Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past

She danced in the rain and gunfire.

The vicious, life-killing warhead is just a bleak foil for her gorgeous dance.

Raindrops fell to the ground one after another, applauding her perfect performance with death.

2074, January 16, night

A commission from Regina Jones - to capture cyberpsychopaths alive.

Santo Domingo district, an abandoned warehouse.

Under Yahweh's all-pervasive information search, Xida quickly found the mission target.

To her surprise, the cybermaniac wasn't acting alone.

In Night City, it is well known that cyberpsychosis will attack all living people in sight indiscriminately, regardless of men, women, old or young, or relatives and friends.

Now, she needs to think carefully about whether the "rumors" are reliable.

But before that, she had to deal with the six gun-wielding thugs in front of her, plus a dangerous cybermaniac.

Alone.

Xida Kasdeyi is an independent and strong girl.

Beneath her flawless appearance, there is a combination of strength and softness.

Yahweh realized this the first day he met her.

So, he chose to obey Xi Da's request.

He stood in the rain, on a throne made of dilapidated containers, admiring the elegant grace of the silver-haired girl dancing proudly in the flames of war.

Dangerous and deadly beautiful flowers bloomed only for him.

Rationally, he understood that her life was not in danger, but his growing sensibility made him unable to help but make second-hand preparations.

From the moment the battle began, the entire battlefield was under his control.

Every bullet in the thug's gun was destined to end at the moment it came out of the gun.

Under his gaze, nothing could hurt her at all.

However, Xi Da's growth was beyond his expectation.

Until now, he had not tried to change the trajectory of the bullets fired by the thugs.

Because there is no need for it.

Xi Ta's agile movement was like a hidden dragon's shadow, darting back and forth in the hail of bullets.

Using the wall of the abandoned warehouse as a leverage point, she dodged and flew again and again.

The vicious thugs could only capture the image of her flying in the air three seconds ago, and the bullets fired in vain did not even touch the hem of her clothes.

Compared with this, her double guns are more like the scythes of death.

Gun name: "Archangel".

Every time the two kinetic energy revolvers spit out the flaming snake message at the same time, a thug's hands would be cut off at the root by large-caliber bullets, and he would collapse to the ground in pain, letting out a futile cry.

Twelve rounds were fired.

Twelve palms fell to the ground.

Finally, she landed lightly on the ground.

The dance is over.

The fatal waltz dancing between the ground and the container almost exhausted her frail strength.

There is one cybermaniac left.

That's a strange man.

Not exactly tall, but his arms are extremely thick.

He was crazy, but he could distinguish between friend and foe, and he didn't kill six of his friends.

But now is not the time to think about that.

The moment the cybermaniac charged at her, she opened her prosthetic eyes and activated her "God's perspective."

In the intertwining of billions of data streams, she and the gods jointly control the Sword of Damocles.

She waved her hand as if issuing a judgment.

The man ran and roared, and a gust of wind blew by.

As a result, his arms and legs were all separated from his body, and blood gushed out.

Finally, the cybermaniac fell three meters away from her and humbly put his head on the ground.

Yahweh raised the corners of his mouth, lightly jumped down from the sky, and his body instantly turned into black clouds.

They quickly gathered around her and formed their human form again.

"Xida is so powerful!" Yahweh gently hugged Xida who was about to collapse from exhaustion, feeling half happy and half distressed.

"I am famous..."

Before she could open her mouth to brag again, Yahweh silenced her mouth with his lips.

"Reward." He leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"More..." Xi Da is like an insatiable child. After tasting the sweetness, he will relentlessly ask for more candies from adults.

"Contact Regina Jones quickly! The commission has been completed. Call someone to finish it." Yahweh knocked her on the head.

"Let's talk in the evening..." As if he caught a glimpse of the dissatisfaction in her eyes, he scratched his hair helplessly and added in a low voice.

