Cyberpunk: 2075

"I really hit the egg with a hammer and opened the chick's eyes."

He was saying something strange, and he didn't know where he heard it. Oliver, who felt that he had learned Chinese very proficiently, took the gun in his hand and knocked the fallen animals on the head: "The guy who came to the door on his own initiative. , it’s the first time I’ve seen it, really seen the world.”

"Don't play around with your poorly learned idioms.'

Karl complained, and gestured to the street residents who gathered nearby to watch: "It's nothing.

Let's all go. It's just a minor conflict. I've already called the NCPD and they'll be here shortly. "

"Small conflict?"

The super-skyscraper residents who were watching and joining in the fun nearby were very suspicious of this. They looked at the bodies of Animal Gang members that had filled the streets, and then looked at the doors of their houses that were tightly blocked next to those bodies. What else can be said.

I just hope that the NCPD people will come here quickly, otherwise the road will be blocked even when I go home.

"Karl, I don't think they can go home. How about we move this group of animals and move them aside so that others can pass?"

Jack was quite kind-hearted and knocked on those people, intending to give up a seat. After all, they were all neighbors.

"Too."

Karl looked at the fleeing animals on the ground, and finally blocked the animal gang on the fourth floor, where they had all been eliminated, and complained: "It's troublesome to leave a life alive, but it's easier to just leave a corpse."

"You can't think about throwing objects at high altitudes. If you throw an object from the fourth floor to the first floor, it will fall apart."

Oliver rolled up his sleeves and was about to take action with Jack when the police sirens sounded from downstairs.

This stopped Oliver, who was just about to take action.

"Why is Mr. Jensen so fast today?"

"Have you forgotten? Mr. Johnson has been in the city center recently. We just thought that the fight in the city center would cause him trouble, so we changed places. Watson District and the city center are right next door."

Listening to what Karl said, Oliver felt a little bit in hindsight: "Then did we end up causing trouble for Mr. Jensen?"

"No, we are holding back. This is not the time when we did the task before. There is a difference between cleaning up the house in public and taking away the living people. The former will be handled by the company outsourced by the NCPD in the end. Mr. Johnson and the others are here. You have to maintain law and order, and you have to work half to death without getting anything. In the latter case, there are many things that living people can get from it. "

Karl counted on his fingers: "The gang's bribes and bail fees, this kind of extra income,

It makes more money than a corpse. "

Karl, who said this, certainly did not forget the heavyweight role, and there was still the strongest guy lying on the ground.

"We can't let Mr. Johnson and the others take Johnny away. Although I have completed the extraction of his information, after all, there is still a mission for the old captain. The old captain said that we should kill him, but I think Now, tie him up and give it to the old captain to handle. The old captain may be more satisfied."

As he spoke, Karl found that the message he sent to the old captain had received a reply, and twelve thousand euros arrived with him.

Old Captain: He needs to be a professional, but he asked me to do it myself. It’s not respectful for a small amount of money.

"Look, I will definitely give you more money."

Listening to Karl's words, Oliver, who received his share of the money, now understands with some hindsight why their team has a 100% success rate while completing the mission.

With a guy like Karl who can consider his employer, how can it not be 100%?

The NCPD was very fast, or Mr. Jensen and his team were very fast. It didn't take them long to reach the fourth floor.

"Hey, Mr. Johnson, good evening."

Under the brilliance of Night City, there was no difference between night and day, but Karl still said hello according to the time.

"There are a lot of people today, Carl."

There was no need to speak, a police officer had already started the procedure with ease. Mr. Jensen, who had nothing to do, walked up to Carl's side and said hello to them: "Good evening, Jack and Oliver."

"Good evening, Mr. Johnson."

After a simple greeting, Jason glanced at the animal gang lying on the ground: "So what is going on today?

Why are you so bold to come to your door and seek revenge? "

"No, I drove here to deliver the mission target myself."

"Driving here by yourself?"

Jason was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the animal gang lying on the ground a few times in disbelief: "Don't tell me, they wanted to find a place to have sex with you, but they ended up looking for it and came to your door. ”

"Although I think it's outrageous, that's just the way it is."

"Pet spray...:"

Jason looked at the big and thick Animal Gang on the ground and stared at their heads: "It must be the Animal Gang. You guys are so diligent in this place. Now you can even clear out the scavengers who just opened in the morning." It’s so cool, they rushed over to deliver it.”

"So it's rare for us to be amused while performing missions. Their intelligence is really poor."

Karl said, remembering something, and pointed to Johnny's silver coin on the ground: "By the way, Mr. Jensen, you can't take this person away. He entrusted him over there. A car will come to pick him up later. I'll take that car away." I’ll send you the car’s identification number. When the time comes, help me carry him to the back seat of the car.”

"It's a small thing, easy to do."

Jensen nodded indifferently, and then glanced at Johnny Silverhand, feeling that he looked more and more familiar: "Who is this guy, why does he look so familiar."

"Johnny Silverhand."

"Ah, who are you talking about, Johnny Silverhand?!"

"Johnny Silverhand, just an imitator and admirer of Johnny Silverhand."

"Oh, I heard it wrong. In order to communicate with you casually, I specially installed a Chinese voice pack. This name sounds really similar."

"It's okay, Mr. Johnson, I can understand you in English, Japanese, Spanish, etc."

Good year, Carl has seen Mewtwo learn the language, and now he is proficient in most of the languages ​​of Night City.

When Carl and Johnson chatted casually, the tenants of the building who were watching nearby were numb.

People like them who can't even pay the rent for a month have no money to buy Mewtwo or use the relevant equipment in the room, so they are not very clear about the identity of Carl and others, but they are not stupid.

Where on earth is this guy from, a neighbor who can easily beat up so many animal gang members and casually talk to an NCPD sheriff?

Is it necessary for a person of this level to live in such a poor place with a rent of 1,000 euros a month?