevrolet.

"Damn, missile! Falco!" Mann was the first to spot the missile launcher of the Demon Hound raised, and immediately turned around to shout at Falco.

"Got it!" Falco gritted his teeth, his hand connected to the car's camera with a wire. His left eye observed the NCPD situation behind the car, while his right eye stared at the road ahead, waiting to take evasive action.

"Lucy, Qiwei, can you blow up their car!?" Mann shouted in the team channel again.

"No chance. At most, we can blow up one car. We don't have enough RAM," Qiwei said bluntly.

"I can only get two at most, and then I won't be able to implant the magic puppets for quite some time," Lucy said after thinking for a moment.

"Then you keep them anchored, we'll figure out a way to handle the missiles," Mann ordered.

"Are there landmines? They should be able to blow them up!" Harry dodged the incoming bullets and turned to Mann.

"Yes, I left a few of your man-portable mines in the car." Before Mann could speak, Rebecca immediately rushed to the weapons storage area in the car and pulled out a stack of mines.

"That was a huge help. I'll have to buy you a drink when we get back." Harry took the landmines from Rebecca's arms and handed a few to Mann. "Boss, throw them at the cops' wheels!"

"Okay!" Mann and Harry picked up the landmines, activated them one by one, and threw them directly onto the ground, treating the landmines like hand grenades.

The NCPD officers also noticed the landmines that had been thrown out and turned their guns to fire at them. Although most of the landmines were blown up, some were still missed. When ordinary police cars ran over them, they exploded instantly, causing additional police cars that arrived later, unaware of the situation, to crash into the wreckage and become unable to move.

"Are those guys in the Demon Dogs just sitting around doing nothing?! The missiles aren't even loaded yet!?" An NCPD officer yelled into his walkie-talkie from inside a police car that had broken down.

"Screw you! Damn it, those bastards over there have hackers spies harassing us. Didn't they know the missiles couldn't be loaded when the ship broke down?!"

Inside the Demon Dog, the NCPD was frantically loading missiles into the Demon Dog. "Damn it, isn't the temporary ICE ready yet?! If it's any slower, we're all doomed!"

"Almost there, almost there... it's finished!"

A hacker named ncpd had a cable connecting him to the defense network inside the Demon Dog. The moment he finished writing the temporary ICE, all the lights inside the Demon Dog that had been flickering suddenly became bright, and the missile launchers returned to normal.

"Damn it, let those bastards taste the missiles!"

Seeing all the demon hounds' missile launchers rise at the same time, Mann immediately asked Lucy and Qiwei what was going on.

"The hacker on the other side has created an ICE for the demon hound. It will take some time to break through!" Lucy shouted. At this moment, she was lying in a fish tank full of ice, with red lights flashing in her eyes and countless bytes attacking the ICE on the other side. However, the bath of ice water was obviously not enough to cool her down. Due to the constant attacks and implantation of the demon hound, smoke had begun to rise from the back of her head.

"I need to connect with Lucy first and attack together, otherwise she will be burned and we can't continue implanting the puppet for now." Qiwei was also lying in the ice water, her eyes flashing red. She was establishing a connection with Lucy. After receiving permission, she immediately connected to provide Lucy with extra computing power to relieve Lucy's pressure.

"Damn it, Harry, close the door!" Mann shouted at Harry, who immediately closed the back door. Bullets fired by the NCPD landed on the car door with a ping-pong sound.

"Damn it, does that monster make biotechnology so rare?" Rebecca sat in a chair, panting as she rested.

"The biotechnology records say that it's possible to mass-produce Adams..."

"Boom!" Before Harry could finish speaking, the Hound of the Demons' missiles struck Chevrolet and exploded, followed by dozens of missiles exploding one after another like rain.

"Hold on tight!" Falco kept spinning the steering wheel, causing the Chevrolet to sway as they dodged the missiles fired from behind. This severely slowed them down, and an NCPD armored vehicle was already catching up, ramming their car to the side. Missiles continued to be fired. Sweat poured down Falco's face. Finally, he made a bold decision: he let the armored vehicle slam him into the wall on the side of the street. When the car body began to deform from the pressure, he swerved the steering wheel sharply to the left. With the force of the armored vehicle, the entire car flew up along the wall, performing a side somersault in the air. The roof of the Chevrolet made intimate contact with the roof of the NCPD armored vehicle before landing perfectly and speeding away.

"Why aren't those NCPDs chasing us anymore?" Harry looked out the window and saw that the hounds' missiles had stopped firing, the police cars were slowing down, and the armored vehicles had stopped pursuing them.

"I don't know. Does it mean they know they can't catch up, so they're changing their approach?" Mann wasn't quite sure either.

"Why don't we just turn on the radio? They'll announce any big moves on the radio." Rebecca leaned out of the car and turned on the radio.

"The target has been identified as a cyberpsychotic. Repeat, the target is a cyberpsychotic. The Terrorist SWAT team has been deployed. Regular officers are requested to take cover."

The four people in the car stared at each other in silence for a long time.

Harry pulled out the suppressant Old Vygotsky had given him and injected himself to ensure his prosthetic abilities were at their best. Rebecca put Sadara back, pulled out a Crusher, filled the magazine, and stuffed a few more magazines into her pocket. Mann also injected himself with a suppressant, held Zoe in his arms, and tucked an RT46-Storm into his waistband. Falco was practically flooring the gas pedal, and the modified Chevrolet's speed soared to 230 kilometers per hour.

"Wow, biotechnology is really going all out," Mann said with a smile, but a fine layer of cold sweat was seeping from his forehead.

"If I make it back alive, I'll teach those corporate dogs a lesson," Harry said, while simultaneously beginning to communicate with the machine spirits of all the prosthetic bodies in his body.

"Let's fight! Let those cops taste our power, and let those corporate dogs taste our power too!" Rebecca hugged the crusher tightly, her eyes flashing with anger, madness, and a hint of fear of death.

"Lucy, Qiwei, can you handle the Terrorist Mobile Squad?" Mann asked in the team channel.

"No chance." "We can give it a try."

"I'll leave it to you then. If you manage to get back alive, you can have all the profits from my next commission."

"Let's focus on staying alive first."

Falco took a cigarette from the storage cabinet next to the car and lit it.

"Running into you guys is the worst luck imaginable."