"Oh..." Xi Da nodded with satisfaction, left his warm embrace, dialed Regina's number, and informed her to find someone to finish the work.

"Cyber ​​psychosis, can you really tell the difference between friend and foe?" After a few simple greetings, she hung up the phone and turned to ask Yahweh.

"Perhaps these people have some important meaning to him..." Yahweh turned the cyber madman lying on the ground to prevent him from suffocating to death.

"This model of prosthetic arm..." Xida sat on the ground without any sense of ladylikeness, observing the two prosthetic arms that were stripped from the cybernetic madman.

"Be careful of catching a cold!" He reminded her helplessly, but seeing that she turned a deaf ear, he simply wrapped her up in the nano-simulated windbreaker and pulled her up from the ground.

"Oops! This is very similar to the one Mann took away. It is probably the same model." Xi Da struggled to stick his little face out of the windbreaker and shouted.

She had asked Rogge before who intercepted the batch of garbage.

Thanks to his increasing strength, Rogge no longer hid it from her and made it clear that it was Mann's team that did it.

Naturally, Xi Da has another member of the Mann team on his list of favors.

Now, after discovering the potentially huge side effects of the prosthetic arm, she had to tell Mann, both logically and logically.

Otherwise, the cyber madman lying on the ground in front of him might be a lesson for Mann.

"Invite Mann and the others to come out to meet you another day." Yahweh immediately understood Xida's thoughts and took the initiative to speak.

"Then let's make an appointment in the next life. I'll just ask Rogge if he can help us get together."

In Night City, mercenary teams have always been solitary, and there is a lack of direct communication between different teams.

This is because most mercenary teams are relatively well-equipped.

Including: team leaders, technical experts, hackers, main and deputy assaulters, snipers, drivers, etc. These people are combined and perform their respective duties.

The number of substitute members and peripheral members is a matter of background.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, a fully equipped team can basically perform all tasks and does not need to seek cooperation from outsiders.

In other words, a complete team is a beast with sharp teeth and claws.

And the beast always walks alone.

Unless there is a middleman to negotiate, or the task delegation requires it, it will be difficult for different teams to get together.

Heda and Yahweh are exceptions.

A team of just two of them is enough to handle any situation.

This is also the main reason why the Xida team has become famous in just a few days.

In Night City, big fists are the last word.

In the past, at Afterlife Nightclub, Xi Da was famous for her perfect appearance and out-of-the-box personality.

Now, outsiders need to mention her name with respect.

She is the cold and proud Manzhu Shahua, the flower of hell blooming on top of blood and corpses.

When you see her, you are probably already walking on the road to hell.

Yahweh's reputation is not outstanding, and this is also the result of his deliberate efforts.

It is foreseeable that his power and specialness will easily cause annoying flies to spy on and surround him. He has to swat a bunch of them to death every day, which is very annoying.

"Hehe, call it a day! Call it a day!" Xi Da patted the wet dust on his butt.

As a result, not only was the pants not cleaned, but the white hands were also stained with dirt.

Yahweh rolled his eyes helplessly, took out the towel from his bag, wiped her hands carefully, and then spread a layer of plastic cloth on the passenger seat of the car to prevent her wet butt from staining the cushion. .

It would take a lot of time to clean this classic car.

Yahweh sat in the driver's seat and sighed softly.

Xi Tao snickered and quietly watched his gentle movements.

Yahweh was just about to start the car and chatter a few words, but his eyes were attracted by the flash of a magnificent figure.

"What's wrong? Did you see the beautiful sister?" Xi Da had been paying attention to his expression and couldn't help but ask teasingly.

"It looks familiar..."

"Hoo hoo ho..." Xi Da smiled strangely and pinched him gently.

"I don't deny that I'm looking at my beautiful sister..."

"Tch..." Yahweh rolled his eyes and started the car.

"What an attitude! Don't even think about having good juice tonight!"

They were playing around, passing by the ghostly night elf.

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